#nick mara crack

[suggahsweet]

A little bit in love with Glee!

and just life in general right now, honestly, but specifically Glee. I write this as a reminder for my future self who will probably make the same mistakes again and forget to be grounded, and forget that change is good and transitions take time but eventually you're going to find the sunshine of it all, because the first night of this season of Glee I was like, oh nooo. B wasn't able to come and there were SO many new faces and SO few of the OG members and we were in a new practising space that takes me a good 40 minutes to get to, and everyone's personality seemed SO big and I was worried that signing up this year was a big ole mistake. Specifically I had a conversation with Niall (whom I knew from the season where I was pregnant, what a trip that was bahaha) and Chandler, where Chandler immediately cussed me out and told me he hated me. And I knew it was a joke! I did! But the people pleaser in me was like no, please, you're supposed to love me and I will not rest until you do! Hahaha. And B said, don't worry, everyone was nervous, and everyone will settle down, and things won't feel so aggressive, and of course, she was completely, 100% right. A few weeks ago I really felt like we hit the part of the season where we all started gelling as a team, and everyone knows each other's personalities better, and everyone (I hope) feels accepted just as they are, plus I've always preferred learning the choreo and dances to the singing anyway, and when it all starts to come together that's the very best part. I come home every Thursday completely wired. And there are little things I love about everyone, like:

Alana's sense of humour. She is constantly cracking me up just by being her, and I was hit by a sense of extreme nostalgia this week realizing that we've been performing together now for over eight years. Amazing! She was talking about Glee Season 10 and I was like excellent, so this isn't going to end anytime soon, God willing!

Louis's smile and kindness

how some people open their mouth and their voices just come out, effortlessly. Looking at you, Vee!

how quick Chandler's brain works. I truly can't keep up with him when we talk...and he's no longer telling me he hates me so that's great 😂

Faith's unwavering commitment to perfect choreography and harmony memorization. I panic texted her the other day and she was immediately at the ready to be like calm down this is how we're supposed to sing it.

Mara has the absolute chillest vibes and I am here for it. Literally the first day of Glee she was like I don't even know whether I'm a soprano or alto, and yet I never hear her singing off-key or messing us up. We love to see it! (And hear it.)

Maurice. He's so sweet and brought a hat just for EJ. So thoughtful!

I hated that Nick left halfway through the season BUT Seb is one of my favourite singers and we go way back so the fact that he just showed up out of nowhere to razzle dazzle us is just the best

getting to know Billy who straight up feels like he could be part of my high school gang. He comes off as the self-deprecating funny guy so it's been a fun surprise to find out that, much like the character he plays in Freak Flag, he is indeed an onion. :)

and of course, carpooling with B, while probably not good for my overall bedtime on Thursday nights due to the fact that I am still high on social interaction until almost 11pm rather than coming down during my drive, gives me LIFE. We love a debrief, and debrief we do!

I can't believe the show is in two weeks. Already praying for a babysitter and some sort of setup to work next year so I can come back!

[fentysinterlude]

prettymuch: wants to release music

prettymuch: does not promote singles/eps for more than two days

prettymuch: went all twelve months of 2019 without being on a single tv screen (they did a buzzfeed video though!)

prettymuch: doesn't do anything to get their name out there

prettymuch: is surprised their label won't allow them to release music

[beanzybrandon]

ABSOLUTE CHAOS WITH PRETTYMUCH (Walmart Ver.)

• the boys are wild enough as is so things are bound to get worse when it's obscenely late at night and their minds and bodies aren't quite synced • like, the day has been long and they know that they should sleep but their minds are racing and it's prettymuch (hehe) straight adrenaline coursing through their veins • when they're by themselves it really isn't that much of an issue and it probably makes them more productive than usual, but when you throw them all in the same room, one of three things happen • ‎they're either collectively more productive and churn out a surprising amount of work, they're as cracked out as they come and prettymuch (sksks) destroy the house, or some combination of the two • ‎tonight its the second option • ‎you showed up around eight for a movie marathon, and as the night progressed things got more and more chaotic • ‎obscene amounts of caffeine and sugar had been consumed, and by the time you got around to the third movie in your list, it had been noted that you guys had run out of snacks • ‎and what kind of movie marathon doesn't have quality snacks? • ‎an absolute trash marathon, that's what kind • ‎you had offered to run to the store on your own to buy some more, but the boys were quick to interject, stating that you wouldn't be able to get everything that everyone wanted • ‎before you had the opportunity to point out that you cOULD if you made a list, everyone was getting up and growing on their jackets and shoes, filing out to the car • ‎let's just say that the drive to the store was not an easy one. how do out get six people from point a to point b in a vehicle that can really only comfortably fit four or five people? magic, that's how • ‎given the tight fit, you figured it would be best to stop at the nearest store • ‎which just so happened to be walmart • ‎things were fine enough at first. everyone had taken off in separate directions so that they could find their favorite snacks, and it truly seemed as if you'd be able to get in and out without issue • ‎it wasn't long before this notion fell flat on its face, though • ‎you were in the chip aisle, silently mulling over what you wanted when something rather large and oddly shaped moved in your peripheral • ‎you turned to see what it was but saw nothing. when you turned back to the array of chips that lay before you, you saw that same strange object passed once more • ‎when you turned this time, you kept tour gaze forces on the end of the aisle, determined to see whatever it was that passing by • ‎ sure enough, the strange object passed by again mere moments later you were surprised to see that it wasn't, in fact, some strange machine or some sort of monster, but a shopping cart filled with humans • ‎and by humans, I mean zion and edwin • ‎you know that vine where that dude is pushing his friends around in the shopping cart?? the one where they're mimicking the infamous titanic pose while "my heart will go on" plays in the background? • ‎yeah, that's exactly what's going on here.  Austin is pushing them around and singing very loudly and very off key • the real kicker?‎ • zion was rose in this situation • ‎you chased after them, frantically whisper yelling for them to get out of the cart. cameras were everywhere and getting thrown out of walmart at 2:30 wasn't on your list of things to do • ‎it went without saying that they weren't exactly complying with your wishes • ‎in fact, they ran from you. • ‎zion and edwin sat, shifting about so both of their bodies kind of fit in the basket. austin was nearly sprinting at this point, laughing through labored breaths • ‎it wasn't until they went to turn the corner at the end of the aisle that they stopped • ‎and even then it wasn't by choice • ‎when they moved to go down the next aisle, austin clipped a small piece of metal that protruded from one of the shelves. it was an easily correctable mistake, but the combined weight of zion and edwin had shifted to the left and forced the handle of the cart out of austin's grasp. • ‎it hit the ground with a thud so loud that you were sure everyone within a twenty aisle radius had heard it. • ‎the boys didn't stick around for long, scrambling off the minute they gained their footing to avoid your wrath. • ‎you stopped near the frozen foods, doubling over as you tried to catch your breath. a familiar voice caught your attention, and before you knew it you were off again, trying to find one of your - hopefully behaving - friends • ‎your hopes were dashed rather quickly • ‎you had come to conclude that the voice you heard belonged to brandon, but it began to fade rather quickly • ‎hoping to talk to him, you followed the sound, eventually finding yourself in the clothing section • he went quiet, and you were afraid that you had lost him until you heard some suspicious rustling and the slap of clothing hitting the floor • ‎you silently inched closer, peaking between racks to see what was going on • ‎it was brandon, sure enough • ‎what was he doing, you ask? • ‎redressing some of the mannequins • ‎let's just say it's a good thing he decided to do music and not fashion. • he had just stripped one the mannequins and was now beginning to redress it, pulling different items from nearby sections. • he attempted to had slipped a pair of shorts that were easily four sizes too small up its legs. they didn't even come close to fitting. • brandon had also tried throwing a flannel on the oversized doll that stood before him, but something had gone seriously wrong, and the arms of the mannequin slipped out of place and down the sleeves, making them look horrendously long • a nightmare on wheels, man. • or heels, rather. he must have stopped in the shoe section before making his way over here because the mannequin was sporting some neck-breaking heels. well...one heel the other was a flat •  the heel was strappy and blue, by all means, a very cute shoe the other shoes, a flat, was far too large and looked like something his grandmother would wear • it was so large, in fact, that the only thing keeping it in place was the fact that the mannequins foot was slightly curved at the toe. • to complete the look, he had opened a wig (from where he had got it, you would never know) and had placed it on the mannequins head, a large cowboy hat resting on top of the matty red locks. • brandon stood back, hands on his hips as he admired his work •  "beautiful." • "absolutely stunning," you snickered • he whirled to face you, eyes blowing wide. a slightly embarrassed flush dusted itself across his cheeks. • "how long have you been here?" • "long enough." • wanting to avoid any more awkwardness, he slowly backed away. when there was a sufficient amount of distance between the two of you, he turned and booked it. • at this point, you could only imagine where nick was and what he was doing • honestly, you didn't even want to question it • you shook your head, making your way back toward the front of the store so that you could pay for the snacks you had managed to grab and go wait in the car • you had almost made it to the registers when the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps reached your ears • before you could do so much as turn and see who was coming up behind you, you were being picked up and thrown over someones' shoulder, snacks hitting the floor • you went to scream, but nick's voice rang out before you could, setting you somewhat at ease. • "come on, we need your help with something." • "with what?" • "something." • that alone was enough to have your anxiety kicking into overdrive again • he carried you to the front of the store and, given that you were so close to the doors, you assumed he was going to carry you back out to the door • it became apparent very quickly that this was nOT the case. • he stopped just short of the doors, depositing you in the basket of the electric carts housed near them. • you immediately went to climb out, but one of your belt loops had snagged on something and had rendered you immobile • nick made himself comfortable on the seat, pretending to rev the cart up. • he was zooming off in no time, weaving through foot traffic as he made his way toward the camping section • the rest of the boys had already collected there, two more carts resting nearby. they were chatting amongst themselves as they looked through the fishing gear • after a bit of deliberation, several rods were picked out. given that you were still unable to get out of the cart, nick had to pick one out for you. • after handing it over, he returned to his seat • the others partnered up, brandon and edwin climbing in their respective cart baskets while zion and austin sat down and got to driving. • you, of course, still had no idea what the heck was going on but saw no reason to complain • this wasn't the weirdest thing that had happened tonight, after all • the six of you drove up and down nearby isles, getting a feel for everything that was there • when it felt as if you had a pretty good idea of what was there and where it was, the real fun began • the boys began to "fish" for things, judging one another on who managed to bring in the best haul (or knock over the most stuff because there weren't real hooks on the end of the lines and it was surprisingly difficult to grab anything with the plastic ones that they had found) • figuring this was the least chaotic thing that had happened thus far (and you had done a lot more observing than participating) you figured you might as well join in • the six of you continued on like this for nearly fifteen minutes, screaming as you tried to haul things over the shelves and into the car. • by the time security got over to you guys, the aisles were littered with various boxes and odd items (clothing, accessories, decorations, stuffed animals...you name it, it was on the floor) • seeing the officer coming down the aisle, you all scrambled • you were still stuck though...so zion practically had to yank you out of the cart and then sprint out of the store with you balanced precariously in his arms • you all piled breathlessly back into the car, silence falling over the six of you • after a few moments, you all burst out laughing, the intensity of it making your stomach hurt and your eyes begin to water • the trek back home was shirt yet fun, full of jokes and you poking fun at one another • when you finally got back to the house, you all trekked back inside and collapsed onto the couches, feeling significantly less energized than you had at the store • you grabbed the television remote, ready to pick up where you had left off in your marathon • then it hit you • "did anyone manage to grab some snacks?" • "no..." came austin's timid response • "should we go back?" brandon chimed • "do you think they'd ever let any of us step foot in there again?" edwin snorted • "....no...." • "we'll just postmates something," zion said simply, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "what do y'all want?' • when you finally agreed on what to buy and the food and been delivered, you fell back into your movie, relishing in one another's company as you half-watched what was playing

[hotgirlmuch]

so prettymuch is playing us, you ask?

pretty much.

skskskfubnkk

[wizarreaga]

MY MANZ NICK IS BEING PAID SO MUCH DUST WHEN HE’S OUT THERE BEING THIS FUNNY

[lululawrence]

hello!! i was wondering if u had a werewolf tag for fics? i would search it but not sure how to use tumblr that well :)) if not do u have recs? LOVE U HAVE A NICE DAY<333

hi babes! i don't have one here... damn that's a fucking great idea. hahaha i'm HORRIBLY unorganized when it comes to tags for fics on tumblr. i mostly use ao3 for the organization of fics. so! that said, i defo DO have recs for you!

you didn't specify pairing, which makes me smile because i get to rec rare pairs in addition to larry and hope you read them hehe okay, here we go!

He Carries The Key by me (8k, NR, niall/louis) - this fic is the only one of mine i'll include, okay? promise haha but it is also one i wrote for wordplay just a week or two ago and it's werewolves and a pack fic and i just had a lot of fun. very soft. much fluff. many feels. i hope you enjoy. lol

There's Fur Everywhere by @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry (4k, G, Harry/Louis) - this is a 5 times fic, and it's HYSTERICAL. it feels slightly spoilery for me to even be including it on this list, but also... it's still fucking hilarious. emmu is queen of the crack fic that makes you feel all the soft and wonderful things, and she doesn't disappoint with this one.

I Hear Them Calling for You by @jaerie / jaerie (6k, E, Harry/Louis) - this fic is... not for everyone. like at all. please please please read the tags and the summary and if you don't like it or it makes you uncomfortable, then close right out of it. as for ME i loved what she explored with it, all the emotions and the story and worldbuilding of it all. i thought it was fantastic and incredibly interesting. it is A/B/O, pack fic with claiming and... yeah. it's amazing.

Campus Creatures by @kingsofeverything / kingsofeverything and @louandhazaf / YesIsAWorld (25k, E, Harry/Louis) - werewolves! vampires! fae! university! frat houses! science research positions being vied for! enemies to lovers! like... not sure what more you could ASK for, but there's also a fuck ton of humor and nudity and sexual tension and... it's just a lot of fun. can't go wrong, really. haha

From What I've Tasted of Desire by @evilovesyou / 4ureyesonly28 (72k, T, Harry/Louis) - okay so i'm including this one even though like... harry and louis aren't werewolves. but it's a twilight au, so there ARE werewolves and i'm ASSUMING you know twilight and therefore know that means you know they're pretty involved and... that's true for this fic too. ahha for real, though, i love evi's writing and this fic was one of my first introductions to it and it was a fun read, so i wanted to include it in case it had enough of the werewolf flair to entice you haha

Compete Against the Stars by @daggerandrose / amomentoflove (31k, M, Harry/Louis) - omg okay so this one is like ANGSTY AF and i FUCKING LOVE IT because it's one of those fics that you HOPE you have figured out, and you probably do, but also there's SO many twists and turns to it all that you just have NO idea how it's all gonna work out and omg are they gonna just ruin it all for themselves by being stupid and ahhhhh the tension of just FIGURING OUT HOW THEY GET IT ALL TO WORK OUT!!! and of course it does. hahaha but HOW??? this is a RIDE and in my mind feels like a longer fic than 31k in the best of ways, they did an amazing job of packing a LOT of world building and storytelling into those 31k.

the straight for your heart (wolfpack au) series by foreverkneeld and foundfamilyvevo (96k, T/G, Multiple or No pairings including Niall/Louis, Zayn/Liam, OT5, and Shawn/Niall) - This series is the ultimate hurt/comfort and healing pack fic series omg. it was recommended to me when i was in a super hard time and my anxiety was so bad i couldn't focus on anything. These short fics that all focused so much on healing and found family were exactly what i needed. so so soft, so lovely. I still haven't read them all because i'm saving them for when i need them. they're glorious.

when the air ran out and we both started running wild by darlingjustdont (48k, M, Nick/Louis) - OMG OKAY LISTEN THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVS. a tomlinshaw werewolf pack fic?! ahhhhhhhhh i was SO happy when i discovered this one. louis is alpha of the pack and things are... shaky, shall we say. there's a lot going on that he's worried about and then he meets nick and it's kind of enemies to lovers? okay, more than kind of. but omg the FEELS. SO. MANY. FEELS. but also danger and a;lsdgkhas;ldfkja just please read this and rave with me because i don't have many i can talk about this one with and i LOVE IT.

You Smell Like by mystic_believexx (185k, M, Harry/Louis) - i had no idea this fic was so long hahahaha wow ANYWAY louis is human, but he's always been close with harry and therefore basically a part of his pack. but then one day harry leaves and louis kind of accidentally becomes the pack alpha. even though he's human. but there's SO much more to it. there's just sooooo much with the friendship and the pack bond as well as the danger and trying to figure out what the hell is going on... it's just a LOT and one of those epic fics that i still think about even though i read it...a year and a half ago i guess. but it's amazing and i highly recommend it if the word count doesn't scare you away haha

Canyon Moon by @eeveelou / delsicle (41k, E, Harry/Louis) - this is a lion king au, made a/b/o werewolves! i really enjoyed this one a lot, actually, because i could absolutely see the parallels, but also the way it was adapted made it so it wasn't always obvious how it would all play out. it was a really interesting and cool world building as well.

The Truth I Can't Explain (Smoke and Mirrors) by @fallinglikethis / FallingLikeThis (9k, M, Harry/Louis) - ohhhhh this one is SO cool cause it's by tabby so she made it incredibly fun and fascinating to try to figure out. there's magic and mages and werewolves and feuds and they're basically on the eve of battle and holy cow it's just SO cool.

One Touch Is Never Enough by @kingsofeverything / kingsofeverything (4k, E, Harry/Louis) - once again lauren delivers and there's just so much i keep giggling about with this because it is SO fun. there's a lot that louis is dealing with in this fic hahaha and the way she writes it all is so funny. the poor man just wants a fucking massage! lololol it's lighthearted, humorous, and basically filled with fluff, crack, and smut. hahaha

Knot Safe For Work by @jaerie / jaerie (6k, E, Harry/Louis) - a;sldkgha;lfdkjas listen i forgot about this fic until i found it in my bookmarks for werewolves because jenna writes so many fucking amazing fics that when i think of werewolves, i think of at least two others first, but i could NOT do this rec without this fic because now that i remember it exists i am going to have to go and read it again! hahaha harry's a werewolf, louis is a wizard, there's knotting dildos and table sex and... just read it. lolol

Saving's What I Need by @jaerie / jaerie (17k, M, Harry/Louis) - writer louis is out for a drive one day and he hits a dog. THIS POOR DOG! he takes it to the vet and tries his best to take care of it... but things are not as they seem. because yeah, harry is defo not a dog. lollllll this fic was hilarious and sweet and omg there's just so much to love about it. there were so many more emotions in it than i expected. loooove!

Out of the Wild by @jaerie / jaerie (22k, E, Harry/Louis) - this fic has such fun world building, which is actually a huge strength of jenna's fics and you'll hear me rave about it with all 50 of her fics that will end up on this rec list (not really 50, but ya know lol). louis is a fairly wild and undomesticated wolf and harry's from the city and they end up as roommates during the x factor process. oh my word this fic is so fun because of all the challenges they're going through PLUS the wolf side of things and just... the way they work together and navigate it all as well as falling for each other is pure gold.

Out With The Old, In With The New by, you guessed it, @jaerie / jaerie (7k, E, Harry/Louis) - listen, just. this one is smutty as hell and it's gonna take you some places that some people will be uncomfortable with, which is totally valid and fair. please be sure to read the tags and make your decision on whether or not to read accordingly, but also know that its written in a super interesting way that is also pretty amazing if you do decide to give it a shot. lol

Instincts by @marastarfar / StarFar ( 100k so far - it's a WIP!, T, Harry/Louis) - omg listen. i LOVE mara's fics so much and when this first posted it was a one shot little thing that was FASCINATING. i loved it! and then i was happily surprised when i learned more was added to it. and then it was turned into a wip and omg i am so far behind now but i trust mara with my life because i love everything i've read by them and what i've read of this so far is INCREDIBLE so just. yeah. lollll

There's a Power in What You Do by @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry (7k, T, Harry/Louis) - i just read my comment i left on this one and it was just mainly me begging for time stamps because there wasn't any way for her to improve upon the perfection of this fic (nesting! softness! even a silly comment in her endnotes to perfectly cap it all!), but i still wanted to remain in the story just a bit longer and learn more about them. hahaha anyway, those time stamps aren't happening, but this fic is still complete perfection.

amaryllis by @hattalove / hattalove (147k, E, Harry/Louis) - for a long time this was thought of as THE werewolf fic. if anyone was talking about a werewolf fic, it was probably this one. is that still the case? probably. i'm not sure. ANYWAY. there's a REASON it was THE werewolf fic and that's because this is amazing. it sucks you in and you feel like you're truly a part of the action. it's filled with the vibe of found family and wanting to figure out what happened while also adjusting to your new life and just... so many feelings. so much angst. SO fantastically epic.

[bugtoez]

after six months my best friend finally stops sleeping on these babes

[naptoons]

All my love- Nick Mara

Warnings: feelings.

Theme: fluff

Summary: nick and your relationship wasn’t public, but if wasn’t hidden either, few knew and few didn’t, but one day nick is on Instagram live and he brings you in it.

A/n: this is a request from @babygirlmil , I hope you like it thank you for sending me a request. It feels short tho I’m sorry 🥺🥺

I was laying in my bed watching tv when nick called me and practically begged me to come over to the prettymuch house. I couldn’t even say a word he literally pleaded. But I wanted to see the new house and him as well so I said yes. Having a private relationship with him wasn’t as bad as I presumed. We still went on dates and hold hands in public but no one really paid attention. But we did go to places that weren’t up and coming. We wanted to visit places we’ve never heard of making new experiences or as nick says “funny shit to tell our kids” when he said that it really caught me off guard.

But nevertheless I was happy that he also wanted kids, we’ve been dating for over two years, tomorrow will make three years. And I can’t wait to surprise him. The uber drops me off at the prettymuch house I admire it from the outside astonished by the architect, it was beautiful. With my phone in one hand i was watching nicks live he was talking about how someone literally walked into their house. Rolling my eyes I knock on the door waiting for someone to open it. Zion smiles at me “hey milly” he pulls me into a hug “hey z, how are you”

“Just got done whooping nick’s ass” Zion smiles, “he’s in the back by the way” Zion passes by the kitchen to which nick yells Zions name but he didn’t hear it, how couldn’t he? But I always knew Zion was deaf. Coming to the backyard nick looks up from his screen and sees me he smiles so brightly. His comments flooding with.

“Who is it??”

“Hes so cute when hes giddy🥺”

“He smiling at something Zion headass did🙄”

“Hey mamas” nick says softly, he wraps one of his arms around my shoulder pulling me in for a hug he softly kisses my temple “why you look sad?” His voice turns to concern

“I’m not sad, I’m okay I promise” I mumble in his shirt, nick caresses my ear lobe with his fingertips looking back at his screen. Comments of positivity and negativity slowly starts to pop up. I peep a few comments comparing me to nicks ex girlfriend. A few catching my eyes making me feel shitty about myself. Nick always said he wasn’t ashamed to love me out loud. He admitted if someone had ask him with no hesitation he would say yes. But I just started Instagram so no one really knew about me. The only social media I had was twitter. And we’ll know nick is super inactive on twitter.

“Hey mamas you okay?” Nick asks seeing the tears slowly filling my eyes, he kisses my face all over until I crack a smile,I hide my face in his chest hearing his chuckles rumble against me “aye let me see that beautiful face mamas, you’re fucking beautiful” nick looks at the screen smiling “my bad y’all, she got my cursing, she’s just so beautiful” nick smiles sheepishly, his smile disappears when someone talks about his height

“Listen! I’m 5”9 on a good day don’t be trying me” nick jokes but I know he’s being dead serious.

“So when will that good day come?” I ask nick smacks my ass making me yelp and giggle “I asked a question!!!” I laugh even more I start to walk away but he grabs me by the waist smiling sheepishly. “Stay..” he pouts, smiling I wrap my arms around his waist.

“Aye chillout with all that negative comments, she’s my girlfriend wether you like it or not, too bad I’m not yours not my problem” nick chuckles then kisses my forehead softly. Zion then comes out the house finally.

“There’s Zion” nick laughs, as theyre talking I see a comment about Zion in booty shorts nick and Zion look at the live Zion chuckles.

“These aren’t booty shorts I’m in my fucking underwear” Zion counterattacks, I get out of nicks arms to sit down because my legs were starting to get tired. Nick reads a few more comments then addresses how he’s going off and to stop hating on me. Smiling at how passionate he is about me.

It feels good loving someone who loves you back. I watched Zion and nick play basketball for a couple of hours until I felt myself becoming consumed by the hazy clouds of sleep. “Aw c’mere Princess” nick mumbles picking me up off the ground walking into the house. On the way to his room Edwin caresses my head.

“Hey sleepy” Edwin smiles

“Hi..” i say dazed, nick has his eyes glued on me as if this was out first date, my back hits the cold sheets nick climbing in behind me wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me in closer feeling his body heat slowly start to feel warmer. “You could’ve stayed you know that?”

“I didn’t want to, I told you to come over so we can spend time together” nick mumbles in my neck , caressing his forearm with fingertips I smile “but we’re both tired” I answer

“Doesn’t matter, I’m still with you. This is still us spending time together” nick caresses my stomach with his fingertips

“I love you” I mumble

“I love you more mamas” nick kisses my shoulder holding me a little tighter.

All my love is for you nick, it always has been but now that you’ve made us public, I can love you loudly.

[popentertainmentconcertreviews]

PRETTYMUCH – The Met – Philadelphia, PA – July 20, 2019

If you think the boy band era came to a close with One Direction’s 2015 split, you probably haven’t met PRETTYMUCH yet. This Teen Choice nominated band made up of Brandon Arreaga, Zion Kuwonu, Edwin Honoret, Nick Mara, and Austin Porter offers a unique, refreshing sound to pop music as well as rap. Similar to One Direction, Simon Cowell founded the group, but that is where their similarities lay. Currently, they are touring to promote their new album Phases.

On Saturday night, they brought their high energy along with thousands of fans to The Met for their 2019 FOMO tour. The crowd contained all ages, from young girls, to teens, to parents, all of them excitedly awaiting their favorite band. For a newer band (formed in 2016) PRETTYMUCH’s fan base is massive. Outside the Met, hundreds of fans waited in line.

In spite of the 100-degree weather Philly was facing, fans were bright-eyed and eager: taking Instagram photos, dancing without music, and singing their favorite PRETTYMUCH lyrics. They didn’t have to wait too much longer – and everyone was relieved to get to their air-conditioned seats. Even inside, the energy didn’t die down. From the balcony, I watched groups of teens dancing to the preshow music and excitedly checking the boys’ social media pages for any updates.

After some waiting, the night began with a performance from former Dance Moms star, Kenzie. At only 15, she is already touring with for PRETTYMUCH across the country. Most fans know how talented a dancer she is, but as of 2014, she has broken into music. She recently dropped her new single “Hot,” which trended worldwide. She strutted on stage to a screaming crowd surrounded by four background dancers and a whole lot of confidence.

She opened with her song “Nothing on Us,” and sang her heart out all while performing some amazing choreo that had the entire audience dancing along. Kenzie ended with an emotional performance of “Breathe,” and thanked everyone for coming out. As much as no one wanted Kenzie to leave, they equally wanted PRETTYMUCH to come out. Shouts begging for PRETTYMUCH to come up filled the entire time period between Kenzie and PRETTYMUCH.

A futuristic voiceover boomed across the venue and introduced each of the boys with a flash of their silhouette. Then smoke and bright yellow lights filled the stage, when the smoke cleared, the band was there. When they appeared the screams of fans were so loud that it made it difficult to even heard their opening song, “Lying.” All five of the boys seemed extremely comfortable on stage. They came out dancing with choreography just as high energy as Kenzie’s.

The stage was set up with scaffolding they jumped around on and color-changing lights. The only time they stayed still was when they all sat on stools to perform “Gone 2 Long.” The audience filled with waving phones lights to accompany the song. The group’s dynamic showed how close they all are: laughing, cracking jokes at each other, improvising dances. You would never know that they had been separate artists before they came together. At some point, Edwin lost his shirt (not that the fans were complaining). They ended their set with “Phases,” but the crowd was still cheering for more. They ran back out with a preplanned encore and sang “Open Arms.”

PRETTYMUCH had unmatched energy and a lot of it. It is clear that the five of them are not only passionate and hardworking but love what they do. They own the stage as soon as they come out. PRETTYMUCH is not a traditional boy band by any means. Their audience may be on the younger side, but they don’t let that limit them creativity or censor themselves. Their sound is something you would expect a boyband to be able to pull off, but they do it flawlessly.

Many bands feel like they must form a persona, but when PRETTYMUCH gets on the stage, they are their true, authentic selves. They produce all their music and write songs for themselves, not anyone else. They’re only in the beginning stages of their careers, and I’m excited to see which direction they head as they gain a bigger following. But for three years in, their success has been astronomical.

Emma Cameron

Copyright ©2019 PopEntertainment.com. All rights reserved. Posted: July 22, 2019.

Photos by Isa Barnett © 2019

[creepy-crowleys]

“Callisto!” Crowley shouted as she knocked away the nearest bloodslave only for an orb of caustic blood magic to scorch her side. He wasn’t doing anything. Why wasn’t he doing anything. She cast a desperate glance in his direction, firing blindly at the group of vampires.

Callisto was frozen, fingers clutched around the silver egg containing Dracula’s essence and jaw working fruitlessly as he stared at Mara, his queen.  Crowley was on her own.

Fangs dug into her coat, barely grazing her flesh through it and the sweater beneath. It didn’t take much to draw blood though, sharp as they were.  She put a bullet in the vampire’s head for his efforts.  She was used to being on her own; she could make do. Dark infected blood spattered across her face as she took aim at the vampire queen herself.

Mara lunged at Crowley, nails outstretched, wicked and agile for as delicate as she appeared and fully capable of shrugging off the bullets fired her way.  A wild swipe caught the edge of Crowley’s coat, slicing three clean cuts across its front and drawing fresh blood from where she had nicked skin. Mara’s fangs glinted in the light and the blood boiled to her magic, drawn to her and at her command.  Crowley cracked the butt of her pistol against the vampire’s face.

It was all the breathing room she was going to get.

[lavender-hemlock]

❛ This isn’t you. ❜

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

(Here is your 10 prompts in one post.) 

❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing?❜

Haine halted in her step upon the voice of Kazex Voss. She did not dare turn to look at him. It was obvious what she was doing. Her bag was on her shoulder, and she was dressed for the long road that led anywhere else but here. For a moment, Haine mused the idea to break into a sprint. To do what she did best, and runaway from a problem too difficult to solve. Yet, she could not run in her condition. The bandages that kept the wound on her right leg from reopening would not hold. Not this soon. As she stood, even now, her right leg began to ache. Voices whispered in her mind of eloquent reason to not address the inquiry that had been spoken however. You don’t owe him anything, the voices reassured. She wanted to believe her mind more than anything. Yet, there was no excuse or painted lie to disguise the evidence.

❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice, so use it.❜  He prompted once more. The highlander sounded less patient than before. Haine never recalled him being so serious. Kazex was many things, but he seemed… aggressive now. A gnawing bundle of nerves began to manifest within the lavender-haired woman now. Fear. He referenced fear. A deliberate choice of words that insinuated so much more.

❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me.❜  He whispered. His tone was akin to… despondency.

The final olive branch. She could turn now, and face the demon- or try Lady Luck’s hand. Haine did what she felt was best. For herself. With a turn of her head, amber met the gaze of a blizzard itself.

“What do you wish me to say, Kazex?” Her request was light- helpful in tune, but dead in the meaning that lingered between them. Kazex seemed none-too-convinced. His stone-like stare did not waver in the rough exterior he gave. What a contrast to the fun-loving highlander who cracked jokes in even the worst of circumstances.

“I’m going to ask you once and only once.” His face was straight. No humor. All business. “What do you know about Mara Bellefleur?” He finished. A silence lingered between them. Nary a insect chirped to disrupt the tension that settled across the sands they had camped upon.

“Who?” She inquired, a smile on her lips as she turned to face the swordsman. Haine’s face betrayed nothing. The midlander’s expression was fixed in its placement. Neatly arranged like a doll from her seamless expression, lavender locks, and laced hands in front of her as though they were simply having a pleasant chat. “Is this one of your jokes? You almost had me there-”

❛ You’re changing the subject.❜  His words were cut, dry, and to the point. The Kazex she knew was not here. Things appeared grave. She could not tell him. She could not inform him why they were on this quest. Who put them on this quest. Who orchestrated their fate.

“I did not mean for things to go this far.” Haine worded slowly, carefully. She had to be precise.

❛ And when were you planning on telling me?❜ He slashed with words once more. Accusations unspoken laced his tone. Did he mean the blood on her hands, or the blood that would be on their hands? “You have to be more specific, Kazex-”

“Haine!” He snapped. His voice had never risen at her like that. Not at anyone; not with that level of dislike. Haine’s right hand instinctively went to the knife holstered to her hip. Yet Kazex was on the next step as he rounded the campfire too quick. He kicked up bits of ash as he approached. Haine traced two steps back, her right hand tightened on the knife.

❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad!❜ He spat upon his approach. His eyes were venom. His gaze echoed of distrust and exchanges between them were like the bits scattered around the campfire. “They are bad- but this was for the best! I can’t tell you!” She pleaded with more steps traced back into the open darkness of the morning. Too fast- slow down, her mind warned. The further she retreated from the campsite, the colder she felt. Was it her guilt, or the climate? She felt hot, yet coated in ice all at once.

His approach- his tone, the tension. The stakes. It was all too much, and Haine was quick to reach for her safeguard. She raised the knife just as he was an arm’s length away, and the tip of the blade just nicked his collar in the process. His height was imposing, but now this was much. To be cornered by nothing but the confrontation. A tiny droplet of blood bubbled to life underneath her knife’s point. Kazex seemed just as shocked as she in the aftermath of her anxiety.

❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife…❜ Kazex spoke carefully now. His tone was gruff as ever, but he was not as stupid as he pretended to be. He was not in the position to bargain, but Haine would be the fool to not see Kazex had his hand on his blade. She would be no match. She could wound him, but he would cut her down. She was expendable. This was just business.

❛ This isn’t you.❜ He spoke through clenched teeth. Half his face was visible; the other hidden by the brim of his hat. She wanted to believe him. Yet, with a mirthless chuckle, the lavender woman gave a shake of her head. “You don’t know me, Kaz.” She responded. Her right foot shifted first- only to receive an angry flare of pain that surged about her right leg. Haine suppressed the grunt that muffled between a bitten lip, yet still she persisted. Her stay was over.

❛ You should be resting.❜ His tone reaffirmed the sternness of before. Haine did not wish to oblige. The stubborn woman forced her right foot to take another step. Bit by bit, she could feel the wound re-open. A warmth began to bead just where the injury laid. Too soon, but now too late.

Lie in the bed you have made, a voice cooed. Like Hell. Haine’s amber gaze leveled his without waver. She would not falter unless fate would have it so.

❛ Stop it.❜  Kazex hissed at the retreating of the woman before him. For a brief moment, Haine would believe Kazex was conflicted of what to do. That maybe their adventures had been enough to tie their fates together rather than to have it all end here. Sweat beaded along the brow of the woman, her porcelain face flushed with exertion for so little. The pain that wedged in her nerves was excruciating. Had that been a normal bullet? How unfair.

Haine’s right hand faltered in her grip on the hilt of her knife, and that was all it took for Kazex to rush her. Everything went black.  

(There ya go, you absolute mad man @kazexvoss ) 

[hoodmara]

Here *Nick Mara*

Lmao this was out of nowhere but I’ve just had this in my head for awhile.

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‘Is this how it’s always going to be’, y/n thought. She had just drove an hour and a half down I-5 to get to Nick’s place, because he just couldn’t get all of his emotion out over the phone. It’s not that she hated the situation, because it was very clear that she would do anything for him. The two became each other’s ‘ride or die’ partners pretty much from the moment they met. The only thing y/n couldn’t stand was the fact that her usual 20 minute drive to the house had gone up to almost two hours. Thankfully, she had finally made it and was preparing herself for the mess of a man that would soon appear in front of her. Walking up to the door, she checked the handle to see if it was unlocked, which it was.

“For a group that complains about their lack of privacy, y’all sure are lenient with the way you protect your house” she yelled, walking through the door and shutting it behind her. She kicked her shoes off into the pile on her left and made sure to actually lock the door.

“Upstairs” she heard nick yell back. Taking her time, she sauntered up the steps. She passed each room, peering in to see if anyone else was home. She saw Austin, completely enthralled by the final fantasy game he was playing on his television, only able to shoot a quick nod her way without ever taking his eyes off the screen. Everyone else seemed to be either in the garage studio or out on the town. That was with the exception of a familiar Italian, who’s door was shut. A blue neon light was coming from under the cracks along with some Bryson Tiller melodies.

“Knock, knock” y/n sweetly said, turning the door knob slowly. She was met by the boy laying on his back, in bed and staring at the ceiling. It was hard for her to see him so broken up over the same girl, but she kept trying to mend the broken pieces.

“Hi” nick sighed softly, his words sounding sadder than y/n ever expected. Her heart broke as she saw his vulnerable state. As she looked around his room, she saw a pile of shattered glass and a picture of nick and lexy laying in the center of it. Clothes were thrown everywhere and under a pair of gym shorts, she could see a small silver necklace with a cursive ‘N’ charm peeking out.

It wasn’t normal for Nick and Alexys to fight like this. They only fought like this one other time, and that was when they broke up for two months. But this..was something different. Nick didn’t cry last time or break things, because he knew he fucked up and it was time for him to deal with that. This time, no one was at fault. The relationship just wasn’t working and it seemed like one side of it no longer found joy in the other.

Y/n walked over to the bed and sat down next to Nick’s head. She ran her fingers over his forehead before scratching softly at the front of his scalp. Finally being comforted, Nick curled up fetal style and rolled into y/n’s legs. Scooting farther in, y/n picked up the boy’s head softly and laid it in her lap, stroking his dark locks in a slow motion.

“I said I was sorry” he whispered, trying to choke back the tears that were threatening to fall.

“I know, sweetheart, I know you did” y/n replied.

“I hurt her first, and I know that, but why did she come back if she knew she was just gonna leave?” Y/n could feel teardrops seeping through her leggings as Nick spoke.

“You can’t blame her. I know its hard, but you both hadn’t come to a true conclusion of what your relationship was. You can’t blame yourself at this point either, because you worked on yourself just like she asked you to and you kept your word. Nick, baby, it’s no one’s fault. I think your clock just stopped ticking” It was hard for her to tell him the truth, but y/n knew that was the reason why he needed her so badly. She was the only one who kept him in check, even when it was hard to do.

“I loved her so much, y/n. She was my everything for so long”

“I know”

“Did she even love me at all?”

“How could she not? Even if you do dumb stuff sometimes, you’re still you and in my opinion, it’s pretty hard not to love you” There was no truer sentence than the one y/n had just said. Nick was an idiot a lot of the time. He got mad at stupid stuff, he was a secret klutz so he fell over everything and anything, and he never knew what to say, so he’d just say the first thing that came to his mind which was most often not the right thing. Despite all this, or better yet, because all of this, y/n loved Nick.

She loved him so much that she was willing to sit in rush hour traffic to try and mend his broken heart. She loved him enough to skip the celebration dinner that her coworkers were throwing for her new promotion at work. She loved him to the point that she once cancelled a date with a guy that was end game material because Nick wouldn’t talk to anyone or open his door after he found out that Alexys was talking to another guy during their first break-up.

Most of all, she loved him enough to hide her true feelings, because she thought that as long as he depended on her as a friend, what else could she possibly need?

Nick rubbed his eyes and shifted so that he could look at y/n. She sent him a soft smile and he tried his best to give one back. Y/n chuckled as his failed attempt and wrapped her arms around him, letting his head fall on her chest. She rubbed his back as he snuggled in.

“Will I get over her eventually?” Nick asked. Y/n wanted to tell him that Alexys wasn’t there anymore, because that’s what she wanted. She didn’t want Nick getting back into a relationship where she would have to keep trying to put him back together. She wanted to flat out tell him that him and Lexy were over and it would be best for him to just stop crying over it. All of these things were the truth and she knew that Nick knew that. But the only reason the boy asked her was because he knew that y/n would never tell him this in such a blunt manner, especially with the state that he was currently in. She could keep him in check, but with him crying into her lap, she went the softer route. 

“Eventually you will, but it’s ok to be hurt right now. She’s always gonna be your first love, you know? I’m happy you’re crying and not punching holes in the walls” Y/n replied. She could feel Nick chuckle against her chest, and she smiled at the feeling.

“Yeah, I could be worse” He replied, sighing into his words. Nick let his hands fall from around Y/n’s waist and he used them to push himself into a sitting position. The two sat across from each other and soon began to laugh at the sight.

“I don’t know how you put up with me” Nick laughed, running his hands over his face again. Y/n only wished she could answer him honestly, but she never did and that wasn’t going to change now.

“We have seen each other in all kinds of compromising positions, so this is just a part of my best friend duties” She smiled, patting Nick on the leg. He grabbed her hand and pulled it up to his lips, leaving a sweet and soft kiss on her knuckles. 

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to repay you for all the things you’ve done for me” He said, still holding y/n’s hand. She tried her hardest not to just burst into tears right then and there. What was she supposed to do? She was officially in love with her best friend, who was still in love with his ex, and there was nothing she could do about any of it. Except what she had been doing, which was to deal with it. 

“Just keep being you and that’s payment enough. Alright?” Nick smiled at her answer and nodded his head.Y/n pulled her hand gently from Nick’s grasp and put her hand on the bed to steady her movements.She was now in a standing position and heading for the door.

“I’m gonna go downstairs and get some drinks and snacks, because we’re going to have an action movie marathon, because love sucks and explosions are awesome, am I right or am I right?” Nick laughed at Y/n’s excited tone and responded with an ‘absolutely’ before bending down to turn on his tv so he could get Netflix to start up. Y/n walked out of the room and shut the door quietly behind her. Before she began her walk down the hallway, she took a deep breath in before letting a shaky one exit. 

She wanted to kick a wall or slam a door or better yet, call Alexys and tell her exactly what she had thought about her over the last couple of months. But she didn’t do any of those things. She continued her walk down the hallway and down the stairs. As she entered the kitchen, she saw Austin sitting on the counter next to the refrigerator on his phone. It was too late for her to turn around, because she had already caught his attention.

“You playing clean up crew again?” He asked, a smirk painted on his face. Y/n rolled her eyes and walked up to the fridge, opening up the freezer door to cover Austin’s face.

“You’re being pretty insensitive for having been in Nick’s exact position like three weeks ago” She replied, pulling a pint of Ben and Jerry’s out of the freezer, along with a bottle of New Amsterdam. She closed the freezer to see Austin peering over with a smirk still on his face.

“But are you in love with me like you are with him?” His reply almost made Y/n drop the glass bottle and ice cream in her hands. 

“Will you shut up? He could hear you” She whispered, her harsh tone clearly cutting through. Austin chuckled darkly and shook his head.

“You deserve a helluva lot more than just being Nick’s therapist. Every time you’re over here, it’s because he’s had another fight with Alexys and he wants you to coddle him and tell him that everything’s gonna be alright. And if I’m really gonna spill some truth tea right now, why don’t we talk about the fact that we all know this whole nick and alexys thing is never gonna be like it was before, and you’re too scared to tell him the truth”

“I’m sorry, is that my fault? Cause last time I checked, you live with him, so if anyone has a bigger opportunity to tell him, it would be you. Besides, Nick is a grown ass man, he makes that very clear. So if he wants to date someone or kiss someone or even fuck whoever, that’s his business. I’m here when he asks me to be, that’s it.” At this point, Y/n had walked over to the counter opposite of Austin to slam down what she had in her hands. She was fuming at his reply and it was taking everything in her not to get in his face about it. Austin and Y/n were almost as close as her and Nick, so that being said, Austin was also the only one who knew that Y/n was into Nick. He didn’t know to what extent, but at this point, he could tell that she was falling hard for the guy, and was too scared to do anything about it. 

“Why are you getting mad at me? Did I finally strike a nerve so you’ll take your own feelings into consideration? Y/n, I get it, it’s easier to just be here for him, but can’t you see that you deserve to be here for yourself? Be in love and don’t give that up for anyone” Austin hoped that what he was trying to say actually got to Y/n. He had watched her disregard her own feelings for so long, it was making him hate Nick a little bit. He knew that it was no one’s fault, but things like this are easier to understand when you have someone to blame. Y/n didn’t know how to take Austin’s words, but she knew that on some level he was right. 

“Austin, I hear what you’re saying, I do and I love you for it, but I just-- I don’t have the heart to lose him. And if it gets awkward around him over something I’ve said, then I know I’ll stop coming around, and then you and I will stop talking, and I can’t lose the both of you. So just don’t say anything, ok? You need to promise me that you won’t say anything, Austin, promise me” The urgency in Y/n’s voice broke his heart. Austin couldn’t believe that she thought all of this. But he understood and he promised her that he wouldn’t say anything. With her worries mended and all the snacks she could carry, Y/n walked back up the stairs to Nick’s room, where she would have to pretend to be happy again. 

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this was long and i’m lowkey sad after writing it but i loved this and i wanted to write about someone insecure cause same but if i make this into a series, imma give y/n an actual name and she is gonna GROW. 

[hotgirlmuch]

PRETTYMUCH starring in THE FRESH PRINCE

“Mirror mirror on the wall, I'm not too short I'm not too tall, but damn if I don't got it all.”

ZION KUWONU as WILL SMITH

Often cracking jokes or doing something comedical. 100% of the time he's unashamedly roasting someone or putting them on blast. Always managing to find himself in a situation, though he's able to finesse through it. Never knowing when to shut up, sometimes saying things that make you question his intelligence. But when he has those times he can speak on something from personal opinions to pep talking, he won't disappoint. He knows how to get all the honey's, just gotta sit back and let him do his thang.

“For a long time, it gave me nightmares, having to witness an injustice like that. It shows you just how cruel this world can be. I can still hear them taunting him. 'Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids.' Why couldn't they just give him some cereal?”

AUSTIN PORTER as CARLTON BANKS

A sensitive bear that just needs a hug. Often can't catch a break though from Nick roasting him or putting him on blast to never being left alone for his class and style. Austin may seem like he's soft and a punk, but he has words that come in handy in a fight, don't underestimate him. He can be the life of the party...in a quirky way, but he gets everyone pumped.

“I need money, not boys.”

NICK MARA as ASHLEY BANKS

Look, don't get on his wrong side or catch him on a bad day, he WILL rip you to shreds. A majority of the time he can be America's sweetheart, but if provoked, let the chaos and confusion roll in, and don't think it won't last long. Usually bringing the common sense to the family and often opening their eyes to new perspectives. Aha, people over money?! Don't get it twisted sis.

“Have you ever seen so many fashion dont's in one room?”

EDWIN HONORET as HILARY BANKS

A fashion GOD and he represents the title well. Don't let looks deceive you, he's not getting his hands no matter what you say. Shopping spree? Here for it. Designer? Here for it. Yachts? Here for it. Knows how to give advice — sometimes — and it actually makes sense no matter how vain or ditzy he seems. And yes he's very much ditzy, taking a minute to catch onto jokes and common sense.

“Don't try and impress me with your fancy education.”

BRANDON ARREAGA as DJ JAZZY JEFF

Musically inclined, the way he makes beats and music, you would think he needs to be dj'ing but he doesn't, so he leaves you wondering..."DJ"...but not really dj'ing...Okay. He's the friend that just hangs around, wondering if he even has a life the way he's always over 24/7. He thinks he has a swag that draws all the ladies, when in all actuality he looks like a dork. He may seem stupid, but he's dumb, but sometimes knowledgeable.

[ed-edward-blackbeard]

Last Line Meme

@shipperfiendobssesser​ tagged me in the Last Line WIP meme.  YOU ASKED FOR IT.

Long text post, so I’m sticking it behind a “read more”

Fandoms behind the tags:  Hannibal, Doctor Who, Gotham, SVU, BBC Sherlock, a couple of Walking Dead, a couple of Xenaverse,  a couple of Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon (Live action), Star Trek (TOS), Tim Burton’s Alice In Wonderland, The Following, and some original stories  (Not included, because I probably won’t ever go back to them:  Supernatural, Stargate, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Deadwood, and Harry Potter.)

Not tagging anyone BECAUSE I WOULD NOT SUBJECT MY LOVED ONES TO THIS.  No, seriously.  I’ve been working on this goddamn thing for two and a half hours.

Hannibal WIPs:

Ripper!Hannibal:  Hannibal picked up the scalpel, hid it in his coat pocket, and followed him in the shadows.  

Temple Body (Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham):  His presence warded off nightmares and ushered in a calm and dreamless sleep.  "Sure, a shower."     

There Were Three (Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham):  "Excellent.  I shall expect you Thursday night, promptly at 8."  Hannibal rose when Will did, and followed him out of the office.  "Are you returning to the crime scene tomorrow?"  

Sanity and Empathy (Hannibal/Will):  Knew it as well as he'd known the feel of Hannibal's broken heart, left in the chapel written on a broken man.

No Place Like Home (Hannibal/Will):  When Hannibal got back to Will's room, Will was sitting up on the side of the bed.  "You just missed the cardiologist; my heart's fine.  They're gonna stitch me up and as far as she's concerned, I can go home right now."

Murder Husbands In Denmark (Hannibal/Will):  "I can do that, soon as I'm out of the shower."  He leaned across the bloody butcher's block and nipped at Hannibal's ear.  "Hurry up."  

Leather Hannibal (Hannibal/Will):  "So I think you like my new motorbike."  Will squirmed as Hannibal's leather-gloved hands pressed down against the erection straining his zipper.  "But perhaps that is not all you like."

Keeping It In The Family AU (Mischa Lecter/Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham):  Hannibal reached out and raised her up, and offered her his elbow.  "You're not going to bow to me, Mischa."

I, Profiler (Crossover SVU/Hannibal, Hannibal/Will, Barba/Benson):  "I will sign your form," Hannibal agreed.  After Barba hung up, Hannibal sighed, and turned his attention back to the sausage browning in the frying pan.  "Mr. Barba seems to be at loose ends," he commented.

Hannibal’s Nightmare (AUish, Hannibal/Will):  He knows who he is--My name is Hannibal Lecter, and I am a psychiatrist.  I am a serial killer, and I am a cannibal.--but that doesn't seem to matter.  He is trapped in a place that does not seem to exist, and yet, it does.  

Great Escapes (Hannibal/Will):  Hannibal placed her plate in front of her, then dropped the fork carefully on the napkin.  Once he was out of range, Will let her go and returned to his seat.  "Do enjoy your dinner."

Firsts (Hannibal/Will):When the dance--and the music--ends, they're both breathless and ready for more.  Hannibal empties his pockets over the balcony rail for the violinist below, then follows Will to bed.

drunken kisses sequel (Hannibal/Will):  "I know."  And he had.  It was almost as if this entire conversation was useless; Will and Hannibal were so much in each other's heads, the answers were known before the questions were even formulated.  

Building A New Life (Hannibal/Will):  In the back cargo hatch was their luggage, their bloody clothes which really needed to be burned, and a large igloo cooler that carried all their provisions plus a few… special treats for later.  

Biokinetics (Hannigram AU, Hannibal/Will):  "No, not at all."  Will put his glasses back on as Hannibal led the way out of Will's living quarters and into the Institute's foyer.  

Original WIPs:

Roxy The Pink Police Poodle:  Oh, boy.  I recognize Shit Detail.  That means we’re going to do something Not Fun.  For either one of us.

Paralegal:  No amount of whipping furniture at my head can shake the solidity of the facts of the law.

Ghosts of deBerk:  (scriptfrenzy screenplay):  You want to ask me if I can talk to them for you, but you realize I am not Whoopi Goldberg and this is not Ghost.  You know things do not work like that.

Baywood:  All the things that you could need, but wouldn't ever think of buying for yourself when the time comes.

The Nature Of Time:  The Eternal was confused.  And so to experience time, He became a part of it.

Small Things:  And if any found it, they did not live to tell the tale because many went out, and few returned, and the ones who did died quickly, without relating what they knew.

Sleep Deprivation: The clock on the microwave read 2:03 AM as Mara heated her second milk of the night.

Sangria Falls:  "Put on the shackles, now," Nick repeated, loosening the snap on his gun.

Misty Valley:  Rain splashed on the windows, matching the rolling drops of blood that pooled red on the inside of the glass.

Midnight Scratching:  .  If she was losing her mind, then Poe was trying to console her.

Mars Rover:  The air was circulating slowly inside the helmet to stretch out the final oxygen supply, but as soon as they were out of the atmosphere, they wouldn't really need it anymore.

Fall of the House of God:  .  As it dug itself in, Lamiel planted the seeds for further discontent before going to sleep to gather its strength.

Dymond Family Murders:  Fiona's estate contested the agreement when first announced, but has since withdrawn the challenge and given the arrangement its full support.

SVU (Special Victims Unit) WIPs

Cedro Barba (Rafael Barba/Olivia Benson):  Turning the box back over to Cold Case, Olivia headed for SVU.

Checking In (Barba/Benson):  "I'm no role model, Olivia." He jostled Noah into sobs as he handed the child back to Liv. "Almost twenty years later and I still dream of punching my old man in the face every morning."

Post-”October Surprise” fic (Barba/Benson):  "Come on, let it out."  She cradled him close, resting her chin on his temple.  "It's going to be all right, Rafael."  

Dinner With Mami:  Rafael just smiled at that, and a little kernel of heat blossomed in the pit of his stomach when she smiled back.

Starbucks:  "Three cups, Liv," he reminded.  "Three cups of Starbucks all over Armani."

Barba and Benson Dinner Untitled:  "I think I like you better all put together.  A present just waiting to be unwrapped.  Although…"  She made an appreciative noise at his bare chest.  "I can see the benefit of keeping you naked."

Barba/Benson Vampire AU:  “Come on.  The blood bank is open by now, and you’ll think a lot more clearly when you’ve fed.”  Olivia held her hand out.

Doctor Who WIPs:

Running Up That Hill (9/Rose):   Disappointed in Rose,which was even worse for both of them. 

1920′s Gangster AU (10/Rose):  But there was no harm in looking, the Doctor kept telling himself, and so he continued to pay regular visits to the club.

A Crack In Time (12/Rose):  "Rose, is it really you?" he asked, and even his voice was changed, Scottish and hard.

Come Back To Me (10/Rose):  The Doctor's words were rushed as he hastened to reassure Rose.  "There's only a really tiny little bit left, not even enough to hurt you, or even know it's there.  I took all of it out of your head, scrubbed it clean, remember?  That's how we met.  This is just one tiny little glitch that saved your life."

Doctor John Smith (Tentoo/Rose):  John looked steadily at Jackie.  "It's a lot to take in.  Rose has been through a lot.  I just want to make it easy for her, that's all."

Drips (A Coffee Shop AU) (Ten/Rose):  It had started, for Rose Tyler at least, with the gas leak that had blown up the Henrik's shop she'd worked at--thank God she'd been off shift that night.  

Sunshine and Roses (9/Rose/Jack):  The crinkles at the corner of his eyes made his mouth turn up in a perpetual smile, which was accompanied by laughter at Rose's antics.  

Light and Dark (Ten/Rose):  "We like children, we like them young, they are still light and generous and they want to play!"  A few free light specks floated around Rose again, and lit on her hair, on her shoulders.  "Oh, we see!  You keep him light, he glows when you're with him!"

Part Of Your World (Ten/Rose Little Mermaid AU):  He sort of waved through the front glass, and several of the whales flicked their rear fins as a sort of answer before the TARDIS bobbed around and headed back for the Trench and the Challenger descent point.

Untitled Post Impossible Planet/Satan Pit (Ten/Rose):  She knew the why well enough, and went in for a second kiss.

Pregnant Rose Tyler (Ten/Rose):  "All right.  Anything for you, Rose Tyler."  And this time, he meant it with all his hearts.

Two Hearts, Two Hearts (Jack/Ten/Rose):  "Back in the TARDIS, or else she's wandered off again," was the Doctor's reply.  "Didn't know what I'd find in here, so I asked her to wait.  But you know how rubbish she is at waiting about, so we'd better go."

Gotham WIPs:

Father Nygma’s Bird Problems (AU, Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot): This time, Carmine’s smile was far more rueful than he’d like.  “There’s no way you could let me down,” he answered.  Especially not given his own personal history.  “Good evening, Edward.  Remember, you can call me or see me at any time you like; I am always available to my priests.”  

 Hello, Old Friend (Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot):  Ed gave a negative shake of his head. “That's far too generous, I couldn't accept.” Especially when he had no real way of paying back the kindness. 

Mine (Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot):  Getting up from the chair, he rapped the table with gloved knuckles.  “I’ll swing back by later to see what you decided.”

Cuts Like A Knife (Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot):   He was relatively certain that a google search of How to fix the ice-muddled memory of your best friend turned worst enemy would return exactly zero helpful results, so he was going to go with the closest approximation he could think of and adapt what he found to help Ed.  

Walking the Tightrope (Jim Gordon/Oswald Cobblepot):  Oswald simply nodded.  That was fair enough; the agreement was to take each other as they came, profession included.  It kept things interesting, to say the least.  

What He Needs (Jim Gordon/Oswald Cobblepot):  The black eye mask was folded on top, and while he withdrew it with his fingers, he carried it back in his mouth and offered it up to Oswald.

BBC Sherlock WIPs:

Untitled Johnlock #1 (John/Sherlock):  "Not important at all.  It's common.  Any two individuals regardless of gender can have sex, and a portion of those can make love with sentiment behind it.  Boring.  What is important, what is unique, is the closeness two people share.  Especially when one is less than personable, as it were.  But you, John, you are what is important.  Not how you choose to use an appendage."

Life Form (John/Sherlock):  Sherlock did allow himself to blink, and when no catastrophe happened, he relaxed microscopically.

Past Life (John/Sherlock):  "Sandals and swords, how exciting.  I can certainly see how it would pull one from the realm of sleep."

The Following WIPs: 

Sacrifice (Joe Carroll/Ryan Hardy):  The ghostly shapes moved like quicksilver behind the mist.

That Night (Joe/Carroll/Ryan Hardy):  The heat from their touches made the room-temperature glass seem almost icy.  

The Ending (Joe Carroll/Ryan Hardy):  The answer that Ryan couldn't give, and that's why this moment, here in this nowhere place, was most important.  In this place, the answer didn't matter.

Unexpected Savior (Joe Carroll/Ryan Hardy):  Joe disconnected the call while studying his reflection in the mirror. “Dear Ryan, whatever shall I do with you?”

Everything Else:

Untitled Rickyl AU (Walking Dead, Rick/Daryl):   So it was as a civilian that Rick rolled up at Carl's school that afternoon.

Wintering (Walking Dead, Rick/Daryl):  "Don't worry, Papa Bear.  Little Ass-Kicker's in good hands."  

Destrus (Xenaverse, Ares/Xena):  Well, his great sword through a few puny mortal chests had put an end to that idea

A Friend’s Faith (Xenaverse, Autolycus/Xena):  "It's hard to have faith in yourself when you think nobody else does, but it's even worse when you think you've let down the ones who do."

Kunzite and Darkury (Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon/PGSM/BSSM/Bishojou Senshi Sera Moon, Kunzite/Dark Mercury):  Both are trapped in the whirlpool at the base of the waterfall, a deepening vortex that sucks them deeper and closer together.

Untitled PGSM (Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon/Bishoujo Senshi Sera Moon, Human!Nephrite/Ami):  He was only Nephrite, outcast and human, and he was shamed for feeling gratitude to Sailor Mercury.

Responsibility (Star Trek TOS, Kirk/Spock):  No--that was unfair.  Jim was not fire, and it was only Spock who burned.

Return To Underland (Tim Burton’s Alice In Wonderland, Alice/Hatter):  The Unicorn chuffed nervously, pawing the marble floor while the Lion paced and growled, tail flicking madly.

The Girl With the Tuxedo Kitten (Millennium/Dragon Tattoo series, Lisbeth Salander/Mikael Blomkvist):  Blomkvist laughed.  "Why don't you take Sally and let her sleep?  I'll set up the litter in the bathroom and put out some more dry food."  

[smartbears]

doom!

Attaché case juggling stocks handling business.  

Time Cop villain in black Lance Hendricks.  

Duct tape hands to ankles leave no witnesses.  

Orange County serial killer leaving Real Housewives dead on Seely mattresses a new Lifetime thriller.  

Drawing a blank audience is speechless I’m all out of riddles.  

Suspended in motion love potion number 9  

Chanel is fine I need Shark Tank money to get out of a real pickle.  

FTA’d in court again the judge is furious like Don Rickles.  

United Nations troops curfew enforced resistance is futile.  

The war is on Nick Sabin in speedos sounding a Crimson bugle.  

Swedish chef whipping crack inside of Crate and Barrel be very Frugal.  

Tyler Herro type heroics in game three of the Finals.  

Spiderman versus Rhino,  

new movie called Rising Poverty Rates-the Sequel.  

Kimbo Slice heart attacks and steroids from Balco.  

Marble water fountains  

vintage chrome Regals driven by Fabio.  

Ben 10 Alien Force starring Vin Diesel.  

Army personnel flooded the E.R.- General Hospital.  

Howie Long crashed the Toyota sedan, fuck it “Let’s Go!  

Silk Stalking ebb and flow, you at the front of the class but where you plan on heading.  

Black balled screaming “kill em all” with Gary Shandling  

Larry Sanders Home Shopping Network and fee shipping.  

I’m getting nervous smelling my fingertips-Molly Shannon.  

Dropping the ball on contracts-Ed O’Bannon.  

How you pimping and you don’t have anywhere to go.  Caught you slipping strip searching medicine cabinets in the psyche ward with Eide Falco.  

Pink Salmon and Erk and Jerk.  I stuck Wednesday Adams for seven bricks and got caught in a Lurch.  

Commercial breaks hurt.  

Oscar Meyer lunchtime bully named Hondo.  I’m just a Knight Rider loving them white girls- Rajon Rondo.  

Satan flirting in church selling archipelagos to pastor Burke.  

Martinis in Mara Largo and Key West.  Nick at Nite in bikinis watching Father Knows Best.  

Hell-raising with Clive Barker and Skeeter Phalen.  Strip shows at Costco featuring Channing Tatum.  

Stop your pump faking.  Yeah...

[naptoons]

The Weekend — Nick Mara

Warnings: mature language, sexual content

Theme: Smut

Summary: you and nick have a friends with benefits type of relationship, but things become awkward between one another when you started to adapt feelings for him.

A/N: I apologize in advance if it’s cringe or boring. And if I have misspelled words. This is my first time writing an imagine and writing a smut. So yeah I’m sorry lol I’ll get better eventually.

Your phone buzzes with spam texts,not wanting to deal with it you ignore it continuing to watch your favorite show. Couple of seconds later it begins to buzz louder turning around you see nick is now calling you with a deep sigh you answer. “Yeah?” You speak softly to avoid the cracks in your voice.

“What’s up ma, I’m in town” his velvet voice echos through the phone

“Hm so you can leave again”

“Nah not tonight mamas, I’m not going to leave you alone”

You can’t help but smile at that nickname, but the smile disappears once you settle in your mind ‘it’s just a pet name for sex’ “yeah and what you plan on doing then?” You tease him but you’re also curious.

His chuckle halos your eyes, making your smile bigger than it previously was “ Gonna love you 'til we see the morning light” his voice is seductive and smooth. Like a jazz singer or a radio host.

Biting your lower lip, you lay back on your bed eyes up to the celling. Thinking if you should tell him the truth. You went out, but you want to be more then friends. And it’s clearly ambiguous that he just wants to be strictly friends with benefits. “You falling in love with me over there babygirl?” His voice follows by a chuckle “I’m outside” the call drops sighing you prop yourself up waltzing to the front door in a timely manner. Unlocking the silver accessories on the door there he was standing in shredded dark wash jeans with a clementine hoodie on, the rain Soaked his chestnut hair as it drilled down his semi-golden skin.

“May I come in?” His fangs peak through his silky lips, You step aside letting him in as he wipes his shoes off on the mat in front of your apartment. Stepping in he takes off his shoes leaving them at the front door. Locking the door behind him. The nerves start to bubble up in your throat unable to say anything you walk to the kitchen. Throughout this whole time nicks eyes have never left you. Maybe he was the one actually falling in love.

“You okay ma’s?” His voice breaks the fairly awkward silence, piercing your head up his body was leaned against the counter inked forearms exposed to the air. “You seem a bit trapped in your mind”

“Oh I’m fine, just a lot I’m thinking about” you hiccup, nick knows you inside and out no punt intended. So those hiccups he knows you’re nervous about something. Stepping in front of you he puts the coffee down that you’ve prepared for the both of you. “not in the mood for coffee? I just thought you would like some because you were stuck in the rain and you may get a cold so I figured I-” stopping you right in your tracks nick presses his lips against yours passionately but delicately. He’s never seen a mouth that he would killed to kiss. He’s dated and loved but you. You were something different and he couldn’t figure out what it was.

A simple kiss escalated into something more your hairs standing on ends saluting him, your earlobe heating up possibly turning hues of red, nicks fingers taps on your thighs and without hesitation you jump and he catches you instantly. His veiny hands latching underneath your thighs with his neck attached to your burning flesh. Little whimpers escaping your mouth as your fingers run through his hair. Nick nibbles on the tender spot of your neck ultimately getting the noise he wanted. Followed by a smirk against your skin.

Walking towards your bedroom he closes the door with his foot, then gently lays you on the bed. Instantly your mind goes to pleasing him first. Majority of the time you go first. Why? Cause you put his needs before yours. And because he’s in a rush so you coin toss first. Reaching over to his belt buckle you latch two fingers on it. Nick hold your wrist with one hand and gently the other rests on your neck. Looking up at him through your hooded eyelashes you meet his gaze that isn’t painted with lust, more or less love.

“I’m going to take good care of you, don’t rush mamas, I ain’t going nowhere tonight” his hands push you down softly by your throat his lips taking vacant of where his hands used to be. His lips touching every part of your burning flesh causing a series of goosebumps. It was like hell freezing over. His tongue grazing over your tender perked nipples. Arising a moan to escape between your lower lips that are held tightly between your teeth.

His lips makes their way to your inner thighs as the pool between your legs overflows, so sweet and sensual. This was a side of nick you never thought you’d grasp. His fingers latching on your shorts pulling them down along with your underwear’s. Spreading your legs out hearing the wet sounds of your sensitive bud. Looking directly into your eyes he hovers over your body connecting his lips to yours one last time mumbling softly “you’re so beautiful mamas” your cheeks turning hues of burgundy, earning a chuckle from him.

“Be vocal with me sweetheart, no holding back” he growls pulling you closer to the edge of the bed, before you could process your answer to him his tongue laps up your slit already causing your legs to tremble. Nick places them on his shoulders softly digging his fingertips into your thighs, while yours grab purchase of the sheets. Delving hid tongue in you. Moans of euphoria falling flat from your mouth. “Look at me” nick growls blowing hot air on your sensitive bud. With your lips between your teeth your gaze locks with his as he sinks back between your legs giving you deep intimacy.

His tongue buried on your bundle of joy lapping up your juices with every flick of your swollen clit. His lips kissed over your clit, sucking it delicately. This simple action causes your back to rise off the velvet sheets slurring his name out your mouth. pausing only to lick up the wetness you were dripping for him. His eyes flickered shut as he savors you melting in his mouth. your hands left his hair to grip the sheets he unraveled his own, reaching until your fingers entwined along with his.

His tongue poked out again, as you felt him slip inside of your lips softly. He tongue was pointed, softly moving circles as he tried to locate your sweet spot, and when you pressed your head further into the bed with a series of vulgar words and clenched underneath him, he knew he had spotted it, with that playful smirk creeping on your skin.

“Nick....” your sentence chokes up, he just knows your at your limit, but he wasn’t done admiring you. So he made your ankle touch your shoulders hoisting them with his fingers engraved on your calves, dipping his head back in his tongue flattened in between your lips, as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Your stomach knotting up while your body temperature rises. “Nick... I’m gonna come...”

“Hmm come babygirl, let me see you unravel underneath me” with one hand he spreads your folds apart inserting two fingers in pumping you as your juices fill up the room along with your jagged moans. “Look at me” he groans. Opening your eyes you look at his moon reflecting the ocean eyes. Your toes begin to curl as your legs vibrate feeling the colorless liquid gush out of you, as nick smiles at you in awe, sensitive to the touch from your high nick laps you up cleaning up the mess he’s made but not really regretting it.

“Nick...” you mumble almost feeling like you went to sub space. Dealing with nick he’s made you reach sub space on a daily. But today was a different kind of feeling.

“Fuck, you’re hot babygirl” Nick reassures you, unbuckling his pants and pulling them down your breathing is still unstable but the lust in your eyes are begging for more. Pulling you closer to him nick aligns his self with your entrance rubbing his shaft up and down your slit, flinching Everytime he comes close to your clit “you ready?” He asks softly nodding your head he goes into your drawer pulling out the gold medal bringing it up to his teeth as it rips sliding it onto himself he postions himself in between your legs slowly pushing through as your walls engulf him, instantly your eyes roll whole your fingers find purchase of the sheets.

Your legs resting upon his shoulder sinking his teeth softly into your skin as his hips buck against yours making the headboard bang against the wall. His strokes filling you up as they brush against your g-spot. His fingers softly pushing away your fly away hairs that stuck to your glistening face “You’re so beautiful mamas, i can’t believe you’re mine” his hip buck against yours hitting a new high for the both of you. Passionate love wasn’t something the both of you weren’t used to.

Nick stickers his lips on your neck filling the air with mixed groans and moans as the bed soaks in each other sweats, your fingertips digging into his back the deeper. Reaching your third limit this night you clench your walls against nick as your head sinks in the marshmallow pillows. “Let go princess..” he strangled, both of you reaching your highs together. Both of your eyes staring at each other’s intensely. Nick slowly eases out of your frame holding onto your waist. Running your hands through the sheets to cover yourself nick grabs your hand getting in the sheets with you.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” You ask softly still trying to regain your breathe.

“Didn’t you remember me telling you I’m not leaving you alone tonight?”nick rasped, making goosebumps appear throughout your whole body. His fingertips drawing circles on your bare sweaty back. Your fingertips tracing his tattoo on his biceps. Holding back any other thoughts you hold your lower lip in between your lips.

“I meant what I said y/n” Nick finally answers your question

“What?” You act clueless, you wanted to hear it from him, not your conclusions.

“You’re mine babygirl, I’m not going anywhere ever again” nicks nose touches yours his eyes now open his eyelashes slightly hiding his chocolate eyes “I promise, I’m not going anywhere, we’re something more than this”

“No more weekends?” You smile

“More like everyday mamas,you’re too beautiful to not be mine” his fingers pushing your head into his chest. Smiling you kiss his chest softly. What a fantasy that came true.