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samandcolbyownme · 23 days

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sam and/or colby ideaaaa !!

y/n gets stood up on a date and sam or colby meets her at a bar she goes to and cheers ber up

can be fluff or smut idc !

Warnings: swearing, mention of alcohol consumption, friends to lovers

Enjoy!

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You sat at the table set for two, alone.

Two hours in, you let out a sigh, realizing that you’ve been stood up.

Your phone vibrates on the table and you hoped that it was a test from Nate, but it wasn’t. It was just Sam, So how’s the date going?

You leg put a laugh, looking up as the waiter comes by, “Would you like another glass, Miss?” You shake your head, “No, I’ll just take my bill for the ones I already had. “

He nods and you look back down at your phone, Oh yeah. So much fun. It’s been just me the last two hours?

Sam instantly starts replying and not long after his message pops up, Are you fucking serious? What a dick. I’m sorry, y/n. Is there anything I can do to help?

You bite down on your lip, Actually. Would you want to meet me at the bar down the street from your house?

The waiter brings your check and you pay before gathering your things and walk out to your car. You get in, starting it up and you look down to see if Sam answered.

He did, I’ll be there in ten.

Once you arrive to the bar, you walk in and you smile as you see Sam sitting at the bar. You walk up to him and sigh, “Boy, am I glad to see you.”

Sam look over at you, a smile growing wide on his face, “Hey, y/n.”

You sit down and Sam pushes a drink over to you, “You sounded like you needed this.” You smile and nod, taking the glass, “I did.”

You take a sip and sigh, starting in on how done you are with dating apps and anything to do with dating in general.

Two hours, and few very strong drinks later, you find yourself walking back to Sam’s house, “Thank you.” You giggle as you walk beside him.

His hand stands steady on the small of your back as he smiles, “For what?”

You look over at him, “because you came, when i needed someone to rescue me.” You smile and he shrugs, “You called.”

Your eyes move from his eyes to his lips and you sigh, “Remember how I said I was done with dating?” Sam nods, “I sure do.” He chuckles and tucks hair behind your ear, “Still got another shot left in ya?”

You smile and nod, “I’m thinkin’ I do.”

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meeyhk · 2 months

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Rette mich era (2006)

#emo #2000s #tokio hotel #emo boy #bill kaulitz #rescue me #tom kaulitz #early 2000s #eyeliner #2000s emo #perfection

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coloradocharmiegirl · 6 days

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Chapter 42 here --New 4/20/24

Summary:

With Armie heading out to fight the wildland fire at Murphy Creek, Timmy faces some uncomfortable truths about what loving a firefighter really means, and makes promises, to himself and others, about how he'll make sure they never end up in such a mess again.

Excerpt:

Timmy reached up and brushed a finger over his medallion, the piece of Armie that had hung around his neck since that very first night. Life had somehow brought him back here, back to Armie–the man who made pancakes laced with vanilla to celebrate 3-month anniversaries, who touched both his body and soul in ways no other person ever had. The man who unlocked hidden desires, tied deft knots, and matched Timmy round for round–the noble man who cared so fiercely and, though he’d never said so in so many words, made Timmy feel loved.

He’d wobbled at the worst possible time, and now Armie was far away, facing danger. Timmy brought the medallion to his lips and pressed a kiss against it, sending a prayer to the universe for Armie’s safety, knowing he needed to be strong. He couldn’t fall apart, not now–not when Armie needed him to take care of the things he’d had to leave behind in the face of duty.

Or start from the beginning here.

Hello! I know it's been a while, and I'm sorry. But hopefully this will have been worth the wait. I sincerely appreciate each and every one of you who has hung around and is still reading--thank you from the bottom of my heart, truly. I was recently reminded that this story has been going on nearly 3 years now and isn't finished, and that it's a lot to ask people to keep reading after so long. And I get it, I do. There's more to come, but if you ever want to stop reading, just know that these boys have a happy ending, so you can step away with a happy heart.

💙💚CCG

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wisdomfish · 4 months

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Christianity is. . . rarely understood by those outside its bounds. In fact, this is probably one of the greatest tasks confronting the apologist—to rescue Christianity from misunderstandings.

Alister E. McGrath

#christianity #outsiders #bound #task #rescue me

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poetrybyonur · 2 years

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Come fill this space between us that has your shape. Rescue me from this yearning.

#poets on tumblr #love quotes #love poetry #romantic poetry #love poem #onurtaskiran poetry #romantic writer #gentleman poet #poets and writers #love #rescue me #void #longing #yearning #missing you #want you #need you #feelings #desire

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altabestudio · 6 months

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A long time friend and dev associate of our studio has a GoFundMe to protect her sick and paralyzed daughter from her controlling ex’s abuse.

Please, give if you can and share it! Even just signal boosting helps get the word out and hopefully helps with this frustrating and heartbreaking situation. USD here: gofundme.com/f/37hqsmknrc Euro here: gofundme.com/f/legal-fees-for-daughter-and-mom-to-escape

#gofundme #community support #fundraising #single moms #rescue me #need help #signal boost #spread the word #native americans #justice for women #minor in need

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newblvotg · 8 months

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#clark kent #superman #unknown artist #dc #gay fantasy #papi #zaddy daddy #zaddy af #dc fan art #gay fantasy art #newblvotg #art #busting loose #i'm coming out #rescue me #sugardaddy

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reelovesbuckybarnes · 5 months

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If only bucky can come and save me from my prison of a home i would be happy...

#james buchanan barnes #rescue me #yes please

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lostinlewis · 1 year

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Rescue Me…

Rating: M, use of ‘Daddy’

Words: 1757 words

‘I’m outside.’

Harsh, cold and unemotional, a tone of message from him that would never be something you could get used to, yet it was the only kind of communication you received from him now; any was better than none.

Nerves battled for dominance in your stomach, a by-product of anticipating seeing him for the first time, it had been like that since day one and it was still like that today, so many years later.

You were nervous, so incredibly nervous that you felt like you couldn’t breathe as you walked through the crowd and up the stairs that seemed to last forever, nervous to see him again, nervous of saying the wrong thing and ruining it all, but most importantly nervous for what might come next.

You had initiated the contact, sure, but that certainly did not make this any easier on you. If it was down to him you would never see each other again, but two years of absence had done nothing but make your heart grow fonder for the man you had once called your whole world.

The cold December air hit you the first moment you stepped into it, your dress barely covered much at all, forcing you to wrap your arms around yourself as if to provide warmth that a sensible person would have used a jacket for instead.

You thought back to the many times he had begged you to wear a jacket when you went out, told you how silly you were for insisting if the temperature didn’t hit the minuses then you didn’t need to cover up, and laughed to yourself. He was right of course, you were just too stubborn to ever admit it.

It was quite amusing to you that two years ago you would have been able to tell exactly which car was his by the first two letters of the licence plate, you had them all memorised after all. Not now though, now you didn’t even know what car he drove.

It was a flash of headlights that gave him away, gone were the days that he insisted on getting out to meet you, wrapping you in his arms to warm you but to also warn the men in the vicinity of who you belonged to.

Not now though, now a flash of headlights was all you were going to get, chivalry was long dead.

“I’m so sorry about this, Lewis.”

His face wasn’t yet wearing the smile you thought so fondly of, its absence stung but you couldn’t let him see that, not yet. You wanted him to be happy to see you, you wanted him to be reminded of all that you had together and all that he lost, yet his blank expression read annoyance more than it did any kind of fondness.

“Don’t worry about it.”

His tone of voice was colder than the air outside, the icicles he shot at your skin with every word stung harder than anything physical ever could.

“I had no one else to call, and when they all left I…I…”

“I said it’s fine, don’t worry.”

Lewis cut your ability to fill the uncomfortable air with words off, his patience seemed to already wear thin and he had only been in your company for a matter of minutes. This wasn’t at all how you imagined it would be, reuniting after so long. There was no love there anymore and he wasn’t afraid of you knowing it.

“How-“

“I thought we agreed not to talk to each other anymore?”

The bluntness of his reminder took you aback, pausing all thoughts and leaving you with no option but to just stare at him. Your eyes fought to find the Lewis they once looked so fondly upon but instead all they could find was a stranger who favoured the darkened streets ahead of him, rather than looking at you.

“But…you came to my rescue…”

You could hear how pathetic your voice sounded as you said the words, needy for his approval, desperate to feel even an inch of the love he once smothered you in, yet you were too far gone to worry about how it appeared to him now.

“I promised to always be there if you needed me and tonight you needed me, so I’m here.”

It was that sentence that warmed the atmosphere a little but it also did something way worse, it gave you hope, hope that there was still a chance that despite how he protested in the moment, Lewis still felt something for you too.

You could tell by the little scenery you could see outside of the car that you were nearing your hotel now, your last chance was approaching and considering it could be the last time you ever saw him again, you knew you couldn’t waste the opportunity.

“Lewis, I…”

Your sentence wasn’t finished with words, instead all that needed to be said was told by the hand that found his on his gear stick shyly, you barely touched him yet his skin felt hot to touch, it felt strange, it did not feel like the hand that had held yours through so many troubles and provided you a comfort unmatched.

You didn’t know the man whose hand you had found, he resembled the love of your life, but he wasn’t him anymore.

It was testament to his racing ability with how quickly he pulled the car into a parking space, turning the engine off so he gave in to your constant demands for his attention. Now that you had it, you instantly began to regret it.

“Is this another one of your games?”

The palm of your hand began to feel heavier as he stared at you, like your hand weighed down on his uncomfortably, like it didn’t belong there at all.

You cursed yourself in your head, why hadn’t you thought about this more? Why had you been so foolish to believe he still might love you? What had you done so wrong in your years together that made him look at you with disdain now?

“No games, I just..”

His left eyebrow raised as you stumbled on your sentence. He always had a knack for knowing when you weren’t being truthful, much to your annoyance.

“It’s not like you to be shy of words. You just what?”

Any sane person would have long removed the skin contact you had with him but there was nothing about Lewis that made you a sane person, he never had.

“I just…I missed you.”

You were aware of how intense the eye contact you held now was, braving only to look at him over your lashes as your face pointed downwards to hide, you watched as his deep brown pearls calculated his next words.

They never came, nothing left the tip of his tongue, instead he smirked at you very slightly before he turned the ignition back on and sped off.

That was it, that was the final rejection that you could face from him and you curled your body towards the passenger door, hoping to escape the awkward feeling sooner rather than later.

“This isn’t where I’m staying, Lewis.”

The confusion was evident in your voice as he pulled the car into the space near the entrance of a hotel that was way too expensive for you to afford.

“It is now.”

He didn’t command, nor did he ask you to follow him, instead you knew from the way he left you sitting in the car that your only option now was to follow him, and you would have followed him anywhere.

Silent but for the elevator music that serenaded you both as you stood on seperate sides of the completely mirrored elevator.

You focused your eyes on the increasing floor numbers which quickly reached their 30s as you felt him focus solely on you.

Lewis’ gaze made you feel so vulnerable, it always had, but now the vulnerability was built on the fact you still were not quite sure what his intentions were with you.

The honeymoon suite, the suite that sat alone at the top of the incredibly tall building, was the room Lewis led you to, still in complete silence, he held the door open for you to walk under the arch of his arm.

No sooner had he shut the door to the darkened room did you feel his hands touch you for the first time.

A shiver ran down your spine as you felt his large hands grab at your hips, before you felt the sheer presence of him push up against you from behind.

“Now…tell me why you asked me to come and get you tonight.”

His warm breath tickled against your ear as he spoke against it, ever so softly teasing you with a feel of his lips that could only leave you wanting more.

“I was alone and…you were the only…the only person I could-“

Lewis stopped your words by removing a hand from you, pulling away from you slightly. He knew more than most that withdrawal of affection bothered you.

“Start with the truth, I know you knew I was in the city because you watched my story earlier. Now, why did you ask me to come and get you?”

You could feel his presence behind you, your body ached for him to return to it, for him to lay his hands back where they belonged on your skin, but you knew how stubborn he was, you knew you could never get your way with him through sheer want, you had to deserve it.

“

His fingers danced around your jaw, before your neck

“I know what that look in your eyes means”

“Wha-what?”

“Begging for me without any words.”

“Please…”

“Please what?”

“Please…please fuck me…please.”

“Someone remembered her manners…”

“…good girl…”

He hiked you into the air, wrapping your legs around his waist as he sucked on the skin of your neck carrying you to the first surface he could find; the dresser in the living room.

“Now…we can pretend that you want it sweet, that you wanted it soft and romantic but we both know that you like it when I take you from behind, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Say that again.”

You could feel the swelling of his head pressed up against your heat as he slowly began to make you remember exactly how he felt.

“Mmm…yes, Daddy.”

Your words were moaned at first before you felt the intense stretch as he bottom out inside of you.

#Lewis #ex #rescue me

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