Latest Posts by whoisneo404 - Page 3
i miss you pookie come back
idk if ill keep posting on here, i just wanna let you all know that i wont delete the blog so people can read my old posts whenever they like.
BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. if you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out 🩷
this is so sweet, thanks<3
- put this star in the inbox of your favorite blogs. Its time to spread positivity ! 💜
thaaaanks<3
Do you like scary movies?
Summary: You and Nick have sex while you are stoned.
TW: smocking the green stuff, cursing, NSFW.
Note: Sub!Nick and reader is a cis male (so sorry to the trans readers, I’ll make more things for you all eventually).
A Friday night out ended up like it always does, 3 random Instagram users written on my hand, my eyes red, a can of mountain dew on my hand and me walking to Nicks house. My head fuzzy and my pants tight with the thought of his soft legs bringing me closer to him.
I hear my phone ring, and as I take it out of my front pocket, I can see that Nick is calling me, probably because I haven’t replied to the 15 messages, he has been sending me since I told him I was heading his way. I answer.
-Yellow?
-Why haven you been texting back? You’ve got me worried, you stupid fuck. - He sounds annoyed more than angry.
-Sorry love. - I mumble back, my pants getting insanely tighter around my crotch just from hearing his voice.
-Don’t call me love…
-Oh, but you love it when I whisper it into your ear as I slide in so-
-ENOUGH!
I laugh as I stand on the porch of his house, grabbing my set of keys where I keep the key to the front door, one he gave my many months ago.
-Do you like scary movies? – I whisper to the phone as I open the door, entering the house and locking it behind me.
-Yeah… - Nick whispers back, the house is dark, empty, besides the two of us.
-What’s your favorite scary movie? – I walk to his room, my boots making the tiles squeak with every step, I can see a dim light shine through Nicks closed door.
-I don’t know…-He whispers, I hear him walking around his room. I laugh once more and I hang up on him as I open the door, he lets out a little gasp that makes my chuckle even harder. – God, knock next time.
-Why would I? – I walk to him and hug him, squeezing his body to mine, takin in his scent. – you are my final boy after all, and now I have you. – I kiss his cheek, down to his jaw and then to his neck.
-You are so dumb. Fuck- wait, you just got here.
Nick tries to squirm away from me but I push him to the bed. He lands on his back, pushing himself up with his elbows.
-Come on, love. I need you; we can talk after… if you are not too tired. – I wink at him and his cheeks blush a bit. I unzip my pans as I watch him take of his shirt (which is actually mine, one that I left many weeks ago and now he uses to sleep from time to time), I climb on the bed, crawling to him.
-You always fall asleep first. -Nick mumbles out, his hands sliding to my stomach from underneath my shirt, lifting it.
-That’s because I always leave you satisfied. – I smirk, helping him take off my shirt and tossing it on the floor, probably to never see it again, because he will steal it.
-Whatever, just shut up. – Nick looks away, I lean down, kissing his jaw softly as I move my hands all over his waist and hips.
-Mhm, is my baby shy? – Moving my hands down slowly, his sleeping shorts glide down smoothly. I slide down my jeans and I press my hips against his, my hard length rubbing over his. Pushing my body to his, I kiss him, messy lips crashing against each other, his hands wondering on my neck, hair and chest.
With a little of help from him I completely take off his shorts and boxer, his leaking tip hit his tummy, white drops smearing all over his abdomen. I smile as I watch him, my cheeks a bit red, my right hand takes his length and starts stocking it softly, my other hand goes to my waistband and pull down my boxers. I lean down and kiss his cheek softly, pressing both of our members together. Nick gasps, his back arches, his cheeks red and his eyes filled with need.
I rub my hips back and forward until I need more. “Turn around” I whisper into his ear, and on a swift roll Nick is laying on his chest, his legs keeping his hips up, his back arched prettily. I reach out to his night stand drawer and take out the bottle of lube half empty, pouring a bit on my dick and some on his entrance, rubbing it all over and inside of him.
-You ready baby? – I ask, his eyes meeting mine over his shoulder, he nods. – Words love, talk to me. – Nick whines.
-Yes! I’m ready – his voice is shaky, his hips move a bit, backing onto mine.
-Okay pretty boy. Be as loud as you want.
I stroke my length a few times before softly pushing it in, biting down on my lip, Nick buries his face into the pillow and I could hear his small whines and gasps.
-Come one, sweetheart. Let me hear you.
I grab a fist full of his hair and pull it gently, his head softly raises and I start pounding him slowly, long and controlled thrusts. As Nicks moans and pleads get louder my hips buckle into him at a messier pace, my chest heavy, my head spinning as I squeeze his hip.
-Fuck… - I pull out, grabbing him by the hip and shoulder make him turn around, laying on his back, I grab both of our cocks, gently pressing and rubbing them. Nicks back arches, his body pressing against mine.
I shut my eyes, biting down on his neck, strong to leave a mark but not enough to hurt. I feel the way his legs shake and my breath starts to steady as I feel the warmth dripping down my hand to his stomach.
-God, I love when you go partying. – Nick whine sunder his breath.
-I know sweety, I know.
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee
☆- put this star in the inbox of your favorite blogs. Its time to spread positivity ! 🌷🙂↕️💞
(i went lowk crazy when we became mutuals 🫡)
this is so cute, thanks.
i love the aesthetic of yout blog, its so cool!
rules: answer & tag 6 people
thanks for the tag @asherrisrandom
favorite color: brown, black, red and blue
last song: velvet ring - big thief
currently reading: alejandrq pizarnik poseía completa
currently watching: re-watching the one piece live action
craving: acid gummies
tea or coffee: coffee my one and only drug
no pressure tags: @thenickgirl (idk who to tag, sorry).
✴︎ rules: answer + tag 6 ppl, thank you for the tag @xxbimbobunnyxx mwah <3
✴︎ favorite color: red + lavender
✴︎ last song: wildflower by Billie Eilish
✴︎ currently reading: clarity & connection by yung pueblo (im a poetry girly by heart)
✴︎ currently watching: twisters (2024)
✴︎ currently craving: cookie dough ice cream 😣
✴︎ tea or iced coffee: coffee 1000%
tagging: @cameronsprincess @shawtycoreee @fallbhind @bunnyrafe @babygorewhore @drewstarkeys-world
Hi there 👋,
My name is Mohammad, a father of three young children living in Gaza. We are facing unimaginable hardships due to the ongoing catastrophic war, and our home is no longer safe. I’ve started a fundraising to raise $40,000 to move my family to a safer place where my children can have a chance at a better future. 💔🍉
If you could spare a moment to read our story and consider donating or even sharing, it would mean the world to us. Every bit of support brings us closer to safety and hope. 🙏
Thank you for your kindness and compassion. ❤
https://gofund.me/fd1faea2 🔗
if you like and share any of my posts let it be this.
please if you can donate do and if you cant share the post so other people see it.
Hello everyone I'm Dina from Gaza 🍉🇵🇸🍉🙏 I need your support for me and my kids. Please donate even a small amount for me and my kids. I'm asking for a donation of $20, $30, or $35 if possible through this linkhttps://gofund.me/6c684011. My account has been verified by @90-ghost
hello everyone.
please, donate if you can. ypu can also share if you dont have the money.
everything counts.
u should write abt nick x his bestfriend!
maybe something abt how they r bestfriends and they have been for a long time and nick is starting to have feelings for him but doesn’t wanna ruin their friendship
good little angsty story with a good ending
Ik you will cook king🤗
Kiss the birthday boy.
Summary: You like Nick and he MIGHT like you too. we dont know. and its his birthday soon.
TW: reader is refered as ‘girl’ but not as in reader is a girl, as in ‘giiirl’.
“Which one do you think he will like the most?” Jake looks at me while showing me two jackets.
“Girl… none, buy that one over there, the dark brown one. He will like that.” I say pointing out a jacket hanging behind him.
“Girl, you do know him so well, that’s why I brought you here… and because you and Johnny are good friends, but anyways. Ill buy this, thanks.” He leaves the two jackets he had on hand and grabs the dark brown I pointed out and walked to the cashier. I turn around and start searching for Johnny outside of the store. “Johnny.” I say when I see him.
“Hi.” He says waving awkwardly at me.
“Ugh, I wanna go home.”
“Me too.” he hands me a coffee. “Bought this for you.”
“Thank you.” He nods.
“How are you and your… Nick situation.” I almost choked on my coffee when he said that.
“Don’t call it that.” I say wiping the coffee from my lips.
“What should I call it then? The ‘oh no I like my best friend and I think he also likes me but I’m not sure and I don’t want to ruin our long friendship’ situation?”
“Dear god Johnny, that doesn’t help.” I laugh a bit and he does too.
“Sorry… but how are you with that?”
“It doesn’t help that it’s his birthday soon?”
“Why?”
“I never buy him anything, I never have. I always gift him handmade things, he loves that kind of thing. But every time I sit down to write him a letter, I end up confessing my feelings, I can’t write something normal.”
“Rough.”
“Don’t even tell me.”
“You should talk to Jake.”
“He will tell me to just confess, it isn’t that easy.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Jake gets out of the store and walks to us.
“Coffee.” “Movies.” Johnny and I say at the same time, the three of us exchange looks.
“Movies.” “Coffee.” We say again but the other way around.
“Okay babygirls. Whatever, I won’t ask if you guys have your little secret secrets.” Jake laughs and starts walking to his car.
Once Jake drops me off in my house Johnny gives me a thumbs up and I weakly give it back to him.
---
“Still nothing?” Madi is ‘sitting’ on my desktop, my phone is propped up against my wall and she is wrapping up the gifts for Nick on the floor of her room.
“I can’t do it. I just can’t. It ends up being awkward or I end up saying how much I like him and that I wish he liked me back.” I cover my face with both of my hands and let out a groan. “Maybe I should just tell him I’m sick and I can’t go to the party.”
“He will ditch all of us to take care of you.” Madi said smiling.
“No, he wouldn-… yes he would, he is so kind and lovely to everyone.” I look at Madi and she gives me an empathetic smile which transforms into a smirk.
“Guess who’s calling me.” she says in a singing tone.
“God no, tell him to go away.”
“Already added him to the call.”
“Madi! I need to fix my hair.”
“Too late.”
“Madi!”
“Hiiii!” Nick pops up on the screen, he is smiling and standing in the middle of the room. “What are you guys chatting about? Just so you know, I am deeply offended that you didn’t invite me.” He says while fake crying. I just stare at him, trying to not bury myself into de ground.
“I was talking to this guy about what I’m gonna wear to your party. But it’s a surprise so you can’t see.” Madi says.
“Oh, I like surprises. I’m sure the both of you will look amazing.” He says while walking around his room, cleaning it up a bit. “You guys are staying to sleep, right?” I quickly look at Madi and she mumbles something that I did not understand.
“I am…” I say quickly.
“Cool.” Nick says and then he starts rambling about how exited he is to see his friends and all the things we will do at the sleepover after the party. Eventually he finished cleaning up and grabbed his phone to lay on his bed ‘with us’. We talked about our days, I told them I went out with Jake and Johnny but didn’t say why. After two hours Madi go ‘sleepy’, that’s what she told Nick because when she left the call, she texted me telling me to enjoy my alone time with Nick.
“So, Johnny, huh?”
“What does that mean?” I laugh a bit.
“You and him are close. Well, closer than before.”
“I guess.” I say, I look at my ceiling. My phone laying beside my face.
“Isn’t he like… 5 years older than us?” I quickly sit up and grab my phone, putting it in front of my face.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Like… isn’t he a bit older for you?”
“Nick… what are you saying?”
“Do you like him?” he says quickly.
“What? No. Why would you even think that?”
“I-… I don’t know. I just… fuck- it’s nothing, I just thought… I didn’t but I thought maybe you liked him and I don’t know. Look, it’s late, I’m tired. I’ll text you tomorrow.” And then he hangs up on me. nothing else. Nothing. Silence fills my room and I am confused. Why would he say that?
---
“I’m serious, he was jealous.”
“Madi stop.” The light sound of music fills Madis room as she gets ready to go to Nicks party. It has been two days since that call and I did not have the courage to text Nick, neither did he.
“I’m just saying. I have known Nick for only a few years more than you but I can talk, I know him.” She says applying on her mascara.
“I don’t know…” I lay on her bed, my legs dangling off the edge. “I just don’t know. I want to cry so bad…”
“Hey, hey.” Madi quickly drops her mascara and runs to me, she sits down beside me and I sit up, my elbows on my knees and my head between my hands. “It’s okay…” She comforts me, her arms around me. “You don’t have to go…”
“I will. He is my friend. They are my friends. I- I told Matt I was going to be there.” I mumble. “Also, I have to give them their gifts…”
Madi sighs. “If you need anything just find me. Okay?” I nod and she kisses my cheek gently. “Want me to do your make up?” I chuckle a bit.
“What for?”
“To cheer you up of course.”
“I think that will cheer you up more but, why not?”
---
“Wooow. Who did your make up?” Jake says as we enter the house.
“Oh, Madi.”
“Well, she did a great job.” Johnny adds.
“It’s only mascara, blush and… lip gloss? Lip balm? I don’t know, she put a few things there.” I laugh a bit.
“Have you seen the birthday boys?” I ask.
“Over there.” Jake points to the kitchen and I nod to them. I walk over there and let out a short sigh to brace myself.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” I scream opening my arms and hugging the three of them at the same time. I feel someone laughing, awkward hands patting my back and I hear a muffled ‘thanks’. “How are my birthday boys?” I ask when I let them go.
“I’m glad you came.” Matt says.
“I’m good! we rented a jumping castle.” Chris adds with a childish smile on his face.
“No way…” I say
“Yes way.” He adds.
“Take me there.” I hand him my hand and Chris drags me. “Happy birthday Nick…” I mumble as I pass beside him.
---
It’s 3 am. Almost everyone is gone, I lay on the jumping castle alone, watching the stars blink at me.
“Don’t you feel alone in that castle?” a familiar voice comes from outside the castle.
“Depends who is asking…”
“May I be of company to the prince?”
“You may…” The soft material of the castle moves as he enters the castle and lays besides me. “Well, I think you should be the prince because it’s your birthday.”
“It was yesterday, it’s already 3:20 am.” I roll my eyes and turn my head to look at him. he was already looking at me. “You look good…”
“Most of the make up already washed off.”
“Don’t care. You look good…” he pauses for a bit. “Chris and Matt really liked your gifts…” I hum. “I can’t help but wonder where is mine.”
“I-… it’s in my car.” I sit up and look down to the bright color of the castle.
“Why didn’t you give it to me?”
“I can’t…” I feel him sit up too.
“Look at me.” His hand grabs my jaw gently and he turns my head.
“When it’s late you act weird…”
“You think I’m weird?”
I chuckle. “You know what I meant.”
“No, tell me.”
“You act different… like a few days ago.” He nods, his hand still on my face. “Nick… I can’t.” I grab his hand and pull it away from my face. “Don’t, please.” My eyes fill with tears.
“I’m not doing anything…” I look down and I tighten my grip on his hand.
“Look. I know that you are more… sure about everything, more confident, more outgoing. I’m not. I’m scared…”
“Just tell me.” He whispers. “It will be okay, I promise.”
“Nick-.“ My voice cracks. “I like you.” I whisper, a tear rolls down my face.
“I know… I like you too.” Suddenly the cold breeze of the night isn’t freezing anymore. Time stops for us. His hands go to my face and he kisses me, the kind of kiss that can cure any heart ache. I feel alive.
“I’m sorry.” I sniff. “I shouldn’t be crying. God, this is so awkward. I was so scared.” He grabs my hands that were shaking.
“What do you mean? This is the best gift ever. And not a lot of people can say that the love of they life confessed at a castle.”
I laugh. “Nick, this is a kids jumping castle.” He wipes away the tears of my face.
“I know, I don’t care.” He kisses my lips softly one more. “Let’s go inside. There is taco bell and pizza, you choose what to eat.”
Nick grabs my hand and softly guides me out of the castle, I smile weakly at him and he kisses my cheek. Together, we walk inside of the house.
taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee @m3laninangel
Hello! First, I wanted to say that you are my favorite Nick writer! And I wanted to know if you could do a Nick x Baker!reader where the reader teaches Nick how to bake! 🤍🫶
Sweet tooth.
Summary: baker reader and Nick have a baking date.
Disclaimer: I don’t know hot to bake lmao, so I’m making thing up. Apologies to the people who do know how to bake): pls don’t murder me.
“Do we really need that much sugar?” Nick asks concerned looking at the bowl in front of us.
“Yes Nick. Have you never baked a cake?”
“I mean… not really, wow that’s a lot.” He says. “And salt… why salt?”
“Nick…”
“Okay, okay. I’ll stop, I was just curious.” He says grabbing the rest of the already measured dry ingredients and putting them in the bowl.
“It’s okay, baking can be… interesting, might be a word to describe it.”
“I don’t care. As long as you keep doing those chocolate cookies. God, I’m hungry now.” He hugs me and kisses my cheek.
“Wait.” I laugh a bit. “I’m mixing the ingredients.”
“You can mix and pay attention to me at the same time.” Nick places another kiss on my cheek.
“We are working here. Go get the eggs and the milk.” I give him a little kiss on his lips and he smiles widely.
“Yes chef!” Nick does a silly army salute and goes search for the things I asked for. When he told me he would love to bake with me I knew it was going to be funny.
---
“Keep mixing it.” I say while checking the temperature of the oven.
“How did you know I wasn’t mixing?” He gasps.
“I couldn’t hear the spoon hitting the bowl.” I turn around and look at him pouting. “Are you tired?” I chuckle as he nods. “Give it too me.” I grab the bowl and the silicone spoon and star mixing it.
“I don’t get it. It’s hard, the batter gets all heavy and hard to stir.” I complain. “But it tastes nice.”
“Did you eat it?” my eyes open widely and he nods.
“I mean, not to brag but we made a great job.”
“Nick, we still have to cook it.” I say.
“I know, and?”
“You ate raw eggs…”
“Ah, don’t worry, it’s the same as cookie dough. I have eaten it so much that my tummy is immune to any disease.”
I laugh as he pats his tummy proudly. “That’s not how that works but okay.”
---
“How long did you say we have to wait?” The cake was sitting in the oven, Nick and I were sitting on the couch.
“About 35 or 40 minutes. Not to long.” I kiss his cheek; his arm is wrapped around me and a random episode of Ru Paul is playing on the TV.
“I can’t wait to decorate it. I bought so many things to make it all pretty and yummy.” He says and starts to list all the things he bought.
“We should make donuts someday.” I suggest.
“YOU KNOW HOW TO DO THAT?!... oh my god I’m gonna marry you.” He kisses my cheek once more.
“I will keep you by my side with all the sweets I make.”
“God, I have the biggest sweet tooth. You have me at your mercy chef.” I laugh and kiss his lips; he still tastes slightly like chocolate batter.
taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee @m3laninangel
maybe "teenage dirtbag" stoner reader (even tho he's 21 😭) with nick?? Any situation, IDC, I just need it 😭😭😭
Foggy kisses
Summary: in which you sneak into Nicks room after a party and he notices you are a bit high...
TW: smoking weed, mentions of alcohol, cursing, reader isn’t very liked by Chris and Matt.
The wind blows softly in the middle of the night, the little knocks on the window are almost mistaken by the sound of the wind moving the glass.
The curtains move and Nick suppresses a scream when he sees me trying to open up his window.
"What the fuck?!", he says once he opens the glass and helps me hop in.
"Sorry..." A little laugh scape my lips. "Just wanted to see you." I see Nick roll his eyes and blush a little. He closes the window and curtain again, I lay on his bed, rolling around and taking in his smell.
"Where you out?" he asked, the bed creaking as he sat down beside me. I hum, a hand throwed over my eyes to protect them from the dim light of his night stand lamp. "Did you drink?"
"Nah, didn't feel like it." I say, rolling over and laying my head on his lap. I feel his hand running through my hair.
“Did you… smoke?” he as again, a bit hesitant.
“Yep.” I say unapologetically. “Not too much… I promise.” I say before he says anything. “I promise.”
“You know I don’t care.” He whispers.
“But I do. Can’t have a pretty boy like you with a dirtbag like me.”
“Don’t say that… My brothers didn’t mean it.” I sit up, my thigh touching his, gently I grab his face with both of my hands.
“They did. I don’t care as long as you don’t. Do you care that they don’t like me?” I say in a more serious tone.
“I would like for them to like you…” I kiss his cheek.
“So, I will stop. And they will like me… or not, but I’m pretty funny, don’t you think?” He smiles.
“Yeah… Your eyes are red.” He mumbles the last part.
“I knooow.” I cover my eyes with both of my hands and he laughs. “I look like a zombie… and I’m gonna eat you!” I throw myself on top of him, his back hits the bed and I tickle him as I make zombie like noises. We laugh and then I kiss his cheek again. “Can I kiss you?”
“You always ask dumb questions.” He says grabbing my face and pulling me closer to him. “Of course, dummy.” He kisses me with passion and tenderness. His hands travel to my hair and neck, mine stay on his tummy, sliding to his sides and grabbing his waist.
I pull away to catch a bit of air. “Wanna know something?” he says, his cheeks flustered and his hair a bit messy.
“Tell me, pretty boy.”
“I like when you kiss me after you… you know… smoke.” He laughs a bit and cover his face.
“Really? Why? Is it any different?” I ask tugging at his hand to see his face, Nick just nods softly.
“You are more… messy. I like it.” He says and while holding back his laugh.
“Wow. Never realized you enjoyed it so much.” My lips crash into his again, the hand that was still on his waist raises his shirt a little.
A creak is heard and a loud “NICK!” comes from the door. I look up and Nick’s brothers are standing there…
“Well, fuck…” I say holding back my laughter.
taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee @m3laninangel
Sorry I’ve read all of the Nick fics and I’m in love with your writing, I was wondering are you ok with me requesting some things like a curvy male reader and I mean like man titties, some stomach, big ass, thick thighs cause they save lives with Nick
Maybe it could be a headcanon post
the reader probably wore things like tight high/low rise bell bottoms, a skims dresses, basically clothing that shows off his body more, would his brothers wonder how Nick pulled male reader, if he were to be posted would his fans ask “NO WAY NICK CAN HANDLE ALL THAT” just a funny concept that would make me feel included.
hope you enjoy this, and im so glad you send this request, it warmed my heart the "it would make me feel included".
Nick x Chubby Reader
Not NSFW but sex is implied in one point.
• Nick loves you. He fell in love with you a long time ago and found the courage to confess, to his surprise you said yes. So now you two are dating.
• Nick loves the way you dress. He loves you fashion sense, he thinks you have the best outfit ideas and he LOVES how you make your body look. He stares at you a lot when you are getting ready, admiring you curves, rolls and plumpness. Sometimes when you catch him staring, he gets shy and his face blushes.
• Nick is a big fan of buying clothes for you and with you.
• Nick is the fan number one of physical touch when he is with you. His hands HAVE to be on you. He loves, loooves, LOVES cuddling with you. He likes to hug you; he will lay on your tummy and thighs…
• Speaking of thighs. He loves them, so big, soft and warm, perfect to crush him. He will put his head between them, resting the back of his head against your stomach. Nick will beg you to play with his hair while the two of you talk and catch up.
• He also likes the fact that he is strong. He will pick you up. I will. I will make you sit on his lap and reassure you that you don’t need to worry about anything because he is a strong boy. (I too get self-conscious when getting picked up by someone or sitting in someone’s lap, im kinda self-projecting here lmao)
• You are in the background of a few videos. Fans going crazy when Nick made a ‘soft launch’ of your relationship. Some people showering you in love and warm welcomes. You and Nick started posting more content with you in it, everyone always complimented your fits and eventually you opened an Instagram to post pictures and videos showing your clothes and how to combine/style them.
• Matt and Chris love you but always joke around with Nick that he can’t handle you, and that it must be tiring doing all the job in bed. Nick always gets pouty and mad as his brothers and you just laugh it off.
• Nick loveeees to grab your thighs, tummy, waist and arms and squeeze them. He also picked up the habit of biting you (gently and loving of course).
• Nick who is absolutely in love with you and is not afraid of showing you off. He made you model for some merch and space camp photos. He also posts pictures with/of you to his stories and snaps regularly.
• Nick will playfully squeeze your man tits and say they help him release stress. He also loves laying his head in your chest, like a lot. He says he gets his best sleep when he has his head there.
• Big fan of summer because he gets to see you in more revealing and fresh clothes. He will go feral when you wear dresses or skirts, but his favorites are crop tops. He melts when you show off your stomach, he will buy you more crop tops and short, fresh clothes every summer.
• Over all, amazing boyfriend who will volunteer to get crushed by your thighs. Such a cutie.
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee
Crybaby! Nick x reader
• The two of you met strangely, you saw a boy crying in a parking lot and decided to offer him one of your recently bought donuts to cheer him up. He smiled at you and you sat down next to him to eat a donut with him.
• "I’m Nick by the way. I was gonna say that I don't cry often but that would be a lie."
• After him stopping crying he started laughing and sharing funny stories with you, eventually he had to leave and you didn’t see each other for a while.
• One day you bumped into him in the grocery store and he laughed a bit. saying that it was unusual. Then apologized for last time.
• The third time you met was at a cafe, he was there with some friends and when you walked in, he gasped so loudly you could help but look at who made such loud gasp, and there he was, the crying guy, Nick. Nick tells you that "the universe or something like that wants us to be friends" so the both of you exchange socials and numbers.
• After hanging out a lot and texting each other your relationship grew stronger and stronger every day.
• Crybaby! Nick who cried when you confessed your feelings for him with a rose and a kiss. He couldn’t stop crying for at least an hour.
• Crybaby! Nick whose eyes get teary every time he talks about your relationship and how much he loves you.
• Crybaby! Nick who leaves wet stains of tears on every shirt, sweater, hoodie and piece of clothing that you own. Because he just loves you so much, he can’t help but shed a few tears when he is with you.
• Crybaby! Nick who loves how you don’t care that he is so sensitive and always comfort and hug him.
• Crybaby! Nick who purposefully picks sad movies to watch with you so he can cuddle up into your arms.
• Crybaby! Nick whose eyes get teary when he sees tiktoks of families and can’t help but thing about you. Crybaby! Nick who cries watching wedding tiktoks and imagining him saying his vows to you.
• Crybaby! Nick who is so in love with you it brings tears to his eyes. And his brothers have to shush him and give him lots of water because damn, he cries a lot.
Nsfw:
• Crybaby! Nick who gets so needy he starts pouting while a few tears run down his cheeks. Pleading as he lifts your shirt and pushed down the hem of your sweatpants.
• Crybaby! Nick who gets on his knees and sucks you off, big blue eyes staring up at you, blushed cheeks covered in tears. Begging while he sniffs and whines.
• Crybaby! Nick whose back arches and bites down his lip every time you push it in.
• Crybaby! Nick who can’t be quiet); he just can’t stop moaning so loudly. Crybaby! Nick who whines, begs, moans, pants and pleads with every thrust and buckle of your hips.
• Crybaby! Nick who cries when he is overstimulated because it feels so good, but also cries when he is understimulated because he needs more. Please, give him more.
• Crybaby! Nick who cries when you make him ride you because his legs aren’t that strong); and he gets tired easily); and he needs you); so you have to help him bounce on you):
• Crybaby! Nick who gets so lost and filled with pleasure he starts thanking you while pretty tears run down his cheeks. He thanks you for being so good to him, fucking him so well, being so loving to him, etc. He cries because he loves your dick.
• Crybaby! Nick who buries his face on your neck/chest when it’s time for aftercare because he is a bit embarrassed of all the tears he shed. You always tell him it’s okay and that you love his blushed cheeks and nose.
• Crybaby! Nick who smiles as he falls asleep on top of you, covered in sweat and cum. Happy and full.
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee
HockeyPlayer!Nick x FigureIceSkater!reader
• The two of you met by accident. He had a match in the ring next to yours, when he entered, he didn’t notice the whole place was empty until he heard a sharp blade hit against the ice, and when he looked up from his phone, in the ice were you jumping and spinning around. He was dumbfounded, never has he seen a guy look this graceful on ice, it was always pushes and shoves when he was on the ice.
• When you finish your program you pose on the middle of the ring, when you hear a ‘Wow…’. Nick who was still standing there admiring you got a bit shy of his natural reaction. Then, to make the situation more awkward he added. “So… this is not the jockey ring, right?” you laughed, and pointed the direction to him, and when he was about to leave, he complimented your performance and shyly asked if you trained there usually.
• From there, your relationship bloomed, you told him about your competition next weekend expecting nothing of it, but he actually went, and cheered and clapped harder than anyone. No shame at all.
• Your flirting consisted in mocking each other for their sports. What do you mean you can score a point but not do a double axel? Or, what do you mean you can spin on ice but can’t hit the puck?
• Lots of dates around skating. Him teaching you how to play hockey and you teaching him to do simple movements to do in pairs.
• You always go to his matches and wear his spare jersey (he loves that, he goes crazy when he sees his name on your back) to cheer him up. You become good friends with the rest of the team (specially his brothers).
• He always goes to your tournaments (no matter if they are on different states) and always arrives with a bouquet of flowers or a box of your favorite sweets (sometimes both).
• He loves to tie the laces of your skies.
• He loves to put his helmet on you because it fits a bit big and he thinks its cute.
• He will make you watch the matches of his favorite team and you eventually learn a few names and recognize a few faces.
• You make him watch the performances of your favorite figure skaters (mine if Yuzuru Hanyu btw, just wanted to say that lol) and he eventually learns the name of a few movements. He still doesn’t get how they (and you) spin so many times in the air.
• He loves to help you choose your outfits for the tournaments; he is very good at it.
• If he loses a match, he is very upset and needs lots of cuddles and kisses. Every time his coach is rude to him, he will bury his face in your neck and mumble about how they don’t appreciate him.
• He loves when you cheer for him and take photos of him. He won’t say it, but he melts when you show him off.
• When he gets injures, he is very stubborn but listens to you when you tell him he needs to rest. On the other hand, you still want to skate even when injured. So, he literally has to restrain you in bed so you can recover, he will lay on top of you (being careful to not squeeze the injured part of your body) so you can’t get up.
• Is very sassy and annoyed when the judges are biased or didn’t score to his liking (he think you should win every single competition you enter). Surprisingly is good friends with your coach (Nick bough them cookies and now they are besties).
• Once he bought two new pair of skates (one for him and one for you) and exchanged the laces from one of them, now you have a skate with white laces and he has one with black ones. He says that is to carry each other every time you step on the ice (which is when the both of you train and give your best). “It’s my lucky charm… and my mantra, when I see it, it reminds me that I can’t punch the other players in the face because you don’t like violence.”
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee
Ride or die.
Summary: Nick and latino boyfriend. NSFW. Also, Sub Nick (cus I know you all love that shit)
“Come on, it will be fun.” Nick begs as I roll my eyes at him. he got invited to another party this month, I feel like I will die if I go to another party, I just wanted to relax with him tonight, but I can’t resist his pretty eyes and his cute outfit. “I’m already changed, come on. Please.”
“Ugh.” I sigh, and consider what options I have.
“Please, amor. (amor)” Nick grins and sits on my left leg, his arms wrapping around my neck. “Please, I don’t wanna go alone.” He whispers against my ear. My arm wraps around his waist and I look up at him.
“All right.” Nick immediately jumps out of my lap and runs to grab his phone, sending an audio to whoever invited him saying that he is going with me and to wait for us. I roll my eyes because I can’t believe how weak I am for him.
In out way to the party Nick was extra sweet and loving with me, his way of thanking me. The party house was big, as usual, filled with people, music and alcohol. We walk inside, my hand on Nick waist, we pass throw the drunk people and get to a big living room where a few of our friends were sitting and chatting. Some girl approaches Nick and make him sit besides her while they talk, I sit next to Chris and he offers me a bear.
“Hi man. Thought you guys were gonna chill at you place.” He says loudly so I can hear him over the music.
“Yeah, you know how it is. If the prince wants something he gets it.” Chris laughs, after I finish the bear I join the conversation fully, laughing and catching up with a few of them.
After two or three bears I feel relaxed, I lean back on the couch, a brand-new bear on my hand, the music vibrating throw my body. I feel a little tap on my shoulder takes me out of my trance, I turn around and Madi is standing there.
“Hi, I just wanted to let you know that Nick is dancing over there, my legs hurt a bit and I wanted to sit down, just so you know where he is.” She smiles warmly at me and I follow her finger until I see Nick dancing and jumping here and there. I smile at her.
“Thanks, Mads.” She goes to sit with the rest of the group. I lean back on the couch again, the cold liquor hitting my throat when I sip it, I spread my legs to try and adjust the growing problem in my pants. I smile at myself while admiring Nicks body dancing to the loud music. When I finish the bottle, I put it on the ground and stand up, walking slowly but decided to him. when I’m behind him I grab him by the waist and press him against me.
“You alone, lindo? (cutie).” I whisper against his hear. I feel him giggle, but he doesn’t stop swaying his hips from side to side.
“No, I’m here with my boyfriend.”
“Oh, are you?”
“Yep.”
“I don’t see him.” I kiss the back of his ear, making his back arch a bit.
“He knows how to fight.”
“Bet he does. What else?”
“He is super rude.”
“Really? And why a niño bonito (pretty boy) like you is with such a mean guy?”
“He is good to me.” Nick turns around, his arms wrapping against my neck, our chest touching. “So good to me.” He kisses my cheek and I roll my eyes.
“Hi, guapo (handsome).” I kiss him back. “Madi told me she ditched you.”
“She didn’t ditch me.” he rolls his eyes. “So… you came so I wasn’t dancing alone?”
“I mean, I don’t mind watching you dance alone. It was a really nice, I might ask you to dance for me more often.” His cheeks light up a bit. “A little show just for me, what do you think?”
“Maybe… I’ll have to think about it.”
“What a tease…” I grab him by the waist and pull him closer to me, my hardness pressing against his soft tummy. “Let’s go home.”
“But-“ I move my hips a bit, rubbing a bit more onto him, his cheeks grow redder and he bites his lip. “Okay, I’ll tell them you are sleepy, go turn on the car.” I smile widely, grab him by the hair and pull him into a sloppy wet kiss, when I let him go, he is red and panting.
“I’ll wait for you on the car.” I go to the car, I wait maybe 5 or 8 minutes until Nick is inside the car and I quickly drive to my house, lucky for us it wasn’t that far away.
We stumble into the house, his shirt already on the floor when he pushes me against the door while locking it. Our hips meeting, rolling and pushing to get the friction we needed. I take off my shirt and push him, walking forwards while still kissing, the back of his knees hit the couch and he falls into it, I climb on top of him while unbuckling my belt.
“I’m gonna ruin you, god, I want to hear you scream tonight.” I leave my belt on the coffee table and take his pants off, a little wet stop on his boxers where his tip lies. I smile to myself while I attack his neck, leaving red marks all over it, my right hand rubbing and massaging his hard dick.
“Please, need you.” I bite down, my teeth leaving a mark close to his jaw. I slap his butt and sit up.
“Work for it.” He sits up to, his face blushed and a confused face. “Put on a show for me, come on, make me want to fuck you.” Nick looks down and bites his lips. He stands up, I open my legs so he is standing between them, his hips start to sway and roll, his pretty face all flushed as he dances for me. When I feel like I have had enough I pull him into my lap, the rough material of my jeans rubbing against the wet and soft cotton of his boxers, his hips start to buckle and roll on top of my clothed dick.
“Did I do a good job?”
“Claro, mi amor (of course, mi love). I loved it. You deserve to be ruined.” I smile, his lips meet mine, a hungry and needy kiss is shared between us, his hips never stop moving, my arms wrapped around his waist, grabbing and pushing down on his ass making our bodies be even closer. “Shit, I need you. Take those out.” I demand, when Nick starts to take off his boxers, I take my jeans and boxers out too, tossing them on the floor. Before Nick sits down on my lap again, I speak. “Pass me the belt.”
“W-what?”
“I think I spoke clearly, pass me the belt.” He gulps and grabs my belt from the coffee table. “Good boy, turn around for me.” When Nick turns around, he puts his hands behind him so I can tie them up. “It would be just like last time.” I kiss his lower back gently. “¿Por que tan nervioso? Recuerdo que esa noche me pedias que no parara (why so nervous? I remember that night you were begging me to not stop).” I laugh a bit and kiss above his elbow. “Turn around. On your knees.” I look down at him, my hard dick on my hand, his soft lips leave a sweet kiss on my tip, then he goes down on it, his head going up and down, up and down, his back arching prettily.
I groan and moan as he makes a mess out of me. “Enough, enough.” I say, my chest going up and down. I pat my lap. “Come on, you earned it.” Nick stands up, I grab him by the waist so he doesn’t lose balance, he straddles my hips, I grab the base of my length with one hand so its easier for him to slide down. When his hips meet mine, he lets out a loud moan.
“Fuck.” His chest heavily falls up and down. Nick hides his face on my shoulder and I feel him bite down on it.
“I know, I know.” After a few seconds I feel him starting rolling his hips. “That’s it. Good job.” Nick picks up the pace of his hips, starting gently bounce up and down, I throw my head up, my hands squeezing his plushy waist helping him move above me.
I can hear Nicks pants and moans against my neck, one of my heads leave his waist and goes to his hair, with a firm tug I make him look at me, his pupils dilated, his furrowed brows and watery eyes making him look so hot. I attack his mouth, our moans and groans suppressed by each others mouths. When Nick pulls away his gaze meets mine.
“You look so pretty bouncing for me.” I slap his ass, bot of my hands again on his waist, my thumb massaging and my fingers squeezing his flesh.
“Fuck- can’t, please.”
“Please, what?” he looks down where our hips meet, his lip between his teeth.
“Can I cum? Please.” he begs. I grab his waist firmly, making him stop his movements.
“¿Como decirte que no? (how could I say no to you?)” my hips buckle up, hitting the right spot with every thrust, his back arches, his moans are uncontrollable, I feel intoxicated by the way he says my name and his eyes are shut with pleasure. The wet noises mixing with the lovely sound of our bodies hitting together filling the room. I feel him clench around me, and with a loud moan his legs end up shacking, Nicks forehead against mine, his whole weight on top of me again, heave breaths leaving him, I give him a sweet kiss while he rolls his hips against me, the warmth of his cum all over my chest dripping down to my stomach.
Once his breath steadies, I speak. “Ready?” Nick just nods and hums. With a swift move I turn him around, his chest and face hitting the softness of the couch, his hips still attached to mine. “Come on babe, arch that pretty back.” I massage his lower back and lean in to kiss his shoulder when he arches his back. “Eso es (that’s it), good boy. Que obediente (how obedient).” The first thrust few thrusts are soft.
“Please…” Nick moans prettily, his eyes meeting mine over his shoulder.
“Dios… me vuelves loco (god… you drive me crazy.” My thrust increase speed and I try to hit as deep as I can, my hips rolling to make sure it feels extra good. I lean forward again, pushing his chest down with mine, I moan and bite down on his neck. “¿se siente bien? ¿si? Se que te encanta cuando hablo español, que sucio que eres. Dios, solo escúchate. (does it feel good? Yeah? I know you love it when I speak spanish. God, just hear yourself.) You sound like a slut.
“Fuck. Yes, ‘m yours, your slut.”
“Good boy. God, you are so hot.” I shut my eyes, biting down on his shoulder. “Close, baby.”
“M’too. Wannit inside. Please.” His hands grab down on the couch, his hips backing up against mine.
“As you wish.” My legs shake, my heart races. “Ah, mierda (Oh, fuck).” Nicks legs shake, his legs going limp, when I pull out my white seed falls from his insides. “Oh shit.” I try to catch my breath. Nick turns around, he is laying on his back, his vest going up and down heavily. “¿Como estas mi amor? (how are you, my love?)”
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee
DADDY COME BAAAACK
LMAO, NOT DADDY.
so, currently working on a sub!Nick x latino bf. probably will be posted tomorrow.
i promise ill try to feed you all more often.
hi ebybody
i kinda liked the Ballet Boy Nick x reader fic i wroteeee, and i wanted to write more ablut them, so let me know if you'll like that.
(also, if you wanna you can send your ideas for bb!Nick)
How about.... Nick Sturniolo as a ballet boy
Ballet boy Nick x reader
The morning was cold, the breeze soft, it was early and the smell of coffee was filling the kitchen, my eyes still adjusting to being awake. I hear my older sister talk on the phone with someone. I sigh, this will be a long day, I hate waking up this early.
“Come on, we are gonna be late.” She says, looking at herself on her phone camera and slicking back some hairs, her black leotard hidden by her pink coat. I smile weakly at her, she really is passionate about this, it makes me happy.
“Going, boss.” I say, pouring the freshly brew coffee on a heat adaptive bottle to keep it warm. A few cars pass by, fewer people walk here and there. The sun is barely rising, the engine of my car roars as I yawn. “Bia, want me to pick you up too?” I take a long sip of the hot coffee and feel a tiny burn sensation on my tongue.
“Yeah, I think some friends wanted to eat us afterwards. Steph is gonna be there, obvi.” I let out a soft groan. “I know, I know. I’ll tell Steph to not embarrass you in front of the cute waiter again.”
“Shut up, Bi.” I start to drive, the soft music of Bias ‘pre ballet’ playlist making me feel like I’m still dreaming, I can hear her taking pictures of herself and I feel the warmness in my heart. She really has come a long way, she has a lot of friends, she is confident and has a loving girlfriend, who loves to embarrass me in front of people I find cute.
I park right outside the petite building in the corner of a street, right besides a coffee shop and adjacent to a small park. Bianka waves goodbye at me and get off the car, I wait of her to enter the building and when she does, I wait for her text.
“Upstairs.” And attached to it is a photo of her smiling to the mirror with Stephanie beside her.
“Tell her I say hi.” I reply. When I put my phone down, I grab my coffee and drink all of it in one long sip. Since it was so early, I had to slow drive to the library for it to open in order for me to start working on my essay. I hear my phone ring as I step out of my car. I pick up and raise the phone to my face. Bias panicked voice hits my ear even with the phone a few centimeters away from it.
“Oh god, oh god.” She speaks. I panic for a slit second too. “I left my pointe shoes in your car.”
“What?” I heard her loud and clear, I just couldn’t believe what she was saying.
“I left them. You have to bring them here, now. Please, the elections for the Black Swan are today and you know how hard I have-“
“I’m on my way, don’t panic. I’ll be fast.” I say as I open the door to my car again.
“Okay, don’t drive too fast.”
“I won’t.”
Thankfully, today seemed to be a slow day for most people because the streets weren’t as cramped as usual. I park, enter the building, and walk upstairs to the salon. I slowly open the door and walk inside, the room is big, filled with mirrors and bars on the walls, people are stretching and adjusting their shoes all around the floor. I see a few girls and guys staring at me, I gulp. I slowly walk to where Bia is.
“Bi.” I call her and she turns around. Hugging me tightly, I pat her back.
“Thanks! Thanks, thanks, thanks. God, I was about to cry.” She let’s go off me, I look around and nervously wave at Steph and her other friends.
“Hi…”
“Take a seat while I put these on, I’ll give you 5 dollars for the inconvenience.” She says as she lures me to a corner where her stuff is. I lean into one of the bars screwed to the walls.
“No needs to.”
“Shush, I want to, plus you can buy yourself more coffee, I swear you are an addict to that thing.” She sits on the floor and starts putting her shoes on. I look around the room, on the other corner, alone, a boy spins and stretches his arms up and to the sides, I see his turn and jump, doing things whose names I don’t remember but I swear I listen to Bia talk about. I become mesmerized by his elegance and figure. It’s like the whole room goes quiet, and it’s only the faint noises of the cars and people passing by, the wind hitting the windows and sliding in throw the curtains and in the middle of that beautiful picture is him, twirling around like no one I have seen. It was all black and white, him being the only color in my mind, until I feel a nudge on my leg. I quickly snap out of my mind. “Who you lookin at?” Bia smiles at me and raises and lowers her brows playfully at me. I quickly turn my face around.
“No one.”
“Come on, tell me. I probably know him.”
“Shhh, I don’t want to have this conversation. I’m leaving.” I stand straight, one foot in front of the other when I feel Bis arms around mine, and her voice screaming. ‘NIIIICK’ in a high-pitched voice. I freeze, all my muscles tensing up. I feel my face getting red and my heart beating faster when the guy I was staring at gives one last graceful spin and turns to look at us, when he sees Bianka he smiles warmly at her and waves to her. Bia makes a motion with her hand, telling him to come closer. “I hate you. I really do. No more free rides to ballet.”
“You don’t, thank me when you guys get married.”
“Won’t happen.”
“You don’t know that.”
“What I do know is that I have a crazy sist-“
“Oh my god, hi Nick.” My back instinctually straightens and I look at this Nick guys eyes, and I become more enamored with his sight when I see they are different shades of blue, I put all the energy and will in my body and soul to not become bright red.
“Hi Bii.” He says, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Who is this?” he points at me, like I’m not there, and maybe I am not, because if he would have asked me, I would have now said a words due to how nervous I feel.
“Oh, this little guy? He is my amazing brother; he brought my pointe shoes because I forgot them on his car. Can you believe that? anyway, I wanted to introduce you two because he is the one who will come pick us up to go get food.” She says smiling widely. I want to die, little guy? Are you serious, BI? I’m not a toddler.
“Oh, that’s great, I didn’t want to bother Matt today, he seemed pretty tired.” He says to Bi, then he turns to me. “Hi, nice to meet you, I’m Nicolas but you can call me Nick.” He says, every word sliding out of his mouth like he has already predicted that this was going to happen, like he has practiced this, not a stutter, not a slip, never. He was perfect. From his way of dancing to the way he spoke to people, I hated how perfect he seemed. It must not be real; he has to be fake. “You are a guy of few words.”
“Oh, I… yeah, I guess, nice to meet you too.”
I wanted to burry myself on the ground, I wanted to scream and jump out of the window, I wanted to punch him in the face because he can’t be this handsome. I wanted to kiss him, because if he is perfect a all of those things, he must be perfect at that too.
But I was saved by all these random and uncoherent thoughts by the class teacher, who spoke loudly and clear. “Class is about to start, please, all boyfriends and girlfriends and partners out of the room… Mini Bia you too.” I sigh. And then I heard him laugh and I couldn’t hold it anymore, my face went bright red.
“God, why does she call you that?”
“Long story…” I stare at him while he tries to compose himself, he isn’t perfect… but that just makes him prettier.
“You better tell me that story when we eat. I will die if you don’t.” he puts his hand on my arm and squeezes it, a simple friendly gesture that makes my mind go berserk.
“I wasn’t planning on eating with-… yeah, I’ll tell you there.” I smile at him and wave goodbye at everyone in the room. Before I go out, I see Bia smiling at me and putting one of her thumbs up.
I couldn’t get any work done; all I could think of was him. I wanted to talk to him every hour of every day. I wanted to know every single inch of his body and soul, I wanted to know his dreams, hopes, wants, needs, I want everything. I stared at the words on my computer, and the caffeine on my body rushed throw my veins after my 3rd cup of the day. I let out a loud groan of frustration followed by a “SHHH” of someone near me. “I’m sorry.” I loudly whisper back.
I have always been patient, when you have a sister like Bianka you have to be, one of her longest recitals lasted up to 3 hours, without counting the time she spend grabbing her things, getting changed, collecting all the roses and bouquets she received, taking pictures with every single friend and teacher, exchanging instagrams with the new people she met there, going back to the changing room because she forgot something, talking to people, arranging post recital gatherings, deciding where they wanted to eat. The whole deal requires patience, and I have it. But not now, not when I have to wait 4 hours for them to finish training.
But magically I did. Bias text came in, telling me to pick them up. I grabbed my stuff, waved goodbye to the old lady at the counter and went to my car. As soon as the engine roars I start to drive, arriving quickly to the building, I text her back. “Outside.” She reads it but doesn’t reply, I wait for about five or eight minutes. When I ear a little tap on the window. I see Nick bending a bit so his face is at my height, I lower the window.
“Hi, is this mini Bia? The uber app says that’s the name of the driver.” He smiles at me, his hair a bit messy and his clothes changed, more casual and relaxed. I roll my eyes at him but a wide smile is painted across my face.
“That’s me, sir. Come in and I’ll take you to your destination.” He laughs and stands straight; he walks over to the copilots’ side and sits besides me. Bia and her friends open the door and rush inside the car laughing and giggling.
“Sorry for being late, there was a spider in the changing room.”
“What?” I say.
“Just drive.” I do as she tell me, I hear them talk and complain and whine about the roll distribution, but Bia seems happy because she got the roll she wanted, Nick did too. So, I offered to buy them all a coffee after we eat, so they can keep chatting and I have an excuse to try and get closer to Nick.
The restaurant they wanted to go was pretty, string lights all over the roof, lots of plants here and there, calm music paying and a nice sweet smell all over the place. We sat down close to a large window, I sat across Nick, besides Bia. Everyone ordered the food and while we waited, I hear Nick talk.
“So… why mini Bi?” he says looking at me with a smile I gulp.
“Once I went to give Bianka something she forgot at the house to her, and her ballet teacher raised her voice at me, she said ‘Bia, why aren’t you changed yet?’ I just looked at her panicked, then Bia rushed to my side and she was shocked, she says we look identical. So, she started to call me mini Bia when we told her I was actually younger that Bianka.” Nick giggles a bit as I talk.
“You two do look alike.” He says.
“I don’t think that.”
“Really? You literally have the same eye and face shape.”
“Yeah, but some people say we look like twins. I think I am a hotter version of her.” Her friends laugh, Nick doesn’t. His eyes narrow and they go from Bia to me, from me to Bia.
“Speaking of twins. Matt yesterday bought 3 packs of sodas with my card. I want to strangle him.”
“Who’s Matt?” I ask.
“Oh, my brother.”
“His hot brother.” One of Bias friend say.
“Shut up, they look like me.”
“I’m not saying you are not hot.”
“You literally said the hot one, implying only he is hot.” Both of them smile at each other as they play fight. Then, like a bucket of iced cold water, Nick says. “Don’t you think I’m hot?” while looking at me dead in the eyes. I freeze.
“Well… I- I don’t think I should say that because I just meet yo- NOT saying that you are not, just I don’t think it’s appropriate and I-“ he laughs even harder, and if my face was red, not I invented a new color with my cheeks.
“I’m just joking.” He puts on of his hands on top of mine. I gulp and let out a sigh. Once again, I get saved by someone else, the waiter comes in without food, I slide my hands out of the table and grab my pants tightly. God, I’m so red.
“You feel good? you are so red; do you need air?” Bia asks, a cheeky smile on her face. I glare at her.
“No, I’m fine.” I try to play it off.
The food was nice, what wasn’t nice was trying to melt every time Nick laughed or looked at me. we had coffee, we laughed more, I got red over and over again. I left them on a mall, everyone got down but Nick who was ‘grabbing his stuff’. He gave me his phone, the contacts app open and the keyboard composed with numbers filling half of the screen. I look up at him surprised. “Just in case I need a ride.”
“You can tell Matt.” I whisper.
“But I can’t go on dates with him, can I?”
“Oh…. Ohhhhh, shit. Yeah, fuck, sorry. I didn’t mean to curse.” I grab the phone out of his hands and type in my phone number and give it back to him, he smiles and gets down of the car when he closes the door and takes a few steps closer to my sister and the group my phone rings. I pick up.
“I had to confirm.” He says.
“I will never give you the wrong number.”
“You better not. See you around.”
“Yeah, have fun.” I smile at him looking at him throw the window, he waves at me and the all walk inside the mall. I bury myself into the steering wheel, god, thanks Bianka.
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee
Masterlist.
☆= smut *=platonic
♡=stablished relationship
!= angst
$=confession/not partners but things happen
one-shots:
Accidental Confession $
Piss off your parents $
Jealousy ♡
Kitchen Accident [part 2] [part 3] $☆
Eye roll. [part 2] ☆♡
Romantic night ☆♡
Proud of you, buddy [part 2] [part 3] *
Little Angel ♡
He likes me? $
Awkward meeting ♡
Falling again ♡
Surprise ♡
Sleepover ♡
I'm here ♡
New Feelings $
My Pretty Boy ♡☆
Free Sample $
Didn't mean to ♡!
Lovely Stranger $!
Our Secret $!!
Grown up *
More than that $
Quiet. [part 2] ☆$
New *
Oh, well ♡
Blindfolded ♡☆
Brother *
Get me out ♡
Privacy *
Caught ♡
Your lips, my lips... $
All I Need ♡☆
To be loved by... ♡
Snow day ♡
Take your time ♡!
First kiss ♡
Stupid and Idiot $☆
I'm here ♡!
Make it better ♡☆
Wait ♡☆
Sisters' Bestfriend $
Kiss it better ♡!!
Hold my hand ♡
Start Over [part 2] !$
Feel better ♡☆
First time ♡☆
headcannons:
Aftercare ♡
Kisses ♡
Nightmare ♡
Brat Tamer ♡☆
Sub! Nick ♡☆
FWB! Nick $☆
Nick w/ Goth!Boyfriend $♡
Stay at home dad! Nick ♡♡
Nick and Fem!Boyfriend ♡☆
Sub!Fem!Nick ♡☆
Bsf to Lovers $♡
Snaps:
Nick x !DragQueen reader !♡
as Nicks BF ♡ [0.5]
from Matt and Chris but Nick has a crush. [part 2]
Nick x Drag Queen reader
How you guys meet:
"Hey, Lovy (your stage name). Boss told me there is a birthday boy today, make sure to do your special song for him. I’ll leave you the name here." My friend and coworker leave a note on my desk as I keep putting make up on my face.
"All right, thanks."
"Have a great show." they pat me on the shoulder and leave.
The show was great, all of the Queens were amazing as usual. The last and longest act was mine, since I love to talk and Im friends with the bar owner.
My music plays and I get on stage with a bright smile, some people clap, some people scream. I dance until my first two songs end. Then I grab the microphone that’s on stage.
"A little manager told me; someone is having his birthday todaaaaay." I say scanning the room for the birthday boy. "Where are you? raise your hand to receive your gift." I see a guy slowly raise his hand, brunet hair and surrounded of friends who made fun of him for his red cheeks, perfect, my favorite kind of show. "Ohhh, I see you. I’m coming baby." I walk down the stage and to his table, the "birthday" music started to play, it’s just a song we always play on birthdays and the Queen on stage will dance for whoever is celebrating that day.
I stand in front of him and I see him gulp at my sigh, he tries to meet my eyes but is too shy to do it. "What’s your name?"
"I-... Nick."
I put the microphone close to my lips again. "Everyone give an applause for Nick." The bar claps, and shouts and whistles for his, he giggles. I leave the mic on his table and I start my performance. I dance for him and him alone.
When the music stops, I was sitting on his right leg, microphone on my hand. His friends holding back laughter and recording us, mostly his red face.
"Happy birthday, Nick." I said and stood up to walk to stage. "Oh." I turn around., "If you want to buy me a drink, my shift ends in 1 hour." I wink at him, the lights turn off and when they turn back on, I was on stage again, my next two songs playing on the speakers.
your shift ends.
"AHHHH, my knees hurt. Why did I choose floor work as a statement for me????" one of my coworkers complain.
"Girl, ask me. My neck hurts, I regret buying those big ass wigs." someone else says.
"Why are you so distracted??" the first one said.
"Nothing."
"Cute birthday boy."
"SHHHH. No, it’s not that, god." I roll my eyes. "See you tomorrow." I wave at them.
"Byeeee, tell us how your date goes." I roll my eyes at this and go outside, hopping that he stayed to buy me a drink.
The manager was standing outside the changing room.
"Wh-"
"Birthday boy wants to buy you a drink. Is he cool or creep? do i kick him out? do I call security?"
"Its fine Ali. I told him he could. thanks for worrying." I kiss their cheek and walk to the main room, searching for him, I can see him... Nick, I can see Nick standing close to the bar nervously looking back to his friends who hyped him up.
I walk to him and stand beside him, leaning into the bar.
"Hi, Larry. Can you make me a margarita?" I turn around and look at him. "Waiting for someone?"
"Oh, hi. I didn’t see you coming." He nervously adjusts his shirt and takes a sip of his water. "What drink do you want?"
"Already ordered."
"Oh... great. Uh, great show. I loved that thing you did on stage when you stood on a chair and all that thing."
"Thanks, Nick."
"How do you know my name??" he seems very nervous. How cute.
"You told me."
"RIGHT! I forgot, how embarrassing." his cheeks light up again.
"You are cute."
"Uh?"
"You are cute, Nick."
After long hours of talking and a quick exchange of numbers, you and Nick start to become closer and closer every time you guys hang out.
He loves to go to your shows, alone or with his friends.
Once the two of you start dating, he will show you off (more than he used to do), he will drag his friends to see you perform, he will post your reels or posts on his stories, he will take millions of pictures and videos of you performing (in everyone video you can hear him scream).
He loves to stare at you while you put your make up and wig on. He thinks you look sexy while doing it.
He will 100% let you dress him up and put make up on him.
Will go with you to buy make up or clothes.
Always wants to be the highest tip after your shows.
Fall in love with you more every time he sees you in high heels or boots.
Always reminds you how much he loves you and how amazed he is at your hard work.
Will kiss your bruised knees (if you do floor work) or massage your back and neck.
Nick will bring flowers to your performances to cheer you up.
Overall, he is the best boyfriend you could ask for.
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee
cooking a nick x drag queen and a ballet boy Nick fics. please wait for meeee
I DOOOO, check em out :3
Are there any good dom!Nick fics??
For scientific reasons obviously...
well since it’s for science, i know @neo404 has a few on their masterlist 😌
hii lol.
i need inspo, please send requests (preferably fluff!!!)
virgin nick x virgin reader?!!?
The first.
Tw: NSFW. General nervousness and anxiety.
Note: no penetration.
The laughs die on the screen as Nick turns the volume down, the baking show we were watching being forgotten by us as he turns his body to me.
“Say that again.” Nicks voice is serious, not mean, but it reflects how much he cares about me and what I said. I sigh, looking down to my pajama short and then to his chin, unable to look him in the eyes.
“I said… said that I wanted to have sex with you.” I look down to his chest, my mind racing and my heart drumming against my chest. Nick and I have had very open conversations about sex and things we would like to try some day, some day. Because we have never done it before, Nick always reassures me that I don’t have to be ready just because he is, and I can take as long as I need to, but I have waited long enough and I feel ready.
“I- shit, well, that caught me off guard.” He grabs my hands and squeezes them gently. “A-are you sure? I mean, do you mean in general or like you want to do it? And if you want to do it, would that be now, soon or in an indeterminate time? And-” I smile as he rambles, his cheeks all red and his eyes trying to meet mine, I shush him.
“I mean as in now… like, I have been thinking about it lately, and I feel ready.” I look up, his blue eyes piercing into mine. He nods slowly and I smile warmly at him.
“Yeah, okay. We can do it.” He sighs and let’s go of my hands, his body moving closer to mine, our legs touching. The noises of the cars passing by blend with out heavy and nervous breaths. “Can I kiss you?” he whispers so low, like a secret only him and I share, I nod and his right-hand cups my cheek, the warmth of it warming up my face. I close my eyes when his lips touch mine.
My hands travel to his chest and hair, pulling and playing with his hair and shirt. The kiss that was once innocent and caring turned into a heated and passionate one, nothing that we haven’t done before, yet.
His strong hands drag me to his lap, his back hitting the headboard of the bed, my hands going to his shoulders and down to his chest. One of his hands travels up down my shirt and massages my waist.
“Can I take it off?” Nick mutters between kisses and pants.
“Yes, do it.” I pull away from him and I put my arms up so he could take his shirt off easily. Nick throws it on the floor. I gently tug at the shirt he was wearing. “Can I?” I whisper closer to his face. He nods.
“Yes, yes.” I give him a peck on the lips and then slide up his sleeping shirt. His chest going up and down, his collarbones and the way his shoulders meet his neck made me feel wild, I wanted him. I stare at his body, mouth lightly opened when shamelessly eying him. “Stop staring, didn’t your parents teach you manners?” I bite down on my lip and look at him in the eyes, my face burning with desire.
“Shut up. Stop, being hot.”
“I’m not doing anything.” He smiles, his hands travelling to my waist pulling me in, our chest touching, his forehead against mine. “Or do you want me to stop?”
I quickly shake my head. “No, can we keep going?”
“Yes, we can. You are just too sweet, aren’t you?” he kisses me again, biting into my lips, he pushes his tongue into my mouth, and unconsciously my hips start to grind against his, the sudden friction and the hardness of his length pressed against mine making me feel warm and needy. His grip on my hips tightens. “Shit. That’s it, press down on it.” He moans, his face now buried into my neck as he moves and pushes down my hips, I can feel him biting and sucking on my neck and shoulder, his teeth sinking into my skin and leaving red marks all over it.
A warm sensation engulfs all of my body, I feel my stomach tightening, Nicks hands on my hips and ass help me move all over his lap. My eyes are shut and my mouth hangs open as I throw my head back, I grip unto Nick shoulders and try to suppress my moans. I can feel Nick grabbing my head and lower back, with a swift and gentle move he makes lay on the bed, my eyes open and I let out a gasp, Nick is towering over me, his pants lowered to his knees, I feel my mouth salivating looking at the damp patch on his boxers, I quickly tug down my shorts.
“Need help?” he asks, his face all red and his hair messed up, a cheesy smile on his face. I nod and he helps me take off the shorts. “Eh, I think I can’t put it in…’’
‘’Why not?” I ask, a bit worried.
“Well, this was a bit sudden, and we have never… you know, so… shit, neither of us has prepped for this.”
“Prepped wha-… ohhhh.” Nick rolls his eyes and punches me playfully. “Well, I don’t mind, sex doesn’t mean something has to go inside the other person.”
“God, please stop talking.” He chuckles.
“Whatever you want.” Nick leans over me and kisses my mouth again, a shiver creeps up my spine. He leaves damp kisses on my cheeks, nose and neck. His hips meet min again, the hardness of his dick pressing against my most sensitive area. He starts rolling and moving his hips, a wave of pleasure and neediness washes over me. I suppress a moan biting on my lip.
“Don’t do that.” Nick pouts close to my face. “Wanna hear you, sounds pretty.” I thought he couldn’t get any redder, guess I though wrong. His lips crash into mine again, his skilled tongue moving and pressing against mine, the wetness on my boxers growing, and the tightening sensation polling on my lower stomach.
“Shit, Nick. I think-” I look down where our hips meet, Nick lowers his boxers, taking his big cock out, with a quick move he opens the slit on my boxer and shoves his length in there. I feel my back arch, the sudden warmness and direct contact making my mind go dizzy. I shut my eyes as Nick rams his hips into mine, the sounds our body make when they are this close are nasty.
Nick goes faster and messier. His eyes are shut and he is letting out low groans and high moans, he looks down at out hips, his hands go to my waist and grips tightly on them.
“Fuck, I can’t. Feels too good.” he whispers. His hips thrust two, three times more and he is gone, a thick and warm liquid dripping over me, but he doesn’t stop moving his hips, even when his eyes are watery and he is sensitive. Nick bites down on my shoulder, the arch in my back grows, I squeeze my eyes as I let out a big moan, Nick thrusts stop when he feels my juices combine with his. I open my eyes and take deep breathes, my heart is racing and I feel a bit dizzy. “Shit…” Nick presses his forehead against mine. “We made a mess.” I laugh.
“A bit… how do you feel?” I ask timidly.
“Amazing.” He reassures me with a warm smile. “Thanks, love. It means a lot to me that you trust me this much.”
“I feel the same way. I love you.”
“I love you too.” he kisses my cheek. “Let’s go take a shower.”
feel better
summary: nick has a long day, so you help him feel better
tw: nsfw
i hear nicks voice message as i walk into my room. my hair damp from my shower, i sigh as i hear that he is having a rough day, today he comes to have a sleepover and i wanted to have a nice time with him, we still can, but i hate it when he comes grumpy, it makes me feel a bit sad that i cant always help him.
i send a message trying to comfort him and reasure him that it will be fine, that he just has to wait a few hours more and we can cuddle in front of my tv while he tells me all about his (in his words) annoying lame brothers.
i clean up my room a bit as i wait for him to come home. he said he was on his way, so i quickly changed clothes and sat in my livingroom waiting for the knock on my door, i look down at my phone and open tiktok, i scroll pass some funny videos and some romantic/cute couple videos, i see some slides that read "when he is having a bad day, so i suck it away" i snorted at this, amazed by the peoples unhinged comments about their partners and how they will do this or how they want their partner to do this.... wait, my boyfriend is having a bad day, should i-.
KNOCK KNOCK.
i shake the thought away as i stand up, i hear some keys moving and the door opens, he used the spare key i gave him a long time ago.
"honey." i say as i walk to him as hug him tightly, his tired eyes looking at mine as i kiss his lips softly.
"hi." he whispers. we stand there a long time, his face buried in the crook of my neck, i hear him hum and sigh against my skin.
"lets go lay down on my room." nick doesn't reply, he just hums. i pull our of the hug, but he grabs my hand snd walks closely to me as i close and lock the door, then on the kitchen i pour a glass of water for him, his hand still on mine, and when we were walking to my room he was practicaly glued to me, his chest against my back as we made it to my bed.
"wanna tell me about your day?" i ask as i sit make him sit on the edge of the bed.
"hm, bot really. just the usual fights with matt anc chris, just that today they decided to be more annoying than usual, dumb kids." he rolls his eyes, i walk closer to him and his large arms wrap around my waist.
"maybe i can help to make you feel better."
"yeah? how will you do that?" he smiles weakly and looks up at me. i rub his shoulders and smile at him.
"maybe... i can eat you out." i see his cheeks burn up a bit, mine do too. even when we have been together for a long time and have done all kinds of things with eachother, we always get flustered when initiating intimate things.
"i- shit. how can i say no to that." i kiss his check and then go down on my knees in front of him, he looks down at me and grins.
"i'll make you feel better, i promise." i say as i start to feel his bulge over the thick fabric of his pants. he shuts down a moan.
"im sure you will." i feel his dick get harder from my touch, nick rolls and buckles his hips a bit as he tries to get mote pleasure.
"just relax, let me do the job." i unbuckle his jeans and with his help i push them down. his boxers have a wet spot right were his tip lays against the fabric, he seems a bit embarrased about it. "aww, such a messy boy." i see his face get red and he looks away. "its okay, baby, i know you needed this." i grab his lenght over the fabric and i rub my thumb against the wet spot, his sensitive cock twitching all over.
"fuck, need ylur mouth, please." he whines.
"who am i to say no to my pretty boy?" i play with the hem of his boxer a bit, pulling the elastic band and letting go of it so it slaps against his skin. i slide them down just enough for his lenght to stand up in front of me. white drop rolling down his lenght, i give lick and kisses to his head, my hand grabbing the base of his dick and my other hand playing with his half clothes balls.
i push it inside my mouth, at first slowly and teasing him a bit, he throws his head about, his mouth opens and lets out pretty moans and deep groans. my head moves up and down, every time deeper and faster, sloppy just like he loves it. now the room is filled with wet noises and nicks moans, praises and "i love you"s scaping his mouth.
his hips buckle and his legs tremble, his breath is uneven and one of his hands push down on my head making me gag. tears pooling in my face, his dick twitching and pulsing inside of me. i hear him cry out that he is close. i keep moving with his helps and when i least expect it i feel the warm liquid hit my throat. i pull away and cough a little, then i swallow, his taste all over my tongue, i get up and sit on his lap, his head resting on my chest as he tries to catch his breath.
"did you liked it." i ask and he nods.
"loved it."
"im glad." i kiss his forehead and move the little hairs sticking to his forehead out of the way.
"shit, thanks, it was amazing." he buries his head into me and rubs his cheek against my chest.
"im glad you enjoyed. lets go get you cleanned up."
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry
WHERE HAVE U BEENNNN
I HAVE BEEN SO BUSY LATELY, SO SORRY.
doing homework and studying is really fucking me up);
Do you think you would ever write a long series ?
AMAZING question!!
I dont know.... i mean i could do like a 5 or 7 episodes long one. But i really dont know what to make it about, like i could do it but i dont really have an idea to base it off.
SO, if you want to share any ideas with me you can comments on inbox me. :3
Start Over. (Part 2)
Note: a biiiit short.
Cold air hits my wet cheeks, a few tears running escape my eyes as I walk to his house. I can see it, its close. My throat tightens when I’m close enough to see him.
He looks up from his phone and stands up from the porch stairs.
"Nick..." I whisper when I step on the sidewalk Infront of his house.
"Shh..." His warmth hits my body, his arms wrapping around me, comforting and loving. I bury my head on the crook of his neck and I fight back the urge to crumble completely on his arms. "Let's go inside." He whispers.
We walk inside, his arms never leaving my body. His eyes filled with worry and love. We sit down on his bed, my legs shaking and my breath unsteady.
"I’m here. What happened?" his voice is soft, like I will break if he speaks any louder. He didn’t need to raise his voice for me to break, I cried move, his arms pulling me into his chest.
"Broke up with Lila." I say when I manage to calm myself down.
"I know. It's okay, take your time." I shake my head against his body, he shushes me as I try to remain calm.
"Nick... I like a guy." I pull back, looking at him dead in the eyes. He looks surprised but tries to remain calm. "Fuck this. Nick, I like you... and shit, I feel like I’m going to die, I have liked you since I have memory, since we met at school and you shared your crayons with me, and I think I feel in love with you when you pushed me down the water slide when we were 12. And I know I sound insane, I know I am "straight", but I’m not, I don’t know it I’m gay or whatever, the only thing I know is that I like you, it has always been you... " I look down at my shaky hands, tears rolling down my eyes even when I don’t feel like crying anymore. I wanted this to be over, if he was going to insult me and kick me out do it quick. If he was going to slap me then at least I could feel his warmth one last time.
I close my eyes, the tears that were polling on my eyes fell quickly. I feel his warm hand on my cheek, he didn’t hit me, instead he holds me. I nuzzle into his touch like it’s the last time I will do it, I don’t dare to open my eyes, I can’t look at him after all of this. I feel his lips near my eye, his lips touching my teary cheek.
"You are so dumb." he whispers near my skin. "I can’t believe you never told me." Another kiss, this time on my lips. Soft and tender, it’s the first time I feel good while kissing someone, maybe because he isn’t a girl. or maybe because the only person I ever wanted to kiss was him.
"I love you, I’m sorry." I mumble between caresses and kisses.
"Shah. I love you more." His arms pushed me closer to him. Our heartbeats becoming one, my fears banish thanks to him.
"I want to be yours. Let me." I look at him in the eyes, our forehead touching, his deep blue eyes piercing throw my soul.
“I let you. You are mine. Mine to take care of, mine to love, mine to kiss, cuddle, comfort. Mine to be with. Mine, mine…” his voice soothes my racing heart. I close my eyes and he kiss me again. Yours, I’m yours. I have always been his. Now he has given me the right to tell everyone that.
------
Lil extra:
"So, he was the reason you found out you liked girls?" Nick smiles widely while looking at Lila who sits in front of us with her girlfriend besides her.
"Yeah, can you believe it?" Lila winks at me and takes a sip of her drink. I blush and look at Nick.
"I hate this double date things."
"But you said you wanted us to be friends." Lila pouts.
"I know Ly, and I mean it. The both of you team to tease me and I don’t like that."
"Aww, don’t be so grumpy." Nick wraps one arms around me and I look away from him.
"So, tell me again how the two of you meet?" Lila’s girlfriend asks while pointing at me and Nick.
"Ohhh, it’s a fun story. So..."
Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee