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“You think I’m hot?” {Colby Brock}
Quick blurb while I continue working on my requests ;)
Warnings: cussing
This gif is not mine creds to original poster.
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You were outside on the balcony with your boyfriend. You were both waiting for Sam to come over so you three could head to dinner. Colby was goofing around with you, making jokes when he told you to get out your phone and record a snapchat of him.
You agreed, pulling your phone out of your pocket and facing the camera towards him. “This one’s for you babe.” He said, turning his hat backwards on his head while rubbing his chin with his hand, biting his lip “seductively.”
“Holy fuck, is that a frat boy?” You joked, watching his antics as he continued to act all fake sexy for you. When you finished recording, and posting, the snapchat Colby turned his hat back around, laughing at your reaction.
“Is it bad that I thought that was kinda hot?” You asked, glancing over to look at him.
“Oh yeah?” He responded cockily, coming towards you and pulling you in by the hips until you were against his chest. “You think I’m hot?” He teased, staring deep into your eyes.
“Nah, not anymore. I think it was the backwards hat.”
The Demon Within {Colby Brock}
Request: umm colby brock as a demon you let into your home on accident i.e; ouija board or seance, and how his interactions with the reader would be. (im not saying i find demon!colby hot but yes i am.)love your stories btw!! <3
Warnings: cussing, demonic possession, violence
A/N: I’m so sorry for the long wait on this imagine. I finally finished up with my school semester so I will try and get back on top of writing and finishing up my last couple requests. I didn’t proofread this because I figured the wait was already long enough. Enjoy!
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It was just a normal day at your boyfriend Colby’s house. You had decided to spend the night because Colby had been messaging you nonstop about weird paranormal things happening around the house, especially in his room. You figured he was just on edge due to all the recent ghost trips him and Sam had been going on.
The Conjuring house in particular really fucked with him. He had dreams almost every night about being down there in that dark, cold basement, all alone. He would tell you that in the dream there would always be a tall humanoid figure walking slowly towards him, making the music box go crazy, but no matter how much he tried to escape he wouldn’t be able to move.
Although you believed it was all just his imagination due to the pure horror he felt that night, you were still super worried about him and never told him anything to invalidate his concerns regarding his situation. He was convinced that something strange was going on at the Sam and Colby house. He had told you that he would hear footsteps when he was the only one there. He said that he would place something down in his bedroom and swore that if he left and came back it would be in a completely different spot. But worst of all, he was convinced that the entity he would see in his dreams, would also be at the foot of his bed for a few seconds right when he would wake up.
So you agreed to go and stay the night at his place, hoping that your presence would calm Colby’s nerves and allow for him to get a peaceful nights rest, without experiencing anything paranormal. You had no idea that your plans for a peaceful night would go to absolute shit. You had both fallen asleep around 11:30 and Colby seemed visibly less anxious thanks to you. Nothing had happened leading up to your sleep and you were both passed out.
You felt some shuffling at your side which woke you up slightly but it wasn’t abnormal for Colby to move around a lot in his sleep. As you started to drift off again you heard slight mumbles coming from Colby. His head was kept flip flopping side to side on the pillow as he continued to speak. You couldn’t make out what he was saying but once your eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room you could see how scared he looked. You were about to wake him up when he shot upwards, sitting straight up in bed. Sweat was glistening on his forehead and his hair looked damp. “Hey, babe it’s okay. It was just a dream. I’m right here.” You spoke gently to him, rubbing circles on his back.
“What time is it?” He asked, his voice raspy. You pulled your phone off the side table, flipping it around to look at the time. You hit the power button, turning the screen towards his face. “Fuck, it’s 3:33… again.” He was clearly frustrated and you couldn’t blame him. Suddenly, he pushed his legs off the side of the bed, getting up and pacing the room. “Colby, baby, what do you want to do?” You asked him, watching as he continued to pace.
“Don’t hate me, but I think we should do a seance. Maybe we can figure out who or what is doing this to me and then it will finally stop.” He stated, clearing the table in front of his sofa, revealing the xplr Ouija board which he normally just used as a centerpiece. You got up and walked over to him, taking hold of his shoulder, causing him to face you. “I don’t know if that’s a very good idea… I mean it’s already devils hour. Do you really think that messing with a Ouija board right now is a good idea?” You asked him calmly.
Colby didn’t respond to your question. You knew he wasn’t doing it be be rude, he was just dead set on trying to figure out the recent hauntings. You sighed, taking a seat next to him as he finished lighting a couple candles around the board. “You’re lucky I love you.” You giggled, placing two of your fingers on the planchette. Colby smiled over at you, scooting his body as close to yours as he could, he knew you get scared easily.
“My name is Colby, and I am here with my lovely y/n. We are reaching out to contact whoever or whatever has been haunting my house as of recently. You’re not allowed to touch either of us, but you are allowed to communicate with us with this ouija board.” Colby said out loud. He began to ask if anything was there, or if anything wanted to communicate, and nothing ever moved the planchette.
After about twenty minutes of pure silence from the board, you both said goodbye and Colby felt even more hopeless than he did before. He rubbed his hands down his face, keeping his head held in hands as he continued breathing slowly. “I’m sorry babe” You said quietly, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder, slightly rubbing it.
“I want to do the Estes method.” He said, breaking the silence that was filling the room. You reluctantly agreed yet again. Whatever the “thing” was that was here had practically been tormenting your poor boyfriend. It had been showing itself for weeks and as soon as you try and figure out what it is you get nothing.
You knew that the Estes method always seemed to take a toll of Colby’s mental and physical health. You’ve watched the videos he has shown you and felt shattered seeing how pained his face was anytime he would listen to the obnoxious noise of the spirit box.
As Colby placed the noise canceling headphones on right next to you on the couch, you felt your heartbreak even more. Seeing his reaction to the spirit box in person was a whole new level of feeling shattered. After a couple minutes of silence, you had finally pulled yourself together to ask the first question.
“What have we been talking to these past few weeks?” You asked.
“The devil.” Colby immediately responding, slightly yelling due to him not being able to hear his own volume. Chills shot through your body at the instant response.
“Did you follow Colby home from the Conjuring house?” You decided to ask.
“Yes. Attached.” Colby spoke again.
“You’re attached to Colby?” You questioned, wanting to make sure if that’s what it meant by attached.
“Almost.” Colby said instantaneously.
You felt short of breath, fear taking over your whole body.
“I have one more step!” Colby yelled, still under the influence of the spirit boxes frequencies. Your eyes shot up to Colby, you hadn’t even asked anything and the entity still spoke?
“Devil! I’m here!” Colby shouted again, without any questions being asked on your end. You were at a loss for words.
“I’m done.” Colby said, but a lot quieter than before. He immediately took off the headphones, setting them on the coffee table in front of him.
“Oh thank god, are you alright? That was so fucking scary I have goosebumps all over my damn body.” You said, feeling concerned about him stopping so abruptly. His eyes remained straight forward, no emotion appearing on his face. You figured he was just in shock so you spoke up once more, “When I asked anything you would immediately respond, and it always made sense context wise. B-but then at the end… You were just sort of talking. I didn’t say anything and you were still speaking like I was asking you questions. I was about to get you out of it but then you stopped and-“
Colby’s head whipped to face you, his eyes throwing daggers into your soul. The normal icy blue color, that you loved so so much, were now completely black. You gulped, scooting closer to Colby, leaning your head onto his shoulder. He was probably just upset that nothing had changed.
As soon as your head had made contact on his shoulder he shot up off the couch, still not speaking to you. He walked off towards the wall length mirror that was placed by the closet, standing right in front of it. You immediately shot up too, following him to his side, “I’m sorry it didn’t work baby. Are you upset with me? Maybe I can try and go under and you could ask the questions now?” You asked, looking up at him as he remained looking in the mirror.
Still, without a word, his hand forcefully wrapped around your neck as he shoved your back into the mirror, pinning your body between him and the cold surface. “C-Colby!” You choked out, trying to reach a hand up and alert him that his grip around your neck was way too tight.
As you struggled to take hold of his strong hand around your neck he continued to squeeze it tighter and tighter, bringing his lips close to your ear. You could practically feel it touching your ear as he finally spoke, “Can you please just shut the fuck up.” But it wasn’t a question he was asking, he was demanding.
You gasped for air, your face turning red. You felt the coolness of his rings pressing deep into the skin of your neck. He finally let go, causing you to stumble forward. “What the fuck was that?!” You yelled at him. Colby would never lay a hand on you. He didn’t respond. He didn’t even look in your direction. “Colby?!” You yelled again, desperate for some sort of answer.
“I’m not Colby.” He finally said.
“You’re not Colby…” Sarcasm written all over you voice. What game was he trying to pull.
“I’m the devil.” He spoke again, finally facing you. His eyes were still as black as the night sky, no life escaping through them. You felt like you were gazing into a black hole. His tall body sauntered over to you. Normally, you never really took notice of the height difference between you two but in this moment his height felt extremely forbidding.
“Okay, that’s enough it’s not funny.” You were getting irritated with his act. It was already extremely late and honestly you were exhausted. You wanted to forget about the whole demon catching thing and just go back to bed, snuggle up in your boyfriend’s arms.
You continued to watch Colby, starring deep into his soulless eyes. Then suddenly, the turned a blood red. Okay, so he wasn’t kidding about being the devil… He quickly ran towards you, tackling your body to the ground, pinning your arms above your head. You legs flailed beneath him, screams echoing through the room as you called for Sam who was just down the hall.
“Sam! Sam! Help me!” You cried, your voice cracking from the high intensity of your yells. Colby’s moved your wrist into one of his hands, shoving them hard into the wooden floorboards. His other hand stealthily slapped over your mouth, trying to hush your cries. “Be quiet darling, I won’t hurt you.” His voice came out as a whisper. Tears streamed down your face, your legs still swinging beneath you, banging the floor.
Any noise that you could make was a good thing. After what felt like ages Sam bust through the double doors of the bedroom. “Holy shit! Colby!” Sam yelled, running over to your rescue. Sam practically threw Colby’s body off you, making him smack the ground due to the force of the push. Colby’s eyes remained red, now glaring at Sam. “He’s possessed! Help me tie him to the chair or something!” You said as fast as you could, just wishing for this all to be over.
Sam nodded, using all his might to force Colby onto the office chair. You swung open the drawers from the dresser, rummaging through all the miscellaneous shit that was kept within. You finally pulled out what you had been looking for, zip ties. You tossed them over to Sam, allowing him to tightly tie Colby’s arms to the arm rests, then doing the same to his feet.
“Go grab me the book that I have in my room! It’s in the xplr backpack we use for filming, please hurry!” Sam said to you. You did what he said, frantically digging through the bag to find it. You brought it back and watched as he flipped through the pages.
“I got this on the last trip we took. It’s like an exorcism book, I have no idea how to do this but I figured this is our best bet.” Sam told you, finally landing on a page. Colby yanked and pulled as hard as he could, trying to free himself from the restraints. His mouth began to foam at the sides and you felt your stomach churn. Everything that you had seen happen in all the scary movies was happening right in your bedroom, to the one boy that you had ever truly loved. You prayed to everything that Sam’s prayer would work to free Colby from this demon inside.
“Saint Michael the Archangel, defund us in battle. Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil; May God rebuke him, we humbly pray; And do thou, O Prince of the Heavenly Host, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan and all evil spirits who wander through the world for the ruin of souls. Amen!” Sam preached, yelling the pray straight at the devil taking form of your boyfriend.
Colby’s head dropped down, his whole body going limp. You ran towards him, dropping to your knees so you were level with his body. You raised his head up, brushing his dark hair out of his face. His eyes were shut and his lips were parted ever so slightly, it looked as though he was sleeping.
“Colby? Baby, can you hear me?” You asked softly. His eyes slowly fluttered open, revealing the normal color that they always were. He looked at you confused, with the dimmest sparkle, the look of innocence playing on all of his features. “Oh thank god!” You said, standing up and going to grab scissors. You cut Colby free from the restraints, wrapping him into a tight hug which he reciprocated despite the confusion. “What happened?” He asked, looking towards Sam as you remained wrapped around his body.
“You were possessed, I had to perform a seance on you bro. Are you alright?” Sam asked, coming closer to the two of you. You pulled away from the hug, telling Colby what happened. “I don’t know how but you got possessed when we finished up with the estes method. You were acting all weird and your eyes were black, and then you started to choke me. Your eyes turned all red and you tackled me to floor, I yelled for Sam and thank god you’re okay. I was so worried.”
“What? I did all of that? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you?” Colby asked, a hundred questions leaving his mouth.
“I’m fine, I’m just glad you’re okay. That was the scariest moment of my life, you better stop fucking around with the paranormal stuff for awhile I seriously thought that I had lost you forever.” You said, your eyes tearing up slightly as you realized how truly scared you were. Colby took you into his arms again, rocking you side to side.
“I’m so so sorry. I promise I won’t mess with anything for awhile. I love you so much.” He said, placing a few long kisses to the top of your forehead. You only wished that he actually meant what he said. You couldn’t imagine a world without him in it.
Truth or Drink {Colby Brock}
Summary: A blurb where Colby is invited to play truth or drink for Kian and Jc’s channel.
Warnings: cussing, mentions of sex, mentions of drinking
This gif is not mine creds to original poster.
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This was the video that was going to break the internet. Colby was asked to do a truth or drink video for Kian and Jc to post for their next video. Colby agreed because he always had fun filming with them and truth or drinks were highly requested of him, especially after the two he had done with Sam. Plus, you knew that Kian and Jc don’t hold anything back.
“Alright, next question. What’s the dirtiest thing you do to your partner during sex?” Kian asked. You choked slightly on your water, your eyes widening as you looked at the three boys from behind the camera. Colby let out a small chuckle, his hands grasped together as he discreetly looks over to you. He tucked his lips inside his mouth, recalling all the things that he had done to you just last night.
“I’m sorry, I’m gonna have to drink for that one.” He finally said, breaking the silence. He grabbed the bottle of Tito’s and poured himself a shot, throwing his head back as the liquid burned going down his throat.
“Oh god, I knew you and y/n got into some kinky ass shit.” Jc groaned, moving onto the next question.
Yeah, this video is definitely gonna break the internet…
the last thing i wanna do {Colby Brock}
Summary: When the reader and Colby get into an argument about y/n sleeping with Colby’s friend Nate, they have to have a discussion about boundaries within their relationship.
Warnings: cussing, angst, mentions of sex, mentions of blood
Song mentioned: the last thing i wanna do - Lil Peep
*Anything in italics is a flashback. Anything in bold is song lyrics*
This gif is not mine, creds to original poster.
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Everything that had happened over the past 24 hours was wrong. Everything about it, nothing had gone to plan. Colby was locked away in his room in the complete darkness, letting his thoughts consume him. You were far away on a park bench, hugging your legs into your chest as the bitter cold encompassed your fragile form.
Neither of you had ever planned for this to happen. Before the argument, it was a normal winter day. You had gone over to Colby’s, as you normally did since he was your boyfriend, and then it all turned to shit. Your relationship with Colby wasn’t your typical relationship scenario. The rules that you had set into place were incredibly minimal, leaving a little too much room for interpretation, which you both quickly found out.
“Who the hell is blowing up your phone?” Colby asked, snatching your phone off of the bedside table as you remained watching tv on the bed. You glanced over as you saw him scrolling through your messages, his face distraught over what he was seeing. “Is this who I think it is?” He questioned, keeping your phone glued in his hand. You looked back confused, “How should I know? I haven’t even looked at my phone.” He scoffed, shaking his head left and right.
“It’s Nate. Like my friend Nate right?” His voice was cold and venomous. You confirmed his suspicion, making him even more furious. He dragged his hands through his hair and then down his face, the anger boiling inside of him. “You had sex with Nate? Seriously y/n? You know friends are off limits. Why don’t you just go and sleep with Sam too while you’re at it?”
“You never said friends were off limits, and yeah we’ve slept together a few times. It gets lonely when you’re away on your trips and Nate’s a sweet guy, but I’ve told him to stop messaging me. He just wants to have sex all the time, I’m kind of over it. Plus, I would never sleep with Sam! Him and Kat aren’t like you and me, they don’t sleep around with random people and claim that they are dating.” You informed him, taking your phone back out of Colby’s hand, preparing to send Nate a text telling him to fuck off.
“You’ve slept with Nate a few times? And don’t even with the whole Sam and Kat bullshit, if him and Kat weren’t together I bet your ass would have sex with him.” He spit, putting extra hatred into the word ‘few’. “Yeah actually I would.” You played back, fed up with how Colby was reacting to the whole situation. “Get the fuck out. I can’t believe you fucking slept with Nate more than once… It’s bad enough you did it the first time. Just fucking go.” He said, pointing his finger towards his bedroom door. Your mouth hung open as you slowly stood up from your spot on the bed, “Fine.”
It began to sprinkle and you sighed to yourself. As if you weren’t already cold enough. You had sent Colby about a hundred messages telling him that you had cut all ties with Nate. Sure you still didn’t get what his deal was, but you would rather keep Colby and lose Nate than the other way around. You had received no reply. You figured you might as well just head back over to his and Sam’s place at this point. It was nearing midnight and all the stores you had spent your day stalling time in had closed.
The rain began to pick up significantly now and you had decided you’d had enough. Your jeans and t-shirt weren’t cutting it in the forty degree, rainy, weather. You stood up from your spot on the bench and started your trek to Colby’s place.
Colby was in the kitchen, bringing himself to eat for the first time since you had left the night prior. He had no energy to do anything all day, checking his phone a million times, reading over all the messages that you were sending him. He felt horrible for kicking you out, but he was stubborn and couldn’t bring himself to reply to you. He hated the thought of you and Nate together. He didn’t know why it bothered him so much, he hadn’t truly thought about his opinion of you sleeping with people other than him. He was beginning to think that maybe he just didn’t want to share you at all, despite the previous rules.
He didn’t understand how you could walk around with his hickeys covering every inch of your body just to sleep with someone else. Did they treat you as well as he could? Were they better? Did you need someone else to fulfill your desires? The thoughts almost made him more upset than the actual situation. As he went to start cutting his chicken, there was a knock on the front door. The sudden noise took over the silence, startling Colby to the point where he dropped the knife, cutting his palm by accident. “Shit.” He cussed, as the knocking happened for a second time.
When Colby opened the door he was genuinely surprised to see you standing on the other side. He took notice of your appearance, as you were drenched in rain, hugging your arms in hopes of creating some warmth. “I know it’s cold outside but the last thing I wanna do is let you in.” He stated, blocking the entry way with his body. You could tell immediately that the boy hadn’t gotten an ounce of sleep in your absence. “Baby please… It’s freezing out here and I’m so sorry I slept with Nate, please let me in so we can talk about this.” Your heart ached thinking about how much pain you caused him over this. You never wanted to hurt Colby, he was too good, too kind. “Baby you know I’m right… We really fucked up this time. All of the nights I’ve spent without you, thinking about how you’re with him… Baby you know I’m right, we really fucked up this time.” His words were almost colder than the weather. You wished that he would’ve told you how it made him feel when you were with other people, maybe then you could’ve taken your relationship to the next level.
“I know we fucked up. Can we please make it better? I can’t do this without you Colbs… I love you, only you. Not Nate, not anyone else, they were just placeholders. I tried to cover the void inside me by having sex with them while you were away because I thought that it would be less painful than being without you, but I think it just made me miss you even more.” Every word you said to him was true.
“You love me?” He whispered back, clearly shocked by the affection that rarely is shown between you. You shook your head ‘yes’, praying that he knew you meant every word. He gently pressed his lips together, in some form of a smile, as he opened the door for you. You rushed inside, throwing your arms around his neck, burying your head into his chest in a tight hug. He was quick to react, wrapping an arm around your lower back, placing his other hand on the back of your head, cradling your cold body. The sudden warmth of his body against yours brought a sigh of relief to leave your lips, finally escaping the frigid cold.
“I love you y/n.” He whispered yet again, placing a kiss on your head, swaying you side to side. As you pulled apart from the hug, you reached for his hands when he winced in pain. You flipped his left hand around to reveal the cut that the knife had given him previously upon your arrival. “Come on.” You said, dragging him up the stairs and into his bathroom.
You commanded him to sit on the side of the bathtub as you rummaged through his bathroom cabinets, in search for some bandaids, or honestly anything to help his wound. You came across some medical wrap and Neosporin, proud of him for actually having some medical supplies in case of an accident. You walked back over to him and sat down right beside him, recapturing his left hand in yours. “This is going to sting.” You stated, as you poured some of the Neosporin onto the cut, dabbing it clean with a cotton ball. He hissed, gritting his teeth as you cleaned the wound. “I know it hurts, I’m sorry. Almost done.” You said, finishing up by carefully wrapping the bandage around it.
“Thank you baby.” He smiled, placing his now bandaged hand on top of your thigh, using the other hand to pull you in for a kiss. You kissed back, eager to feel his lips on your own again. All the pent up tension from the past day fading away in that single instant. You rested your foreheads on each others as you pulled back from the kiss. “Why don’t you take a hot shower and I’ll give you one of my hoodies for when you get out? I’m sure you’re freezing in those wet ass clothes.” He said, getting up to go grab you a sweatshirt of his.
You smiled back, nodding your head. You were so grateful for him. And so as you entered the shower, and then snuggled up in some of his dry clothes, everything was right again. You promised each other that you were no longer interested in anyone else. And sure, the weeks when he is away on an xplr trip are going to be incredibly hard, but at least you knew that he would always come back to you.
Lil Peep Song Series
*I do not own the rights to the songs mentioned*
A/N: Some of these imagines may mention topics such as depression, drinking, or drugs due to the emotions inspired by the songs. I will be including specific warnings at the start of every individual imagine so you will know what is included. I just wanted to make a disclaimer because most of my other work doesn’t discuss the same topics, but I feel that they are important to write about because nothing in life is always sunshine and rainbows.
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Pumpkins {Colby Brock}
Request: Dad!Colby dressing his baby girl up as a pumpkin for Halloween
A/N: This request is so cute, sorry it’s a little short I had a hard time trying to make it long without feeling like I was writing unnecessary details
•anything in italics is a flashback!•
Warnings: None just fluff !
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It was finally Halloween and you were beyond excited. It had always been your favorite holiday, ever since you were a child. You loved how cool the weather would become, and how everyone in your neighborhood would go all out with decorating their houses to make them as spooky as possible, you loved the fall leaves and how they would crunch at your feet. If it could be Halloween all year round, you would have no complaints.
As you grew older your love for Halloween had only grown more. You had met your boyfriend, now husband, at a Halloween party about five years ago where you both instantly hit it off.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” You laughed as you had run into a tall boy in the kitchen of the loud party. You looked him up and down admiring his costume, although it was incredibly basic, you still9 had to admit that he looked great. “The best you could come up with was a demon?” You laughed again.
“Hey, I’ll have you know that I’m not just any demon.” He retorted, letting out a chuckle too. You raised your eyebrows at him, questioning what he meant about not being ‘just any demon’. His costume would be the first thing to pop up on google if you searched 'easy demon Halloween costume’, as he was only in a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a plain black t-shirt, black shoes, and to top it all off, a pair of black horns…
“Well you see, me and my friend Sam do these haunted exploration videos on YouTube, so clearly I’m a demon from one of the places we’ve explored.” He stated, proud of his costumes effort. “Ah, I see. So you’re a basic demon that you and your friend might have spoken to at some place.” You said, annunciating the words might, and some. You felt mesmerized as you looked into his blue eyes, he really was incredibly good looking.
“I’m Colby by the way.”
“Y/N, nice to meet you.”
And now, with you both being 30 years old, you were able to share your love for Halloween, and all the scary paranormal stuff, with your two year old baby girl. This would be her first Halloween where she is able to go trick or treating and she was beyond excited. Colby had insisted that she dressed up as a pumpkin since that was the nickname he had given her ever since she was born.
You had spent the past 20 minutes getting your daughter dressed in her pumpkin costume, complete with some sparkly tights, and tiny little black ballet flats. You had also pulled her hair into two little pig tails, in order to keep it out of her face as she zipped from door to door collecting various types of candy. You turned around on the bed when you heard a faint knocking on the bedroom door. Colby stood there with pure joy on his face, “Where’s my little pumpkin?”
“Daddy!” Your daughter yelled out, hopping off of the bed and running over to him. He scooped her up into his arms swinging her side to side, planting kissing all over her face as you giggled and begged him to stop. “You look so pretty, daddy did a good job picking out your costume.” He joked. “Yes he did.” You chimed in happily, joining Colby by hugging onto his side, admiring the adorable daughter that you had both brought into the world.
You were quick to begin trick or treating, you and Colby on either side of your baby pumpkin, you each holding one of her hands. You swung her slightly into the air with each step, causing giggles to erupt from her lips. Who knew that your love for Halloween could grow even more, all thanks to your two pumpkins.
Out Like a Light {Colby Brock}
Request: Ooo requests you say?? How about extra cuddly boyfriend Colby resting his head in your lap and you running your fi gers through his hair and gently scratching his scalp until he falls asleep?
Warnings: FLUFF
A/N: Second post for today, don’t mind me. I have 4 more requests in my inbox that I will hopefully get through before Halloween, so be on the lookout for those!
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Colby had spent all day, and all last night, editing a new Sam and Colby video. Every new video tops the last so Colby is always dead set on getting everything pieced together. You loved watching how excited he would get when he told you about what they had caught, and you especially loved when he would show you the footage. He would keep his eyes glued to your face so he could see your reaction to the footage.
But you can’t lie. Sometimes, you wished Colby would take a break from all the filming and editing. You could tell that when he was constantly working he would neglect his own personal health for the sake of creating content. He would barely sleep, barely eat, and he would constantly suffer from migraines and back pain from sitting at the computer all day.
You were sitting on the sofa in his room while he was at the desk on hour 5 of editing. It was nearing dinner and you prayed that Colby would take at least a small break to eat, considering he had already missed lunch… and breakfast. You glanced over to him at his workspace and noticed that he had his head in his hands, rubbing at his head and eyes.
“Baby? Are you feeling alright?” You asked, getting up and walking over to his office chair. He groaned quietly as your hand began to rub up and down his back. “It hurts again doesn’t it?” You continued. He shook his head up and down, remaining in the same position with his hands covering his eyes.
You carefully moved him out of the way by pushing over his rolling chair, your hand making its way to the computer mouse. You went up and clicked the save button making sure nothing would get lost when you shut off the computer. Once you were sure you saved all of his hard work you shut down the desktop. You then went and shut off all the lights in his room, knowing that the light made his migraines even worse. “Come on baby let’s go lay in bed for a bit. You deserve a break you’ve been working so hard all day.” You gently took hold of his hand to try and coax him out of the chair.
“But I’m so close to being done, just give me some advil and I’m sure I’ll be alright to finish it.” He whined, swiveling the chair back so he could return to his project. “Colby… You haven’t eaten a single thing today, you really think I’m going to let you take advil on an empty stomach? If you insist on finishing the editing tonight can you please just pause for dinner?” You bargained with him. “Fine… But only if we can get Chipotle.” He agreed. You let out a small laugh as you pulled out your phone so you could order the food.
Your order arrived about 40 minutes later. “I didn’t realize how hungry I was until the food got here.” Colby stated, taking the last bite of his food. “Yeah, you’re awful at taking care of yourself. I don’t think you could survive without me honestly.” He smiled at you, letting out a chuckle. “Hey, that is not true. Well, maybe a little. Thank you baby, I appreciate it. I hope you know that.”
“I guess you gotta get back to editing now huh?” You questioned, dreading the anticipated answer. His lips pressed together into a straight line as he nodded his head ‘yes’. You glanced down at your lap briefly before meeting his gaze again, “Okay Colbs, have fun.” It sucked that he spent so much time on the computer. You were so happy for him but you knew how much of a toll it took on his well-being. Plus, it meant that you would have to sit around and wait for him to be done. You made your way to the previous spot you had claimed on his sofa, turning on a movie. Maybe Colby would be done before the movie finished and you could spend some time watching it with him by your side.
Halfway through the second movie of your choosing he had completed his day long affair. You glanced over at the sound of movement and noticed him walking towards you on the sofa. You gently smiled, patting the space next to you, encouraging him to join you. His hair was disheveled and the dark bags underneath his eyes were extremely prominent. He sat down next to you, leaning his head to the side for it to rest on your shoulder. You placed a fragile kiss atop his head, and then resting your own against it. “Baby?” He whispered, moving slightly so he could see your face. You lightly hummed in response, silently asking him to keep going. “My head really, really hurts…” You frowned at his statement, you hated seeing him in so much pain.
“Alright baby, it’s okay. Why don’t you lay here?” You said softly, knowing that loud voices or noises often made it even more excruciating for him. You patted your hands on your lap, signaling for him to lie down. He slowly obliged, placing his head on your lap, facing towards the TV in front of you. Your left hand rested on his upper arm, while the other made its way to his dark locks of hair.
You carefully ran your hands through it, giving his scalp a massage to help alleviate the pain. His hair was so soft to the touch, so it seemed almost therapeutic to run your fingers through. He left out small hums as your fingers continued to rake through the beautiful brown hairs. He moved so that he was laying on his stomach, arm wrapped behind your back on the sofa, his head remaining towards the television. He wiggled slightly, making himself as cozy as he possibly could, “I love you y/n, thank you for everything.” His voice trailed off slightly at the end, letting you know truly how tired the poor boy was. “I love you, just go to sleep.” You whispered. And soon enough, with your hand still tangled in his hair, he was out like a light.
