#sabrpatrick

[fawnxcosta]

3 people you would want on your team in these scenarios: zombie apocalypse. bar fight. dance competition. business proposal. eating contest.

Zombie Apocalypse

AxelMaluPatrick

Bar fight

Same as Zombie Apocalypse

Dance Competition

MeikoRosieFraye

Business Proposal

AxelAdrianWilliam

Eating Contest

NevadaDarlaAxel

[fawnxcosta]

f a w n ’ s  m o o d b o a r d s: Fawtrick (Fawn/Patrick)

"Sheesh, like you should represent all of America or something."

[boyce-redden-sabr]

Boyce & Patty Boy

You look very happy, don’t you?

The look I was going for was intimidating

[caelian-pembrooke-blog]

Caelian & Patrick | | Sleepover

Caelian just got away from his old high school girl friends and wanted to go spend the night with Patrick instead. He managed to get out without having his hair bleached blonde again and was very thankful for that. He liked his hair darker and he didn't feel like a tool with it like this. He was supposed to go pick up Patrick from his apartment and bring him back to his place for the night and he was very excited to be seeing him again. He saw him earlier on in the day when he attended his spin class and he just couldn't shake him from his thoughts. The girls at the sleepover he was originally suckered into attending were getting a little bit jealous of how Caelian was talking about Patrick. Though he just met the man this past week, he was starting to develop feelings for him. He usually didn't like to move too fast and he didn't think he was this time either. He just really wanted to get to know everything he could about Pat.  He got in his corvette and drove off to Patrick's apartment, he got there in about twenty minutes. All he could think about on his way over was being able to just see him again. He didn't like to admit to being so into somebody so quickly, but it didn't feel wrong at all. He took a deep breath as he pulled into the driveway and got out of his car, heading up to Pat's apartment. Getting there he knocked on the door and heard the pleasant sounds of Bucky barking at the door. He let out a light chuckle and called out, "Pattycakes!" It was getting pretty late at night, so he didn't want to annoy anyone around his apartment, but he really didn't care in that moment. 

[caelian-pembrooke-blog]

Caelian & Patrick | | Dinner & Drinks

Caelian had made all the final preparations for dinner and drinks tonight with Patrick. He was very excited to be able to get him alone for a while and meet him in person. He was looking forward to getting to know the other male, he already thought Patrick was sweet and attractive, he figured his personality would only get better as the night when on and he discovered more about him. Caelian usually would take out his dates to some fancy restaurant and try winning them over with his money and good looks, but he actually wanted someone to end up liking him for him.  This being said he was going to try something different tonight. He was going to tone things down a little bit but also put his own little spin on things. Instead of having his chefs make the food tonight he was going to make it. He was really good in the kitchen and took multiple cooking classes throughout the years, he thought he'd make dinner tonight and they could eat it up on the roof. Caelian spent the majority of his day preparing different varieties of foods from Spaghetti to sushi and chicken. He wasn't sure what the other male would be looking to eat so he made a bunch of different things that he might be interested in.  After finishing the prep for the food, he did have his chefs finish the dishes and prepare desert and such while Caelian got ready. He left his apartment over the club and headed to his home where he put on a white t-shirt followed by his black sweater over top and a pair of dark jeans. He fixed up his hair and made his way over to the door, slipping on his leather shoes on the way. He grabbed his phone and keys and headed into his new corvette and punched in Patricks address into the GPS. He sent Patrick a quick text before heading to pick him up, "Hope your hungry.. I made a shit ton of food." followed by another, "On my way now, see you soon, gorgeous. ;)" He sent it and began driving to the other males home.

[rocketfirework]

One in a Million Isn't All That Rare || Rocket and Patrick.

Rocket wasn't ashamed that he had started to smoke again. His trip to NYC had brought him back to LA with a very different mind set. He had lost all sense of regard for his own life. He felt that death was inevitable, his fate was already sealed. It was going to happen. And some unpredictable force already had his planned. If it was Lung Cancer, it was too late to change that.

He walked around the house in just his tight black jeans and a pair of white socks. He'd cut his mane of blonde hair short, and dyed it brown in his time away. He'd lost at least 3kgs in his time away. He'd stopped taking his medication. All things considered, he was looking pretty good. 

He'd set up his desk in the kitchen with the colours for Patrick's tattoo. A few designs were scattered on the table, coupled with a large can of Red Bull. He hadn't slept in a few nights, but the insomnia felt good. Some how. He wasn't throwing up any more. But he found himself on late night strolls. Late night jogs. Exposed yet more alive than ever before.

When there was a knock at the door, he slipped a leather jacket on the seem slightly more presentable. The leather felt cool against his bare skin. It felt nice. He swung open the large oak door and invited Patrick inside, "Hey!"