wanted to change that nick for a while


a/n: hello! I finally finished request up! Geez, I’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t had time until today to write this up. I changed it up a bit and it is a bit rushed so I am sorry for it’s shitty quality. Anon I am sorry if this isn’t what you had wanted! I did not edit this so sorry for any errors x_x

request: reader is good friends with Chris. Nick gets jealous because angry and moody Chris had reader’s attention and well, things don’t end well. Please enjoy!

Originally posted by valkyriescreed

“Hey, Y/N, I saved you a seat!”


Nick was grinning happily at you while motioning to the empty seat next to him. Alicia, his younger sister and your best friend, shot Nick a dry look before turning her attention to her cereal. Travis and Madison were moving around in the kitchen speaking quietly to Ofelia and Daniel as they readied breakfast.


You were holding two bowls in both of your hands. One was meant for you and the other bowl was meant for a moody, grieving teenagers sulking downstairs. You felt bad…Nick looked excited this morning, an expression you haven’t seen in a very long time. You threw Alicia a hopeless and pleading look but she ignored you, and left you to fend for yourself.


You chewed on the inside of your cheek before saying awkwardly, “Uh, I was going to eat this with Chris…he’s…you know.” You saw Travis throw you a grateful glance. Chris was still mourning the loss of his mother and wouldn’t even look at Travis, and since no one else was willing to help comfort the guy you took it upon yourself to do so.


Chris was moody and a bit unpredictable but he was just misunderstood. He didn’t like you much at first but after your persistence, he finally caved. You hadn’t thought Chris would’ve gotten dependent on you but you were glad that you were helping him with his loss.


Nick’s smile faltered a bit, “Oh.”


Alicia lifted her head, “Jesus, Nick, don’t make her feel bad. She’s helping Chris out.” Like always, her voice was sharp and blunt; the typical Alicia trait you loved and sometimes hated.

Originally posted by emskinney


Nick’s face quickly changed into panic as he looked at you with an open mouth before profusely apologizing, “Sorry, Y/N! I didn’t mean to make you feel bad!”


You had to admit…watching Nick in such a state was amusing but only because it reminded you of the Nick he used to be before the drugs. “Don’t worry about it, dork,” You giggled stopping his apologetic babbling, “Tomorrow, okay?” You threw him a grin before making way down the lower deck to the sleeping quarters.


You weren’t sure how long it had been since the destruction of the modern world, but it had felt like it happened eons ago; although if you honestly thought about it…it had only been a few weeks. You didn’t ponder it too much since your father had died long ago due to some guy who wanted the twenty dollars in his pocket. Your mother was a drunk and often tried to use you as her stress reliever.


You were positive she was long dead. It did sting your heart…after all she was your mother. You had ceased all contact with your mother after Madison had gained custody of you over a year ago. It was the reason why you were safely tucked away on a multi-million dollar boat heading…somewhere.


You shook those thoughts away as you walked up to Chris’s room that he shared with Nick. You slipped through easily not bothering to knock and saw Chris flipping through a random book that had been tucked away in the room.


His eyes found yours and a smile spread on his brooding face.


“Here you go, moody one.” You grinned at him as you handed him his food.

Originally posted by chaotic-kings


He took it eagerly and began shoveling the food into his mouth acting as if he hadn’t had any food in days. You shook your head as you took a seat beside him on the floor, sat criss cross, and nudged your elbow into his side halting his barbaric eating.


“What?” Chris muttered with a mouthful of food.


You scowled in disgust, “Eat right and don’t talk with your mouth full.” You chided firmly.


Chris rolled his eyes but ate like a normal human being. You both fell into a comfortable silence.





It was the next day and you had managed to coax Chris out of the confinements of his shared room. “Do I have to?” Chris muttered under his breath as you dragged him up towards the main deck to eat breakfast.


You shot him a dry glare, “They’re all worried about you, Chris, and no one hates you or anything. You don’t have anything to be afraid of.” You comforted soothingly.


Chris shifted on his feet and avoided your gentle stare. It then occurred to you that Chris probably was scared to look at his father. You walked down towards him and gently ruffled his hair, “Hey, your dad isn’t mad at you about the punch,” You murmured trying to sound comforting and gentle, “He’s only worried about you. What he did…he’ll never forgive himself for that, Chris, and you need to understand that, okay? He’s worried that you hate him now.”


Chris’s dark eyes were conflicted, you could clearly see that, but after a silence he sighed and nodded, “Okay, but only because I trust you, Y/N.” He stated firmly.

You beamed at the moody teenager before dragging him up to the deck where everyone was gathering for breakfast. Conversations halted once they saw you and Chris. You grinned and Chris awkwardly looked anywhere but the group.


“Morning!” You chirped giving your family and friends pointed stares.

Originally posted by abfabastrid


Madison was the one to snap into action by smiling and greeting the both of you and ushering you to take seats to eat. Travis looked like he wanted to say something but in fear remained quiet. Alicia greeted Chris casually trying to get the kid to relax. You plopped down next to Nick and Chris sat down on your other side.


Nick was staring blankly at his plate of food and didn’t immediately greet you like he always did. Madison was talking to Chris asking what cereal he wanted and you took the moment to nudge Nick in the side, “Hey, are you okay?” You gazed at the brown-haired boy with concern.


His eyes met yours and for a moment, he didn’t say anything, but you could see the calculating look in his eyes; a look you were very familiar with. You remained quiet but didn’t look away.


“I’m fine.” He stiffly stated breaking eye contact.


You frowned at him and glanced towards Alicia who was glaring at her older brother. “Dude, rude much?” Alicia muttered not liking that Nick had been so rude to you for no reason. Another trait you loved and hated about Alicia; she was very protective of you.


Nick chewed on his food moodily.


You sighed quietly and thought, “Great another moody teenager.”


Alicia and you exchanged looks before you turned your attention onto Chris who looked a bit more at ease then he was before. You nudged his shoulder and gave him a pointed smile. He stuck his tongue out at you but you saw the smile creasing at the corner of his lips. He knew you had been right.


You enjoyed breakfast to the best of your ability. Nick was very quiet and everyone took note of it. After cleaning up, Alicia, Chris, and you were laid out on the outer deck enjoying the sunrays. Chris had his head in your lap, your fingers weaving through his soft hair while Alicia read out loud to the both of you.

Originally posted by sadcommander


Nick was the one now locking himself in his shared room. After eating, he had mumbled some half ass excuse and headed down below deck. You weren’t sure why he was acting so strange but you knew that sooner or later Madison or Alicia would ask you to see what was wrong with Nick.

Originally posted by diver5ion


“What’s up with Nick, Allie?” You asked as Chris had moved down onto the lower docking deck to watch Daniel fish.


Alicia shrugged and picked at her nails, “I don’t know. You know how he gets into his moods.” She sounded vague and the habitat of picking at her nails was always a sure sign that she was lying to you.


“You can’t lie to me.” You persisted with a smirk.


She would give in sooner or later. Alicia was easy for you to break. “I don’t.” She frowned at you with her shrewd green eyes.


“Liar, liar pants on fire!” You sang poking her sides making her giggle and swat at your hands.


“Stop it! You know I hate when you do that!” She laughed as you continued to poke her tickle spots.


“Tell me what I want to know and I might let you live!” You said in a deep and dramatic voice.


She laughed and tried to get away but you held onto her waist, “No, let go, Y/N!” Alicia laughed trying to loosen your hold on your waist.


“Tell me, best friend!”


“Nick’s jealous!” Alicia finally said.


You froze and looked up at her, “What?” Did you hear her right? Nick was jealous? Of what?


Alicia gave you a dry ass look, “Y/N, seriously? You still haven’t noticed it by now? Dude, Nick’s been in love with you since, like, the eighth grade.” She rolled her eyes at your stupidity. How you had gotten into Harvard was beyond her; you could be so daft sometimes.


You stared at Alicia unsure whether or not she was being honest but the serious/nervous look in her green eyes made your own eyes widened, “What?” You whispered with shock, “No, that cannot be possible. Nick’s…Nick! He’s always sweet and kind—“ You tried to ignore the warmth in your tummy and the increase pace of your heart rate.


“Y/N, think about it. Madison and I always go to you when it comes to handling Nick especially before and after his rehabs. You’re the only one he can completely trust. I know my older brother—“

“Hey, Alicia! Y/N! Come look at the big ass fish Daniel caught!” Chris called out cutting your best friend off. Alicia looked irritated that Chris had caught her off but just then Nick had stalked onto the deck.


“Perfect timing.” You heard Alicia mutter under her breath before calling out to her brother, “Nick, someone has something to tell you!”


Your eyes snapped towards Alicia’s smug ones, “A-Alicia!” You practically shrieked.


She grinned like a cat and got up to go fish with Daniel and Chris, “Have fun and use a condom.” Alicia whispered the last part making your face turn a brilliant shade of red.


“What’s up?” Nick asked glancing between his sister and you.


“Uh, nothing! Nothing’s up!” You nervously stated rubbing the back of your neck.


Alicia was gone but she had given Nick this knowing look in which, Nick was staring at you intently now. “What’s wrong?”


“Nothing!” You shot up from your spot, “Geez, it got cold, I think I’m going to go inside—“


“Y\N, dude, come look at the dolphins’!”  Chris shouted.

Originally posted by victorstrands


Nick’s face darkened, “Prince Charming calls.” A sour tone was in his voice.


You looked at Nick, “You seriously are jealous.” You said in awe.


Nick glares down at you, “Me? Jealous? Of what?” He scoffs in disbelief.


You grinned at him, “You’re jealous of Chris! Aw, Nick if you wanted my attention all you had to—“


“I am not jealous of that kid,” Nick spat angrily, “Why would I even be jealous? It’s not like he has anything I want.”


You flinched at his harsh words and felt your stomach drop. Okay, that had been a definite low blow! “Oh…” You mumbled quietly feeling a lump form in your throat—a sign that you wanted to cry.


Nick didn’t say anything but he had seen the look on your face and regretted in saying such harsh words towards you. He always had to screw everything up, didn’t he? This was Y/N for crying out loud! There wasn’t a mean bone in Y/N’s body!


Jesus, why did he say that?


He didn’t mean to, honestly, the words just fell out of his mouth without much thought.


“Y/N?” Alicia’s voice grabbed your sad attention, “What’s wrong?” Alicia’s eyes immediately hardened as she came to your side. She had seen the look of sadness and hurt in your pretty eyes and was on instant attack mode, “Nick, what did you do?” Alicia demanded angrily.


Nick wasn’t sure what to do…all he wanted was to have your attention…to see you smile at him like you always used to do…and now, he had fucked it up just because he had gotten jealous.


“Fuck.” Nick thought, “I really fucked up.” But before he could apologize to you, you were rushing inside and towards your shared room, tears streaming down your face, and Chris and Alicia calling after you in alarm.


Chris hurried after you as Alicia glared at her older brother, “Real fucking nice, Nick. I practically handed her to you and you go fuck it up.” She seethed viciously.


Nick remained quiet as Alicia gave him one final glare before going after her best friend to comfort her.


Nick sighed and looked up at the sky. He would rather face the dead then face you again, that was for sure.

Originally posted by wemissallisonargent

 I hope you enjoyed! Sorry if you didn’t. My next request is a Chris x reader that takes place when Reed boards the ship. I might spilt that into two parts because I know I’ll make it super long, so yeah, and then I have a Nick x reader pre apocalypse requst as well. 

I have a strength and a purpose that I never had before. I know you’re here because you loved me once, and you feel responsible for the bad things that have happened. But you can’t change any of it. And I can’t change any of it. And if you could would you really want to go back to the way things were just to be happy? Happy doesn’t interest me anymore, Nick, it just gets in the way.
—  Eve to Nick in “Where the Wild Things Were”
I’d stop the world

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 502

Warnings: This is fluff.

Okay so I noticed that Lucifer in Nick’s vessel has a forked (split) tongue. 

But while in Castiel’s and Sam’s body he doesn’t so I thought I’d write a cute little drabble for it. 

There is a little change because Lucifer is still in Nick’s body(with no damage) and everybody is okay with everybody. 

Tagging: @somemaycallmesunshine @baritonechick @thinkwritexpress @samanthasmileys 

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Quick question to anyone who is interested in a Reylo Great Gatsby AU:

How closely do you want the plot to follow GG? While I love the book, I’m not about to characterize Poe Dameron exactly like Nick Carraway (or any of the characters exactly like the AU counterparts) because I know for a fact that I do not write like F. Scott Fitzgerald, and never will.

I’m not about to get rid of the major plot points, but if I added original scenes/changed the frame story/essentially used artistic license, would that be alright? Would anyone want to see something specific?


“Will always said whoever called the house that morning was the serial killer. Why did you really call?”

“I wanted to warn your father that Will Graham was coming for him.”


“I was curious what would happen. I was curious what would happen when I killed Marissa. I was curious what you would do.”

“You wanted me to kill Nick Boyle.”

“I was hoping. I wanted to see how much like your father you were.”

“Oh my God.”

“Nicholas Boyle is more important for you gutting him. He changed you, Abigail. That’s more important than the life he clamored after.”

“How many people have you killed?”

“Many more than your father.”

“Are you going to kill me?”

“I’m so sorry Abigail. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life.”

Fannibals Aren’t Done aka Hannibal Rewatch while we wait for S4 |  my edits + favorite moments | Also Hannibal Advent day 12 | 1x12 Relevés


“For example, before you came, I ripped up that Life magazine. It came in the mail today, and I destroyed it by ripping out things that I wanted. Now tomorrow I might destroy an idea and the day after I might destroy a person. I believe that in order for life to endure there has to be movement and change. Static is death. Motion is life. So every day I create something, a drawing, some writing, something new. And in order to maintain that balance, I’ll destroy something. After you’ve done it for a while, you begin to see signs that something will beg to be destroyed.”

—Jim Steranko to Robin Green, from “Face Front! Clap Your Hands, You’re on the Winning Team!” Rolling Stone, September 16, 1971.

Cover to Nick Fury, Agent of Shield #7, published September 3, 1968
Utilizing cut-up text from Life, April 26, 1968

Chapter 11! Enjoy xx


The sky was clear, kids played and sweated under the merciful, blazing sun. The beautiful day only caused Rae’s bad mood to increase. It was the nicest Sunday in a while and Rae hated that she was going to be spending it in such a furious state - the only Sunday where the sun finally cracked the flags and she wasn’t allowed a nice, refreshing fruity cider. She had been in this mood from the moment she left the doctor’s the previous day. Dr. Nick had told her that he and his team weren’t happy with the medication she had been put on as she had made no progress in the six weeks he gave her and that he wanted to change it. Reason being why this was such bad news was because on the new one’s there was a strict ‘No drinking’ Rule. As although she still drank on the old ones; the new ones made you vomit violently if you even sniffed Barcardi. 

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