#colin zabel blurb

[spookievan]

undercover? or under the covers?

[yes-divine-ruler]

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Fucking yourself on Warren’s cock while he smokes a joint

Drunk Jimmy giving you head, and you’re a contortionist

Restraining Colin with his own handcuffs

It’s Halloween.. Your costume makes Tate horny

Tate wears a cock ring while he fucks your throat

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Tate Langdon 

Kit Walker 

Kyle Spencer 

Jimmy Darling 

James March 

Rory Monahan 

Kai Anderson 

Evan Peters 

Alex 

Colin Zabel 

Warren Lipka 

Stan Bowes 

Peter Maximoff 

Luke Cooper 

[milkiane]

lost time

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: mentions of food, awkward mare lol

word count: 1834

note: because colin is alive and well, watching marvel movies with you and reggie <3

a soft graze upon your forehead caused you to stir a bit from the slumber you were in. eyes blurred and mind still disoriented, you let out a puzzled hum.

colin sighed, his hopes of not waking you up went down low as you rubbed the somnolence away with your hand.

“go back to sleep, sweetheart,” he whispered, caressing your hair.

“work?” you mumbled, forcing back a yawn.

colin hummed, making you frown. as much as you loved seeing your husband at the peak of his career, all of his hard work finally paying off- making him one of the infamous detectives in pennsylvania, it didn’t mean you never longed to have his presence around more.

“can’t you have a day off? just f’today?” you asked, words slurring with sleep, “reggie and i missed you, colin.”

colin’s heart sank. he knew he was spending too much time at work again, only seeing you and his son whenever he comes home late from work, reggie asleep in his bed and you passed out on the living room from waiting up for him, or in the early morning before he goes to work.

“i’ll see what i can do, alright? mare and i have had plenty of information now and we’re so close to solving this case,” colin said, he paused for a bit to think, “but hey, i promise i’ll be home early today for some dinner date with you and reggie, maybe watch some movies if we have some time, is that fine?”

you mustered up a small smile, “sounds perfect, detective,” you leaned up to kiss him on the lips, “now go to work, we’ll see you later.”

with one last kiss on the forehead, colin brought the blankets up to your shoulders and left the room, going into the next one to take a peek at his son.

“mumma, where’s dad?” reggie, your three-year-old son, asked for the umpteenth time. dinner was ready; table mats and plates arranged, the cooked food you spent hours upon making served in your delicate chinawares, and chosen movies fiddled in the hands of your son.

before you could even answer him, the front door jingled, alongside the voice of your husband. you grinned at reggie and exclaimed, “oh- hey, see, daddy’s home!”

you turned back around to make sure everything was in order as your son waddled across the room and into the arms of his father, “hi there, li’l buddy!”

although when you pivoted around, the sudden arrival of another guest surprised you to the limit. mare sheehan, colin’s partner, was standing beside him, taking in the sight of your humble abode.

“oh,”

colin turned his gaze away from his son and to you. usually, the sight of you in his clothes, dinner ready, and soft music playing would have made him more laid back than he was at work, but seeing your hurt expression, dinner ready, and his son still awake, he knew he messed up.

he carefully placed his son back down, letting him shuffle back towards you, “y/n, i- work just caught up, and chief- chief said we have to- and we needed to talk- talk about the case, and i forg-”

pushing aside his stuttering excuse, you forced out a smile and looked at mare, who was just standing there awkwardly, “mare, hey,”

“hey, y/n,” she sent you a tight-lipped smile.

you grabbed reggie and placed him up in his high chair, “c’mon, dinner.”

colin stepped forward and tried to make you look at him, “y/n, i-”

you looked at him with a blank face and replied sternly, “sit down and eat, zabel,”

dinner was awkward and tense, to say the least. colin and mare were exchanging information and questions about the case whilst you were glaring at your husband every once in a while, feeding your son amidst the clattering of utensils and chatter.

there was a moment where silence filled up the room, the discussion of the case long over.

“delicious dinner you made, y/n,” mare cleared her throat, trying to diminish the awkward silence.

“yeah, dinner’s amazing, sweetheart.” colin agreed, trying to get to your best side by complimenting your cooking skills. he wasn’t lying though, it did taste immaculate.

“thanks, mare,” you replied, looking up for a second to acknowledge her, and only giving colin a side-eye.

you were still upset.

“auntie mare, you have cool nerf guns at work?” reggie asked, shaping his mashed potato into a small mountain.

mare blinked, looking between your son and you, “uh, yeah.”

“that’s cool!” reggie’s eyes widened in stupefaction, “you catch bad people like dad, too, auntie?”

mare hummed, sipping on the half-empty beer in her hand.

he whispered a small wow, before talking once more, doing an excellent job of clearing the aura of the room, “like spiderman? spiderman catch bad people, too, auntie! like a superhero,”

“mommy doesn’t catch bad people but she’s my fav’rite superhero.” reggie bragged, beaming at you as you wiped the potato off the corner of his mouth.

as your look softened, you kissed the nose of your son, “thanks, baby. that’s very sweet of you,”

colin smiled, slightly feeling bad for spending less time with his family. he knew that the case they’re working on is important, but he vowed that family always goes first and disregarded that- resulting in you and reggie missing him and colin forgetting that he has a family that he goes back home to.

smiling once more, you stood up, “c’mon, now, say goodnight to auntie mare, alright? we’ll get ready for bed and i’ll read you your favorite bedtime story, ‘kay?”

“but you said we’ll watch spiderman with daddy tonight,” he pouted, arms crossing as he slouched back on his chair.

you sighed, “i know i did, reggie, but daddy has some work to do. he needs to talk about catching the bad guys with auntie mare.”

“okay…” he frowned, raising his arms so that you could get him out of his chair, “good night, auntie mare and daddy.” you nodded politely to mare as you prepared your son for bed.

once he and mare finished off their deliberation on the case, colin got ready for bed and walked into your shared bedroom. seeing you curled up on your side, and asleep, colin sighed.

he never liked sleeping when he knows that you’re both going to bed with a heavy heart. the both of you always fixed things through before heading to bed. ending the night with soft kisses and cuddles.

but that wasn’t the case this time, so he got in under the comforters and turned off the lamp, debating whether or not he should wrap his arm around you.

deciding against it, he kissed your forehead instead and turned to face the other side.

reggie’s eyes slowly fluttered open, it was still dark outside. you promised that the three of you will be spending time together to watch spiderman once his dad got home, but reggie was too avid.

rubbing his eyes, he grabbed his plushie and opened the door of his bedroom, slowly waddling his way to your bedroom, whispering to himself to be careful not to hit anything.

a careful shake on colin’s arm woke him up, he let out a confused groan before begrudgingly opening his eyes.

“reggie? what’cha doin’ up, buddy?” he croaked out, rubbing his face in disarray. his gaze fell onto the clock, 02:34 am.

reggie slowly climbed onto the bed and colin opened his arms to bring him in, “just missed you so much, dad,”

colin’s heart ached. he carefully brought his son in the middle of the bed and let him cuddle further into his hug.

“mommy and i watch superhero movies, but i miss when you copy them in silly voices,” reggie mumbled, slowly feeling the sleepiness take over once more.

“‘m sorry, reggie, i’ll make it up to you and mommy tomorrow, okay?” said colin, he kissed his forehead and rubbed soothing caresses on his head to lull him back to sleep.

the chirping of the birds and the blinding light of the sun seeping through the window served as your wake-up call.

slightly turning around in bed, you sighed as you didn’t see colin in bed anymore. you didn’t know what to expect, of course he’d go back to work.

when you fully turned, you were confused to see reggie sleeping peacefully beside you, arms securely wrapped around his spiderman plushie.

you were about to stand up and make some breakfast when the door suddenly opened. the sight you’re suddenly seeing made you double-take, making sure that you weren’t dreaming.

colin carefully kicked the door a little wider, trying to balance the tray in his hands. when he looked up, he saw that you’ve already woken up, a dazed look on your face.

he smiled, “hey, you’re up. just in time for some breakfast in bed,”

“i thought you were at work,” you sat up, leaning against the headboard.

“made some calls with the chief a while ago, gave me the rest of the week off,” he said, he lowered the food tray on the bedside table and made his way towards reggie.

“reggie?” colin whispered, shaking the little boy a bit to wake him up, “reggie, wake up, buddy,”

he stirred a bit, whining at the sudden disturbance of his sleep.

“reggie, wakey-wakey,” he cooed, running a hand through his son’s hair, “hey, look. i made breakfast, we can watch a movie while eating like i promised, remember?”

“daddy?” he whispered, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to wake up.

“yeah, c’mon, sit up,” colin raised him slowly, resting him beside your arms, “there we go, now…”

“for breakfast,” he grinned, grabbing the tray and placing it on your lap. he grabbed reggie’s sippy cup, containing his favorite hot chocolate.

“choc’late?” reggie beamed, placing a hold on the bottle to warm his hands up.

“yeah! now, scootch over, we’ll eat together.”

glancing over your husband, a ghost of a smile appeared on your lips. you watched as your two favorite boys interacted, making up for lost time.

as reggie munched on his pancakes, a marvel movie playing on the television, colin sipped on his coffee and turned to look at you.

feeling the weight of his stare, you shifted your gaze away from the movie and stared right back, “what is it?”

he sighed, running a hand through his messy hair, “it’s just- i’m sorry, y/n. i know i haven’t been around much, spending too much time at work and little time with you guys. i just wanted to make it up to both of you.”

you smiled softly, placing your cup down, and leaned a bit to kiss his cheek, “s’alright, colin. you’re here now, and that’s what matters.”

grinning widely, the both of you turned your attention back to your son who’s babbling about how pepper potts and tony stark are like his parents.

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[quicksilverownsmysoul]

Idk if this is a prompt but I will just say: Colin def gives off “I will kiss all over your face as a private greeting” like shy about pda but privately spoils u

He so does! Working on some of y’all’s requests while I’m stuck in jury duty! Hope y’all like them 💕

Private Greetings W/ Colin

- He isn’t one for pda, never has been and never will be. He thinks that affections are intimate and should be done in private

- So many people will look at you all with confused looks, thinking that your relationship is very dull and loveless

- Only noticing that he holds your hand and nothing more, maybe a light kiss on the cheek in between conversation.

-But they are wrong, they don’t see how loving he is when y’all are alone. You are spoiled rotten on his affections alone

- You’ll just be walking a round the house doing random chores and he’ll stop you, hands reaching out for your waist. Making you giggle as he pulls you into his lap.

- He’ll murmur sweet compliments as he kisses your face all over, they are light and loving. He will absolutely melt if you do the same to him.

- Loves to sit with his head in your lap, eyes closed as you run your fingers through his hair. Fingers tracing his facial features as his lips kiss your open hand.

- Loves loves loves kissing your face all over, they can range anywhere from soft and sweet to erratic and joyful. Does it any chance he gets, just squishing your face as his breath tickles your skin. Squealing as you try and get away.

- Will definitely chase you around the house

- He’s not one for pda but he always makes sure that you know he loves you. And it doesn’t matter that no one sees him the way you do, cause that’s what makes it special

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[missmewts]

MASTERLIST+REQUESTING RULES

here you can find my masterlist, and the rules i have set in place when it comes to requesting a piece if writing

TABLE OF CONTENTS

AMERICAN HORROR STORY (30)

MARVEL (6)

STRANGER THINGS (3)

MARE OF EASTTOWN (3)

IT (3)

STARWARS (1)

PERCY JACKSON (1)

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (1)

THE BREAKFAST CLUB (3)

HEATHERS (2)

EUPHORIA (1)

AMERICAN HORROR STORY

playlists

suicidal-homicidal hotline//murder house

it may be friday the 13th, but its still friday//1984

tate langdon

headcanons

music//the evans

music//2//the evans

aesthetics//the evans

heights//the evans

the hunger games//the sarahs

hogwarts houses// the sarahs

positions//the sarahs

crush//the sarahs

ahs: red tide

prodigy//harry gardener

ahs: 1984

tourists//lavinia richter

social media// the counselors 

ahs:apocalypse 

congregation//michael langdon

ahs: cult

touch//kai anderson

untitled kai smut// kai anderson

bad dream, baby// kai anderson

member//kai anderson

white winter//winter anderson

ahs: roannoke

pretty//edward phillipe mott

ahs: hotel

maneater// the countess

discontinued kinktober blurbs//james march

ahs: freakshow

wed//dandy mott

ahs: coven

sloppy blow// kyle spencer

phone sex// kyle spencer

ahs: murder house

angelic//tate langdon

MARVEL

peter maximoff

safe//peter maximoff

safe//2//peter maximoff

thigh riding//peter maximoff

adrenaline//peter maximoff

james “bucky” barnes

drown//bucky barnes

tony stark

tired//tony stark

dadneto

period//dadneto

STRANGER THINGS

eddie munson

eddie my love//eddie munson

dork//eddie munson

robin buckley

one in the same// robin buckley

steve harrington

upside down//steve harrington

miscellaneous

truth or dare//the fruity four

MARE OF EASTTOWN

colin zabel

puppy//colin zabel

daddy//colin zabel

collar//colin zabel

IT (2017, 2019, 1990)

headcanons

the losers headcanons

richie tozier

problem//richie tozier

stan uris

tunnel of love//stan uris

STAR WARS

leia organa

beautiful//leia organa

PERCY JACKSON/HEROES OF OLYMPUS

nico di angelo

noodle duel//nico di angelo

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

headcanons

insomnia//the umbrella academy

THE BREAKFAST CLUB

headcanons

sick//the breakfast club

daddy issues//the breakfast club

affection//the breakfast club

HEATHERS

jason dean

daddy issues//jd

desensitized//jd

EUPHORIA

maddy perez

friends//maddy perez

I WRITE FOR…

american horror story

IT (2017, 2019, 1990)

stranger things

marvel

scream queens

the walking dead

the umbrella academy

mare of easttown

gorillaz

percy jackson/ heroes of olympus

ms. peregrine’s home for peculiar children (the novels)

they both die at the end (novel)

heathers 

mean girls

clueless

the perks of being a wallflower

love simon

ferris bueller’s day off

the breakfast club

back to the future

harry potter

star wars

disney

CHARACTERS I DO NOT WRITE FOR…

oliver threadson

mutt nutter

chef bertie

belch huggins

thanos

murdoc niccals

any of the olympians

draco malfoy

voldemort

palpatine

MY ART MASTERLIST

american horror story

tate langdon

zoe benson

[charlessxaviers]

Back open for requests!

Now accepting requests for: ⇢ American Horror Story ⇢ Colin Zabel ⇢ Peter Maximoff

Marvel Characters: ⇢ Peter Maximoff

AHS Characters: ⇢ Tate Langdon ⇢ Kit Walker ⇢ Kyle Spencer (pre & post-death) ⇢ Jimmy Darling ⇢ Zoe Benson ⇢ Madison Montgomery ⇢ James Patrick March ⇢ Mallory ⇢ Brooke Thompson **Might open for more, still catching up on seasons

Mare of Easttown ⇢ Colin Zabel

Types of requests: ⇢ prompts** (**when requesting please specify which prompt list & also to make it easier please write out the quote when requesting please! prompt list numbers: prompts #1, prompts #2, prompts #3) ⇢ blurbs ⇢ headcanons

Genres: ⇢ angst ⇢ fluff

Guidelines for requests: ⇢ no graphic depictions of self-harm/suicide/mental illness/ED/SA (can lightly touch the subject but nothing in too much detail) For AHS & Colin Zabel please request here!

*that link is for my ahs side blog! please request there! I haven't written in a really long time so it might suck but hey we'll see

[yes-divine-ruler]

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one-shots

smut

Your Fingers

Le Passion

fluff

Come Back To Bed

headcanons

Situationship with Alex

series

“Boy Next Door” Masterlist

All Parts (14/? posted)

colin zabel

one-shots

smut

Good Boy

Dirty Cop

Sexting w/ Colin Zabel

Mixed Signals

Babysitting for the Detective

warren lipka

one-shots

smut

Coffee and Sex

We Fucking Did It

Heartbeat

You Take Me So Well

angst/fluff

Doin’ Time x fem!reader ------ Part 1 , Part 2

stan bowes ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎

one-shots

smut

Daddy Issues

Your Mother’s Boyfriend —— part 1, part 2

Suspenders

Shopping w/ Your Sugar Daddy

drabbles/blurbs

nsfw prompts (1)

‎‏‏‎peter maximoff

one-shots

smut

Morning Head

A Helping Hand

fluff

Bright Star

‎‏‏‎luke cooper

one-shots

smut

Storeroom Sex

[milkiane]

peppered kisses

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: none

word count: 402

note: requested

it was one of those days wherein colin had his weekend off, where he didn’t feel like he had the weight of the filed cases on his shoulders. shoulders slacked, hair messy, legs crossed, and wearing the most comfortable clothes you could ever find in his closet. the couch being his eminent choice of solace.

soft music was playing in the background, colin had his head stuck in a book. eyes were scrutinizing every word on the page, mind getting lost amongst the life and difficulties of the narrator.

he only snapped into reality when you shut your laptop close rather apathetically. marking where he left off, he set the book aside and opened his arms in invitation.

your online classes just ended, hours and hours of cramming finally coming to an end. your sock-clad feet are idly sliding through the carpeted floor as you make your way towards the amiable embrace of your lover.

arms wrapped around you and legs tangled, you nuzzled your face in colin’s neck. your nose bumping into the skin, distinctly tickling him as he let out a soft chuckle.

“tired, m’love?” colin whispered, voice raspy from hours of not being used as he affectionately stroked your back. the shirt you're wearing, which was his, rising a bit from the caressing touches.

“very,” you sighed, you weren’t even sure if you bothered to organize your notes or plug your laptop off. it’s been a long day.

you inhaled deeply, taking in the scent that stuck to his shirt. a mixture of coffee blends and woody fragrance which never fails to give you a sense of comfort.

you started to pepper lingering kisses over the exposed skin of his neck, a love language to display the admiration for the man.

colin sighed blithely, letting his eyes flutter closed as you placed soft kisses across his jawline, “want me to read for you?”

“please?” you mumbled, snuggling closer to him.

pressing a kiss on your temple, he opened his book once more and started to read the passages aloud. you moved down a bit, resting your head on his chest, letting the sound of his voice and the beat of his heart lull you to sleep.

“i love you, colin,” you yawned.

colin smiled at your dopey state, he grabbed the blanket mantled across the couch, and draped it over the both of you, “i love you more, sweetheart.”

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[milkiane]

colin with kids

warnings: mentions of food

word count: 958

note: requested.

this man loves kids, he’s amazing with them, even those pesky and maddening ones. somehow, he knows just what to do to calm them down or have them listen to him. parents would think he was some sort of miracle worker.

he would talk to them normally. he would gush around them but would speak to them normally, none of the baby talks.

colin loves how the kids have the mindset on how the sky’s the limit.

whenever a kid would be brought to the station if ever they would lose their parents, colin is the one who would always be there to console them because the officers know he’s the right man for the job.

he’d treat them to an ice cream shop around the corner to cheer them up.

would bring them to his office after and bring out the lego sets and candies he has in store for situations like these. would play and build some legos with them to pass time.

colin has lego sets 🥺

anyway- every kid in easttown would know who he is. they love him, i mean- who wouldn’t?

and every mom because they would swoon over the hero detective every chance they would get. (and horny teenagers)

colin would want to have kids with you.

he would wait for the right time, of course. but if you aren’t ready, he would be alright with that.

he’s totally okay with being the cool uncle of your niece and nephews.

as soon as the kids see him, they would immediately tackle him from here to there, asking him to do this and that with them. you wouldn’t be able to see him until later on because he would devote his time to the kids- letting them do whatever they want with him.

they would be fighting for his attention, but he would have to tell them that he has time for each and every one of them.

now if you were willing to have kids with him, he would be on cloud nine.

colin zabel would be the best dad ever, no doubt.

colin would be there for you during labor, letting you squeeze the life out of his hand as he whispered sweet nothing into your ear, praising you for doing such a good job.

would have tears in his eyes once your son is born, he would carry him delicately and give your forehead a soft kiss for being so strong and for bringing your little bundle of joy to this world, REGGIE MALCOLM ZABEL.

colin would immediately be up on his feet once he hears reggie cry, no matter what he’s doing. cooking, watching, working, sleeping— he would put everything that he’s doing on hold to tend to his son, letting you rest, saying that you’ve done enough when you carried your son for nine months.

he would also fill up his phone and camera with baby pictures and videos of reggie, even when he does the littlest thing like gurgling.

colin would let you call him whenever something ‘life-changing’ happens.

“y/n, you have to call me if he says something, okay? or if he laughs at elmo, or tries to stand up, or-”

“i will, colin, okay? now get to work or else mare would get mad again.”

“right- i’ll see you two later.”

colin would always get home before reggie’s bedtime, he would always tell him a bedtime story. from the story of how you met to making up the most ridiculous stories, doing silly voices to amuse him, evidently making it harder for the both of you to make him fall asleep as he demands more stories.

anyway, reggie would grow up loving his dad to the extent. he loves you, too, of course, but the bond he has with his dad would always be beyond compare.

during career day, reggie would brag to his playmates how cool and amazing his dad is. he would also tell them all the stories about how his dad caught a lot of bad guys- and colin would be flustered and so so very happy that his son is proud of him. would also become flustered with how the single moms and reggie’s preschool teacher are swooning over him.

colin would sometimes let him come along to the station because he’s needed there at around 7 and reggie’s school starts at 8, so they’ll just bond there while colin’s doing some paperwork.

both of them having matching big coats … yes.

they’re always exchanging corny jokes, no matter what the other is doing, they would always crack one up. or no matter the occurrences.

“dad, i’m hungry,”

“hi hungry, i’m dad.”

“dAD-“

-

you, colin, and reggie would be bonding at the park. families and friends were out, having picnics, playing, and laughing.

walking around, yells and shouts of teenagers caught your attention but it was too late because as soon as colin turned around, a rapidly soaring frisbee hit him straight on the head, resulting in him groaning on the grass.

“dad! are you okay?”

but he only chuckled, while rubbing his forehead. there was a cheeky grin gracing his lips and a mischievous glint on his eyes, “i was wondering why that frisbee was getting bigger and bigger…”

“mom, is he okay?”

“then it hit me!”

“...”

“...”

“colin, if you weren’t too concussed right now, i would gladly hit you with that frisbee again,”

reggie only snorted and gave his dad a high-five.

and calling reggie his little zabel bagel.

“how was school, li’l zabel bagel?”

“dad- not here, can’t you at least wait ‘til i get in the car?”

all in all having a healthy relationship between the two. colin is an amazing father, no one can ever deny that.

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[milkiane]

princess’ approval

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: profanities, insecure colin, implications of sex

word count: 1109

note: colin, my beloved. requested.

“zabel!” mare scolded irritably, “this is the fourth time i had to pull you out of daydreaming, what the fuck is up with you today?”

colin snapped out of the trance he was in, rubbing his face in annoyance for slipping into another stupor, “i’m sorry, mare. it’s just that- i’ve got this big date tonight, the first one i’m taking out again ever since…”

pausing a bit, he shook his head a bit and sipped on his coffee, “i just don’t want to mess it up, y’know?”

mare sighed, tossing the case file aside, “look zabel, don’t fret it, just be your… usual happy-go-lucky self and bring her to bed at the end of the night-”

“mare!” colin’s cheeks flushed, slowly sinking onto the uncomfortable chair.

“what? my point is, there’s nothing to worry about, alright? if she’s the right one, then good for you. if not, then too bad.”

“i don’t know if this is supposed to be helping me,” colin groaned, massaging his temple to ease the headache he got from overthinking the possible outcomes, “mare, what if- what if she isn’t as excited as i am for this date?”

“i don’t think ‘excited’ is the word i’d use to describe you right now,” mare snorted, organizing her work table, “you’re definitely showing the wrong flags for excitement.”

colin ignored her, stressfully running a hand through his hair. too rough that he’s probably close to ripping his hair away, “what if i do or say something wrong? no- what if i’m just a distraction she needs, mare? what if-”

“zabel!” mare interrupted him, making colin lift his face away from his hands, “look, i’ve got a divorced husband who practically lives in my backyard and a booty call relationship with this writer, i don’t think i’m the one you should be babbling this to.”

colin made a disgusted face at the mention of his partner’s sex life, “mare-”

“just go get ready, zabel. i’ll take care of what’s left,” she dismissed him, getting back to rendering the file. she looked up for a moment, an aghast expression on his face, “what are you still doing here?”

“are you sure? shift doesn’t end until-”

“yes, i’m sure! now, go,” mare shooed him, watching as he gathered his things and his thermos. once she made sure that he left, mare leaned back against her chair and let out a chuckle.

bedroom unkempt and chaotic, you groaned in annoyance. your clothes were thrown around; on your bed, your chair, and on the floor. seemingly having an awful time trying to pick an outfit impeccable for the date.

flopping down on your untidy bed, you stared at the ceiling. you had at least an hour and a half before your date would come and pick you up.

and as if to save you from your own peril, your 6-year-old sister knocked and entered your room, “what happened in here?”

her pink and bouffant princess dress springing up with each step she takes. after inspecting your shameful room, she turned around to face the lump on the bed in which she calls her sister, “i thought you were going to meet with your prince charming, y/n?”

“i am, love,” you sighed, rubbing your face in exhaustion, “i don’t know what to wear. maybe you could help me?”

love lee beamed up in excitement, “yes!”

and soon enough, the both of you commenced a mini fashion show. music blasting from your speakers, clothes were thrown from left and right, trying to find the perfect getup to wear.

“this one? with these shoes or…?”

“no,”

“but you haven’t even seen outfit number two!”

clad in an ornate suit, bouquet of roses on the passenger seat, colin parked his car and stopped for a moment. he stared at himself through the rearview mirror, “you’ve got this, colin. you’ve got the flowers, a reservation for the restaurant, and possible things to talk about that would not grant you any embarrassment. just walk to the front door, knock, greet whoever opens the door politely, and open the car door for her like a gentleman. yeah.”

with one more intake of a deep breath, he got out of the car with the flowers in hand.

the door opened almost as soon as he knocked, as if whoever opened it has been waiting for his arrival for hours now.

although just when he was about to greet the person, no one was in sight.

that was until a little ‘ahem’ caught his attention. his gaze fell onto the little girl that he failed to notice. crouching down, he smiled at her, “hi there, is y/n around?”

love lee stared at him with a small smile, but before she could even answer about where her sister’s whereabouts are, the bouquet of pretty flowers caught her eye, “ooh! is that for her? those are pretty, mr prince charming,”

mr prince charming? huh.

picking up one stem of a rose, colin gave it to her, “a beautiful flower for a beautiful princess.”

the little girl giggled and smelled the rose, taking quite the liking to the prince who’ll swoop her sister right off her feet.

“is that him, love lee?” your voice echoed from the living room. you were trying to make sure everything was alright before leaving your sister at your friend’s house.

“i think it is, he brought some pretty flowers for you, y/n!” she replied, a big smile on her face.

making a turn to where the front door was, you couldn’t help but let a smile grace your lips, “hi there, detective,”

“holy shi-” he stopped abruptly, his eyes widening as he tried to recorrect himself, “holy sheep! yeah, wow.”

chuckling, you draped your bag and love lee’s over your shoulder, “would you mind if we drop my sister off at my friends? it would just be a minute, i swear.”

colin shook his head, “i don’t mind, don’t worry. just lead the way.”

but before you could even take another step, colin suddenly spoke up once again, “oh! these are for you, y/n,”

you smiled softly, grabbing the flowers from his hand, “let me go get a vase for these, thanks colin.”

once you were out of sight, colin still staring dreamily at the place where you once stood, love lee grabbed his hands and pulled it a bit, making the love-struck man look down at her.

“she likes you,” she whispered, evidently making every worry and distress colin once had disappear.

“you think so?” he asked, tilting his head a bit.

nodding in approval, the little girl replied, “i know so.”

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[milkiane]

lovers in the rain

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: none, pure fluff

word count: 510

there was something about easttown’s chilly weather that made it somewhat solacing. there were thick layers of clouds that cloaked the sun, mist heaved through the trees, and over the houses, masking the town in a spectral gray. the crisp air softly hitting your faces, the cold making your nose and cheeks glow a flushed red.

you and colin went out to take a walk around the neighborhood, hand-in-hand. the layers of clothes on both of you shielding you from the bittersweet weather.

“minus all the crime that’s happening, easttown’s a really nice neighborhood if you actually think about it.” you pointed out, watching as the kids play around, sharing wide smiles and laughter, making as many memories as possible.

“it is, isn’t it?” colin smiled, tilting his head to look at you. he kissed your temple and let you rest your head on his shoulder.

without haste, you continued to walk around, appreciating the time you have together, relishing the domesticity that you scarcely have.

a few minutes away from your home, the clouds started to cover up the sky with a murky overcast. one after another, droplets of rain started to pour down, drizzling those who weren’t sheltered.

when colin felt a drop of water hit the tip of his nose, he looked up to see the rain trickle lightly. with a dumbfounded huff, he shrugged off his huge coat and used it to cover it aloft the both of you, “c’mon, we’re gonna get wet!”

letting him drag you with him, the both of you laughed as the rain grew heavier. you abruptly stopped on your tracks, an idea striking as colin looked back at you in confusion. you were starting to get drenched.

“y/n, what are you doing?” he yelled through the pattering of the rain.

you grabbed his hand and removed the cover he had on his head, and let it pour down on the both of you.

laughing, you twirled around, the puddles on the ground splashing around and drenching the socks in your shoes. hair sodden and soaked from head to toe, colin grabbed your hand and pulled you to his chest. he slowly started to sway, not a care in the world as you slow-danced to the music of the rain.

you were too in love with the moment, too in love with each other to pay any mind to your surroundings.

you looked up, smiling softly as colin stared at you with adoration. he tucked a strand of your damp hair behind your hair before pulling you into a kiss.

it was slow, soft. a hand cupping the side of your face as the other pulled you closer to him. you wrapped your hands around his neck, lips moving in sync.

pulling back, he let his forehead rest against yours as he chuckled lightly, “if we keep kissing in the rain, one of us will catch a cold,”

“don’t worry about it, colin,” you smiled at him and whispered softly, “we’ll take care of each other like we always do.”

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[milkiane]

sleepy

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: slight ep 2 spoilers, mentions of food,

word count: 500

note: i feel like sleepy colin would be clingy. requested.

colin has been working his ass off from the moment he was transferred to easttown. his nightly routine of eating dinner at 7, spending some time with you from 8-9 while reviewing his case files, and going to bed at 10 has been altered to a great amount.

he was known to be a morning person rather than a night owl like you are.

hence the reason why he’s groggy the second he steps foot in your rented apartment. it’s been a long day; interrogating hormonal teenagers who did little to nothing to help solve the case.

shrugging off his jacket, he hung it on the coat rack and made his way to your bedroom.

“hey, love,” you greeted, not attempting to look up from your book.

a tired grunt came out from colin’s lips, walking in the bathroom to freshen up.

colin turned off the light and marched towards you.

“do you want some dinner, colin? i could cook something up for you,” you offered, slamming the book shut and sitting up properly.

“no,” he mumbled, crawling on top of the bed. he removed the pillow from your lap and laid his head on top of it, his arms slipping around your waist. he’s had countless cups of coffee that were supposed to keep him awake. it didn’t, although it made him stuffed.

“okay,” you chuckled, moving a bit to make yourself comfortable.

“have you eaten though?” colin asked, voice muffled.

you hummed, “mhm, had some mac ‘n cheese not too long ago,”

“great,” he grabbed your hand beside him and placed it on top of his head, gesturing you to run your fingers through his hair.

you smiled softly, doing as he beckoned. he let out a content sigh, allowing himself to finally have some shut-eye.

“how was your day, love?” you whispered, halting to see if he was awake.

it took him a few seconds to register your words, his exhaustion consuming him.

“alright, got a bunch of kids to question and,” he let out a yawn, his words slurring together, almost incoherent, “had a few information gathered.”

“yeah? how’s mare doing?” you asked, letting your head fall back against the headboard as you continue to massage his scalp.

“she’s- she’s okay. still reserved, but i think she’s y’know, yeah,” colin blurred, his body slowly shutting down, not used to staying up too late.

you chuckled softly, “alright, sit up for me, detective,”

he whined at your words but doing as you said anyway. you fluffed the pillows and brought the comforter up, “c’mon,”

you laid down comfortably and letting colin curl up beside you, throwing his arm and leg around you as he nuzzled his face in your neck.

you kissed his forehead and hummed a song, making it easier for him to fall asleep.

as colin’s snores filled the room, you took your time to admire the man beside you. your fingertips slowly tracing the creases on his face, “good night, colin. i love you,”

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[milkiane]

slowburn

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: mentions of food, mentions of alcohol consumption (wine), implication of introversion

word count: 1529

author’s note: thank you, @tatesimper and @evanmybeloved for helping me, ily. requested. idk if this was what you wanted but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless <3

different, you thought, preposterous.

a new version of yourself arising from the carapace of who you used to be.

it was odd, looking at your orthodox self on the mucky reflection of the living room’s mirror. a striving endeavor to get out of your comfort zone.

“you cleaned up rather nicely tonight, what’s the occasion?” your mother asked, a bag of chips in hand in preparation for her usual movie reruns.

you stared back at her through the mirror, “uh, yeah. i’ve got a date with a friend of mine, he’s coming to pick me up in a few,”

she had a teasing grin on her face, “ooh, who’s the lucky man, then?”

a soft rap on the door interrupted the conversation you were having. you and your mum exchanged looks before the both of you scurried towards the door, attempting to get there before the other does.

once you had a hand on the knob, you sent her a warning look before opening the door.

and behold came the fine view of colin in casual clothes, much different from his professional attire as a detective, and whilst you were too busy ogling at each other, your mother, who was rather being too nosy for your liking, is trying to get a look at the man.

“i- wow,” colin breathed out, “you look lovely.”

“she does, doesn’t she?” your mother finally peeked through your shoulder and looked at colin from up to down in approval, “oh! what a handsome young man,”

your face flushed in diffidence, as did he but you were too busy shooting your mom a look to even notice. clearing your throat, you gave colin a sheepish smile, “are we ready to go?”

“oh, yeah!” he grinned, offering a hand of his to hold, “shall we?”

your mother giggled, making you scrunch your nose up. you took his hand and stepped out, before you could even close the door shut, colin looked back once more and waved to her, “it was nice meeting you, mrs. l/n!”

colin brought you to a nice park just by the eastside, surprising you by grabbing a picnic basket and a typical red and white patterned blanket.

“i’ve got just the perfect spot for us,” colin murmured, “just around here somewhere.”

you smiled, basking in the golden hour of the afternoon, auric hues enchanting your face in striking ways possible, walking side by side with colin as you clutched the blanket against your chest.

children were running around the grassy field, not a care in the world as they continued to go wherever their legs take them. friends and family scattered around, each one of them stuck in their own worlds.

colin took the opportunity to admire you, the casts of the sun had you glowing more than ever, having you locked in a state of celestiality. an angel amongst the crowds of delinquents and liars — if colin had ever seen one.

feeling the weight of his stare, you glanced back at the man. he looked away immediately, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks in embarrassment from getting caught.

you bit your lip to prevent the smile from growing wider, but colin caught it and let his own smile adore his lips. he beamed up as he finally found the spot, “there it is, c’mon!”

colin led you towards the huge sycamore tree that provided the right shade from the sun, but still a perfect view to watch it set from the burnished and tranquil collisions of a burst of red and yellow in the night’s calm.

setting down the blanket, you helped him unpack the remains of the basket. a bottle of wine, sandwiches, pastries, strawberries dipped in chocolate and other varieties of picnic-friendly food.

once everything was ready, you poured some wine for the both of you.

colin watched you with a small smile, your eyebrows furrowed and tongue poked out in concentration as he felt his adoration for you grow immensely.

you handed him a glass and furrowed your brows, “what?”

he shook his head and took a sip, “nothing, you just look gorgeous,”

letting out a small laugh, you turned to look at him, taking a moment to admire his features. there was a tiny scar on his right eyebrow, an aspect that proves that even the most perfect of people could have specks of imperfections, “you’re a sight for sore eyes yourself, colin,”

half a basket empty and a tipsy little detective later, the both of you were now sprawled across the blanket. eyes focused on the fluffy clouds that were fluttering across the blue sky.

you had tons of theories on how this date could possibly go, but cloud watching with a man who got tipsy from a couple glasses of wine hasn’t ever crossed your mind.

“look, colin, that looks like a heart,” you pointed out, your heads nearly bumping into each other.

“oh, yeah,” he grinned, his eyes turning to the next bundle of clouds. one particular flocculent cloud caught his attention, his eyes beaming up in fascination, “hey, look! that one looks like you.”

“where?” you asked, tilting your head as you tried to find where his eyes were trained.

with a little bit of liquid courage left, colin grabbed your hand and pointed it out. for a second, you completely forgot about the cloud he was currently tracing while holding your hand, your attention is entirely directed at him. you felt your cheeks heat up, and you were quite sure it wasn’t from the cold breeze that easttown brought.

his lips were moving, but you couldn’t focus on what he was talking about. there were crinkles at the side of colin’s eyes whenever he smiled or laughed, a freckle on the tip of his nose, and dimples that were worthy of charming anyone.

“did you see the resemblance, y/n?” colin grinned, turning his gaze away from the clouds to see you already looking at him.

you snapped out of your thoughts, chuckling nervously as he caught you staring, “oh- yeah, yeah, i did,”

colin marveled at you, the slow overcast of the sun creating an ambient filter that could give the greek goddesses a run for their money? lightning? magic? colin didn’t know, all he knew is that not a single person or mythical physique could ever be as ethereal as you.

you smiled softly, turning away to look back at the sky, “oh, colin, the sun is setting!”

you and colin sat up, eating the leftover strawberries as you leaned against the tree.

your hands were inches apart, and colin was the first to notice, but not before he smiled at your lighthearted state. he let his head hit the trunk, slowly moving his hand closer, lifting his pinkie a bit on top of yours.

too shy to make a move, he left it there. you looked at your grazing fingers, staring at him momentarily before looking back at the sun, slightly moving your hand to intertwine your pinky with his.

to any beholders, all they would see is a casual couple, getting lost in their own bubble of love.

but for the both of you, it was more of a start of a new beginning, a teenage love experienced by two grown adults. butterflies in your stomach, bashfulness that causes rosy cheeks, and discretion to keep your heart from getting broken.

colin parked his car and rushed out to your side to open your door. the sun was long gone, the shaded colors of reds and yellows now consumed by specks of twinkling stars that coated the dark sky.

he walked you towards the front door and you turned to him with a bashful smile and said, “well, this is me,”

he chuckled, “yeah,”

seemingly not ready to accept that your date is over, the both of you stood there silently.

“i really-”

“today was-”

you both shared a laugh, “you go first,”

“i really had fun today, colin,” you confessed, interlacing your fingers together as you balanced yourself back and forth on the heels of your feet.

“me, too, actually,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair, “and i’m hoping that we could go out again sometime?”

“of course,” you smiled. the curtains from your living room got drawn open, in came the sight of your mother watching with anticipation.

you groaned in embarrassment, “i-”

he only laughed softly, with your head still turned away from him, colin leaned in a bit to kiss your cheek, “well, i’ll be staying in touch with you for next time,”

but when you turned to look at him, he pecked your lips by mistake.

colin’s eyes widened, stuttering out an apology, but you cut him off by pulling him into a sweet kiss, your hands finding their way on his face and one running through his hair. kissing back almost immediately, colin slowly wrapped his arms around your waist respectfully.

pulling back a bit, he leaned his forehead against your own, both of you unable to open your eyes for a moment.

“finally!” your mom exclaimed, “now this is a slowburn better than the movies!”

“mom!”

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[milkiane]

unparalleled solidarity

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: character death, angst

word count: 437

author’s note: there’s a reference to olivia’s song because i can.

he was everywhere, and he was nowhere.

the news, cups of coffee, kids on bikes passing by your house, the vinyl player, the chilled bottles of beer in your refrigerator, the sweaters in his closet … yourself.

he was everywhere, everything reminded you of him.

yet he’s nowhere to be found, he’s not here.

you and him, you were soulmates.

the missing piece to your puzzle, but how were you supposed to be soulmates if he has gone on without you?

you and him, you were twin flames.

one soul interconnected in two bodies, but what was your purpose now that his flame has burned out?

you couldn’t help but think how he took a part of you with him, the puzzle piece getting lost in a field of wildflowers, the glow of his fire getting blown out, the red string that connected the both of you getting snapped in half. you felt empty, numb.

one step forward, two steps back. the moment you thought the sorrow and misery were gone, it would ricochet and take you by surprise. another wave of sadness washing over you and messing up the progress you’ve made.

you wondered how you’ve managed to get this far, colin was your everything and they just had to take him away from you so soon.

the pain you felt was unbearable, incapable to get up and do anything when he’s gone and you had another day ahead of you, another chance to live this god-awful yet beautiful life. it was unfair.

you’ll always be seen staying up in the dead of the night, trying to convince yourself that he’s here, he’s okay, you’re okay, he’s just harder to see and feel than most.

colin’s favorite vinyl album playing on the record player, you were laying in bed, and waiting for your song to play.

silent cries and taciturn pleas of help emitting from you, trying to let whoever was listening take away the pain you were feeling. reminiscents of you and him slow dancing to the song, sharing loving kisses and blithe laughter as you swayed along to the melody of the love song. the song that perfectly described the relationship of the smitten couple, now bringing a bitter feeling to your fortitude, doing nothing to mend your broken heart.

how do you love again? when the man you’ve loved to the extent left you to your empty home, sitting by yourself on the loveseat that was meant for two, cups of coffee on the table with one empty and one left cold.

until you meet your lover again, woeful and heartbroken, you were.

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[quicksilverownsmysoul]

SFW headcanon for colin Zabel.. He entwining his fingers with the readers while making out.

Intertwined

His breath was hot against your face, he had broken the kiss to take a breath of air but you couldn’t help but reconnect your lips to his. You could feel him laughing against the kiss, one of his hands sliding down your face to grip the back of your neck. Slowly pulling you closer to him as his other hand reached for your open one. His fingers nimbly danced along your palm, teasing the idea of connecting his hand with yours. His hand fit perfectly, his fingers intertwining around yours. He gave a soft squeeze making you smile against his lips.

He pushed forward into the kiss, his eagerness getting the best of him. But you matched his pace, breaking away at the last possible second. You nestled you face into the crook of his shoulder, leaving a small kiss in exposed area of his skin. He hummed in content, squeezing your hand again, you returned it a silent sign of saying I love you to one another

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[milkiane]

detective dates

pairings: colin zabel x reader

warnings: mentions of coffee

word count: 420

note: requested

meek compliments, stolen glances, flushing cheeks, ‘good mornings and good nights’, it was a routine you slowly got used to as the new detective booked a stay at the hotel you were working at.

it was nice, at first- a handsome man showering you with attention that some people would normally shrug off as a gallant gesture.

but as the second week of the same custom, you slowly got tired of doing just that. you started to wonder if the insouciant man would ever put on his big boy pants and ask you out.

typing away at the monitor of the front desk, you watched as the clock ticked. waiting for the hand to strike at 7:20 am.

and like an interminable mundane, colin walked out of the elevator, looking all prim and proper with his work clothing. his badge determined to make any person acquiescent to match such a dignified face, “good morning, y/n,”

“colin,” you nodded politely, a smile gracing your lips.

“you, have a lovely day today,” he grinned and made a few steps towards the exit, although before he could even push the door open, he halted in his steps. he retreated back, jogging his way back towards you before he could cop out.

“hey,” colin started, pausing a bit to gather the words he wanted to say, “i was- i was just wondering if you ever wanted- wanted to go-”

“go out on a date with you?” you finished his sentence, making him snap his gaze towards you, a flabbergasted expression on his face.

he shook his head, “uh- yeah, how- how’d you know?”

“you’re not exactly the most subtle person, detective,” you smiled, admiring him under the lavish lights of the hotel, “was starting to wonder if i should take matters into my own hands and ask you out instead.”

colin chuckled a bit, “yeah, but i’m not quite familiar with the infamous places in easttown yet. would only want the best for a lovely girl like you, y’know?”

biting your lip to prevent the upcoming squeal, you looked up at him and offered, “well, if you’re up for it, we could always just go sightseeing and grab some wawa coffee instead?”

“sounds good to me,” he grinned, “uh- my shift ends somewhat late today, but are you free tomorrow in the afternoon?”

“i’ll make some amends, just for you.”

“yeah? i’ll see you tomorrow?”

“colin, you always see me. you stay at the hotel i’m working at,”

“right… well, i’ll see you!”

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