#jealous nick

[charlies-corner22]

nick being jealous of charlie’s celebrity crush

then falling in love with him too

this will forever make me laugh

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

In fact, back behind the scenes, Jake and Max were always doing these bits. They're like, 'cause they thought the name was ridiculous too. So a lot of outtakes of Jake going Jax's Mctavish. And then Max would go Jax's McTavish from the San Francisco team and they just kept doing that bit over and over again. So in fact, every time I think of Jax's McTavish or this episode, or even Steve Howey, I always go, oh, from the San Francisco team, if I see a 49 ERs game, I go, oh look, it's the San Francisco team. Just based on this particular, just the the deleted scenes. -Lamorne

[doctorsiren]

Miles likes the square one 🤭

[bambalina777]

[oliviasroses19]

colin, my love. your mask is slipping.

Gif from @dearestgentlereaders

[lunarmoves]

dappled sunlight filters its way through the thin curtains of the window by the kitchen sink, warming your hands as you rinse off a few spoons. a pot set on the stove bubbles away with a soup you’d prepped not long ago, a savory smell saturating the air. your phone plays a gentle melody that you find yourself humming along to, lost to your thoughts with nothing to distract you from them. 

well—temporarily, that is. 

a light weight rests atop your head and you’re loathe to admit it makes you jump a little before you register golden hands coming up behind you. snaking under your arms so they can rest on the edge of the sink and tap gently away. 

“are you done yet?” sun asks, a tinge of impatience lining his voice. his voice cracks through the gentle atmosphere of the kitchen like a bolt of electricity. it makes a wry smile tug at your lips. wherever sun goes, exuberance is sure to follow.

you chuckle. “almost. soup’s just gotta simmer for a few more minutes. did you pick out a movie?” 

“ages ago,” he groans, his head shifting to instead nestle itself on your shoulder. one of his rays pokes you in the neck slightly before he retracts it. he watches you run a sponge over one of your kitchen knives. “moon thinks you’ll like it. it’s one of those comedy horror movies. willy’s wonderland?” 

“sounds fun," you say lightly. the knife gets rinsed off before you set it into the nearby dish rack. and before you can even wipe off your hands, sun suddenly wraps his arms around your midsection and pulls you backwards away from the sink. it's a movement so fluid yet jarring that you can't help the surprised laugh that escapes your lips. "sun! i said a few more minutes!"

"and a few minutes is all we need!" sun declares dramatically as he spins around a few times with you, aimless in his direction and unrelenting in his persistence.

you can't help the silly grin that spreads across your face, your movements limited as sun traps you against the front of his chest. he twirls around the little kitchen space, narrowly avoiding the counters' edges. it makes you giggle to yourself, dizziness lightly brushing itself against your senses. his hands eventually move to rotate your body around so that you're properly facing him. he wraps one arm around your lower back and grasps at your free hand with his other one in a gesture that makes your heart traitorously skip a beat.

you are tucked into his lithe body, the crown of your head barely reaching the center of his chest. he takes advantage of his height to trap you there, both your bodies pressed together like two pieces from the same puzzle. his warm arm holds onto you tightly—steadfastly. his grip on your hand is unwilling to let go for even the smallest of moments.

you manage to crane your head back to look at him and the wide grin taking up the lower portion of his face. something mischievous sparks within his white optics—where you can just faintly see his ringed pupils. "what are you doing?" your voice is bright and breathless with your laughter.

"isn't it obvious, my dear?" his smile widens as his head twitches slightly to the side. you can see his pupils dart over to the counter where your phone lays and it finally registers in your head that an upbeat song has started playing from its speakers. "we are! dancing! do try to keep up!"

that is all the warning you get before he absolutely sweeps you away. he leads you in a swing-style dance, rocking the two of you side to side in swooping gestures that has your heart bouncing all over your chest. you laugh and shriek when he gets a bit too close to the stove or a sharp corner, but he's quick on his feet and spins the two of you away in deliberate steps.

you can hear the click-click-click of his rays spinning and extending from his face plate, feel the gentle vibration of his voice box as he laughs alongside you. he croons out the words of the song in your ear and it makes the apples of your cheeks hurt from how much you're smiling.

you are not able to keep up with his rapid footsteps—his long legs make him easily able to overtake your own. you stumble and trip a few times, saved only by the tightness of his grip, until he eventually just squats down slightly and tightens his hold across your lower back. you are given not a single warning and you yelp as he lifts you up. your feet dangle off the ground as he hoists you so that your face is level with his own and your chests press together like they could become one. effortlessly and with not an ounce of hesitation.

he takes control completely with this new position and you are forced to simply let yourself be swung about like some kind of doll or stuffed animal as he prances and spins around your apartment. his face presses itself in the crook of your neck, eyes upturned into crescents and his smile bright enough to rival the, well, actual sun.

"sun, the soup! the soup!" you eventually manage to get out between loud laughs, the hand you have wrapped around his shoulders patting him rapidly. you nearly forgot in the whirlwind that sun is, only reminded after you caught a glimpse of the kitchen doorway when sun spun the right way in your living room. your stomach has started to ache and you know if you don't calm yourself down soon it will become unbearable as all extended bouts of laughter do.

"fret not! it has already been turned off!" sun says cheerily as he rocks side to side, making his way around the small coffee table positioned in the center of the living room. the glow of sunlight shimmering through your open windows causes him to be bathed in gold—like he has been touched by midas' hand. and it is utterly gorgeous.

"when did you do that?!" you ask breathlessly, moving to press your cheek against his face plate. it's cool against your skin that has warmed from all the prior movement. sun doesn't mind the contact if his spinning rays are any indication.

in lieu of a response, he only offers you a wink and a stretch of his smile in a sly grin. you huff out some more laughter that turns into a giddy, high-pitched sound when a new song starts playing and sun goes off again with replenished fervor. shouting the words and jumping about with you in his tenderly-tucked hold.

and well... by the time sun's had his fill of dancing and you've had enough of the dizzying twirls and aching laughs, the soup has long gone cold. you can't bring yourself to be upset about it.

[justaasexual]

Yes, yes, I'm aware that the Great Gatsby is supposed to be a tragedy, a commentary on the unssustainability of the American Dream and it ruins it if Gatsby moves on because the point is he CAN'T

But also Nick x Gatsby would be funny and I wish I could have seen the Buchanan's and everybody else in high society be absolutely HORRIFIED that those two disaster gays are being incredibly open about it.

[rythyme]

really not a fan of boston very explicitly saying "I want to be exclusive romantically but not sexually" only to be told "You're lying to yourself. I think you should be alone."

[somanyshipsstuff]

Penelope & Colin (Polin) being jealous for 4 minutes & 20 seconds

[thenickgirl]

alexa play ‘that should be me’ 😔💔

[charlies-corner22]

[lionheartamelia]

Can’t get over how perfect Hayley Atwell was as aunt Dianne. Imagine if we get a s4 and get to see her and Olivia in a scene together🤞

[theflowerofthecommonwealth]

I got upset that Nick's agency looked so rundown because RoboDad deserves better. So I fixed it up and decorated it with mods to give him a better place to live and work.

His office is still messy and disorganized but there’s a lot more storage so that everything has a proper place, it just gets moved around a lot.

Nick’s desk area now has a bunch of pictures and notes taped to the wall to help him spell out his thoughts on recent cases.

There’s also a picture of Maggie on his desk to remind him of his lady love.

His guest room looks a lot more cozy with actual sheets on the bed and pillows.

I know it’s kinda implied that it’s actually Nicks bed and Ellie sleeps upstairs, but I like to think she has her own apartment elsewhere.

Nicks new room has a big and luscious bed because he deserves to have one and no one can tell be otherwise. Let Gramps have some comfort dang it.

And there are books everywhere because Valentine seems like the type who likes to read and write. Some of those he wrote himself.

That carved duck on the dresser was a gift from a grateful client. Actually, most of the stuff he has are gifts because so doubt he’ll buy much comforts for himself.

[xxkittenkissesxx]

Me going through all of my emotions seeing so many of you girlies seeing Bad Omens😭 jk you know I love you guys hehe. Hoping I get to see them sometime next year🤞🏻

All I'm asking for is for maybe ERRA & Bad Omens to tour together.

[buddiedaydreamer911]

i think this is something we all can agree on.

the difference between buck’s and eddie’s jealousy.

buck: jealousy jealousy by olivia rodrigo

eddie: jealous by nick jonas

[thatsrightice]

Okay so picture this: they’re playing volleyball on the beach: Ice and Slider vs Maverick and Goose with the others watching from the stands and the games really close when all of a sudden there’s this high pitched shriek and a little girl running towards them. And they watch as Ice completely abandons the game and scoops up the giggling child with a broad grin, tossing her up in the air while a woman makes her way towards them. Mav is confused but then filled with intense jealously and disbelief when Ice kissed the lady on the cheek like excuse me??? Like, he and Ice had been flirting non stop for weeks and Maverick was almost gathering up the nerve to make his move but this lady is able to swoop in and steal his man just like that?? Or was that Ice’s wife and Maverick was just the side piece? So Maverick is understandably feeling guilty but also jealous and very very angry because Ice was supposed to be his. And Goose looks away from Slider and Ice talking with the lady and notices Maverick pouting but Goose just laughs at him!!

But then the lady, Slider, and Ice, still holding the admittedly cute little girl, start to make their way over and they’re introduced to Ice’s sister and niece who wanted to surprise Iceman with a quick visit and suddenly Maverick is feeling very stupid. And now that Mav is looking at them side by side… yeahhhhh they kinda do look alike don’t they. Goose, the dick, is bent over laughing wildly because of course he knew and of course he chose to watch Maverick squirm instead of telling him the truth.

And it’s later that night after his sister and niece have left, after a couple drinks at the o-club, and after they began their walk back to their housing that Mav found himself walking beside Ice. The rest of the aviators were well ahead of them and Ice took the opportunity to tease Maverick in his cool tone of voice that he usually enjoyed but right now it was just pissing him off so Maverick grabbed the collar of Ice’s shirt and kissed him right then and there.