melgolbach

[melgolbach]

i’m crying your honor this is too cute

been thinking about joaquín torres who purposefully wears muscle tanks just to catch you staring at his arms!!! and then teases you for it as if he didn’t do it on purpose for exactly that reason

joaquin torres x fem!reader, 0.8k words

You’re eating toast in the kitchen when Joaquín gets home, all cheeky smiles and glowing skin, his hair damp from the gym showers. He tosses his bag against the wall and rounds the kitchen island to where you’re sitting.

“Hello,” he says, bending to give you a kiss.

You tilt your chin up and let him kiss you, your lips buttery.

“Hi,” you say once he pulls away. “Good workout?”

Joaquín nods. “Yeah, babe. Missed you, though.”

You grin, feeling a pleased sort of fluttering in your stomach at his casual affection. “You were only gone an hour.”

“Exactly,” he says gravely. He squeezes your shoulder before moving away, “Too long, don’t you think?”

You giggle as he moves around to the fridge, watching his back. He’s got his dark green tank top on, the one you love, because it makes the muscles in his arms, shoulders and back look so good. He sticks his head in the fridge and you try not to stare at the thick muscle of his bicep as he holds the door open.

“You want a smoothie?” He asks you over his shoulder, rummaging through the fridge. “Strawberry and banana?”

You almost miss his question you’re too busy staring at the strong hills of his shoulders, the corded muscles in his arms, his golden, suntanned skin. You blink.

“Yes, please,” you nod, feeling dazed.

Joaquín starts pulling things out of the fridge to make a smoothie, humming to himself. You try to direct your focus back to your half eaten toast, but you get distracted by his forearms as he gets everything ready on the counter, and then by his bicep again when he reaches into the cupboard above the sink for the blender.

You don’t realise he’s noticed your ogling until he speaks up,

“You’re staring at me,” he says, sounding amused.

You blink. You’d been watching him unscrew the lid on the blender, mesmerised by the flex of his forearm and the curve of his fingers.

“Huh?”

Joaquín laughs, a pleased, rumbling sound that makes you warm all over.

“You’re staring,” he says again. “What’s the matter?”

Your face goes hot all over. You don’t like the way he’s looking at you, eyebrows raised like he knows exactly what’s the matter, and doesn’t plan on doing anything about it.

You shake your head. “Nothing,” you say, your voice just a notch too high.

Joaquín’s eyebrows lift higher. “Really?” He drawls, “Looked like you were staring at my arms, gorgeous.”

He upends a half empty bag of frozen berries into the blender and your eyes betray you — they follow his movements as if you’ve been hypnotised. You certainly feel as if you have.

“I’m not staring,” you say weakly, even though you absolutely are.

Joaquín gets this wicked grin on his face, one part amused and two parts handsome.

“You’re so cute when you lie,” he says.

He wants me dead, you think. Your face goes burning hot and you resort to hiding in your hands, palms pressed to your cheeks and fingers over your eyes, feeling as if you’ll melt into a puddle any second now. You wish you could — you’d much rather that than this, especially when Joaquín starts to laugh at you, smug and dripping in fondness.

“Aw, honey,” he croons.

He gives up on the smoothie, and you hear him moving around the kitchen island back to your side. You stay stubbornly hidden in your hands until you feel him standing beside you, the warmth of his firm chest on your forearm.

Joaquín spreads his hand over the small of your back and twists you in your chair so you’re facing him.

“Babe,” he practically whines. “Come out, please? I’m sorry.”

You can hear the grin in his voice. He doesn’t sound very sorry at all, he sounds like he wants to tease you some more.

Still, you can’t resist him for long. You emerge to find him grinning down at you lopsidedly.

“Hi,” he says.

You roll your eyes, annoyed at how sickeningly charming he can be when he wants to.

“You’re being mean,” you tell him.

Joaquín pouts, bottom lip pushing out as he tucks some hair behind your ear for you. His hand lingers at your jaw.

“I’m sorry,” he says again.

You huff. This close, you get a great view of his arms, though you try not to look for too long lest you be caught again. The curve of his bicep, however, is quite impossible to ignore.

Joaquín tilts his head to the side, warm hand cupping your jaw. “Would it make it better if I told you I totally wore this on purpose to woo you?”

You groan. Of course he did. Half of you knew it already. The other half of you wanted to believe it was a mere coincidence.

“No,” you grumble. “That makes it worse.”

Joaquín just laughs, bending at the waist to plant a firm kiss in your hair.

[melgolbach]

i’m sat & on my knees for him

I love me a man all dressed up in a suit 🫦

[melgolbach]

wdym he’s on my mind 24/7 🤨

(Pls take my phone away jk hehe)

[melgolbach]

thx for the tag 🫰🏻🏷️: @tezzzzzzzz

npt 🏷️: @superwholock36 @jinwoosungs @slxtarchive @catmintrose @thefanficmonster @kingkaisen

TAG GAME !!

Your having a sleepover with the sturniolos

search the following keywords on pintrest and use the first photo that pops up

Sturniolo - this will be the triplet that invited you (if the first pic is a group just scroll till you find an individual one).

pyjamas - these are what your wearing tonight.

board game - you all play until chris accuses matt for cheating

snacks - that you eat when you get the midnight munchies

movie - which you beg to watch together

plush - a cuddle buddy who will protect you while your asleep

Here’s my results to start!

no pressure tags: @bernardsbendystraws @chrattsbrat @sturniolofruitloop @malsmind @ihateemetoo @sturniololuvz

[melgolbach]

reblogging for later 🫶

𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐁𝐘 | 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 | 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘— You have always been there for your sons, so when you died at a young age (in the middle of your twenties after being a mom at 21), you started to protect Sam and Colby through their investigations as their guardian angel. And now they had the brilliant idea to spend a week at the conjuring house.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆— no pairing, more like ghost!guardian!fem!reader x snc

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆— the usual stuff, demonic entities, the conjuring house, possessions, ghosts

Series requested by @hex-max , this part requested by @imamaraurderswh0r3

I am so sorry for all of you who have been waiting for this, I really am and I never intended to make you all wait for so long. I had a lot to do over the last months and a lot important stuff happened that I needed to take care of and that had priority over writing, but I hope I can post regularly again now🥴

Tag-list:

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Day one

About a week had passed since the last time you had to accompany the boys to any haunted location. Now they had the, as they call it, brilliant idea to go to the conjuring house and spend a week there.

It was not the fact that they are spending a week at the most haunted location in all of the US that made you worried.

No, because it was apparently not the first time they went into that house and it made you concerned what would be awaiting you if it so happens to become dangerous.

After all you couldn’t let anything happen to your boys.

No matter how often you tried to get them not to spend that week in that damned house, eventually they just shut off the spirit box and silenced you that way, which was a little too hurtful and somehow gave you a spine chilling flashback of your ex-husband aka your murderer.

Upon arriving at the house you could see a little figure at the upper window of the old wooden home.

You grimaced once noticing it wasn’t really a child. Sam and Colby didn’t bother turning the spirit box back on and you knew they wouldn’t listen to you either way.

“The spirits have been asking about you” an older lady came out of the house, wearing a shirt with the conjuring emblem and you could see it was some kind of employee uniform. You couldn’t believe someone would purposely work here.

“Really? The first thing that greets us is that sentence?” Colby glances over at Sam who simply shrugs in response with a hint of an amused but also slightly surprised expression.

“Man, I can’t tell if the odds are in our favor right now” Colby laughed a little nervously and you had to keep yourself from giving them both a slap to the back of their heads for doing this.

But alas this was their job after all. It could be worse..right?

Once having entered the house of that menacing movie, you stood a little further away in the corner of one room. A couple who‘s names you already forgot claimed to be able to speak to a ghost named Abigail in this house.

Abigail was supposed to be a good ghost, but alas you would be the judge of that yourself. After all you have never met these people before.

So when suddenly footsteps are heard as those two people start touching their hands you frown a little but are fascinated by how fast they had gotten a response from this Abigail woman.

You look around a little bit and suddenly see a woman standing next to you in old victorian clothing. She has a gentle smile on her face while looking straight at you. Her hair is pulled up in a bun and you jump a little from how she just suddenly appeared next to you.

While jumping as you get scared, you accidentally bump into the wall a little and create a dull thump which lets Sam and Colby looking over to the wall with a frown.

“That wasn’t Abigail” the woman of the couple explains shaking her head and you glance at her with a bit of suspicion. How can she claim that Abigail didn’t make this sound without being able to see you?

“How’d you know?” Sam inquires curiously and frowns a little in response while holding the camera.

“She only makes footsteps or knocking sounds and that thump sounded like a small accident” the woman shrugs and keeps holding hands with her partner.

“That must’ve been Y/n then” Colby sighs a little through his nose giving Sam a look. Although they both are grateful you are with them and protect them from bad entities, this was getting a little bit concerning.

“Y/n is basically our ghost Mom. She’s our guardian angel. Comes with us whenever and wherever we go, to protect us and make sure we don’t get any bad attachments” Sam explained as he noticed the confused expression on the woman’s face.

The couple nods slowly at the explanation and you can’t help but feel a little out of place by how annoyed Sam suddenly spoke of you. Maybe you did overdo it a little bit by being extra protective.

You sigh heavily and glance at Abigail with guilty eyes and she gives you a reassuring smile of her own.

“Don’t worry. Children are hard to handle sometimes” she comforts you and then steps closer to you. “I didn’t mean to scare you” she apologises for her earlier sudden appearance next to you.

“You just caught me by surprise” you sighed softly and gave her a gentle smile back as well. You were worried about Sam and Colby for a good reason, but at least this Abigail didn’t seem to be dangerous in any way.

***

Now after a very disturbing session of the couple talking to Abigail, you meeting Sam’s grandmother Libby and Sam needing to get out of the house for a while as he cried, the boys both start their solo investigation.

Luckily they didn’t yet have the brilliant idea to split up, but then again you wouldn’t have to choose if Abigail was also there.

But it was a little hurtful to hear Sam and Colby tell Abigail to protect them and follow them around. It was your job. Not hers. It was your job to protect your boys, to make sure they are safe and yet you had to remind yourself that those two are not your biological children. And that hurt even more.

At least Sam had the decency to reactivate the spirit box for you to talk to them. You sighed in relief of that small action, it finally didn’t feel like they were shutting you out anymore.

“Hi” you finally manage to say after a short moment through the spirit box. It makes Sam and Colby smile a little to hear you again through the device that Sam is holding in his hand while Colby is filming.

“Hey, Y/n..we’re sorry for shutting you out. We just needed some time for ourselves” Colby apologised for their stupid and hurtful behaviour and you smiled happily. They finally were letting you speak with them again and you didn’t feel like keeping quiet any longer.

“Understood” the spirit box spits out after a while of you smiling softly and then speaking.

“See I told you she’d understand” Colby gestured at Sam with a smile on his face while he films everything. “Now we just need to get her to come with us into the basement” he smiled sheepishly and you could feel the hairs on your arms and neck stand up at the mention of that ominous basement.

A displeasing shiver ran through your body and you shook your head while Abigail winced a little at the mention of the basement. She wasn’t exactly a fan of that place either.

“Don’t know, dangerous” the spirit box said on your behalf and you couldn’t help but worry immensely at how they just casually mentioned going to the basement for their investigation.

“We know it’s dangerous, but we need you” Sam pleaded a little and his words made you think it through. They made you actually consider going with them because they would he going down there regardless of what you tell them.

“We need you” was what made you look back up at the both of them even though they were unable to see you or hear you other than the spirit box. Those three words made your mother instincts bubble up again and you sighed heavily.

You couldn’t leave them now. So with a heavy heart you four (Abigail included) made your way down the creaky staircase into the basement of the conjuring house. You felt as if you were suffocating by how bad the energy was down here.

“Bad energy” the spirit box told Sam and Colby which was obviously coming from you behind them and you made sure to keep an extra watchful eye on both of them and the surroundings.

“Yeah it doesn’t feel good down here” Sam shivered a little and you made sure to keep an eye out for any shadows or entities. When you saw a shadow sprint past you four, you felt a rush of fear and immense protection wash over you.

“Shadow” the spirit box suddenly spit out in a more deep voice and Sam almost dropped the device knowing you weren’t the one who said that through the box.

A shiver ran through you when you saw nothing but could feel the presence of something bad.

That something was not happy Sam and Colby were paying it a visit. You were about to say something when you felt a rush of bad energy next to you and you barely even needed to look to your left to see what was standing there.

A tall black figure. No more than a silhouette standing next you and somehow you could tell it was grinning like the cheshire cat in a dark and twisted way.

“Shadow. Out of here. Now” you told Sam and Colby through the box and you hated it more than ever to not let you speak full sentences that fast.

“We can’t leave now, we just got here” Colby shook his head and Sam nodded in response while they went further down the hallway and then turned right into a small room with a table and chairs.

You didn’t like the hole that was in the ground and covered by a wooden plank. It was pure evil that lingered down there waiting to strike.

“Careful” you told them over the device as they sat down and took out the equipment for the estes method. You winced a little seeing Colby be the first to try it once more. You hated it when he was the first ever single time they did this.

“Yeah yeah, we’re being careful” Sam mumbled sighing a little while Colby got under the slight trance of the spirit box estes method. At least you could still talk to them.

“Is anything or anyone down here?” Sam asked slowly as they started the session, obviously trying to get something to answer them.

“Yes. Multiple” Colby answered while holding the spirit box in his hands and listening to it switching loudly through the radio channels to with the headphones connected to it.

You grimaced at the mention of multiple spirits down here and you took a guess they weren’t friendly except you and Abigail. “All bad” you told Colby over the device and he repeated it for Sam to hear it as well.

This was going to be a very long and straining investigation week and you had to do everything in your power to protect your boys.

[melgolbach]

bloody knuckles || sam golbach

3.9k words , not proof read , mentions of yn, blood, fighting, cuss words, 15 +

sam and colby had told you that later tonight the four of you would explore an abandoned haunted hospital down the road from your home town that the four of you were staying at. the four of you including yourself, malia, and the two famous you-tubers.

“i seriously don’t think this is a good idea..” you whisper, packing the essentials that are needed into the black heavy backpack you would be carrying. “well someone mentioned that we should come here to check out this hospital, they say it’s real legit.” colby said. “yeah. it 𝙞𝙨.” you retorted. “my friends and i went one night, one of them took one wrong turn and fell through the floorboards.”

sam and colby both looked at each other than shrugged, going back to putting equipment in their bags. “and, my grandma told me to stay away from that place. it’s bad vibes. serious bad vibes. bad omen. one time, when she went—, the next day she got into a freak car accident. three people died but she survived.” you finished. “that might’ve been something different..” sam said. “might’ve. but our town is probably the safest of drivers here, lot of old people drive here and they’re always under the speed limit.” silence filled the living room once more, before stuffing of the bags continued.

you finished your packing, before adding two bags of your favorite chips and four water bottles into the extra pockets. “i’m gonna go use the restroom before we leave,” you told your group. malia nodded, getting up as well. “i’ll also do that as well.” she followed after you, and she waited for you to be done. you did your business, and then she did her’s.

“so out of all the haunted places we’ve ever explored with them,” she started, washing her hands. “you won’t do this one?” she asked. “i’ve just had super bad experiences with it, like i’ve said. but they want content, so i got to suck it up i guess.., if anything happens though it’s on them and i will be so mad at the two.” you muttered the end. “understandable.” she said.

the two of you walked back together, and the boys had at least two bags in both hands, two more bags are sitting down still and you grab one as malia takes the other. the four of you walk out of the hotel room, heading down the stairs since the elevator was broken. colby and malia took the lead while you and sam were taking sweet time.., not just because you were slowing down on purpose. “are you okay?” sam asked you, stopping at floor two.

“i’m.. not okay with this, but it’s for the fan who requested this. seriously don’t know why they requested this if they know what happened to this place.” you shuddered. sam wrapped an arm around you, rubbed it slightly. “if anything happens you know i will always be there by your side. this video we aren’t splitting up, i mean colby and i are but we will be with you and malia.” he assured you. “by the way,” you announced to the rest of the group. “there might be homeless people inside, when my old friends and i went, i know i for sure saw at least one inside a room.” colby and malia nodded, while sam stood by your side.

the four of you got into sam’s white tesla car, the gear being placed in the trunk of it. sam and colby sat in the front, while you and malia sat behind them. colby picked the camera up, and just like any other video.. “what’s up guys it’s sam and colby!!” he started. “today, we are going to visit and explore this old abandoned, haunted, hospital!” colby spoke. “and where did we here this from? our lovely fan of the week, [samandcolby2000s] had mentioned in one of our videos that this hospital is one of the most haunted buildings in this town. there are others, but they said this one was nothing like the rest.” sam announced.

“before we get started with this video, please welcome our amazing, spectacular guests, malia and yn!” sam clapped and whooped for you both. “our lovely girlfriends.” colby nodded with a proud smile. “we aren’t gonna name the location of this hospital, just for the sake of yn’s safety and her family’s as well, and why we say that is because it’s her home town!” sam exclaimed. “so [samandcolby2000s], if you could please delete your comment when this video gets out, it would mean the world to all of us! and please don’t spread where her hometown is as well.” colby added.

you thanked them both, and then they continued explaining the place. colby turned off the camera, and then sam started up the car and started driving for about seven minutes before the huge white hospital came into view. colby picked up the camera again, turning on. “this hospital has been dated that it opened in the 1900s, and it got abandoned in the 1990s.” sam unfolded the history of the hospital’s opening and closing. “no one really knows why it got shut down, it just did.” colby said. “actually-” you placed your index finger up and pretended to pick your glasses up like that nerd meme, making everyone look at you. sam chuckled.

“the reason why it got abandoned was because another hospital opened, bigger and better. i was born in that hospital, my grandmother still to this day also works in that hospital as well.” you smiled. “awe, cute story.” malia gushed. “everyone from this hospital moved to that hospital, it was closer to the locals as well.”

you continued, “plus it was brand new, and just got that sunshine feeling… even though hospitals can be upsetting, this specific hospital people were always tense, up on their feet, focused real hard, a lot of major freak moments as well. there was one time my mom told me, that when she was in the hospital waiting for her mom, she felt a presence behind her.

“it was closing hour, and only three people were in one of the side wings. that being my mom, my grandma, and my grandma’s coworker. my mom turned around and saw a long, shadowed figure standing in the middle of the hallway. that is the only ever time she felt the paranormal. she never stepped in this place again. always waited outside for her mom.” you ended. the three friends of yours had their mouths open in agape, eyes widened. “you didn’t tell us that story! you should’ve started with that one before the others..” sam excitedly said, a smile on his face.

“yeah, now that one is a true horror story for sure!” colby nodded. “the ones watching this, yn told us two other stories but they weren’t as crazy as the one she just now informed us about.” malia stated, “if you guys 𝙙𝙤 want to hear those stories, i’ll post it either on twitter or threads! just let me know in the comments.” you smiled. “alright.. back to the building! look at how crazy it looks. it’s all boarded up. how are we gonna get inside?” colby asked. “if i am correct…” you started off, “there’s rocks that climb to the second floor, then a concrete balcony that leads inside to the building. hopefully the window that my friends and i went through isn’t boarded up yet.” you mention. sam looked at you, “can you give us the directions to it?” he asked. you nodded.

the four of you sneakily walk to the other side of the hospital, but when you get there, your hoodie string attached to a dead tree branch making you trip and fall onto your butt. “ouch.” you mutter. “are you okay?” sam asked you, offering his hand. you nodded, “yeah i’m fine.” colby then looked at your hoodie closer, with the camera zoomed up on it. “it looks like you need a new.. sam and colby xplr hoodie merch!!” he whispered yelled, his hands moving the camera up and down excitedly. “yeah, look at the end of the strings! they’re already worn out, no plastic protection on them!” sam said. “that’s how you know she wears that shit on the daily!” colby smiled, pumping the air as the camera was pointing at him.

“you can get your own pair in the link down in the bio! get 50% off right now! go go go, people buy these quick guys!” colby spoke to the camera. “alright, let’s get back to the video..” sam said. the four of you continued walking until you saw familiar pile of rocks climbing up to the second floor, a new wet wooden plank on them. “oh that’s new, that plank was never there before. looks like someone else made it easier for other people. i fell way too much on those rocks.” you joked.

sam went first, and held your hands up the poorly made ramp, while malia went behind you and colby last. the four of you stood on the balcony, and sam went straight to the broken window that still hasn’t been boarded up. “hell yeahh brother,” he said with enthusiasm. “can you guys give me your bags?” sam asked, the group one by one gave sam the bags as he carefully placed them inside the building. “i am not ready for the estes method.” you muttered, shaking your head. “oh come on, it’ll be fun!” sam cheered. you deadpanned back at him. he hopped through the window, and held out his gloved hands for yours to take. you carefully climb through, then stood close to sam as you possibly could while sam took malia inside. colby finally came in after her.

“it really hasn’t changed.. the vibes still have stayed the same.” you whisper, looking around the untouched room. glass was everywhere, and then your eyes widened. “oh my god,” you spoke out of nowhere. the three of them turned back to you, “i forgot! i forgot..” you started to pace out of the room, your head peeking left and right. “where oh where are you…” you mumbled, “yn?” your boyfriend, sam asked. you were still deep in thought. colby looked at his best friend confused, sam confused as well with him. malia was just still near colby, not ready to venture out like you.

“if i remember correctly…” you took a left out the door, carefully walking on the broken floor under you. you stopped at room 304, the door shut. you grabbed the rusty gold knob, and started to twist it. “yn!” sam harshly, but not so harshly, yelled at you. “what are you doing?” you let go of the knob and turn back his way, seeing he was 10 feet away from you and colby and malia were 20. “oh, sorry. i must’ve zoned out. when my friends and i came here, we left things in back in this room and wrote on the walls.” you exclaimed with a smile. “well tell us next time,” he let out a nervous chuckle with a small smile. “i don’t want my girlfriend to go missing in an old abandoned hospital,.” he walked towards you, and the rest did as well. you twisted the knob, and nostalgia took over you. “wow..”

you look around, two old hospital beds crooked on either side of the room, one halfway off the thing that held it. mold and other.. stains on either one of them. five chairs all in the center of the room, like a circle. you smiled. “wow. it hasn’t changed at all in here,” one by one you touched the brown old wooden chairs. “we placed these chairs here when we came.” memories flashed in your head, laughter, spooky scary stories told. in the corner of your eye, something flashed. you gasped with a huge grin on your face, and went to that corner to move the debris off the flashy object. it was a white bear with a diamond collar on it, a blue bow in the middle of that collar. “i bought this bear as a joke to scare people in this hospital. i left it here.” you laugh, showing the group the bear.

“now 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 is cruel.” malia laughed, you laughed with her. “i know i know, but i couldn’t pass it up! this bear was creepy in the store i bought it in.” you giggle with a smile.

“alright! let’s start exploring and see what we get..” sam clapped his hands, but not so loud that people outside could hear. the four of you walked out of the room, and into the main hallway. “what we found online was that even when it was opened, people believed that it was haunted. there was reports of some call bells being rung on their own, even while they were unplugged!” colby told the camera. “others later on, when the hospital was first left abandoned noticed that lights would flicker on and off when this hospital had electricity.” sam continued. “we were also told by yn here that sometimes the mayor would let people of the town make this the ‘haunted house’ for halloween as well, though they stopped continuing that when someone was stabbed here one night.”

you shuddered, “making this place even more haunted..” sam nodded. “for sure! now let’s split up.” your face, along with malia’s had a shock onto it. “what do you mean split up?” malia asked. “you’re going with colby, while yn and i go together. you guys take the left wing, while we take the right. don’t worry yn, we kind of have the safer side of the wing? we got the babies and children on our side.” sam grinned. “child ghosts aren’t meant to be nice are they..?” you asked, a shiver going up your back as colby and malia disappear out of your view. “some can be nice, some can be tricksters, and others are just.. something else.” sam shuddered.

you hummed, “oh okay.. something else. very assuring. very nice.” you joked, sam chuckled lightly. “don’t worry. i won’t let nothing happen to you.., that you don’t like???” sam ended it with a question, “are 𝙮𝙤𝙪 gonna make me do the estes method?” you quiver. he just smiled at you. “sam!” you hit his shoulder playfully, a gasp leaving your lips. “i mean, what are we gonna get out of this estes method anyways? it’s not like we know the story of this hospital, no one knows except the elderly like my grandmother. we should’ve gone over to her to ask.” you hummed. sam shrugged, “oh well. you hear that guys? yn is gonna do the estes method!” sam giggled evilly at the camera, while you pouted behind him as your head touched the back of his back.

“it’s not so bad. at least you’ll be under, i’ll be alone in the room hearing noises.” sam mumbled. “oh yeah. totally not bad. i won’t be hearing creepy laughter and threats come into the headphones!” you sarcastically spoke. the two of you walk on and on, till sam figured the best spot to do the estes method was a random hospital room, abandoned, untouched, like no one hasn’t entered since the 90s. “alright guys! let’s put yn under..” he blind folded you, and you huff. “please don’t leave.” you whimper out, “i promise you, sweetheart. i won’t leave. i’ll have my hand on your knee the whole time.” as he said that, his hand landed on your knee and it freaked you out, even though he told you before hand.

you breathe in, the static was heard from the headphones that was on the chair next to you. “if you guys don’t know what the estes method is, one person goes under with blindfolds and headphones that connect to a spirit box- or a radio, whichever, and the person who isn’t under questions and this device lets the spirits of the place speak freely into it. it’s never clear, but we understand what their point is. you ready?” sam asked you, holding the headphones super close to your ears. your heart pounded, your conscious saying no but what leaves your lips was a “yes.” and the headphones are on.

you can no longer hear sam, and that scares you. so you place your own hand on sam’s cold hands that remains on your knee, his hand switching to the palm to hold your hand better.

for sam, he starts speaking. “if any of the spirits of the hospital is here, i’d like you to come up to this device and speak through it. my lovely girlfriend here, will then speak for you. i’ll ask, you answer. if you don’t want to speak—” sam got cut off by you, “murder.” was the first word you spoke out. and on your end, you just shivered, shaking your head. your hand grabbed sam’s tightly, as you spoke ‘oh my fod’ times 3, “sam.. sam.. it said sam. it said sam twice. it said your name.” you panic. sam’s eyes widened, his heart pounding a bit faster. “yeah… yeah that’s my name. how do you know my name? were you spying on us earlier when one of them said my name?” he asked the spirit.

it was quiet for a minute, until you spoke again. “no.” sam breathed in slowly, “do you know me personally?” he hesitantly asked, and right immediately you answered him. “yes.” to you, it was just nonsense word after words.. but to sam, it was more then that. “sally.” was what you heard, and your whole body moved with shock. “sam i’m not joking, oh my god. sally.” sally was known for being stuck with sam, since the sally house. “if you’re messing with us here, it’s not funny. we want to get to know you, we’ve already had enough with sally.” sam spoke sternly. his hand rubbed yours softly, “run.” you spoke. “oh my god, ew. laughter could he heard after it said run. and not just funny laughter either- ew, ew.” you repeated.

sam bit his lip with concern, but continued. “do you have a message for us?” he asked the spirit. you responded. “run.” again. “it just keeps saying run again and again sam, it’s repeating it too many times for me to keep up..” your body starts to shake, and you couldn’t help it. the voice in the headphones was low, but more and more as it said run over again, it started to get loud every time it said that word. you wince, but try for sam. “why do you keep saying run?” sam asked. “it’s not saying anything else sam, i don’t like this…” you whimper, clutching harder on sam. sam finally touches you out, and you take off the headphones and blindfold. your whole body was shaken, and you looked terrified. “i’m sorry,” you murmur, looking to the floor, “no.. no hey. don’t be sorry for what you can’t control. i’m sorry for not pulling you out sooner my love.” sam’s forehead touched yours, the both of you staying like that.

he kissed your cheek lovingly, before getting up from his seat. “if you want, we don’t have to include this into the video.” you shook your head, “you know we have too. the fans wanna see every second,” you shrugged. “i’m alright now. it was just.. it felt like it was taking my soul,” you placed your hand on the middle of your chest, your fingers visibly shaking. sam frowned at the thought, “well as you guys can see, we don’t fake this shit.” he pointed back at you. you hid behind sam, just because you felt more comfortable right behind him close. you can hear footsteps outside the room and you jump in fear. they were loud footsteps, and sam held you tightly. “hello?” he called out, his camera turned to the door.

your hands clasp to your mouth, a feared gasp leaving your body. the knob turned, and the door opened slowly. “colby.. malia.., i swear if you’re fucking with us!” sam barked, shielding you completely. “what are you two shitheads doing in my room?” a raspy voice asked, growled. you close your eyes tightly, holding onto sam’s back jacket. “sam..” your legs start to shake, and you begin to cry ever so lightly. “we’re just about to leave. we are so sorry-” as you and sam try to leave the room, the homeless man grabs you from behind sam; his muddy and wet hands on your arms, you scream, and you start to kick and kick. “sam!!” you scream, thrusting around the stale room sam grabs the male’s arm, his fist swinging on either side of the male, but this guy was fast. sam’s fist caught the old wall, and the male started to run with you in his arms.

you scream out, hoping malia and colby would hear it. his dirty hands clasp your mouth, and you’re too scared to even bite whatever was on his hand. pair of footsteps could be heard from down the hallway and the man stopped, you stomped on his foot, and he yelped, letting go of you. you run towards those pair of footsteps, malia and colby in view.

you get behind both of them, malia holding you tight as colby runs at the guy, sam behind him. the two of them get one or two punches, before blue and red sirens could be seen outside. the four of you run off, leaving the homeless man in the hall alone. your sobs could be heard through the running, all your equipment kind of slowing you all down, but all you four thought about was getting the hell out of there. finally towards sam’s tesla, bags were thrown on the floor. malia in the front with colby driving, the four of you getting away before the cops ever knew you were there.

sam and you were in the back, closely seated together. you hiss, grabbing sam’s hand. blood was all over it, his knuckles busted open. “ouch baby,” you whisper, your eyes looking into his with worry. “psh, don’t worry about it.” with his un hurt hand, he shrugs it. you grabbed your black bag, and unzip it. thankfully for you, you held the medic kit for your bag. you spray his hand with petroleum jelly, and rubbed it after. “does it hurt?” you ask, a stupid question really. “a little. but anything for you,” he kissed your cheek. you rolled your eyes.

“guys what the hell happened?” colby asked, breaking the silence. “we were just done with the estes method, which, by the way- was a bit crazy. but then we heard footsteps and then.. homeless guy got all messed up and crazy. i tried punching him but he dodged like a pro fighter, put my hand through a wall.” sam exclaimed. “damn..” manila muttered. “i told you guys, bad omen…” you shook your head, focused on sam’s hand as you wrapped it up. sam and colby just looked at each other with concern, but say nothing else. 

you kiss his hand, multiple times nonetheless. he chuckles at your action, “i’m fine baby.” he says. “no you’re not.” you argue. “you’re the one not fine, you were shaking after that estes method. i’m so sorry i put you through that,” he apologized once more. “baby forget the estes method, that fucking homeless man got you good.” you point at his hand. “whatever whatever. i’ll injure myself if i have to save you.”

you smile softly at that, “please don’t.”

“yes ma’am.”

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a/n

holy moly this was wayyyy too lonnng.. i kind of gave up at the end 😭 sorry, i can’t do long fics. this would’ve been longer if i wouldn’t have gotten lazy with details, but i hope you guys liked it!

[melgolbach]

[melgolbach]

all the way || mickey garcia

a/n: i’m watching *look both ways* and his character (gabe) is so HELLO??? like??? im crying… (yes this is a pregnancy fic)

your eyes lock into the stick that was in your hands. two lines. mickey won’t even be back in 2 months, how are you going to do this alone? you breathe in and you breathe out very slowly and grab your phone. this would have to be dealt with a phone call, you didn’t wanna scare mickey when he came home just to see your big belly.

your fingers shakily press each number on the dial screen, putting in your boyfriend’s number and then pressing call. you’re expecting it not to be picked up, so you already have a message sent out to him saying 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬.

you pressed the green call button ay the bottom, your hands slightly shaking as you bring it up to your ear. it rings four times, and the line finally went off. “hey it’s mickey.., or fanboy. i’m either on duty or somewhere busy, please leave a message after the beep.” the line went dead with a long beeping noise, and your mouth opened up. “hi mickey, it’s me. please let me know when you get the chance to talk to me. it’s urgent, like… life or death urgent, i guess? anyways.. just let me know.” you and the call, and you look up to the ceiling. “what am i gonna do?” you whisper to yourself, closing your eyes.

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it was 20:30 when mickey got done with his 500 push ups, being the second to last done. his chest went up and down, sweat all over him. “that was easy as making cake,” he chuckled out. hang-man took his sweet time this round, and laughed from the floor.

“okay man.” he stood up from his spot, “i know i can do 500 push ups but the middle really does get to you.” jake ended. “what i meant was that i can’t make cake, hang-man. i always burn it.” jake understood the meaning now. “yeah, well… let’s hit the showers. man you smell,” he laughed, the back of his hand slapping mickey in the chest lightly. “says you,” mickey spoke back.

the two men walk their way towards the showers, talking about the day they had and how far it is until both of them could go home with their loved ones. “how is theodora by the way? she walking now?” mickey asked, asking about jake’s daughter. “oh man she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. yeah she’s walking and it’s a nightmare to be honest. one minute she’s there, and the next thing you know she’s trying to go upstairs by herself.” jake laughed.

“talking about babies makes me want to have one, but honestly? i feel like i leave too much to actually see them grow up. what if i miss the child birth as well? miss everything?” mickey questioned, his head spinning in circles with every thought about leaving his future ‘what if’ kid. “oh yeah that’s the down side of working in the military, leaving your wife and kid to defend themselves and grow up with out you. it breaks my heart every time i’m called back to station.. which now it’s nothing since i have them both in miramar now.” jake shrugged.

mickey hummed. “you thinking about getting your girlfriend pregnant or what?” jake laughed, shoving the shorter man. “no.. no, plus we haven’t really thought so far into our lives. i told her if she were to be with me all the way i’d be gone from time to time, the first time i left she left messages every day or even close to every hour. like yes, i love her man but i can’t be there all the time you know?” he shrugged, taking his clothes off casually and putting them on the wooden bench, hang-man doing the same as well. “yeah i get that. the first chick i was with was texting me 24/7, got my phone confiscated because of that. clingy people just don’t do me, man. i feel like people in the military in general don’t do clingy.” mickey nodded at that.

they’re done with what they’re doing, going to the lockers to get changed into brand new clothing. mickey’s phone is on his bag. as he wraps the white towel around his waist, he grabs it and taps on the screen to load the phone on. “oh shit.” he muttered, as he saw two missed notifications. “what?” hang-man asked, “i just got a man’s worst nightmare text and then voicemail.” mickey gulped, his other free hand going through his wet curls. “which is…” jake moved his hand, signaling to mickey what the message was. “we need to talk,” mickey showed him his phone, and what jake saw he whistled. “good luck man,” hang-man walked out of the locker room, shutting the door on his way out.

mickey walked over to a cold grey metal bench, sitting on it as his tags hung from his chest. he pressed the call back button, as he waited for his lover to pick it up. three beeps went on until the other line could be heard, “hey mickey.” he sucked in a breath, “hey mi alma. what’s up?” he asked, a soft smile planted on his face. “uh.. so you know how.., a month ago before you left we did the big bang and well, you left?” you stuttered. his eyebrows knot together in confusion, wondering why that was important for him to know now.

the door that opened to the locker room could be heard, rooster, bob, payback, rueben, and coyote all came in laughing with whatever was said by them. their eyes immediately landed on mickey, who’s only pair of clothing was covered by a towel with a hand in his phone looking dead on serious. an emotion never seen with their teammate. bob hushed them, quietness was heard again in the locker other than the clanging of opening the lockers and stuff being moved around. “mhm,” could be heard from mickey. “well.. uhm. how— i don’t want to say it but,” you stumble. “mi vida?” he breathed out, waiting for whatever it is you needed to tell him.

“i’m pregnant..” you whisper out, still seeming as tense on the other line to mickey. “what?” he asked in disbelief, “i’m..pregnant, did you hear me?” you whisper, hoping he didn’t hear you and not getting mad. “no.. no i heard you, god i’m sorry mi amor, give me a minute.” he pressed the mute button on the call after you said ‘okay’, as he put the phone down on the bench besides him.

he stared at the floor with wide eyes, thoughts flowing into his head. “but we were safe.” he mumbled. bob was the only one who could clearly hear him since his locker was right near the bench, the others far away on the other side of the room, still trying to eavesdrop into the conversation. bob’s eyes went wide, and he looked back behind him to tell the group to ‘quit it out.’ “i used a.. a condom, she was on the pill. we were safe,” he whispered. “mickey?” a girl’s voice could be heard through the locker room. he unmuted himself, “m here mi chica,” he mumbled. “okay. okay. i have two months left,” he spoke. “wh-when did you find out? how long have you known?” he asked you.

“for three hours. told you as soon as i could.” you answered back. “okay.. okay. when i get back, we’re gonna get through this okay?” mickey told you. “you’re.. not mad?” you asked him, a bit surprised. his face looked offended on the other line, but you couldn’t tell.

“mad? sweetheart, i’m… i’m a bit concerned, scared even. but i’d never be mad about any of this, we cannot control this. it’s.. it’s life.” he breathed. “i wish you were here right now..,” you mumble. “i know, i know me too. but as soon as i’m home, i’m all yours. all the way.” mickey said. “all the way?” you repeated, he hummed. “m sorry my love, i wish i could stay on the phone but i gotta go. i’ll try to check in every chance i get okay?” he told you, you nodded but forgot he couldn’t see it. “okay. call you later?” he hummed. “call you later amor. i love you, bye.” the call ended, and he stared up ahead in disbelief.

the gang behind him stood, all wanting to know what happened. “so like… you gonna spill the secret?” coyote’s voice broke the silence. “dude,” rooster stared at him in shock. “what? we’re all thinking it.” rueben said. “she’s…” mickey’s voice broke them up and had their attention on him in an instant. “she’s..” most of them repeated.

“she’s pregnant.”

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a/n: AHHHH i love this movie sm. i loved that lili reinhart played in it, she was so good! but other than that here’s my take in a pregnant fic, pls lmk if yall need a part two cause this can turn into a tiny series if you want!! i could see it coming into something more. please remember to like and reblog and comment your feelings about it! <3 years

[melgolbach]

kiss me, amor || Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia

warnings: make outs, praise! kink, pure kisses only, naked lovers, MY PURE BOY FANBOY, fanboy undressing reader, fanboy giving all his attention to reader, afab reader, just them<3

dedicated to my wife 😍 @bea-the-tenth

you yell for fanboy, your beloved fiancé as you rush into his arms. “mi amor! i haven’t seen you in forever,” he cooed out as his arms wrap tightly around you. “my beloved!” you yell, as you wrap your arms around his neck in a tight-lovingly way, while your legs decided to move on their own and wrap around his waist. “oh there’s my beautiful girl.” he whispery growled, kissing your cheek like he hasn’t done it in a long time.

fanboy’s lips crashed with yours, his left hand on your cheek caressing it. “i love you,” he mumbled. “i love you more.” you squeal out. “fanboy has a girl?!” some one yelled out, as you pull away from him. you quirk your eyebrow at your fiancé. you look over to your right of behind him, seeing a group of soldiers walk out of the hanger mickey told you to meet him at.

you see him roll his eyes and shake his head. “were you all too drunk off your asses to remember me talking about missing my fiancé that one night?” he scoffed. “fiancé?” the girl howled out. “well i’ll be damned.” the tall blonde whistled. you jump off of mickey, his arm wrapping around your waist protectively and keeping you close to him.

“hang-man.” the blonde greeted with a smirk. “garcia,” you replied with a smile. “that’s my girl,” mickey whispered into your ear with a bright smile. “i just want your friends to know i belong to you.” you reply back. mickey’s heart died a little inside, yet you didn’t know that.

“rooster.” the guy with an 80s pornstsche says, with a hand to shake. you shake it back, replying with your name as they continue to greet you. “are you still up to go to the hard deck, fanboy?” coyote had asked. “mm, another time. i wanna spend some time with mi amor.” he looked at you while he said your little pet name, his lips dangerously close to your cheek. “gross gross, get a room.” hang-man gagged.

phoenix had rolled her eyes. “you’re just mad cause fanboy can get more bitches than you.” she had good intentions; of course but you couldn’t help but scoff at her words. mickey took notice, and pulled you aside. “she means well.” he assured. you sighed and had scooted closer. “can we just go home?” you question. he nods.

“well, we’re off. see y’all tomorrow?” he asked the team, they nodded and waved the both of you off as you enter your car. you let mickey drive, as you sit in the passenger seat. “god i feel like you’ve gotten beautiful in the past three months.” he breathed in, looking towards his right. “pay attention on the road mickey, don’t want us getting killed in an accident.” you giggle, putting your hand on his cheek and turning it for him.

he nods, “yes ma’am. anything for you.” you turn up the volume of the radio, “has anyone ever told you your mama raised you well?” you question him humming the song that was put on from yours and his playlist. “only you’ve ever told me. and my family somewhat,” he giggles out. “well, your mama did raise you right.” you giggle out with an accent.

he holds his right hand out, for you to hold over the middle part. you gracefully take it, switching it over so his back hand was facing you. you kissed it, “i really did miss you.” you mumble. “i know. longest we’ve ever been without each other.” he frowns. “don’t want that to happen again.” he added on.

mickey finally got to the house the navy assigned him; getting out and walking towards your door before you could even place a hand on it. he opened it for you, “milady.” he says with a british accent. “thank you kind sir,” you smile as you match his energy. “let me walk you up to ze house.” he picks you up bridal style, earning a squeal coming from your house. “mickey!” his name left your mouth as he spun the two of you around.

the door opened, and he closed it right after and sped towards his room that he kept tidy just in case if you ever came to visit, which he was grateful for he did. he slowly places you down the bed, his head falling dangerously low to your private area. “mickey?” you breathed out, holding in a breath. he kissed the tip of your blue tight jeans, where the golden button was.

he kissed your stomach next, then your upper stomach, your chest, trailing all the way up to your chin than to your very own lips. “what was that for?” you giggle. “just want to show you my love, in a different way.” he shrugged. “yeah?” you question. “mhmm. if you don’t mind, i’m gonna need you to get naked.” he had ordered. “yes lieutenant,” you breathed. his heart hammered more into his chest.

you slowly take your bright yellow cute top off. leaving you in your yellow matching lace bra. “god yellow is such a pretty color on you,” he growled out. he kissed your collar bone, sucking ever so lightly on it. “you treat me so well.” you coo.

“you’re my favorite girl. of course i have to treat you like a queen.” he purrs, his lips leaving a trial of saliva. your fingers trial it as well, slowly placing your hand on his forehead and then crawling up to his head. your fingers doing wanders. “mmm, love it when you touch me so lovingly.” he spoke.

his left hand trialed your curve on the left side of your body, sending waves of tingles all over your back. “keep doing what you do, Mi Cielo.” you pur out, rolling your eyes to the back of your head. “don’t mind if i take your jeans off for you?” you nodded at his question. “go ahead and take everything off of me. as long as you do the same.” you shrug, your sigh shaking as his thumb did circle motions over your side.

he slowly unbutton your button, then pulled it apart carefully as he placed a kiss right below your belly button. “hmm,” you moan out. “god what did i ever do to deserve you?” you whisper out. “i’m your soulmate, mi amor you did nothing to capture my love. you just breathed.” mickey spoke. your heart flutters at his words.

your pants were thrown off as soon as he was done kissing all over your legs. “god are you trying to kill me woman?” he chuckled out, seeing your matching pair of yellow lacy underwear. “it’d be weird if i was just wearing a top that actually matches with a bottom with something else. wouldn’t you say?” (y/n) croaks out.

“yeah. yeah i guess you’re right.” as soon as he says that, his lips attach so close to your core you hold back a moan. “thought this was only to pamper my body. not make us have a full on work out.” you chuckle, a smile placed on your face as you wrap your arms around mickey’s neck. “it’s only to pamper your body mi amor.” he assured you.

your eyes trial down his body. “cmon mickey, i feel out of place when you still have all your clothes on.” you had whined out. he chuckles, “yes mi amor i’ll get them off.” he starts off with his bomb jacket, throwing it somewhere in the room as he throws his black t-shirt off and unbuckles his belt. he ripped that out of his jean holes, the buckle clanking on the soft rug floor. his jeans were flying off of him as you check him out.

“hmm god you’re so sexy,” you mutter. mickey giggles. every time you give him a compliment, he’d always giggle afterwords. your hands travel up and down his toned tanned abs, your hands going over to his shoulders to feel his muscles there as he works himself out of his dark blue jeans. his shoes came off, and before you know it that five inches of a long, juicy, cock came out of his underwear just hanging in front of you. “fuck,” you whisper. your mouth was already hanging slightly agape, as you stare hardly at the body part in front of you.

mickey giggled, “yeaaa.. mickey jr missed you too.” he spoke. you deadpanned him when your eyes looked straight into his. “you did NOT just say that,” you laugh out, mickey laughing with you as he climbed on top of you, his whole body pressing down on yours. “c’mon, i wanna see you too you know.” he kissed your neck, his hands going to unclasp the yellow laced bra you had on. it came off quick, mickey quickly throwing it somewhere in the room. just like you had did, he stared back with ten times more lust in his eyes.

“how did i get so lucky?” he cooed, going down on you, kissing your stomach all around till he reached the top lacy yellow panties with a pink small bow on top of it. “what do you mean, 𝙞 got lucky.” you responded, you sucked in a deep breath when joaquin’s teeth pulled down your underwear, his teeth leaving a small tiny saliva on your bottom half of your body.

the panties were almost pulled off, 𝘈𝘓𝘔𝘖𝘚𝘛- before you both heard a sound of a doorbell ringing into the house. mickey groaned, his head going back as you can see his eyes rolling. “m sorry mi amour, someone’s at the door. stay here, i’ll check it.” he spoke. he gave a quick kiss to your lips, before climbing off of you and grabbing some pair of underwear and gray sweat pants. he put them on, then left to the front door.

his footsteps could be heard through the front of the house, walking with pace to get this over with. “garcia, you left your—” he could hear hang-man and at least another voice outside his house and he growled with annoyance, he opened the door with a pissed off face. “thanks.” he took the bag, closing the door on their faces and chucked the bag down onto the floor. he walked back into the shared room, and spoke. “now… where were we?” he said with a grin, “oh i don’t know… i think you were about to eat me out?”

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a/n; hey so like guys… this has been sitting in my drafts since 2022…, never touching it, always updating it here n there and my friend (my wife @bea-the-tenth) has been pestering me nonstop about her request so here is the long waited request you wanted 😭 idk why i always stopped and came back to it .. anywho i hope u like it bbg

[melgolbach]

no more missions, please? || tony stark

warnings: pregnant reader, mention of puking

it was around midnight when tony and the team members got back from another mission to take down a hydra base. you were stressed since they’ve been gone (which has been about almost two months without them).

you haven’t told tony yet, but you became aware a month into the mission that you had a tiny little baby growing inside of you. you were ecstatic, crying for almost a whole hour. you were knocked out already in the shared bedroom of yours and tony, not hearing from the jet that they just got back home.

though you did wake up, from the sickness so you ran towards the restroom to sit on your knees and puke it out. you coughed and coughed, felt like forever but it was only just a minute of food that you ate for dinner. “honey i’m home,” tony sang out. always does that whenever he gets back from whatever missions he gets. you usually respond, but right now you’re not up to yelling back. you don’t get up at all, you stay were you are and wait for tony to get to you.

“darling?” he called out. you hear him take off whatever he had on, his shoes going wherever. his footsteps getting closer to the restroom door. “honey?” he asked, looking at you. you weakly smiled back, “hey tons.” you whispered. “are you feeling okay? you sick? what’s wrong?” he grabbed the ragged towel for the restroom sink, putting water on it a bit then rinsing it. he kneeled down next to you, putting his hand on your waist and dabbing around and on your mouth to clean it up for you. “uh.., i’m okay.” you started.

you used the toilet to get up, as well as tony holding you. you flushed it, then went to wash your hands. “we need to talk..” you mumble out. “what?” tony asked. you gesture him towards the shared bed, and you sat. he sat next to you.

“so for the past two months i’ve been feeling sick. but im not sick,” you smile slowly. “what do you mean..?” he was working his brain out, and then he finally new it. “you’re pregnant?” he asked with disbelief, but a smile on his face nonetheless. “yeah.” you nodded. “i’m gonna be a dad?” he chuckled out, grabbing you softly. “yeah. yeah. but- but the missions,” his head hung low as soon as you said that. “the missions have to stop?” he asked you.

you nodded. “i can’t lose you, if i lose you i would never be able to do this alone.” “if you lose me you’d never be alone. the team would assist you, happy would and peter would be glad to help out time to time. my money would go to you also. and on top of that, you won’t lose me. i’m me— you know that! i’ve stopped aliens invading earth and stopped my own ai from taking us down.” he joked.

“but even if that possibility happened,” he breathed. “you have people to look out for you. you’re never alone sweetheart.” he kissed your lips softly, “i’m with you on this road 100%. i’ll tell the team i won’t be going on missions anymore, maybe help them out here and there but never in battle.” that eased you. “do you know the gender?” he asked. you shook your head, “we find that out around three months. it’s only been two.” you told him.

“good. good. great. i want to be there the whole step of the way with you, every single appointment i’m by your side.” he rambled. you let yourself plop on the side of him, inhaling and exhaling as you relaxed your body. “let’s get some rest yeah?” tony placed you on the bed, giving you a quick kiss on the head while he almost got into the soft silky sheets you just cleaned, but you stopped him with your hand.

“nuhuh, i love you tony but your whole body weeks and is dirty. i just also washed these less than an hour ago, so could you please take shower pretty please?” you begged. he laughed, “anything for my pregnant wife.” he kissed your cheek and went to the restroom to do his shower and nightly routine. after about fifteen minutes, he got out of the shower and hopped in bed with you, matching set of black silky pjs ( of course for men ). “finally getting some downtime with my favorite person,” he spoke. “well- two of my favorite people,” he was on his side, his hand resting on your stomach.

you smiled. you knew he was gonna be a good father.

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a/n: i actually haven’t wrote a tony stark fic! surprisingly, since he is my favorite avenger and marvel character after all (basic pic i know, but honestly he’s been my fave since his first movie came out fight me). anyways i hope you like this blurb! i kinda got bored at the end and im a bit sleepy since it is 4:20 am LOL but please like and thank u !! :)

[melgolbach]

idk if it’s js me having a weird thought in my head but.

i need a old avengers team x new thunderbolts* w obviously new cap and new falcon in the fic, somehow they all end up together with one big villain coming after every time line or wtv and they all have to work tg and maybe some loki series from the side here n there yk? idk i js miss the avengers bro 😭😭😭😭

[melgolbach]

Natasha: *before a mission* Who’s turn is it to give a pep talk?

Steve: *sighs* Y/N’s…

Y/N: *stands dramatically on the table* All right, people, let’s fuck shit up out there and not die!

Tony: *wipes away a fake tear* So inspirational

[melgolbach]

SPOOKED || JOAQUIN TORRES

you and joaquin had just gotten out of the movie theatre, seeing the new "talk to me” that had just came out. “holy shit, the toe scene was so freaky,” he laughed out while you just gagged. “ugh, please don’t remind me. i mean that wasn’t the worst part- but definitely on the top three scenes i didn’t like.” you shuddered, “that wasn’t the worst part?” joaquin smiled in disbelief.

“when the guy started sucking on the dogs face? HELLO?” you wave your hands around in the air. “holy shit i almost didn’t make it all through. i can’t believe i didn’t even close my eyes- probably the shock of just watching that scene.” you scrunched your face, that scene highly being stuck in your mind. “maybe we shouldn’t have seen that movie, i think im gonna have nightmares.” you shuddered. “don’t worry,” joaquin wrapped both his arms around you from the side. “i will be right next to you by your side. no lady will be sucking your toes or any of us sucking our dog’s face.” he nodded. “please don’t say that,” you deadpan.

he unlocked the car door on the passenger side, “my lady,” he spoke. “why thank you kind sir,” you bow to him slightly. you got into the dark navy truck as he shut the door behind you, putting on your seat belt. he climbed into the driver’s side, turning on the truck and the stereo blasted both of your ears. “holy shit,” you breathed out, turning down the volume. “i forgot we were jamming out bad.” you laughed. “hell yeah,” joaquin unlocked his phone, putting shuffle on apple music and the song ‘DAKITI’ by bad bunny & JHAYCO started to play. “HELLL YEAH,” he bopped his head, and you went along with him singing.

you both finally got to your shared house, getting out the truck and walking to the front door with joaquin trailing right behind you. “now without music everything’s so scary,” you mumble, a bit sad that the two of you were out of the truck already. “we can put jazz music on if you want,” he considered. you nodded, “on it baby.” he left you to go back into the living room, grabbing a random record and placing it in. "come back to me" by matt monro & nelson riddle started to play. ‘hear my voice…, where you are’ the music starts playing, and you start to get ready for bed.

joaquin was somewhere in the house, probably looking for lucy your little pet dog. “there you are,” he ruffled her black fluffy hair. he armed the house at stay, locking every single door and double checking just for your sake, the windows as well. he strolled in the shared room, leaning on the door as he saw you put your hair up to do your skin care routine while softly humming the melody of the song. “come back to me,” he softly sang, walking your way. “catch a plane, catch a breeze.” he slid in, his socks moving slick like a child sliding down a slide. he did his routine fast, getting out of his clothes and only to be in his underwear with nothing else on other than his military chained necklace. tossed it off onto the side table, getting under neath the sheets.

the bathroom was on your side of the bed, so he watched from afar on his side with much love in his eyes. he was relaxed, while on your hand you were still so terrified of that movie. “baby relax,” joaquin laughed out. you spit your toothpaste out, “oh i’m sorry dear, you agreed to sign up to me being easily so scared of scary movies like that. i just need distraction to let myself relax after one like so.”

he laughed as he dropped his head down, “yes ma’am i know i know. you’re so tense after scary movies.” you turned off the light to the bathroom, closing the door softly. ‘from the hills, from the shore’ the music played lightly in the background now that you and joaquin were talking. “still can’t believe i agreed to even watching a horror movie with you.” you shook your head. “come into bed,” the song had ended. everything finally quiet with a few birds outside your window and lucy panting on the bedroom floor, sprawled out.

“let me distract you,” he whispered, getting on top of you as he went down to kiss you. you kissed back, closing your eyes as he worked his way on you. his left hand on your hip while his other hand propped him up, his hand going up and down on the side of your stomach sending butterflies into it. his lips left yours, as he kissed the down part of your cheek and onto your neck. “joaquin..,” you mumbled out. your eyes opened, but fluttered closed quickly as he sucked a spot that was always so bruised every few days. you moaned lightly, your head throwing back. “fuck,” you whisper. his lips trailed down, but only to be caught onto your silky black pajama collard shirt. he laughed, embarrassed that he had wetted your pajamas. your lips turn into a small smile, as he looked down to you from his spot.

your hands going up to his hair, running through the soft dark black locks. he leaned forward, kissing your lips again and curling up to your side as he placed half his body onto you while you laid on your back as your nails scratched his back softly. “good lord,” he breathed. “i love when you do that. makes me feel like a cat, ready too purr out.” he chuckled. “well i’m glad you like it baby.” you kissed his lips as he looked at you with his chin on the side of your chest. “goodnight,” you whisper, snuggling closer to him. “goodnight amour,” he mumbled. “love you.”

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a/n: EEEEE i’m sorry im so in love with danny ramirez it’s not even funny anymore 😭 i need me a man like him 😩 anyways hope you enjoyed this little blurb of joaquin torres! please lmk if you want more fics with him or mickey garcia. (lowkey im about to watch any film he’s ever been in just so i can create more with more characters of his)

[melgolbach]

secret? not so secret anymore || sam golbach

set in the trap house era, there’s no aaron or elton tho (sorry aaron never really did anything so i don’t feel for him 😪) instead jake and johnnie are taking their spots.

warnings: no use of y/n, reader is female, nicknames such as pea brain and squirt!!

you and sam woke up around 11 am, you forgetting that you even slept in sam’s room. “morning,” he whispered, kissing the back of your bare neck. “morning.” you replied. “i should probably head out, before anyone realizes.” you spoke. “yeah.. but five more minutes?” he asked, his nose touching the bare back of you. “five more minutes.”

five minutes passed, both of your breathing only heard in the room. your face twisted in the soft pillow underneath you, groaning you got up, moving sam as well. “no..,” he whined. “i gotta go,” you whisper as you grab a random hoodie and your pair of sweat pants on the floor. you put them on, running your hands through your hair. sam sat up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and putting his body weight on-top of your back. “let’s just stay like this forever,” he mumbled into your ear.

“sam as much as i would love too, the guys would get very confused.” you hummed. “let them know i don’t care anymore.” you raised your eyebrows, “didn’t we all declare no dating roommates though?” he groaned, flopping back down on his back while sighing heavily. “yeah… yeah we did. we did.” he mumbled. “alright. well, i’m going to my room. see you later,” you kiss his lips lovingly, then peaked out of his room slowly and made your way to your room. thankfully there was no one upstairs that looked to be awake.

you opened your door and walked in, shutting it behind you. you walk over to your vanity, seeing you looking like a huge mess. groaning, you walked back outside of your room and into the bathroom, doing your skincare for a good ten minutes and then walked back to your room feeling freshened up.

you sat at the vanity, preparing for your make up when devyn walks in. “i saw…” she giggled out. you stopped for a second, “saw what?” you asked, returning to your make up. “you walking out of sam’s room like you had just woken up.” she smiled.

“please don’t tell anyone.” you quickly replied. “i promise i won’t,” she zipped her lips, then quickly walked out of your room. you knew devyn. and you knew she would tell corey, which would try to keep it a secret but then he’d tell jake, and then jake would blab it on to the next person if he can’t hold it in long. but right at the moment, you could feel that she wouldn’t try to tell anyone just yet.

after getting ready and feeling like starting the day, you head down stairs to see colby, jake, and johnnie in the kitchen. “oh hey, good morning guys.” you smile. the two of them groaned out a response, colby being the only audible voice spoke. “good morning.” you hummed back, walking towards the fridge and grabbing some cold coffee in a can and opening up.

you did your coffee routine, not knowing that the three guys behind you looked at you all suspiciously. turning back around, you put your straw in your coffee and stirred the drink. “good morning guys,” footsteps could be heard from the stairs and you all turned to see sam walking up. he went straight to your side, too close that he noticed and backed up just a tad bit. the other three noticed though. “good morning samuel,” you spoke, an accent going through. “every single day you quote rowena from supernatural.” colby laughed. “i can’t help it, she’s iconic.” you shrug with a smile.

“so..” jake mumbled out. “so…” you repeated.., and then one by one starting with colby and ending with johnnie they all said ‘so…’ just how jake started. “hahaha, no but seriously. is that your hoodie sam?” jake asked out of the blue, pointing to the white hoodie with the heart on it. “i mean yeah, it’s our merch.” he shrugged, sipping o his red bull. “you know what he means,” johnnie dead panned.

sam looked over at you then at the hoodie on you. 𝓸𝓱, he thought. “that’s just another merch hoodie.” he shrugged once more. “dude—” colby started. “you know. when a guy gives a girl his hoodie. HIS hoodie. not our merch ones, no. even though that is our merch hoodie. but this merch hoodie in particular is YOUR own every other day hoodie you wear.” he explained.

“how can you even tell?” sam tilted his head. “we don’t have our own merch line here, and we don’t have extras of the same one..” colby replied. “so we KNOW for sure it’s your hoodie.” johnnie spoke. “and so what if it is? she got cold..” he gestured his hand to you. “yep.” you nodded. “hm…” jake hummed. the three of them let go, and you slowly backed away from the kitchen and up to your room.

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you stayed in your room for a good hour alone, hoping the situation died down. a knock on your door was heard, and you got up from your bed to go open it. “hey, we were wondering if you wanted to come with us to the mall? us being the guys, and also tara.” devyn asked. you nodded, “sure. let me just put on clothes!” she smiled and walked out, and you went to your closet.

you decided on wearing some dark blue jeans with a tight blue tshirt. you usually decide to wear a leather jacket with it, but it’s L.A and it’s hot. for the jewelry you decide to put your own jewelry with sam’s necklace that he gave to you on your two month anniversary date. and with a touch, you finished it off by white new balances shoes. you looked at yourself one last time in your mirror, and headed out to the front where sam had texted you they were waiting.

you opened the front door and then closed it, walking towards the group that was leaning on colby’s red car. “who’s going with who?” corey spoke out. “i say the girls go together,” tara started. “and the guys go together.” devyn ended. “i like that idea,” you nod your head with them. behind the group of guys you see is sam, dressed similar in what you’re wearing.

“oh my gosh, you guys didn’t tell me you two were gonna match!” tara giggled out, pointing to you and sam. your eyes kinda widened but relaxed, just so you didn’t blow cover of anything.

“huh… we didn’t even try to match. i guess great minds look alike, isn’t that samuel?” you smirk. “i guess so.” he shrugged with a smile. then there was a slight pause where no one was talking, just zoning in on you two staring at each other with a look of love. “hem, okay. let’s get rolling!” colby brock the tension, his finger swirling like a tornado going up.

sam, colby, jake, johnnie, and corey all walked to jake’s car cause it was the biggest and it could fit all of them. while the three girls- you, tara, and devyn walked to devyn’s car and loaded up.

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“ohhh i so knew before i even caught you!” devyn squealed, turning her car on and waiting slowly for the gate to open. “knew what? what? what’s going on, what did i miss? are we talking about our dear good friend here, who stared at sam for like eternity?” tara rambled out. “yes tara, indeed we are. i caught her in the act at around 10:40 in the morning walking out of sam’s room looking as if she slept the night in there.” devyn told her.

you in the back seat middle, gasped. “devyn i told you not to tell anyone!!” she sheepishly shrugged. “i’m sorry im sorry, i couldn’t hold it in. i didn’t tell corey though! and you know i tell everything to that man.” she pointed that, you shrugged with a sigh. “i guess since devyn saw me and has already told you tara, might as well tell you both.” you start. devyn turned down the music and both of them were on set onto hearing your business with sam.

“sam and i have started dating 8 months ago.” you confessed. the two girls gasped, and tara being the louder one, squealed. “oh you two are so cute together! perfect pair. honestly when i first met you guys, i thought you two had been a couple!” tara smiled. “8 MONTHS?” devyn sputtered out. “yeah… it’s been hard keeping it a secret from the guys since ‘no dating roommates’ even though you and corey are dating.., no offense.”

she nodded, “it’s okay. none taken. i think that rule is stupid anyways, not to assume but i’m pretty sure all of them are straight and i don’t think they’d date each other…. maybe sam and colby, but that’s different. moving on. like i was saying that rule is stupid, if they placed that rule knowing you and sam are close then… we need to have a talk with them.” devyn said with a stern face. “real.” you replied.

“anyways enough serious talk…, tonight the SUPER TROUPER, LIGHTS ARE GONNA FIND ME!” tara sang, and you and devyn both joined in with her.

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“dude,” corey spoke. “dude.” sam responded. “dude.” colby spoke. “so like, what’s going on with you and squirt? you guys stared at each other for like a good solid minute.” johnnie asked. “it’s nothing it’s nothing…” sam replied.

“and the fact you guys matched too?” jake spoke out, looking at sam’s outfit. it was the same as yours, dark blue jeans, a nice blue shirt (but it wasn’t tight fitted) and black michael kor’s shoes on to match with a few silver jewelry on. “we had no intention on matching. we simply just style better than all of you guys,” sam smirked, knowing as soon as he said that most of them would start talking and change subjects. and it worked.

he sighed in relief, looking out the moving window and L.A’s busiest time of the day. “hey guys guess what,” jake laughed. “what?” johnnie asked. and nothing else happened- until all five smelt it. “DUDE!” colby gagged, “DUDE…” the four other guys were gagging, while jake was laughing his ass off hitting the steering wheel with his hands.

“no but on a real talk,” colby shushed them all. “do you have a thing for pea brain?” he asked his best friend, facing him since he was in the front with jake. sam sat behind jake, while johnnie sat next to him and corey sat behind colby. “and what if i do…?” sam whispered asked, “awe… brother has a crush!” corey laughed out, teasing him. “it’s okay if you do. we’re not controlling who you fall in love with, sam.” johnnie patted sam’s leg. “huh? didn’t you guys say no dating roommates?” sam asked them.

the four guys dead panned at sam. “we’re all guys. two of us is already taken, one is too shy to even come out of the house every now and then, and the other kind gets with a girl every so often and doesn’t end up with her.” jake spoke. “hey man..” colby placed his hand on his heart. “yeah. hey man…” johnnie copied.

“we were only joking with that rule. plus— i don’t think any of us have a thing for pea brain, she’s like a little sister to all of us. except for you of course…,, ooooo sam and pea. sitting in a tree- k-i-s-s—" colby sung out, sam shoved his best friend playfully.

he once again sighed in relief, “phew. we were trying to find our ways how to tell you guys that we’re together.” and then there goes sam, spilling the beans and not giving a crap anymore about what they think now that it’s okay to have the secret out. “wait what do you mean together?” jake asked.

“we’ve been together…” sam responded. “for HOW long?” colby questioned. “8 months….?” sam’s voice sheepishly got higher. “8 MONTHS?!”

—

the two cars parked together near the enter of pandora. the two groups getting out and walking side by side. “so guess what we learned,” jake started. “what?” devyn asked. “sam and…” he was about to say, but the two girls had already beat them to it. “THEYRE TOGEGHER. WE KNOW.” they yelled/squealed, jumping up and down.

“she told you guys?” colby laughed with a question. devyn nodded, “i caught her coming out of sam’s room this morning and brought it up in the car and she just blabbered it out so.. yeah. we know. i was the first one to know in the whole group though.” devyn smiled.

the whole group was talking about the situation, not knowing the ‘new’ couple in their eyes were a few feet behind them, holding hands out in public while watching their friends talk about it all. “i’m so glad that was meant to be a joke..” sam chuckled nervously.

“yeah. i’m pretty sure i knew it was a joke, but you said it wasn’t and so obviously i followed your lead even though only two girls live in the mansion and one was already taken before moving in.. which was why devyn always found that rule weird.” you giggle. “huh. i never knew it was a joke. they had kind of a serious tone with how they say things sometimes.”

you hum, “well now i can do this.” you stop walking, your head facing sam’s and your hand cupping his cheek and pulling him closer. you feel sam’s lips on yours, and you close your eyes with a smile on your face.

“AWWEEEH,” you hear colby in the back ground. cute noises being heard from your friend group. “not so secret anymore, are we?” you whisper. “nope. and i wouldn’t have it any other way.” he murmurs.

[melgolbach]

What’s your favorite time of day?

Oh you know the time where I get to read about fictional characters being in love with me

[melgolbach]

COMING HOME || mickey garcia "FANBOY"

warnings⚠️: slight age gap? i don’t even think this is considered an age gap but reader is 25 and mickey is 30. [ spanish translation is at the bottom and so is military time ], no use of y/n (since when is y/n a trigger warning?)

you were in mid life crisis. you had three exams to do this week, and then the next week you have two more. on top of that, after your five exams— you have to present with a group about the choice of literature your four people have chosen and reinterpret it in a modern context. so in three weeks, you have your side of the project to do until it’s due.

it’s only monday, and you were sobbing in your bed with your grey covered sheets above your head. hoping, praying, that the military would give your boyfriend back to you to get through this next month. sad music was in the back ground outside of your sheets. sheets of crumbled paper all scattered over your shared bedroom. five notebooks all over the king sized bed, pencils, sharpies, and highlights all lost into the sheets.

your phone was placed down on the bed, your face planted in the soft pillow with tears all over your face. you felt a buzz from your phone, and your head tilted its way as you propped your phone up to look what it was to make your phone buzz. a soft smile plants on your face, 'MICKEY ❤️' was seen as a message. you put in your lock and open your phone, reading the green message.

MICKEY❤️:

hi my love, how are you? miss you ❤️.

a tear ran down your cheek as sobs come out of your mouth, not calmly handling the message you just got. it’s been two months since you’ve last seen your boyfriend, and sure you’ve been with out him longer, but with school beating your ass you’ve been in a tough space recently.

YOU:

not doing so well. school’s eating my ass up right now, and honestly i’m at my breaking point…

you hit sent. chewing on your lip as you see the three bubbles pop up and then away, and then back up and then away as if mickey was trying to find a way how to soothe you.

MICKEY❤️:

awe i’m so sorry to hear about that. when i get back, ill make sure to give you the best princess treatment in the world. best everything for my hermosa. ❤️‍🩹

you smiled sadly. it’s only the halfway point of him being on duty and you’re already crashing and burning with out him. he’s supposed to be gone for four months, is what he told you.

MICKEY❤️:

by the time you know it, exam season will be done, you’ll crush that project, and then one more month until you’ll see me and i’ll be in your arms again. for a very long time, so… breathe for me okay baby? if you’re feeling like crashing out, just breathe for me. pretend i’m there holding you. just know, it’s killing me too for being so far away without you. we’ll get through this together mi vida ❤️.

and then you were back at it again sobbing, a hand clasped over your mouth as your eyes read that text over and over again. after two minutes, you did so as mickey told you. breathing in and out, eyes closed as you fan your hot face.

the time read 01:25, your eyes widening with horror. you had an exam tomorrow at 14:00, a class at 07:45 and ending at 11:25. putting all your notebooks in order, you took only one into your bag since you’re only going to one class tomorrow, and then for the exam you really won’t need anything other than your pencil.

finally cleaning up and finishing at 02:00, you hopped into bed and finally closed your eyes.

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it was 17:55 by the time you came back to your humble of home. after your exam was done at 16:30, your friends wanted to have a bit of a sweet treat because they had said they felt ‘good’ about the exam. you didn’t want to go, but your two friends insisted on you going because you’re the life of the party everywhere you go.

chucking your shoes off, you didn’t notice mickey in the kitchen cooking up whatever it was on the stove as you made a big stretch and strut your way to your shared bedroom. you take out your hair clip, massaging your head for a good minute then began taking off all your clothes. moving to your drawer, you picked out an old hoodie mickey gave to you for the first of winter when you weren’t smart enough to bring your own to your fourth date. you put that on, then put his basketball shorts on as well.

going to your bathroom, you removed a bits of make up on you and jewelry as well. feeling so much better and relaxed, you make your way back into the living room and sat down on the brown soft leather couch.

star wars was on t.v.

star wars is never on t.v unless you’re cuddled up watching it with mickey of course. so when you see star wars was on— and the t.v. was as well, you shot up straight from the couch. “did you finally notice?” an oh so well familiar voice softly asked as you spun back to look where the voice was coming from.

there was mickey garcia, standing in comfortable civilian clothes cooking dinner for two. “m—” you start off, your lips quivering in shock as your eyes widen. you stay still like a deer in headlights, unable to move. you’re questioning everything in your head right now to see if it’s real or not, if you’re so far gone from missing mickey to making it look so believably real to see him standing just a few feet away from you.

“i-.., i know i said four months.., turns out, you really just need two to train basic trainee’s and then someone else takes over your shift.” he shrugged, a sheep smile on his face as he watches you. “mi amor?” he questions, his eyebrows furrowing with his head tilted.

that’s when you slowly move towards the kitchen, your hands both in front of you. “i’m going insane..” you mumbled, “if you were going insane you wouldn’t be able to smell this good spaghetti…, and this AMAZING tomato sauce you deeply love.” he grabs the sauce from the counter, shaking it side to side to show you then putting it back down.

you were inches away from mickey now. “hi.” he whispers, “you’re real.” you hiccup, “indeed i am real,” mickey giggled out. “were you crashing out that bad for me?” he laughed, his body touching yours as he leaned back. you don’t answer him.

all you do is wrap your arms around him tightly, your face into his chest. “i’ve missed you.” you sobbed, “i know mi amor. i know.” he whispered into your hair, kissing your forehead for as long as he could. “estoy tan feliz de tener a mi viejo en mi vida..,” you giggle out, sniffs coming along as you kiss his lips. “ohh.. ookay now okay now, i’m only five years older then you missy.” he snorts. “still old, old man.”

“and you love this old man, don’t ya?”

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SPANISH TRANSLATIONS:

hermosa- beautiful, gorgeous

mi vida- my life

mi amor- my love

estoy tan feliz de tener a mi viejo en mi vida- I'm so happy to have my old man in my life

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MILITARY TIME:

01:25 is 1:25 A.M. ] 02:00 is 2:00 A.M. ] 14:00 is 2 P.M. ] 07:45 is 7:45 A.M ] 17:55 is 5:55 P.M ] 16:30 is 4:30 P.M ]

A/N: i have to say. this is such a long FIC and oh my gosh i didn’t mean to make it that long 😭 so many unnecessary parts but oh well, it is what it is. anyways— this is my first mickey ‘fanboy’ garcia fic so please let me know how i did! also please comment if my spanish is wrong, im hispanic but i have no CLUE on spanish 💀 i use google translate. thank you for reading💕

[melgolbach]

Summary: anon request - "Can u make a colby one where him y/n Kat and Sam are live and y/n and Colby are drunk it can be fluff or smut Idc"

Warnings: strong language, alcohol consumption, heavy flirting, sexual innuendos, sexual tension between reader and Colby, drunk actions, fluff with a dash of filth containing fingering, handjob, sensual stuff but hottt

Word count: 4.9k | somewhat edited I don’t really know if I like this one all that much… I might rewrite it after I get more requests out.

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"I can't believe you talked me into doing this." You look at Kat in your mirror as you rummage through your clothes.

She laughs, "Oh come on. There will be alcohol so you can just relax, drink and hang out."

"You had me at alcohol." You laugh and hold your a top, "Hows this?" She tilts her head and purses her lips, "mm. It's cute, but I think you need something different."

"Is that what you're wearing?" You point to her outfit and she nods, "Yes." You hold your hand up, "Hang on."

You walk out to your living room, grabbing a box of clothes that you got sent, "There might be something.." you dump the box, ".. in here."

"Oh yeah. Most definitely." Kat nods with a laugh as she goes through the clothes, "Ooh, this. Definitely this."

Your eyes move over the black, lacey tank top that's in her hands, "A cute skirt or a pair of jeans will make this so much better." She adds and tosses it to you.

You catch it and nod, "I'll try it on."

"Well hurry up, we have to be at Sam and Colby's in the next hour." She lays back, scrolling on her phone as you change.

"Did you say Colby?" You walk out slowly and she smiles up at you, "I did.."

"He's doing this livestream with us?" You fix the tank top so it sits right, "Is this some sort of set up by you and Sam?"

She sits up with a sigh, "You got us." She raises her hands, "I think it'll be fun. Plus we'll be live, so it's not like anything crazy can happen.

You drop your hands and they slam on your thighs, "have you seen your livestreams?"

She holds her hands up, "it wasn't my idea. It was Sam's." You scoff, trying not to laugh, "But you went with it."

"If it makes you feel any better, it'll be just you and me at first. Sam offered for him and Colby to join us once they got back from meeting someone about a place they're going next week. Also. Speaking of. We're going with them."

You groan and turn to look in the mirror, "Fine." You smirk at her in the mirror, "But only because you're going."

"Whatever you say, y/n." She rolls her eyes and laughs, "Now come on. We gotta get going. I tweeted that we'll be on by six and it's almost five thirty."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

"Ready?" Kat looks over at you and you fix yourself in the screen of the computer, "Okay, yes now I'm ready."

You lean back in your chair and watch as she starts, waiting for people to join, "Hi guys! How are you?"

"Hey!" You smile and hold up your hand, reading the comments that are starting to flow in, "Oh thanks. Kat actually dressed me tonight. So tell her."

You laugh and look over at her. She smiles, "Yeah, I'll take credit for that because you look.." she licks the tip of her finger and lays it on your arm, "Tsss."

You laugh as she makes a sizzling sound, "I do. I do."

"Alright. So Sam and Colby will be joining us a little later, but for right now. I figured y/n and I could start off with a little game."

"Oh god." You mumble and watch as she puts a bottle of alcohol and two shot glasses on the stand in front of you two, "Oh no." You laugh and look over at her, "What game do you have planned?"

"Just a little.. do or drink." She smirks, "Nothing bad I promise." She pulls out a small box containing cards and opens it, "Alright. You want to go first?"

You sigh, "You know what? I will." You laugh and pull out a card, "Hmm. Okay." You turn to her in your chair and look up at her, "what is one thing.. you dislike about me?"

"Oh gosh." She blinks as she thinks for a moment, "Honestly, I hate the way that you can just roll out of bed and look good."

You smile and bat the air, "Stop it."

She laughs, "I'm serious. You're just that pretty."

"Well thank you." You laugh slightly and motion towards the box, "Pick your poison."

She reaches up, picking one of the cards, "Ooh my god." She giggles and lays the card over her lips. You lean forward, "Oh no. What is it?"

She smirks, "Send 'can't wait to see you' to the last person you texted or drink."

You pull your phone out, and go to your messages, looking at the threads, "The last person I texted was.." you laugh slightly, "Katrina."

"Who is it?" She wheels herself over and leans around to look at your phone, "Oh. You have to. You freaking have to, y/n."

You bite your lip as you tap on Colby's name, Can't wait to see you.

You lean forward after locking your phone and read the comments on the screen, "Sorry guys. That's a secret." You laugh and lean back, looking up at Kat when your phone goes off.

She motions for you to read it and you can't help but laugh, "They said, are you and Kat playing that stupid drinking game?" You shake your head as you type back, maybe, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm excited to see you.

"Y/n. Damn. You're not even drunk yet." Kat looks at you shocked and you shrug, "Oops." You smile and reach up to pull a card, "Name a couple that you think should break up."

Without any hesitation she pours a shot, "I cant pick just one.." she laughs and takes the shot, instantly chasing it with her water, "Oh gross."

She grabs another card and smirks, "Y/n."

You tilt your head, "Kat."

"Out of.. let's say, me, Sam, and Colby, who is your favorite?" She smirks and you sigh, "I know I'm going to hurt feelings with this one.." you pause and look into the camera then back to Kat, "..pour me a shot."

"Are you not going to answer?" She laughs and you shake your head, "No because it'll hurt their feelings when I say you." You laugh and she throws her head back laughing, "Oh my god. That's great."

You read the comments and see that people are debating on whether it's Colby, even from the previous question.

"Oh god." You groan and take your shot, cringing at the taste, "That's so gross."

She leans in, whispering quietly, "We're you going to say Colby?" You smirk and lean back, looking at her as you nod.

"Ha. I know who her favorite is." She says in a sing song-y tone before she laughs, "It's still me."

You laugh and grab a card, "Katrina. Who was the last person that seen you cry?"

"Like, a sad cry or happy cry?" She asks and you shrug, "Just in general I think." She hums, "Probably... Sam, I think. Or you. I'm with you both so much."

"We might as well just live together at this point." You laugh and she nods, "Honestly. Okay.." she grabs a card and clears her throat, "Have you ever been to a strip club?"

"Like working or visiting?" You try to not smile but fail, "I'm joking you guys. Relax. No I haven't ever been to a strip club."

"I can see it." Kat laughs and you gasp, "Hey." She lays a hand on your knee, "If it makes you feel any better you'd definitely have a big client list, and I know who number one would be." She winks and tries not to laugh so she covers her mouth, "I'm sorry."

You laugh, "oh my god. I need more alcohol for this." You get up, "I'm going to get a white claw, do you-"

"Yes." She cuts you off and points, "Please."

You give her a thumbs up, "I'll be right back." You quickly make your way down the steps and into the kitchen. You open the fridge and grab as many white claws as you can carry.

Colby's voice makes you jump, "Thirsty or something?"

"Goddam it, Colby. I didn't hear you guys come in." You laugh slightly and he walks over, offering to help, "I'm heading up there now, I can take some of these for you."

"Okay." You hand him a couple and look up at him, "Thank you." He smirks, "So.. did you mean to text me earl-"

"I have to get back to Kat." You cut him off, "We can talk about this later." You smirk slightly as you walk away and Colby follows you, "Oh we definitely will be talking about a lot later I can guarantee that."

His words make your cheeks red and warm as you walk into the room Sam and Kat are in, "Out of my chair, Golbach."

You kick it and he spins around, "Excuse me?"

You smirk and hand him a drink, "Now move." He laughs and gets up, moving to sit behind Kat in the beanbag chair. Colby next to him, behind you.

You hand Kat her drink and you both crack one open, cheersing before you each take a sip.

"What the hell. You guys are like.. that was so in sync." Sam shakes his head looking between you and Kat.

You laugh, "That's what happens when you're best friends for this long." Kat tilts her drink towards you, "Correct. Okay. Now where were we?"

"My turn to ask you or one of the boys a question." You smirk as you pick up the card, "Ooh. Colby." You spin your chair towards him, hiding the card so he can't see it, "what's the last thing you googled?"

"Oh snap. Um. Can I look?" He asks pulling his phone out and you nod, "Yes, but you have to show us."

His mouth drops slightly before he sighs, "Fine, I have no shame around you guys anyway." He unlocks his phone and laughs, "oh my god. I totally forgot that I even searched this.." he turns his phone around, showing you and Kat, "I googled if dogs can understand me."

Sam laughs loudly, "Are you serious?" He grabs the phone and starts laughing again, "Oh my god, Colby!"

You and Kat are laughing in your chairs and Colby sighs, "It's a valid question, damn." He reaches up between you and Kat, kinda close to you.

You chew on the inside of your lip as you smell his cologne. It's the same one you got him for Christmas a few months ago.

He moves back and sighs, "Alright. Sam. This one is for you." He turns towards Sam, "What is the most embarrassing things you have ever done?"

Sam sighs, "twerking on that cruise."

You and Kat look at each other and laugh, "Oh my god." You look at Sam, "I forgot about that."

Sam chugs some of his drunk, "Yeah, I haven't." He laughs and leans forward, giving Kat a kiss on the cheek as he reaches for a card.

You glance up at the screen, looking at Colby through the camera, and he smiles at you, looking away, "who's it for?"

Sam laughs slightly, "y/n. What's the dirtiest text you ever sent to someone?"

Colby clears his throat, "Yeah, y/n. What's the dirtiest text you've ever sent to someone." He shrugs as he smirks and you lean up, pouring yourself a shot and taking it.

You wash it down with your drink and sigh, "That's for me to know and no one else to find out."

You grab a card, laughing slightly as you look at Kat, "Katrina. If you had to kiss someone who isn't your boyfriend, who would it be?"

She shrugs and laughs slightly, "That's easy."

Sam leans forward, "Oh is it?"

She looks at Sam, laughing as she points to you, "Y/n."

He raises his eyebrows, "Huh. Not where I thought that was going."

"Prove it. Prove it. Prove it." Colby chants quietly behind you guys and you look at him, "Maybe when I'm a little bit more drunk."

He chuckles, "Mhm."

Kat picks up a card, glancing at Sam before taking a deep breath, "y/n. What's your biggest turn off?"

You suck air between your teeth, "Probably insecurity. Like..for example.." you shift around in your seat, "..if I wanted to wear this out to a bar or something, who ever I'm with shouldn't get mad at me for it you know?"

Kat nods, "Oh hell yeah, girl. Like who ever you're with.." she glances to Colby and smirks, "They should know that you're only looking good for them. Not fight with you about it."

"Exactly. Yes." You can feel the alcohol settling in, along with Kat because you're both super giggly.

You pick up a card and read it. You can tell Colby is staring at you, you can feel it.

So you turn to him with a smile, "Colby."

"Y/n." He smiles and tilts his head as he brings his drink up to his lips.

"This is actually an easy one. Take three shots or quit playing." You watch as he nods, "Give me three shots."

One by one, you pour him shots into your shot glass and hand them to him.

"Still got it." He laughs and points, "Hand me a card please." You reach up, grabbing a card and handing it to him.

He leans back, "Kat. What is the biggest secret you kept from your parents growing up?"

She sighs, "oh no." You lean forward, "Oh Katrina. Do tell." You rest your elbow on your knee, chin in your palm and she sighs, "I was somewhere I wasn't supposed to be. I was to be at my friend Lauren's house but we were at a party in some persons basement.. drinking."

You bat the air, "Oh we've all done that."

"Really? You partied when you weren't supposed to?" Colby laughs, "I don't believe that." You roll your eyes and stand up, "Pause. I have to pee."

Kat laughs, "Enjoy your pee."

"You guys are drunk." Sam says, and you can tell he's moving to your chair.

You go to the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror. You take a deep breath, but you can't help but giggle as you think about Colby.

His hand around his drink when it really should be around your neck.

His rings pressing against your skin in all the right ways.

His lips, dragging up and down the skin or your neck.

You bite your lip, laughing slightly as you shake your head, pushing the thoughts out to do your business.

Once you're done, you make your way back to the room and take Sam's spot. You sit down, and they all look at you.

"What?" You ask pointing to your drink. Kat hands it to you and she shakes her head, "Nothing. We were just waiting for you." She laughs and hands you a card.

You read your card to yourself, smirking as you look at Colby, "What is your least favorite thing about me?"

Sam gives a low, "Oooh shit."

"Bold." Kat whispers and you can tell she's secretly cheering you on. She crosses her leg over the other, staring intently between you and Colby, "Well? Colby. Are you going to answer or.."

He smirks and shakes his head, "I'll say it. But I'm not saying it for everyone to hear."

Your heart rate picks up as you perk up, unsure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Where's the fun in that?" Sam groans, "Say it. Say it. Say it."

Colby reaches over, grabbing your arm to pull you over to him. You lean into him naturally and he rests his cheek against yours, whispering as quiet as possible, "The only thing I don't like about you, is the fact that you're not mine."

He slowly leans away, smirking at you as you look at him, "Really?"

He nods, "Yeah, it's real annoying, actually."

You look down as you try not to smile, but you fail so you cover it with taking a sip of your drink.

"What did he say?" Kat leans forward, almost falling off her chair but your laughing distracts everyone until Sam yells, "Colby!" He hands him a card, "your turn, brother."

Colby takes it, nodding as he laughs slightly, "this one is for both of the girls."

You and Kat look at each other, "Oh no."

"The girls must take three shots in a row, or quit playing." Colby tosses the card down and looks between you and Kat.

"Give me the glass." You hold your hand out and Colby gently places it in your hand, he still had it from when he took his three.

Sam pours both, you and Kat's shots and you clink the small glasses each time before taking the shots, laughing as you finish the third.

"They're about to be fucked up." Sam laughs and Colby shakes his head, "Yeah, yeah they are." He looks to you, winking as you lean back in the chair, "Kat, you can go."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

At this point, you all are feeling pretty damn good. If you stood up, you feel like you could fall over, but you had no issue moving closer to Colby.

The drunker you got, the more you wanted to be with  him. Next to him. Anything.

Kat and Sam are talking, reading the comments and laughing together as you and Colby have a quiet conversation behind them.

"Did you mean what you texted me earlier?" He whispers leaning in and you nod, "yeah..yeah. I did actually." You look up at him with a smile, "if I'm be-"

"Y/n!" Kat yells your name and you look over at her, "What?!"

She laughs, "Tell them.. tell them about when we went to the mall and that lady who walked into us."

Your eyes go wide, "Oh my god." You start to laugh, "We were walking out of the one store and this lady ran into us, started bitching that we needed to watch where we were going and not even ten seconds later, fucking walks right into the one sign." You laugh with Kat, "Fucking smacks her face and spills her coffee all over her white dress. Ah. It was hilarious."

Colby stares at you, smiling as he admires how pretty you are when you laugh, "She sounds like she deserved it."

You look at him, leaning over as you nod, "Oh yeah. Totally deserved it."

Colby leans in, whispering in your ear, "You know you're so pretty when you laugh." He leans back and smiles at you.

You roll your eyes and lean over, laying a hand on his knee as you support your weight to put your lips next to his ear, "I'd look even prettier under you."

You were way past feeling bold.

He laughs slightly, taken aback by what you said, "Really?"

He spoke loud enough to catch Sam and Kat's attention and he looks up at them. You look up at them and start laughing, "Oh my god."

"Wanna share with the rest of the class?" Sam laughs and you shake your head, "No not really."

Colby leans over, resting his head on your shoulder, "We're just having our own little convo back here so mind ya biz." He laughs and you laugh, resting a hand on his head as you lean into him more.

Colby moves his head up to kiss your neck and you giggle, laying a hand on his shoulder.

"Whoooaaaa colbyyyyy!" Sam drags out his yell, "Whoa whoa whoa."

Kat's mouth is open, staring as Colby leans up, "Oh stop it. How can you not look at her."

"Colby." You lean over, "You're drunk."

He leans in, close to your face, "So are you."

"So are we." Kat laughs as she leans forward, resting her head on Sam's leg, "This is so much fun though." She sits up, "We should play a game. Just one more game."

"Ooh, I'm down for another game." You bite your lip and nod, "Whatcha got in mind?"

"Most likely? The person that everyone votes. Drinks." Kat smirks, "Please."

"Only because you're so pretty." Sam reaches over squeezing her chin and she smiles, "Alright. Sam you start."

He chuckles, "Alright.. uhh.. let's see.." he snaps, "who's most likely to accidentally find a portal to another dimension?"

Instantly everyone points to Sam, laughing.

"Wh- oh come on." He groans, "Why me?"

"Because you're always going off on your own when we're doing investigations, Sam." Colby laughs and Sam sighs, taking the shot from Kat, "I walked into that one."

"Yeah, just like you will a portal." You mumble and fall over onto Colby's lap as you laugh.

Sam glares at you and Kat pats his leg, "She said what we're all thinking." She sighs, "Okay. I'll go." She leans back in her chair, "Who's most likely to get a random tattoo on a night out?"

Colby points to you while the rest of you point to him and he scoffs, "What the hell?"

"I honestly think I would, so I'll take a shot with you." You smile and take the glass, holding it up for Kat to pour you and Colby a shot.

He smiles, "Aw how sweet of you."

"You have no idea." You mumble as you cheers him, taking the shot like nothing, "Alright. I'll go." You set your glass down, biting your lip as you think.

You laugh slightly as you sigh, "Who's most likely to have handcuffs in the bedroom." You raise your eyebrows and smirk, "one.. two.. three."

You and Sam point to Colby and Kat and Colby point to Sam.

Sam and Colby look at each other and start laughing. Kat turns to you, "They have matching ones." You look at Colby, "Do you?"

He shrugs, "Maybe." His eyes move to you as his bottom lip pulls between his teeth. You raise an eyebrow, "Mm."

Colby leans back, "Who's most likely to lose their clothes on a night out?" His eyes move to you and everyone is pointing to you.

"Huh!? Why me?" You point to yourself, "I don't lo-"

"Yes you do. Last weekend you lost your coat and one of your shoes." Kat laughs, "I'm not judging but it would be you."

You laugh, "Okay. Okay. That- it was a coat and a shoe." You argue, "But fine. I'll take it."

"When you lose it here at least you'll know where to find it." Sam mumbles and you about spit out your shot, "Shut it, Golbach."

He laughs and shrugs, nodding to Colby, "I'm just saying."

Kat looks at the screen and taps Sam, "They want to know what you said."

"No." You say quickly, "It's fine." You laugh and rest your head back, "who's most likely to have a new ghost up their ass each week." You lift your head and look at Sam, "Hmm?"

"That is so.. that's so not true." He huffs, trying not to laugh. You tilt your head, "Oh yeah? Then why does everyone you do an investigation with say you're the one they'll go for?"

"You know what?" Sam sets his drink down on the desk and turns, staring at you while Colby and Kat are dying with laughter over you and Sam arguing, "Who's most likely to.." he pauses, trying to think of something, but just sighs, "I got nothing."

"Ha! Suck it." You laugh and sigh, "I need to lay down. Those shots are kicking my ass." You stand up, holding onto the back of Kat's chair, "Goodnight party people, y/n is tapping out."

"Night!" Kat yells before yawning, "Yeah I might.. I might be done too."

You walk out, hoping Colby follows you, but you can still hear him talking to Sam and Kat.

You bite your lip, making your way into his room, shutting the door quickly behind you. You turn, eyes scanning over his room as you walk over to his bed, unbuttoning your jeans.

You walk over to his dresser, grabbing one of his shirts and walking over to the bed. You toss it down, stripping down to just your panties before sliding his shirt over your head.

You move the blankets, sitting down and swinging your legs onto the bed before covering up. You move around, getting comfy before you take a selfie and send it to Colby.

You lay your phone down, turning away from the door as you hear footsteps coming closer. His door opens quietly and you bite your lip, not moving.

You feel the bed dip down next to you and you feel a hand lay on your waist, "Whatcha doin' in here, pretty girl?"

You slowly roll over onto your back, "Your bed is comfier than the one in the guest room."

"Is that so?" He brushes hair from your face, "You can sleep here anytime you want."

"I plan on it." You smile as you giggle and he tilts his head, "Yeah?"

You nod, "Oh yeah." You lay a hand on his, slowly dragging it up and down his arm, "So you really weren't the last person I texted.."

He furrows his brows, "Huh?"

"Kat was the last person I texted, but I wanted to text you so I just said you were." You look up at him and he smirks, "you're so pretty."

His thumb brushes against your cheek, "What made you change your mind?"

You let out a sigh, "I'm happy when I think about you. When I'm with you. Talking about you." You shrug, "You make me happy. I was just too stu-"

He cuts you off with his lips on yours.

He leans back slightly, "You're not stupid."

You laugh slightly, "If I wasn't we would have been to-"

"Don't. You had your reasons and now we're here." He turns your head to look at him, "Drunk in my bed.." he kisses your cheek, "Speaking those sober thoughts."

You laugh slightly, laying a hand on his cheek, "Mhm."

He turns his head, kissing the palm of your hand, "You have no idea how many times I've wanted to just come pick you up and bring you to my bed."

You bite your lip, "really?"

"Not even for sex or anything.. I mean, yeah.." he laughs slightly, "I've thought about you in so many ways, but mainly just to be with you. Holding you." His hand slides down your body, slipping under the covers, "Tell me to stop and I will."

"Don't." You say quickly and spread your legs, "Please don't."

He leans in, kissing down your neck, "Tell me what you want, babe."

"You." You whisper and look up at him, "I want you."

He slips his hand into the band of your panties, "I've dreamed of hearing those words."

You whimper slightly as his fingers press down to your clit, "Colby.." you moan quietly as he draws small circles.

"You're all I think about." He gently bites down on your jaw, "I swear, you've taken over my life but in the best way."

You turn your head, crashing your lips onto his, making out slow as he slowly slides his fingers down, dipping them inside of you

You dig your nails into his arm, arching your back as you pull yourself closer to him. You slip your hand down and slip them into his sweats.

He groans lowly as you stroke him, “That feel good?” His voice is low against your lips, “Tell me.”

“So, so good, Colby.” You squeeze his fingers, whimpering as you feel yourself growing closer to the edge, “Fuck..”

“Your sounds are so beautiful.” He leans back, moaning as you swipe your thumb over the head of his cock, watching as your face scrunches and your eyes flutter shut.

“I-I need you..” you whimper, squeezing your hand around his cock, “Please.”

“Let’s just take it slow, babe. We’ll get to that.” He kisses your lips, “I promise.”

You nod, tilting your head back as you moan, “Fuck, fuck.”

“Cum for me, pretty girl.” Colby rests his forehead against your temple, “You’re so close.”

You turn your head, looking over at him. He presses his lips to yours, moaning against them as you continue to slowly stroke his cock, “C-Colby.”

“All about you baby. I’m okay.” He speeds the thrusts of his fingers up, watching as you squirm under him, “Come on, pretty girl. You can do it.”

His words egged you to cum more, “Fuck.” You whimper and the knot that’s been working in your belly snaps.

You gasp, arching your back as your thighs squeeze his arm, “Shit, shit, shit.”

“That’s it, baby girl. That’s it.” Colby whispers as he peppers your face with kisses, slowly pulling his fingers out.

He brings them up to his lips, licking them off with a groan while you watch in awe. He reaches down, slipping your hand from his sweats and lays next to you, pulling you into him.

Your body fit perfectly into his, like you were made for him.

“I just want to lay with you.” He whispers as he twirls your hair, “We can get to that other stuff later.”

You weren’t going to argue with him. You’re just glad you’re there.

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