#nerve

[moonluv2r]

[cannibalspicnic]

Remember when John Crichton had to pretend to be a Peacekeeper in season 1 and did an accent? I always wonder if he thought the translator microbes would translate the accent or if he was just enjoying getting into character.

[botanynightmares]

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You deserve a calm love with somebody who is good for your mental health and nervous system.

[yeahthatsinteresting]

NERVE (2016)

[applecidersturniolo]

fuck it.

(nerve au.)

in which..biker!chris and stoner!reader meet.

chris stood at the red light of the busy street, his bike in between his legs, the florescent red light illuminating his features. he pulled his phone out of his pocket, the device blowing up with messages, some from his brothers, a lot from friends.

dudeee!! you’re fuckin’ trending on nerve rn!

holy shit ur #1 in boston !!

if chris’ ego wasn’t big before, it definitely was now. as he was about to text a few people back a message popped up, a dare.

do a wheely into oncoming traffic.

do you accept or decline this dare.

chris sucked in a breath, his eyes flicking at the cars crossing from the opposite street, the lights shining right in his blue eyes, almost blinding. though, decline was always there, it was never really an option. it was stated in the fine print. on top of that, chris was trending, he couldn’t let this slip past his fingers like that.

“fuck it.” he muttered to himself, accept.

the video instantly started recording, “shit.” he whispered to himself, looking around in a frenzy, how was he supposed to achieve this? then he turned his head, his eyes matching with yours, perfect.

you had been skating around the streets of boston for the past thirty minutes, your red hooded eyes making it clear that you were high as a fuckin’ kite.

you were about to cross the street until someone caught your attention. “hey! hey!” the voice yelled, you looked up from your feet, your eyes met his. “can you do me a favor?” he sounded desperate, his phone clutching in his hands, “ ‘m not sucking your cock-“

“what? god- no! you idiot” the brunette scoffed, “jus’ need you to record me”

you smirked and held out your hand. “what? you have some pathetic biker insta account you need some ‘traction on”

chris rolled his eyes and placed his phone in your hand, “ha-ha very fuckin’ funny, sweetheart” chris grinned softly, “jus’ make sure you focus it on me, gonna be a lot to take in” chris smirk, before you could argue chris kicked his kickstand and revved his engine.

you eyes flicked at the red light, your eyes knitted together as you held his phone against you chest, the camera pointing directly at him, your gaze meets his phone, was he..live streaming? comments flooded the bottom half of the screen, the view count was growing by the second and in the top left corner was the word.. nerve.

your eyes met chris’ , you watched as he took a deep breath, revving his engine one more time before taking off into the heavy traffic,

“OH MY GOD-“ you screamed, your hand met your mouth, what in the fuck was he doing?!

you ran along the sidewalk, your board clutched in your left hand as you tried your best to catch up with him, the camera still panned on chris in the distance. you were about to hit the cross walk before you were cut off by chris’ bike, cutting you off completely.

DARE COMPLETE

your breath hitched as chris snatched his phone away from your grip, his face plastered with a satisfied smirk as the green words spread across the screen. your eyes were glued to his face, you couldn’t believe the kid was even in front of you right now, alive at that.

“what the fuck was that.” you spoke licking your lips. chris gave you a dry chuckle as he shook his head nonchalantly.

“don’t tell me you’ve never heard of nerve before, ma” chris spoke shoving his phone in his pocket.

your face twists, “ ‘course i’ve never fuckin’ heard of it! that’s why ‘m askin’ you” you spoke with a small smile.

“well lucky f’you, you’re lookin’ at the number one player in boston.” chris spoke with a grin.

you blew out a strand of smoke as you passed the joint back to chris, “so..’s just a fuckin’ game where you..do a dare?” you scoffed, clearly unimpressed.

chris smirks and accepts the joint from your fingers, “ yeah but..you can get famous in a matter of days, you can get y’name out there” chris spoke exhaling the smoke.

you simply rolled your eyes, chris held out his hand, “gimme y’phone” chris spoke with a sly smile, wiggling his fingers as if that was gonna convince you to give up your device.

but it worked, didn’t it?

you hesitantly pulled your phone from your pocket and unlocked it, handing it to chris.

chris pressed a few buttons and downloaded the app,

“welcome to nerve. are you a watcher or player?”

the robot voice exclaimed, chris’ eyes flickered to you then back to the phone, “y’seem like a real pussy..’m guessing you wanna be a watcher” chris smirked as his thumb hovered over the red watcher button.

you quickly snatched your phone and looked at your screen, “well you guessed wrong, biker” you spat as you quickly pressed player

chris smirked, “names chris,” he muttered as he watched you click the green button

“welcome to nerve, stoner.”

yall anit ready for what i have planned for this AU 😫

divider creds: @bernardsbendystraws

TAGS: @sosasturns @sturns-mermaid @courta13 @angelic-sturniolos111 @oopsiedaisydeer @whore4mattsturniolo

[n0rtist]

Here’s the latest Stemae, featured in my previous video.

Stemotl (Chroma): While Stemotls are not native to this region, they have been popular in research worldwide for their regenerative abilities. Researchers predict there is a way to reverse Stemotl's morphing process; however the process is still being studied.

Neurotl (Chroma/Neura): The covers on Neurotl's body are smaller when the Neurotl is unwell, causing them to have slower movement. Neurotls can communicate with others through the electrical shocks they send out of their tail.

Myotl (Chroma/Forta): Fully relaxed Myotl arms can stretch out to be pretty long; however some parts are usually contracted. Myotls can understand the secret messages Neurotls communicate through the Neurotls' tails.

Dermotl (Chroma/Phasma): Dermotl's wings are grown from Dermotl's body and they have to be replenished as parts of the wing shed off over time. Dermotls sometimes rip-off their cloaks to protect younger Stemotls.

Osteotl (Chroma/Metalla): Osteotls can make a sturdy home for themselves by spitting out and forming a bone matrix which they can reabsorb if needed. Some reports claim seeing a Myotl throw an Osteotl at an enemy to deter them with Osteotl's spines.

Adipotl (Chroma/Toxa): The sticky covers on Adipotl allow them to stick to each other and various surfaces to block certain passageways. Adipotls can use their storage to generate heat in cold climates, welcoming Stemotls to huddle around them.

[leona-hawthorne]

i’m mad at tumblr so now i have an excuse to rewatch the best movie of all time ever made to calm myself (nerve 2016 everyone needs to watch pls)

nerve also introduced me to electric love by borns so that movie is just a masterpiece

[lulublack90]

Prompt 20 - Nerve

Wolfstar, February 20, word count 489

Previous part First part

The interview room was cold, dark, and smelled suspiciously like bad cleaned-up urine. They’d been sitting in there for hours while Sirius and Barty went over everything they knew, and there was a lot. More than they’d been able to tell Remus in that short amount of time they’d had. 

Sirius had refused outright to have anything with his actual name on it, so Moody had told them to come up with aliases that he would use on anything official while he and Shacklebolt built a case against Sirius’s parents. Sirius picked Padfoot, a nickname Regulus had given him when they were children, because of how quietly Sirius was able to sneak around, but one that his parents had never heard before. Sirius chose Remus’s for him when he couldn’t come up with anything when prompted. Moony, because Sirius had been looking at the moon when Remus had come out into the alley the first night they'd met. Sirius had whispered in Remus’s ear so only he could hear that it was also because Remus was his moon to Sirius’s star and when he looked up in the sky to pick out his and Regulus’s stars, Remus would always be there, shining away with them. It had been such a Sirius thing to pick that Remus didn’t protest at all about the sweet nickname. Barty, on the other hand, tried to use Batman as his alias. 

“Nope, choose something else,” Moody barked, as he scribbled down Sirius and Remus’s codenames. 

“Fine, Riddler,” Barty countered. 

“Stop using Batman characters, or I’ll pick something for you, and you won’t like it,” Barty curled his lip mockingly before he looked up to the ceiling, thinking about what name to use. “Got it!" He chirped excitedly, slamming his hands down onto the metal table. "The Doctor!”  

“Informant number 3 it is,” Moody scribbled the name down. 

“What, no, come on, I want something cool,” Barty protested. 

“Informant number 3,” Moody reiterated, and Remus could tell there would be no changing his mind now; Barty had got on his last nerve and this was his punishment. Barty slumped in his chair and sulked while Moody and Shacklebolt went over everything they had and attempted to get it on order. 

“Right, lads, I think we’ve got enough to go on to start building a case. What we need out of you now is not to bring any attention to yourselves. Don’t mention any of this to anyone. Don’t hint at anything to Mr and Mrs Black or anyone in their acquaintance. You will put this case in jeopardy if you do,” Moody warned them. The three of them nodded in understanding and Moony, Padfoot and Informant number 3 left the police station. 

The day had entirely slipped away while they'd been in that windowless room and the moon was peaking over the tops of the police station. 

“I’m starving,” Barty declared. “Anyone fancy a kebab?”

Next part

[moonluv2r]

[clickityweasel]

some of our dnd pcs with... their tonally respective muppets?? i really have no explanation for this. i was possessed

[germplush]

h-hello.. am Nerve. Nerve a anxiety bunny/rabbit. nevrous.. bun is me.. spent time with owners. is another plushiesona for my owners. is glad they can project onto Nerve.. and others.. feel important.. - Nerve

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Now suddenly you're asking for it back, could you tell me where'd you get the nerve?

[yeahthatsinteresting]

Emma Roberts in 'Nerve' (2016)

[applecidersturniolo]

in the elevator?

( nerve au.)

in which..biker!chris and stoner!reader do their first dare together..

you and chris stood in front of the store, the place looked expensive as hell, the type of building rich people bathed in.

chris had his phone clutched in his hand as he waited for the dare to come through.

steal a full outfit.

REWARD MAY VARY.

do you accept or decline this dare.

your eyebrows knitted as you looked over chris’ shoulder, your eyes flickering from his face back to his phone. “fuck does that mean? reward may vary” you questioned

chris licked his lips, “think it means that..whatever the outfit total is..that’s how much money we get” chris was processing his own words while he spoke, a smirk slowly spreads across his face, “you thinkin’ what i’m thinkin’, stoner?”

you smirked right back at him, “let’s ball out, biker.”

ACCEPT

you sucked in a breath as the two of you walked through the glass door, “jus’ follow my lead.” chris spoke walking in front of you, his phone stuffed in his back pocket, live streaming the whole thing.

“how may i help you two today?” the worker greeted, you gave the lady a soft smile, but god, she wasn’t impressed. it was evident that you and chris didn’t belong here but you had to push through, make her believe you belong.

“my uh..” chris glanced at you from behind his shoulder before turning back to the lady, “my girlfriend and i are going to a party tonight..we just need you to point us to the right section”

you could’ve choked on your spit right then and there, girlfriend?

the woman turned to look at you, looking at you up and down, before she had a moment to question chris slipped his hand around your waist, pulling you closer to his side.

the woman cleared her throat, “right this way.”

your eyes flickered through the racks, $1000, $2000, $3000..all for some thin dresses that would barley cover your ass.

“find anythin’ yet?” chris questioned from behind you. you turned your head to see him adjusting his tie. he wore a black suit, a white button up, a long black tie, sleek black shoes, and if being fine was an accessory..he was wearing the most expensive version of it.

chris took in your features with a grin, “see sum you like, ma?” he teased

you put your tongue in your cheek and shrugged, “maybe i do.”

chris stepped closer to you, his eyes roaming through the racks along with you, “what ‘bout this one?” he spoke picking up the long black dress, a slit down the side, spaghetti straps, it was gorgeous. your hands made its way to the price tag, $1500.

chris smirked, “not like you gotta pay f’it,” his comment made you grin, you looked up at him, “c’mon. jus’ try it on.” he spoke shaking the hook in your face. you rolled your eyes and grabbed the fabric by the hanger and made your way to the dressing room. as you closed the curtain you could see chris’ feet on the opposite side, “what size shoe are you?” he questioned, “seven” you respond with a hum. chris nodded and made his way over to the shoe rack.

chris pulled out his phone and showed the livestream the shoe rack, the views and comments were going insane.

“a’ight, what shoes should i get her?” chris asked the watchers

def the steve maddens

nah those are too cheap^^

RED BOTTOMS

red bottoms!!

RED BOTTOMS‼️‼️

chris chuckled and grabbed the red bottomed heels, “red bottoms it is.” he huffed.

“sorry guys, can’t get caught” he muttered before shoving his phone back in his pocket, the live continued. he knew they had to speed things up before workers caught on and before it was too late to complete the dare. clocks were ticking.

chris made his way back over to the dressing room and slipped inside, his hand covering his eyes, causing you to gasp at his sudden entrance.

“chris what the-“ then you noticed the way he covered his eyes, the shoes in his hands. you quickly grabbed the shoes. “you can look, ‘m not naked” you chuckled as you sat on the bench. chris uncovered his eyes and blinked a few times, his eyes adjusting to the light. adjusting to you, the way you looked in that dress, how it fit like it was meant for you, defining every curve.

you looked up at chris and chuckled, “see sum you like?” you mocked, “maybe i do.” he mocked back

chris noticed the way you fiddled with the straps of the heels, “lemme get it,” he offered, bending down on one knee, placing your foot on his thigh as he clasped the strap.

your breathing hitched at the sight, “uh..t-thanks” you muttered as he switched your feet to clasp the left one.

“don’t get all jittery on me now” chris smirked as he patted your leg, signaling you to move it before he stood up.

chris looked at his watch, “we gotta go,” he huffed, grabbing your hand, “chris my clothes-“

“leave ‘em” he muttered while basically dragging you out of the dressing room. chris pulled out his phone and faced the camera towards the two of you as you guys basically ran through the store, “dare comp-“

“HEY! that’s the nerve guy!” a teenager shouted, everyone’s heads seemed to turn in the store. the lady that greeted you guys earlier? yeah she was basically running at you like she was a D1 athlete. chris grabbed your hand and pulled you as you guys sprinted out of the store. “fuck, fuck, fuck!” you repeated.

“elevator, where the fuck is an elevator!” chris muttered, you turn your head, the worker still trailing behind you guys.

before you could turn your head chris grabbed your waist as you guys made a sharp right turn, throwing you guys into an open elevator.

your back hit the wall as chris repeatedly hit the close button. just as the blonde woman was about to stomp in the silver doors closed. a sigh of relief escaped the two of you as you tilted your head against the wall. chris pulled out his phone, he got yet another notification from nerve.

now strip.

do you accept or decline this dare.

REWARD: 700 DOLLARS EACH.

chris’ eyes widened. “what is it?” you muttered, your eyes locked with his as he turned his phone to face you.

“strip?” you repeated, your mouth gapped open, “in the elevator?”

chris slowly nodded, he bit his lip, his thumb hovering over the decline button.

“no.” you intrupped, “accept it.”

accept.

“this is fucked, this is so fucked.” you muttered as chris unzipped the back of your dress. his clothes already pooled at the floor of the elevator, leaving him in his underwear and socks. you felt the dress fall to your ankles, leaving you in your black lacey set. “lace huh?” chris smirked, “oh shut up” you whined and your arms crossed over your chest.

chris was about the say something before the elevator doors open, leaving you two studded, face to face with a elderly couple, the two of you practically naked. “hi.” the two of you awkwardly say in unison as you scrambled, picking up your articles of clothing and rushing out of the elevator.

as you ran you..you couldn’t stop laughing. “fuck are you laughing at? we are gonna get charged with like..public indecency or something” chris spoke whipping his head around to find a bathroom. “you don’t feel that?” you muttered as you glanced at him, “feel what!?” he exclaimed. “the rush.”

the two of you stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in head to toe stolen apparel.

you glanced at chris, who had the biggest, cockiest grin on his face, “what?” you spoke raising an eyebrow.

chris turned his phone, the bright screen facing you.

DARES COMPLETED.

$4000 NOW IN EACH NERVE ACCOUNT

divider creds: @bernardsbendystraws

TAGS: @sosasturns @sturns-mermaid @courta13 @sturnboos @angelic-sturniolos111 @babytomatoes21 @deadxrx @owenstar @obsessedwiththesturniolos

[dejasenti99]

lover, you're strange lover, you're strange to me