#colin zabel oneshot

[am3ricanh0rrorwh0re]

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 | 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐙𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥

paring: colin zabel x virgin!fem!reader

cw: nsfw, smut with little plot, gentle sex, dom!colin, basically just him guiding you through sex, not proofread (i apologize if this is poorly written, i’m trying to power through and push stuff out for you guys)

“Yep, you’re okay,” Colin chuckled, making sure you were comfortable as he removed the last article of your clothing. His arm was on the small of your back, his other hand on the back of your head as he laid you down gently against the mattress.

You lay naked on his bed, sighing shakily. When you’d told your boyfriend that you were a virgin, he was..shocked to say the least. But nevertheless, was willing to help. After a long day at work, he was pretty tired, even while you begged him to teach you. Reluctantly, he gave in, still trying to make your first time ‘magical’.

Colin sighed, breathing out slowly, as if trying to ready himself instead of you. His cock wasn’t exactly aching or throbbing, it was more or less just..hard. That was, until it made contact with outside of your sex, a small throb moving through his length.

“It moved-!” You squeak nervously, looking up at him. “Why’s it moving-?!”

“Means i’m turned on by you,” He chuckled tiredly, the same little awkward noise coming from his throat as he brushed some hair out of your face before moving his hand down to your chest. His large hand sat on your skin, his thumb moving gently over the warm flesh, moving up and down as you took in breath and released it.

“Breathe, okay? We don’t even know if it’ll hurt,” He smiled down at you, placing a small, chaste kiss on your lips. His hand moved to one of your, both of your sets of fingers intertwining as he pinned your hand down to the bed.

“Ready?” He asked softly. You nod back, taking a deep breath, trying to relax your body. Your relaxation was cut off when you felt his tip inside of you. You let out a small squeak, feeling something being stretched the further he went in. You didn’t know your own anatomy at this point. Right now, you only knew panic.

“Colin, Colin-“ You whimper, squeezing his hand. You could tell he panicked the moment he heard the nervousness in your voice. He held your hand tightly, looking down at you for further instruction.

“You okay? Hey, are you okay?” He asked gently, not moving his hips just yet. He wanted you to get used to the feeling of being full. You slowed your breathing, nodding as you looked down between your legs. The poor guy wasn’t even fully in yet, most of his length just sitting out in the open.

“Keep going..” You say softly. He nods, leaning down more over you.

Colin’s lips met your neck, pressing soft kisses against the warm flesh of your neck, leading up to your ear. He finally pushed himself all the way in, leaving you to let out a breathless moan. You felt something inside of you, sort of like a pop, or a break. Not a painful one, just a feeling in the slightest that you barely even noticed. He pulled out with a soft sigh, preparing to go back in, when you stopped him the moment you saw blood. It was only a slight bit, and you wouldn’t have noticed if you weren’t in panic mode, but it was enough to trigger responses in your brain.

Colin furrowed his brows in confusion, looking down at your face. “What is it?”

“Blood..” You mewl softly.

Colin’s eyes widen before he finally sighed. He stroked your hair with one hand, kissing your forehead. “You’re not broken or anything, don’t worry. I just popped your cherry,” He chuckled, smiling against your skin.

You let out a small sigh, looking up at him. You lay your head back, closing your eyes once again, feeling his hand squeeze yours as he started to move again. You open your eyes in the slightest, feeling a knot forming in the pit of your stomach. You’d never had an orgasm, not even a self induced one. And you could tell how hard Colin was trying to get himself there too.

His eyes were squeezed almost shut, his eyebrows furrowed as he clenched his jaw. Colin sped up his pace a little, taking sharp inhales through his teeth. He chuckled softly when he noticed he hit your g-spot, watching your whole body jolt for a second as a surprised moan escaped your mouth. He sped up his pace further, feeling your body tensing.

You gripped his hand tightly, your hips bucking as small sounds of pleasure fell from your lips. Your cunt clenched around him periodically, trying to grab at his shaft, not wanting to let him go. You tilt your head back, screaming and howling in pleasure. Your eyes roll back as you grab at your surroundings, panting sharply as you felt your orgasm wash over you. Colin didn’t finish, but he smiled softly as he heard the sounds you were making. The sounds he caused you to make.

He pulled back, planting soft kisses to your face in an effort to comfort you, to bring you back down to earth from your first orgasm.

“Felt good, right?” He smiled, kissing your cheek gently.

You nod, whimpering softly. “Agh— Again- w-wanna go again-“

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[layla4567]

~MASTERLIST~

i opened requests btw (sorry if it took me a while to answer them)

🔥: spicy/smut ❤️: fluff 😢: angst (just a little)

Marvel

Peter maximoff:

Imagine with quicksilver ❤️

One shot/ Peter maximoff ❤️

Imagine: a relaxing shower 🔥

You know what I mean ❤️

I'm not doing it 🔥❤️

Nursing day ❤️

Loki:

Headcanons of Loki ❤️

Imagine with Loki 🔥

Headcanon: Loki as a dad ❤️

Nightmare ❤️

Headcanon: Loki notices that you are on you period ❤️

Celtic ballad ❤️

In the meadows 🔥

The waterfall 🔥

SFW alphabet ❤️​

NSFW alphabet 🔥

I don't trust you 🔥

Plushie ❤️​

Dance for me 🔥

You're being mean ❤️​

Awful things to you 🔥

Shoot ❤️​

The stars are closer ❤️​

A merry christmas (lokius) ❤️​

Mobius meet your child with loki (uncle mobius) ❤️​

LOKI SERIES (OTHERS CHARACTERS)

Too close (Brad wolfe/Hunter X-5) ❤️​

Scars (Brad Wolfe) ❤️​

Steven Grant/Marc Spector/Jake Lockley:

Little imagine with Steven Grant ❤️​

I'm just a librarian (canceled) ❤️​

headcanon: the boys with pets ❤️​

Bucky:

Headcanons of Bucky ❤️​

Adam Warlock:

Would you help me? ❤️

Adam Warlock headcanons ❤️🔥😢

Drabble (wandavision AU) ❤️

Teach me ❤️

Namor:

A lullaby, a lotus flower and a cardinal ❤️

Evan Peters

Colin Zabel:

Magic night 😢🔥(it's just suggestive)

Vaccines are good ❤️

Evan:

Lingerie ❤️​🔥​

Birthday girl ❤️​🔥​

The bear

Luca:

Working together ❤️​

Will Poulter:

Behave well 🔥​

Gotham

Jeremiah:

That's how the money works 🔥​(suggestive)

Lewd pollen🔥​

Bruce Wayne

Let me take care of you ❤️​

Star Wars

Cal Kestis:

May the force be with you ❤️​

I'm right here 😢​❤️​

Are you afraid of the dark?

Mr. Tophat:

My Ballerina 😢​❤️​🔥​

Are you lost? 😢​

The hunger games

Coriolanus Snow:

Until the birds stop singing 😢​❤️​

One Piece Live Action

Opla boys with a short reader headcanon ❤

Time for hugs (Luffy sfw drabble) ❤

Sanji with a mechanic reader headcanon ❤

The straw hats hearing your laugh for the first time ❤

Sanji with a fem reader with long hair (headcanon) ❤

The medical (sanji) ❤

Me gustas tu (Luffy) ❤

Until we meet again (Mihawk) ❤🔥

Sweet as peaches (Sanji fluff drabble) ❤

Until we meet again pt2 (Mihawk) ❤

A whole new world (Shanks) ❤

A whole new world pt2 (Shanks) ❤

The straw hat with a spanish speaker ❤

Wild west au/ monster trio 🔥

Opla men with a spanish speaker pt2 (mihawk, buggy and shanks) ❤

Sanji with a reader who loves to collect trinkets (headcanons) ❤

Morning routine with Sanji ❤

Take off the sails

Monster trio buying sanitary pads ❤

Valentine's day is for fools ❤

Until we meet again (final part) ❤🔥

Old men with a short reader (buggy, shanks and mihawk) ❤

Halloween costumes with the straw hats ❤

REQUESTS

Hot cocoa (Hunter D90-Loki series) ❤

I'm right here (Cal Kestis-Star wars)

Dance for me (Loki-MCU)

My silly little man (Mobius-Loki series) ❤

Visitors (Mobius) ❤

Sanji with a rapunzel fem reader

Are you lost? (mr.tophat)

A little bit of mischief (D90 loki series) ❤

OTHER

Ken (Barbie 2023) with a reader who wears glasses ❤

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[my-own-walker]

On The Other Line - Epilogue

note: sorry this took so fucking long i literally forgot about it lmao. many thanks to the anon that reminded me.

summary: the happy happy ending, marital bliss and such

warnings: none, just like fluffy stuff

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The vanity mirror in front of me lit up my face unforgivingly. I sat staring at my reflection, all too critical of the person staring back at me. Sighing, I picked up my moisturizer and got to work. An attempt to not feel so gross.

It had been years since Colin and I made the promise to each other to be together. 6, actually. 6 years ago to the day.

The date held a certain significance to both of us. Exactly two years after Colin's plea for us to give things a try behind the library, we got married. It was a small ceremony in the Easttown Fire Hall, the cheapest venue. The reception began as soon as we said our 'I do's.' We cleared out the makeshift 'altar' and it became our dance floor.

Small, yes, but also beautiful. I wore a vintage gown. A yellowing babydoll fit floor-length dress with deteriorating lace detailing and sheer fabric sleeves. It was my grandmother's. Colin had only proposed a few months prior. He was so excited to marry me, we rushed the whole ceremony. Looking back, I wouldn't have it any other way.

He wore a deep blue suit. He stood so stiffly at the altar it was as if he was in the police academy again. He cried as he said his vows. We danced all night in mutual bliss, surrounded by our closest family and friends. My Uncle Nick cried, too, when he made his speech, harkening back to the night we first met in his bar. It made him happy to take ownership of the beginning of our relationship like that.

Our first dance was to 'Waterloo Sunset,' by The Kinks. I didn't want anything sappy. Colin cried regardless.

Our tradition became going on a date every year on our anniversary as if we were only first dating again. We owned a house together, yet he'd still show up at the front door and ring the bell, flowers in hand like he was picking me up for our first date. He'd go visit his mom for the afternoon and get ready there, all so he could make things seem authentic. I loved how fresh it made things feel.

Only this year, I actually had butterflies. Not first date jitters, of course. No, this year I had a secret. One I was going to tell Colin about at dinner, or whenever it felt natural, I guess. Putting the brush down, finally satisfied with my work, I opened the bedroom closet to see a dress with a note attached to it.

'I saw this and thought of you. I can't wait to see you tonight. Love, Colin.'

I giggled to myself at his terrible handwriting. I unpinned the paper and brought it to the box I kept all of Colin's handwritten notes in. The dress was a precious brown floral mini-dress with a ruched chest and a white Peter Pan collar. There were puff sleeves and a tie in the back. It was exactly something I'd wear. My heart swelled when I noticed the price tag on the sleeve (the actual price hastily scribbled over by Colin) and saw it was from my favorite vintage store in town.

I slipped it on, softly praying it would fit, and to my surprise, it zipped up with no issue. A wave of nerves and nausea hit me. I doubled over slightly, scared I'd ruin the dress, trying to let it pass.

The doorbell rang so I forced myself to straighten up, slip on some shoes, and meet my 'date' at the door. I turned the knob and saw Colin standing on the step, wearing a brown shirt that matched the color of my dress perfectly under a suit jacket. His tie was knotted pristinely, signaling to me that it was his mother's handiwork. He had a bunch of daisies in his hand, my favorite type of flower.

'Holy shit,' he breathed, drinking me in.

'Oh shut up,' I giggled, feeling shy like I was a teenager all over again.

'That thing looks fuckin' awesome on you,' he grinned. 'I did a good job.'

'Ever the humble man, Zabel,' I quipped.

'Well, Mrs. Zabel, shall we?' he suggested, extending his hand to guide me out of the door. We walked arm-in-arm to the car, daisies now in my hand. He was sure to open the door for me demonstratively, further playing up the chivalry.

The restaurant he picked this year was a pretty good distance from home. I wasn't surprised to see it was an Italian place when we arrived. His favorite. The meal went well. It was a place we'd never tried before but we both ended up loving it.

Shortly before the dessert menus came, Colin produced a small box from his jacket pocket along with a handwritten letter.

'Colin, you didn't have to do that,' I whined.

'Uh-huh, yes I did,' he smirked. 'I don't wanna hear none of that shit, you're my wife and I want to spoil you.' He slid the box over the table to me and gestured with his hand for me to open it. I looked down and weighed the object in my hands.

I looked up at him, gazing through the strands of hair that had fallen in front of my eyes disapprovingly, knowing he spent all too much on an insignificant 4th wedding anniversary. I opened the tiny black velvet box to reveal a pair of dainty gold dangly earrings. One a sun, one a moon, each one possessing both of our birthstones.

'These are beautiful, my gosh,' I breathed, getting all choked up. 'I didn't get you anything nearly as nice!'

'You didn't have to get me anything, gorgeous,' he replied with a smile.

I took the earrings out of the box and put them on, then took a moment to admire how they looked on me using my phone's camera. I grabbed the letter off the table and slipped it into my purse for safekeeping.

'If I read that here I'll probably cry so embarrassingly we'll never be allowed back,' I laughed. 'Now my gift to you.' My stomach lurched at the thought. I couldn't exactly pin down why it made me so nervous to tell him my secret.

Colin took the card out of my hand and opened it. It was a regular anniversary card, but I made a very intentional writing error.

'The 3 of us have an amazing year ahead?' Colin read aloud.

'Mm-hmm,' I nodded, smirking.

'Who's the third?' he laughed, trying to make fun of my mistake. I didn't reply. I just sat there smiling until I saw the look of understanding wash over his face. 'No...'

'Yes,' I grinned.

'You're pregnant?!' he exclaimed, as calmly as he could, given we were in a public setting. I nodded. 'How long have you known?' His words came out in a breathy whisper. Tears brimmed in his eyes. He couldn't contain his smile.

'Just a couple of weeks. I figured it could wait until today.'

He sprung out of his seat and came over to the other side of the table, taking me by my hands to pull me to my feet.

'We're gonna have a baby,' he declared as he wrapped me in a tight embrace. 'I'm gonna be a dad.'

He pulled away, holding me at arm's length, looking at me with sparkling joy in his deep brown eyes. I had never seen a smile so big on his face. I was at a loss for words. His utter delight with the news told me everything I needed to know about our future.

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The happy ending Colin deserved :') I'm literally so sorry I forgot about this story idk what happened lmao. Thanks again to the anon that reminded me and thanks to all of you for your continued patience!

[kit-walk3r]

Rewatching Mare of Easttown and wondering if I should add Colin Zabel to my list of people I’ll write for 🤔

[hatelangdon]

Tearsdior Masterlist 💫*ੈ✩‧₊˚

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ A compiled list of all my series, drabbles, & oneshots Started on 10-02-2023

Tate Langdon

Modern! Post Death! Tate Headcanons

Pegging Tate Langdon

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

Kit Walker

Fragile - Angst

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

Kyle Spencer

Sick!FrankenKyle pt 1 , pt 2, pt 3

Unsaid (Pre Death Kyle opens up about his trauma)

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

Jimmy Darling

Nothing Yet

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

James Patrick March

Nothing Yet

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

Colin Zabel

Nothing yet

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

"The Evans" - this is mostly just reactions and Drabble posts about all the characters

Nothing Yet

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

[akillerbeforeyou]

super hot intro post

amelia, she/they, 19 years old, trapped in the midwest.

used to write on wattpad and decided i wanted to start writing again so here I am! feel free to send in requests and I will get to them as soon as possible (which shouldn't be long considering I have nothing to do)

who i write for:

evans characters: tate, kit, pre and post death!kyle, jimmy, kai, and austin.

others: dandy, sally, misty, lana, possesed!sister mary eunice, the countess

i'm an american horror story writer so ill probably stick to those characters for the most part, but I'm also down to write for other evan peters characters (ex. quicksilver, colin zabel) so go ahead an request!

what i write: usually i only write fem!reader but I'm open to writing gender neutral. i don't do heavy descriptions of what the reader looks like (race, size, etc.) because I don't feel educated enough to. i do both smut and fluff oneshots, I haven't tried my hand an angst but I might in the future.

please let me know if you want to be moots!

[gredandforgeweatherby]

Colin Zabel

Oneshots:

None yet...

Series:

The Flayings of Easttown Colin Zabel x BAU!oc Not set in a specific season if CM, set a few years after s1 of Mare of Easttown

Headcanons:

None yet...

[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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what kind of music do you think colin zabel likes?? some ppl have said oldies like frank sinatra or paul anka, i was thinking more alt like, the smiths or the cure, sorta pop

I personally don’t think he would listen to oldies, like I just can’t see him doing so, he has way too much bottled up energy to enjoy that. I think he listens to classical music but only when he works cause it helps him to focus and the drama of it all really sets the mood.

But when it comes to his personal taste I do agree with you he totally listens to pop and alt. He would really be into The Smiths and The Cure (his favorite song by them would definitely be Friday I’m in Love. I can’t decide which Smiths song would be his fav). He would also would really like The Who, and Billy Idol. He also likes KISS (but like some of their softer and like funkier songs, like New York Groove by Ace Frehley. Also don’t ask me why but I also feel like he’d be into really cheesy pop music. Like he likes the songs call me maybe and teenage dream a little too much (probably sings them on his way to work, or hums them under this breath).

I bet he has about a million playlists tho, cause like even tho those are his favorite genres he likes a little bit of everything and has playlists with a little bit of everything.

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9am- Your phone buzzes with the daily ‘mornin! heading off to work, have a good day and call me at lunch! love you to the moon and back ❤️’ text from your fiancé, Colin. You enjoy seeing this every day, it makes you happy. It reminds you everything is normal, and that Colin’s safe.

12:30pm- You head out to your car, sitting yourself on the leather of the drivers seat as you pull out your phone. You find your fiancé’s contact name: ‘Colin ❤️’.

“Ah, here he is..” You say with a soft smile, typing out the words ‘heading off to lunch, call me when you get this so i don’t interrupt your work ❤️’.

1:15pm- Colin didn’t call you at lunch. He didn’t even see your text. He was busy with work, it’s okay, you thought to yourself. But still, not even seeing the classic ‘read’ under your text made your stomach churn with anxiety

4:25pm- A phone call from Mare tugs you away from the work at hand on your laptop. Your fingers dart suspiciously to your phone, answering with hesitation.

“Hello? Mare?” You ask, your voice wavering with nerves. Mare sighs on the other line, the breath full of emotion.

“Y/N…God, i’m so sorry…I didn’t want to be the one to tell you, but…Colin, he— He passed…about 20-25 minutes ago…”

He. Passed.

Those words felt like a bullet to your soul, like someone had ripped your heart from your body, plunging a knife into it repeatedly. Your stomach clenched, your heart faltered, your eyes filled with tears. He couldn’t be gone. It just wasn’t possible.

Your phone clatters to the ground, your body along with it. A few coworkers rush over to you as you fall onto your knees on the hard floor, barely even having the strength to cry. He wouldn’t want you to cry. No, not for him. It would break is heart. You called his phone almost 110 times for 3 hours straight

8:00pm, 4 hours after Colin’s death- It was real. It was all real. Your theories, your prays all being shot down the moment you saw Colin laying naked on that metal slab, his waist and below covered by a white sheet. His eyes were closed, his skin was pale and cold, the blue of his veins showing in the slightest. That hole in his head, the way the bullet was placed in the center of his forehead.

You held his mother’s hand, her body trembling with sobs and choked back wails. You couldn’t bring yourself to cry. You knew it wasn’t what he would’ve wanted from you, or from his mother. You knew he always thought he wasn’t worth fussing over, crying over. But that still didn’t stop your tears from flowing softly down your cheeks, dripping gently down onto his face as you stood over him.

6:00pm, two weeks and 4 days after Colin’s death- There he was. And God, how handsome he was. Your love, your baby, the man you were gonna marry, laying in a casket adorned with flowers. You knelt before the currently opened casket, looking down at his face, the makeup covering his face gently, making him look as if he was alive. As if his body was still warm.

You planted a small kiss to the rose in your hand, ripping the head of it off. You left a slight bit of stem as you tucked it into his blazer pocket. Your hand grazed his, his skin feeling lifeless and cold as you pulled away with a small gasp.

“I love you, Colin…i’ll call you on my lunch break, okay..?” You say softly, the lump in your throat forcing emotion to break through at your words.

3:30pm, two weeks and 5 days after Colin’s death- Your black heels crushed the soil you stood on, staring down at the hole your fiancé’s casket was slowly being lowered down into. You held onto his mom’s hand, you and her being 2 of about 17 people there. You threw a rose down into that goddamn hole. You didn’t want him in a hole. You wanted him with you. Tears flowed steadily down you cheeks, a small sob escaping your lips. His mother pulled you into a tight hug.

“I know…I know…” She said, her voice barely audible. His mother started rubbing your back as you heard the first shovel of soil hit the wood of Colin’s casket.

7:49pm, 4 weeks after Colin’s death- “Hi, honey,” You smile tiredly, clutching your engagement ring that hung on a slim chain around your neck. You were sat on the cold grass in front of Colin’s grave, probably sitting on top of him. You stared at the black stone that his headstone was made of, your hand reaching out to touch it gently

Colin James Zabel

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Colin Zabel x Reader where the reader gets in a slight car accident (it’s not severe). BUT detective Colin to the rescue speeds his way to the collision and acts like she’s been seriously injured (when she’s only got little bruises). Rushing her home and taking care of her for the day. Just a very protective Zabel 😌

I'll Get To You

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warnings: mentions of car accidents, injuries, and a disgusting amount of fluff.

Omniscient perspective...btw.

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Y/N did nothing wrong. As soon as the light turned green, she drove straight, as one does. That was until some idiot in the opposing traffic lanes turned left straight into the back of the right side of her car. Her car spun out dramatically. She slammed on her brakes and her tires screeched, protesting against the sudden activity.

She was okay, minus some scratches and bruises on her face and arms from the airbags deploying.

The other driver was on his phone when he crashed into her. His car was totaled. He was also okay, though. His negligence, however, completely crushed her taillight and right side bumper.

Overall, they were both super shaken.

Y/N was just thankful to be alive. Grateful for the drivers behind her who had the wherewithal to stop dead in their tracks as soon as her car started spinning. No other cars were involved. It was a miracle everything turned out the way it did.

Police arrived on the scene quickly and ushered the involved cars off the road to a nearby gas station, Y/N and the offender in tow. She didn't even grab her phone from the car. Just the necessary documents to get the situation sorted.

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'Uh we got an 11-79 on Newtown Road, on the northbound side,' the police radio rang out in Colin's car. It was around 9 pm. He was driving home from an emergency call to investigate a case he was working on. He was excited to get home to Y/N. They had big plans to sit on the couch and watch the new episode on Succession while eating way too many snacks.

'Tan Nissan sedan and green Subaru hatchback involved, change to 11-80,' the radio scratched again. Colin's heart dropped. Green Subarus are not common.

Y/N had a green Subaru. 11-79 means accident, ambulance dispatched. 11-80? Accident with major injuries.

His shaking hands reached for the mic. Giving his badge number, he asked 'what's the plate on the Subaru?' voice trembling. They wouldn't think anything of him asking that. Just in case it was relevant to his murder investigation, they'd give him any information.

'3 - 9 - 8 - Whiskey - Echo - Kilo.'

Her fucking license plate number.

Colin immediately took a right on the road he was on, turning on his lights and sirens to make a clear path for himself. His heart and mind raced as he sped along the road, trying desperately to get to Y/N on Newtown road.

He drove nearly 90 miles per hour down the backroads of Delaware County, thinking of nearly every possibility. He couldn't imagine the sight of here hurt. His stomach churned realizing that this could be very, very serious.

He got to the scene of the crash within minutes. He pulled up onto a scary scene. Two ambulances were already there. Two other officers and their cars were there, too. Pulling closer, he realized that the cars had already been moved from the road and into a parking lot. Her car was in bad shape, and so was the other guy's.

His eyes welled as he thought the worst. This was something he never wanted to experience. He parked and ran to the scene. Y/N was sitting upright in the back of an ambulance on its platform, legs dangling off the bumper. An EMT was tending to her, cleaning a wound on her face.

'Baby!' he shouted, jogging up to her. 'Y/N are you okay?' His brow furrowed, twisted into a look of sheer concern. His stomach was still a pit.

'Colin, hey,' she sighed, relieved that he was there.

The EMT stepped aside to give them their moment, leaving with a quiet 'you're good to go.' Colin stepped forward and took her face in both of his hands, staring tearily into her eyes.

'Baby, I was so worried. I heard on the radio in my car. I got here as fast as I could. Are you hurt? What did they say? Where's the other fucking bastard, I'll kill 'em. I'll-' he rambled.

'Colin, my love, I'm okay. I promise. Just bruises and scratches on the both of us,' Y/N assured him.

'Was it him? Was he the one that hit you?' Colin spat loudly, pointing in the direction of the offender.

'Shh, Colin, yes, it's okay. My car will be okay, I will be okay, I promise,' she whispered.

'I swear, Y/N, I will kill the son of a bitch. How dare he hurt you?' Colin dropped his hands and rounded on the man, who was speaking to the officers that were already on the scene. 'What the fuck is wrong with you, bud?'

'Zabel. Zabel. Enough,' Officer Clark said, putting a hand out to stop Colin.

'And you, calling this an 11-80? Are you stupid? I was terrified!' Colin yelled.

'No, Zabel, this was always an 11-81. Get your radio checked out, maybe the signal cut out on the 1. Minor injuries. Now get the fuck out of here before I tell Chief Carter, huh?'

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The drive home was short. Colin rode with the lights and sirens on to get people out of his way. He just wanted Y/N to get home quickly and safely.

He guided her inside their home, making sure his hands never left contact with her body.

'Colin, I promise, I'm fine!' Y/N protested.

'Yeah uh huh, tell that to the gash on your forehead,' Colin insisted. 'On the couch, now.' He sat her down and grabbed a blanket out of the ottoman, wrapping her in it tightly. He rushed over to the kitchen and poured her a glass of water.

'What am I going to do with you?' Colin asked as he delivered the water to the coffee table in front of her. 'I love you so much, Y/N. You are so important to me. I can't lose you.'

'And you won't,' she smiled. 'I promise. I'm okay.'

'You look cold, let me get you another blanket,' Colin said, planting a kiss on her lips. He grabbed a second blanket from the back of the armchair in the room. 'Do you need a painkiller or something? I'm gonna turn the heat up I think.'

Y/N laughed from her blanket confines. 'How am I supposed to drink this if my arms are all wrapped up!' she chuckled. That chuckle turned into more of a cackle when she saw Colin come sprinting back into the room, pillow in one hand and a bottle of Advil in the other.

'I got it! I got it!' he declared. He propped the pillow up behind her and put down the medicine bottle, picking the glass up and bringing it to her lips. She could barely drink, she was laughing so hard.

'Colin, baby, this is why I love you,' Y/N laughed.

'This is no laughing matter, lady! Take your medicine,' he protested.

'You are so loving, and caring, and beautiful. I promise you, I'm all good,' she smiled.

His expression softened. He put down what he had in his hands and planted a giant kiss on her lips.

'Sorry, I got a little carried away, huh?' he resigned. She nodded, still smiling softly. 'Hah, 'm sorry sweetheart, I just want you to be okay.'

'And I am. Now can you please let me out of this straight jacket so we can cuddle?' Y/N asked.

'Oh, you don’t have to ask me twice!' Colin exclaimed, loosening the fabric's grip, hoisting her onto his lap.

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Yay! This was such a cute one. Thank you for the request! I described on of my own car accidents, lol. Personal experience pays off! 😅

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You mentioned you could flesh some of the Evans as Parents out into oneshots and asked if anyone would have interest in some in particular... well I gotta say that dad Kit and dad Colin are way too adorable hahaha... if it's okay could you write oneshots for these two parenting pretty please? thank you 💗

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I’ll Always Be Here (dad!Colin Zabel x fem!reader)

A bad case really shakes Colin up and he needs to be with his little girl.

Warnings: mention of a child death (the same one from Colin’s case in MoE)

Note: My first Colin fic! It’s a little short but I hope people still like it. Also I had no clue what to name Colin’ daughter so I went on a random name generator and got Millie. It’s cute so it works 🤷‍♀️

It had been a tough day, one of those days you just want to forget. One of those days you never wanted to face. Colin had to do the unthinkable today. He’d had to tell two parents that their ten year old daughter had died, the girl they still hoped was alive out there. After months of investigation she had finally been found, just not in the condition Colin, the parents and probably everyone hoped for. It had been an awful day.

After hearing about the breakthrough in Colin’s case you knew you couldn’t go to bed before he got home, knowing that he’d need your support as soon as he stepped through the door. So, after you’d bathed Millie and put her to bed you settled down on the couch and put on some random movie, waiting for Colin to come home.

It was 2am when he finally got home, and you were still awake on the sofa waiting for him.

Colin looked utterly defeated as he stepped through the door. His face was pale, dark circles were under his eyes and just the way he held his body was sad. You were instantly up from the couch and pulling Colin into your arms, hugging him. His arms automatically wrapped around you and he clung to you tightly, pressing his face into your neck. You felt a dampness against your skin and you realised he was crying.

“She was only ten,” he cried and you tightened your hold on him, just being there for him. He needed you right now, and you were going to be the best comfort you could be.

“You found her, Colin,” you murmured, pulling back from the hug to look him directly in his bloodshot eyes. You cupped his cheek. “You found her and you brought her home.”

“But not alive,” Colin’s voice was barely audible, but you could still hear the heartbreak. He sniffed and wiped his eyes free of tears. “Is Millie in bed?”

You nodded. “Yeah she’s been asleep for a few hours. She went down straight away tonight. No fuss.”

Colin cracked a smile. “That’s my girl,” he said softly. “Do you mind if I go see her?”

“Colin, you don’t need to ask,” you rolled your eyes before pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Of course you can go see her.”

You knew why Colin wanted to go and sit with Millie. He’d always popped his head round the door if she was in bed when he got home from work, just to see her and make sure she was okay, but the past few weeks he’d been spending a lot longer in there. Some nights he’d sit in there for hours, not wanting to let Millie out of his sight. This case he was working on had made him paranoid, and although Colin and Millie together was such a lovely sight, it also broke your heart, knowing the stress and heartache he was going through trying to find this poor girl. You just knew Colin was imagining what if the missing girl was Millie.

Colin made his way to Millie’s room. It was lit up with a purple butterfly shaped night light which illuminated Millie’s tiny face. He grabbed the rocking chair from the corner of the room and dragged it so that it was next to his daughter’s bed, so he could sit and admire her and remind himself that Millie was home and safe.

“I’ll always be here for you,” Colin murmured as he softly ran a hand over his little girl’s barely there hair. “No matter where you are, or how old you are. When you’re a grumpy teenager who wants nothing to do with her dad. When I’m old and you’re the one pushing me around. When you don’t think you need me anymore. I’ll still be here. I’ll always be here.”

Colin’s eyes began to water once again at the thought of what he had seen today and he quickly wiped away the tears with his spare hand. “You’re my absolute world,” he whispered to sleeping Millie. “You’re everything to me. I’m so lucky to have you, Millie Zabel, and I would do anything for you, anything you want me to,” he wiped his eyes again. “And I’ll never let anybody hurt you.”

He pressed a kiss to her sleeping head, before getting up and heading to his own room where you were waiting for him, making sure to leave the door open a crack so he could hear if his little girl needed her daddy.

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