#nick is scared

[meliake]

i know like nobody gives a shit about this but like- do you ever think all the og dndads just miss the nick?

not narkolous, not nicky, Nick.

that poor, neglected kid. No matter how much Glenn can love Nicky he still lost his son, lost so much time with that kid he would and did give everything for.

[bairdthereader]

When older sister magic goes rogue

[ohmygodshesbi]

[heartsforchrisandmatt]

lil face reveal!

(might delete later)

haha (i’m scared shitless)

[sturnprime]

SO WRONG IT’S RIGHT, chris sturniolo 🩵

from h ꨄ︎ ⎯ hi sooo streetboy!chris x richgirl!reader

i hope you enjoy 🩵 (join the taglist here)

chris doesn’t know how he ended up here. he doesn’t know how the two of you ended up with you situated on his lap, in your room of all places, when the two of you are utter opposites with entirely different ways of life. 

he’s the type to roam the streets, indulge in late nights with his friends that keep the whole city up. you on the other hand, you’re the pristine sort; the one whose dad forbids her from being close to boys exactly like chris and has done so since you were much younger. it’s an interesting dynamic and he can’t help the thrill rushing through him as you whisper for him to be quiet. it’s adorable, the panic flooding through you even with your bedroom door locked and your window wide open to simultaneously take away the smell of his cologne and provide a getaway for him if it gets to such.

his hands are wrapped around your waist, keeping you firmly in place as his lips travel the expanse of your neck and collarbone, his way of making his mark. not that it lasts long though because you’re instantly telling him he’s not allowed to mark you, telling him the sweet bruises forming on your skin like paint strokes across a canvas are only going to get you in trouble.

chris? chris doesn’t really care and when your pleading words escape your pretty plump lips, he can only seem to laugh, sucking harder. his hands grip you further and the moment a whine falls from your mouth, the corners of his mouth tug up into a smirk— a smirk that has your skin heating up within seconds. his teeth nip the skin below your jaw with purpose, his tongue quickly moving to soothe the slight sting.

“chris—“ you begin to speak but his right hand trails up to place a finger onto your lips, effectively shutting you up.

“shh angel, thought we had to be quiet, hm?” his words are laced in a mocking tone and you want to hate them, desperately want to hate even the mere idea of being with someone like him when your entire life you’ve been taught it’s wrong but there’s just something about him that throws every last one of your principles out the window.

he tilts your chin up with his finger, his calloused hand cupping your cheek as he forces your gaze to meet his. his eyes are blue, the shade you find in calming waters, but they hold a glint of fire in them. there’s a sense of challenge that dances in the pupils, almost urging you to deny him when he knows you can’t, knows he has your polished self wrapped around his finger.

his lips meet yours in a frenzy of adrenaline, his tongue parting your lips and sliding perfectly into your mouth to intertwine with yours in an erotic tango. his lips mould with yours, the slight swelling of his own locking your mouth into place as he moves you even closer, if possible. it’s as though even a small flutter of air wouldn’t be able to pass between the colliding of your chests against one another and he loves everything about it.

when he pulls away at last, his cheeks are slightly flushed and the sight serves as a reminder of exactly what you do to him. he would never have thought a girl like you could ever fuel his desire yet here you are, innocent doe-eyes looking up at him and your lips a touch bigger than when he first laid eyes on you. he wants to corrupt you, to take away every last bit of hesitance you have and crush it between his fingers until you’re begging him to prove your dad wrong, begging him to make you forget undoubtedly why this is a bad idea.

it feels so wrong yet at the same time, nothing has ever felt more right, especially not when your bodies slot together like destined puzzle pieces. it’s an invisible bond that forms between the two of you as you hear the sound of your parents’ voices from their room, a stark reminder of why this can’t be happening. none of this can be happening when they could walk in any minute, take away the soft feeling of his hips bucking up lightly. but then… why does the way his hands roam your body cause sparks of electricity to run through the course of your veins? why does it feel so fucking good if it shouldn’t be happening?

he notices your moment of slight reluctance and he wants to pull away, tell you that this isn’t what he wants so he can save the emotional turmoil that’s going on inside your pretty head but he’d be lying. he’d be lying if he claimed wanting to be apart from you now that he knows the way you whine when you’re needy or the slight gasps he can pull from you when you want more.

in an ideal world, the two of you don’t need to worry about your societal differences or just how complicated this new development is going to be. unfortunately, that world doesn’t exist but for a few fleeting moments, when he flips you onto your back smugly and you hit your bed with a little thud, it feels like any ounce of uncertainty leaves you. your only focus is on the way his fingers tug the hem of your baby tee until it’s completely discarded elsewhere. it’s not an ideal world but it still appears nonpareil.

TAGS 𖤐 @mattslolita @eyeliketoeatpoosay @chrissturniolossidehoe @middlepartmatt @raysmayhem-72 @conspiracy-ash !

[ericshoney]

Lights out ~ Brothers!Sturniolo Triplets

Summary: Your in LA with Nick, Matt and Chris when the power suddenly goes out.

Warnings: possible swearing, nicknames, fluff

Reader's age: 10

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Nick, Matt and Chris had you visit them in LA whilst you were on a break from school. Everything had been going well, you were having a great time with your brothers and seeing the city.

The four of you had settled down to watch a movie. Your parents were asleep in Nick's room, leaving your brothers to make sure you went to bed on time.

"Alright, kid, what movie do you want?" Chris asked, as Matt brought some popcorn over to you.

You shrugged and looked at the many movies listed on Netflix. You soon picked one you wanted as you curled up besides Nick with a blanket.

Everything was going well a few hours into the movie, you were laughing and joking, happily eating the popcorn, when suddenly, all the power went out.

You flinched slightly at the sudden darkness as Nick sat up. You held the blanket tightly as he silently put the torch on his phone. As he did this, he instantly saw the tears in your eyes.

"Hey sweetheart, it's okay. I know you don't like the dark okay, hopefully it won't be off long. You wanna hold my phone?" He offered, passing it over to you.

You nodded as you felt a hand on your shoulder gently. You looked over and saw it was Matt, who gave you a soft smile.

"It's okay petal." He said, rubbing your back.

"Don't like the dark." You mumbled.

"We know you don't, bub, but you got Nick's phone with the torch and we're not going anywhere." He replied.

You nodded and leaned against him, feeling more relaxed in his arms.

"It's nearly time for bed anyways, bub." Chris mentioned.

"No can't sleep without some light." You grumbled.

"You won't have to, sweetheart, I'm sure it will come on in a bit." Nick replied.

You nodded again as Matt chatted with you, helping ease your mind off the darkness in the room.

Ten minutes later the power came back on. You sighed happily as your brothers smiled.

"See, kid, it's all back now, feel better?" Chris asked.

"Yeah. Sorry." You apologised.

"No petal, don't say that, it's okay." Matt reassured you.

You smiled as they called it a night. You went with Matt to his room to get some sleep, leaving Nick and Chris to fight once again.

Matt wrapped an arm around your shoulder, kissing your forehead.

"Get some sleep, kiddo, if the power goes out again, we're not going anywhere, you're not alone." He said softly.

"Thank you." You whispered before falling into a comfortable sleep.

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[mouchiiiiie]

Since I don’t really find a lot of cross-stitch patterns of Nick and Charlie and I REALLY wanted to make something Heartstopper related… I decided to learn how to create a pattern just to make this! They are not perfect but I’m still really happy with the results!!

[teranobriss]

Clip of Boy Jerry being Like That™ and simply being a complete and utter terror

[kitmarlowe]

THE SMART STEVE PEMBERTON Taskmaster 17x10 ’Ambience and information.’

[iwasntstable]

OMENS REHEARSALS

BAD OMENS IG STORY

[useeer]

more nick valentine

[icypeachcha]

sand’s red flag is ignoring the fact that his roommate is INSANE

[matty-bear]

no bcz what did he see … THIS SHIT GENUINELY MADE ME SO SCARED N NERVOUS LIKE I DEADASS FELT NAUSEOUS 😭😭 did he like google their name or just open up tumblr … LIKE I WANNA KNOW IM SO SCARED 😭😭

[gobald]

For fucks sake, Nick!!! you and your godamn crazy eyes!

[carefulignorantghost]

He definitely saw people doing something in the crowd😭

[xoxonxo]