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nick mara announcing his departure from prettymuch on my birthday was TRAUMATIZING
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After being together since middle school, a high schooler decides it’s finally time to give her boyfriend her virginity. Everything goes well until Nicole discovers she’s pregnant. How can she continue in school while caring for a newborn baby? With the help of her family and friends and their support, she’s determined to become the best mother ever.
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Hello my loves.
It felt appropriate to check in and let you all know Im alive and well lol, and I hope you are too.
It’s been a while since Ive written anything, so requests are currently OPEN. Please send ideas!! :)
#brandon arreaga#edwin honoret#zion kuwonu#austin porter#nick mara#prettymuch#prettymuch imagine#prettymuch smut#prettymuch beanz#prettymuch fluff#prettymuch angst
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Hi ddtf! So i was wondering.. if you could cast anyone to play the characters in your fics who would you choose? I have completely fancasted TSNC and the feature in my head and would love to see how close I am to what you envision
Love you and your writing 🩵
Oh I love this question and am 100% about to give way more info than anyone wants or asked for.
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F. Ben - BC obviously. But specifically for me it’s Sherlock era Ben (s2 to get even more specific). But I know there’s readers who imagine him completely differently which is really interesting.
Ellis - Margaret Qualley is who I’ve been picturing a lot while writing. But I could also see someone like Laura Harrier, Victoria Pedretti or Marine Vecth. They all have Ellis vibes to me.
Mara - Kate Beckinsale. Or maybe Emily blunt, or Zawe Ashton. Oooh imagine Zawe Ashton and Laura Harrier playing sisters *chef’s kiss*
Alfie - James Norton
Gina - Suki Waterhouse, but with that rich party girl aesthetic of a 2012 Peaches Geldof
I haven’t really put much thought into any characters beyond these 5.
The feature
Ben - sexy QUEUE photoshoot Ben obv
Quinn - totally undecided, but I do find myself picturing Mara Lafontan a lot when writing Quinn (even though she’s not an actor). Only difference is I imagine Quinn having collarbone length hair with lots of layers, very 90s inspired.
Nick - Robert Sheehan
Lacey - Simone Ashley
Faye - Elizabeth Mitchell
Dan - Iwan Rheon
Ellen Ford - Helen Mirren
But honestly when it comes to the main characters in these fics (the reader), I purposely try to avoid physical descriptions as much as possible. Though I don’t doubt I probably haven’t done it perfectly, my main goal is for anyone to be able to read my stories and identify in some way or another with the reader, regardless of physical features, race, ethnicity, size, body type, hair colour/texture/style etc.
Whatever you picture my characters to look like, you’re correct. Lmao.
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Whump drabbles : Lucien Flavius
I- « Does that hurt ? » / Stabilization
They had been attacked by an entire troop of conjurers while passing near a fort in Eastmarch. The fight was long, difficult, and in the end, victory tasted bitterly of blood. Lucien had been able to preserve himself by fighting the mages from a distance and now acted as a healer for his crippled friends, stabilizing their wounds with his healing spells, so much so that in the end, his arms were shaking.
"Does that hurt?" asked Inigo, concerned.
Lucien bit his lip. Using to the last of his Magicka's resources was painful, yes. But that was the price for saving the others. (104)
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II- « You're doing great »
Compared to the rest of the troop, Lucien generally acted like a spoiled baby, struggling to defend himself alone, relying on the ability of the other members of the group to ensure his survival. But gradually, he was developing certain reflexes and when Draugr were about to strike with their icy blades, the young Imperial was able to quickly ignite them with his spells. It was almost getting scary. But it made Inigo smile with all his fangs, who never stopped encouraging Lucien.
« Good job, Lucien. You did well here. You are becoming a very powerful mage. I will try to tease you less... » (104)
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III– Bite
Remiel smirked as she wrapped Lucien’s bleeding hand in a linen bandage.
"You told us you were good with animals, Lucien."
Lucien emitted a small cry when the Breton added a bit more pressure to the wound.
"I usually am, but I didn't imagine that puppy would try bite my hand off."
She rolled her eyes with an audible sigh.
"It was a wolf, Lucien ! Even if it seemed fluffy and friendly it's a beast, not a dog ! And it probably has rockjoint and Mara knows what other disease ! Anyway, you should ask Xel to brew you a potion." (102)
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IV - Self-defense
The bandit's dagger lightly nicked Lucien's cheek, who, with a squeak, casted a ward to try to protect himself from the guy who wanted to kill him and rob him. With little hope, he tried to parley with his assailant.
“Radical suggestion here, but I was wondering... Have you considered not trying to murder me ?”
In response, the bandit tried to stab him again, until his magical ward broke, leaving Lucien helpless and staggering. Without thinking, in self-defense, the Imperial cast a flame spell. Lucien looked horrified when he saw that turned his foe into a living torch. (100)
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V - Choke
The anger had clouded his mind. His friends were down, deceived by what had turned out to be scoundrels of the worst kind. Lucien's blue gaze darkened. Instinctively, he casted the Choking Grasp spell on the bandit in front of him. Every attempt of the guy to suck in some air was met with a suffocating struggle.Lucien could see in the bandit's eyes the panic welled up in him as he choked and his eyes clouded over, clawing at the invisible magical hands, desperate for release, but the Imperial, with a cold rage look, held him captive of his spell. (103)
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VI– Panic attack
It snuck up on him out of the blue. Lucien was standing in the inn, talking to some merchant. Abruptly, he felt his heart racing beyond any semblance of control. His big blue eyes widened as he began to feel light-headed. Lucien's breathing soon followed, desperately gasping for oxygen yet feeling like somehow there wasn’t enough in the room. It was the first time it occured to him. The enxiety grew on him and he laid down on a bench, fully convinced that he actually dying. Until that feeling came to an end, letting him shaky, confused and exhausted. (102)
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VII– Knife to throat
Lucien squeaked when the bandit grabbed him by the collar of his tunic and dragged him up to his knees. He was ready to fight back with his magic, but the shining blade in the bandit's hand made him hesitate a second too many. The brigand pressed the knife to his throat and Lucien went very still. The knife pressed firmly under his Adam's apple began to notch lightly the skin of his throat. He had to focus to prevent himself to shiver too hard. Lucien closed his eyes, hoping his friends would get him out of this tight spot.
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VIII– Bruises / « Who did this to you ? »
They found Lucien laying down on the grass. His lips were swollen, his nose bleeding and had some big visibles bruises on the jaw and shoulders. But he was alive, it was all that mattered. Already his companions had rushed to hand him some healing potion but the blow he got to the mouth prevented him to drink it. He tried to move. It only made the Imperial whine, his bruises being too painful.
His ears back and his fangs curled, Inigo growled, visibly furious.
« Who did this to you, my friend ? Tell me, so I can put an arrow through his eyes. » (103)
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IX – Friendly fire
Lucien was becoming a very powerful mage. It was fearsome to see the young man, with his big blue eyes and his friendly face, being able to unleash a complete inferno on ennemies threatening his or his friends' lives. But, alas, he was often as clumsy he was powerful. And sometimes, his friends who were too close to an enemy would suffer of his spells. Inigo would roar in pain his tail was on fire, his fur was singed or his whiskers burned. Kaidan would groan that's why he hates mages, unable to control their magic. (97)
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X – « I said I'm fine »
« Steady on there, Kaidan. You've lost a bit of blood. »
Kaidan sighed, a little annoyed, replying to Lucien he was fine. The cut wasn't that deep, even if the blood smeared on his whole leg. He knew Lucien was just worried about him. He always was. About everyone. As if the team wasn't worried for this milkdrinker, so fragile and clumsy. The Imperial brandished a health potion in front of his face.
« I said I 'm fine. ». Kaidan's voice was a bit harsher this time. It wasn't the first his first wound. He would get through it. (102)
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XI– Self-treatment
Inside the crypt, a thick metal gate separated Lucien from the rest of the group. The scholar was injured in the process but tried to hide his wound. When most of the squad left to find a way to open this gate, he whispered to Inigo :
« I... I don't feel so good, Inigo. I'm bleeding. »
With horror, the Khajiit realized he hadn't any health potion in his backpack.
« I will... put some pressure on it. I'm sure that will be fine... » said Lucien, trying to reassure him, adding « ...Any linen wrap ? So I can... try to make a bandage ? » (103)
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XII– Choking
Lucien had found some strange spell tomes, with ominous names on them. He was a bit worried, should he learn things like this ? But curiosity was always stronger. He opened the tome named "Chocking Grasp" and read it. Lucien suggested the Dragonborn to train with him.
« Be careful not to... Choke on your aspirations. How's that ? », the Imperial scholar tried to joke. He watched his wide-eyed, breathless, guinea pig gesturing frantically around their nose.
« Oh ? Too much on the nose ? I'll work on it. » he added a bit nervously, serching how to undo the spell before his friend runs out of oxygen. (105)
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XIII – Fracture
Attacked by bandits. Again. Was this where all of the fighting age population of Skyrim ended up? To escape conscription in the civil war that was ravaging the region? Deep in thought, Lucien saw the sledgehammer coming too late. By reflex, he protected his face with his arm, but nothing protected his arm from the iron that fell forcefully on him. He howled. He felt his legs give way beneath him and rolled to the floor whimpering, holding his good hand to his bloody forearm. He could see a spike of broken bone protruding through the gaping wound. His arm was done for, broken. (104)
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XIV– Surrender
All that for a stray arrow that had mowed down a chicken in the town. The population had become hostile and a horde of guards was already running, swords out. The blows rained down and they defended themselves as best they could. Lucien squeaked "We surrender!!!" while holding his hands high, hoping for mercy from the guards. The others watched the scene apprehensively. Instead of politely apprehending him or letting him speak, the guards threw him to the ground, shoving him facedown in the mud. Seeing this, his friends saw red. Despite Lucien's protests, they violently attacked the guards. (100)
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XV – Human shield
Before these Draugr, these ancient Nords reanimated by who knows what old magic and who watched over the secrets of Dragon priests, Inigo the Brave was nothing more than a terrified little kitten. These undead froze his spine, and the memories of receiving his facial scars from their withered fingers were still painful. Lucien stood between the Draugr's blade and his friend, like a shield, with glints of defiance in his eyes, chin high and fire magic in his palms. The scrawny blond Imperial was just as frightened, but he couldn't afford to show it: his friend needed him. (101)
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XVI – Gag
They had found themselves in a Falmer-infested cavern. The darkness, barely lit by the reflection of the glowing mushrooms on the dripping walls of the cavern, was stifling. Lucian squeaked. Instinctively, Auri clapped her hand over his mouth, telling him to be quiet. The Falmer were blind, but their hearing was very keen, even allowing them to fire their bows with surprising accuracy. Everyone here preferred to try to avoid confrontation as much as possible. Auri whispered into Lucien's ear that she wouldn't hesitate to gag him at the next moan that came out of his lips. (100)
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XVII – Strangle
He saw the undead set upon Inigo, whose blue fur was stained with red. Lucien had exhausted all his Magicka against these constantly rising enemies. He felt helpless to rescue his companions. Staggering backwards, his foot stumbled against a chain. He looked up. The necromancer was there, back to him. Gritting his teeth, the Imperial leapt up and slipped the chain around the sorcerer's neck, squeezing and turning, falling with the necromancer clawing at his neck desperately for air, frantically kicking his feet. Lucien was crying, shaking, but didn't let go. He would save his friends. (98)
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XVIII– Bedridden
Kaidan groaned as he struggled miserably to prop himself up on one elbow before sinking back onto the pillow. Lucien reprimanded him, telling him to calm down because he was burning with fever. He made it clear to the colossus that he would not leave this bed as long as he was not recovered.
"I'll bet 100 septims it's from an infected wound."
Kaidan looked away in response, muttering that it was going to cost a fortune to keep him in an inn bed all this time.
"Then it's fortunate my wealth is useful. But please, don't be stupid, you need to take care of yourself."(108)
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XIX – Distrust
When they arrived at Winterhold, cold stares greeted them at the Frozen Hearth inn. The city now was nothing more than a heap of ruins, half-collapsed in the Sea of Ghosts. Only the famous Academy of magic seemed intact and majestic. When Lucien politely asked how to access it, the looks turned hateful. People spat on the ground at their feet. The mages had lost the people's trust in Skyrim. Between the Oblivion Crisis, the collapse of the city of Winterhold, and the rise of Altmer supremacism, the Nords had now plenty of reason to hate magic. (99)
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XX – Ensnare
The problem with venturing into not very reputable places with people much more experienced than you, is that them, they were used to spotting and avoiding traps.
Lucien yelped in pain. He had stepped straight into a bear trap and now his calf was trapped between two strong iron jaws. He had wanted to avoid the bone garland that served as an alarm, and hadn't seen the metal trap stretched under his foot. And with his scream, obviously all the bandits would be aware of their presence, come for them, and try to murder them... (96)
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XXI – Blindfold
His curiosity had been the strongest. Stronger than knowing the dangers of laying eyes on an Elder Scroll without the usual training and preparations of Moth Priests. But the thirst for knowledge was as much Lucien's greatest quality as his greatest flaw. When he rolled up the parchment after staring at it for a few long seconds, his gaze was blank, his pupils dilated. He felt sight leaving him. The Imperial tied a piece of cloth around his eyes in a blindfold to keep them out of the light, hoping that this blindness would be reversible... (97)
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XXII – Sore
He was unaccustomed to the harsh, cold life of the Nords. Neither to hunger, thirst, nor to forced marches until they find good shelter. Having to fight for this shelter. To fight with the intention of dearly saving his skin, despite the protectors he had at his side. Lucien wasn't used to the pain every night in his aching muscles. To the bruises that marked his sides after a bad shield blow. He was crippled with small pains, of course, but the adventure and all that he discovered day after day pushed him to continue every day, despite feeling sore all over. (103)
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XXIII – Pinned
The bump of his head against the wall made him squint and wince. Kaidan had pushed him away with some violence, out of anger. His harsh and sarcastic words had hurt the mercenary Akaviri. Lucien felt intellectually superior to this man who had spent his childhood wandering half of Tamriel. But he realized now bitterly, that intellect did not mean sagacity, facing a colossus who had pinned him effortlessly against the nearest wall. Lucien did not dare to move. He didn't want to piss him off anymore. He knew that Kaidan's big gloved fists could easily smash his face, if he wanted to. (104)
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XXIV – Shock
The shock made him drop the sword he was holding in his hand. With difficulty, Lucien turned his head. The mage was there, crouched in the tall grass, sending out lightning bolts. Lucien moaned at the painful, aching sensation of his muscles contracting. It hurt so much... He wanted to push back those electric arcs with his own magic, but to his great despair, he felt his Magicka reserves draining at a maddening speed. He dropped to his knees. His body was riddled with involuntary tremors. The repeated electric shocks threatened to knock him down for good, if someone didn't intervene... (102)
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XXV – Helpless
Lucien's usually sharp mind and vast knowledge were of no use in this situation. Cornered by a group of scoundrels who had seen him arrive with his nose in his books, his attempts to reason with them were met with harsh laughter before they decide to hit and rob him. Lucien, trying to protect his books, couldn't even cast a spell before being knocked down by a punch, leaving him breathless and defenseless. He felt totally helpless in this alley of Riften, feeling his clothes being ripped off in search of money or jewelry, under the threat of more blows. (102)
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XXVI : Blood
The adrenaline of the fight was waning and Lucien discovered with a dazed air the grass of the reddened plain and the acrid smell of metal everywhere. Lucien had fought for his life, fear in his stomach. He looked down at his feet and the reddened, sticky leather of his shoes. His usually white, clean hands were dripping with blood. He felt the blood sticking to his face. He saw him staining his fine clothes. He couldn't tell if it was his own blood or that of the bandits who had attacked them. Lucien felt his head buzzing and his legs shaking. (103)
#skyrim#skyrim custom followers#lucien flavius#whump#depictions of violence and pain#whump drabble#my squishy little Imperial whumpee
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I think I’m having a lot of fun with Mara in fallout bc I get to play around with it bc it’s like okay tow Mara goes get frozen on purpose she’s like yeah I don’t wanna see no one I know and fallout Mara is like wow what the fuck I have no way of actually adjusting to this idea and anyway key differences but mostly writing this here for my sake lol
So she got a son, and I imagine she was always a lil stinker and was like I’m gonna name him Daffodil and everyone around her was like please no!! So of course that’s his middle name hehehe
Mara was probably completely stoned her first week since there’s just chems everywhere and it helps her keep her food down from all the radiation poison she’s fed getting, being a little less in game mode than tow since she isn’t being guided by anyone really. No Phineas, no Max, no Parvati. Maybe Nick and Piper will be like please stop, here’s something that will actually help you.
I’m always curious of how a sole survivor or just vault dweller is like yep time to shoot monsters so I think Mara probably is like uhhh I don’t wanna think about it and every fight she’s like awesome we won do u mind if I go throw up over there? This is similar to her in tow bc she’s like uhh cool yeah crazy dudes I’m gonna puke now until eventually she gets over it
Hancock killing Finn doesn’t get her hot and bothered but she’s like ooo his voice and then she’s like wait why the hell is he dressed like that lmao so to her Hancock is a big dork like the weed man she used to know who was super into anime
She’s still a big liar in this world which is why deacon is her best friend they bullshit so much together she supports his Mr handy disguise
She avoids Codsworth for awhile because of the survivors guilt, she killed his family even if he doesn’t hate for it and forgives her she can’t stand looking at him even if it’s silly to think that
Mara absolutely slaps her son when they first see each other
#oc stuff#I also think a prewar person probably is compelled to be a little polite and not call people ghouls#bc it’s like um ur not ur own species aren’t u just a regular ass dude
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Hey, it seems that you know a lot of queer films. Any suggestions which I absolutly have to see? Can you list some maybe?
DEBS is an action/comedy/romance. It follows the poster child (Amy) of a group of spies in training who falls for the notorious super criminal, Lucy Diamond. It’s super campy, but I love this movie. It’s the first LGBT movie I ever saw. Amazing casting choices. Stars Jordana Brewster, Sara Foster, Devon Aoki, Jimmi Simpson, Michael Clarke Duncan, and Holland Taylor.
Imagine Me and You. Romance/comedy. Starts off with a wedding where the bride, Rachel, notices Luce in the audience and is drawn to her. They become friends. Rachel learns Luce is a lesbian and begins questioning her own sexuality, and as that develops, she has to decide whether or not to stay with her husband or her newfound romance with Luce. Amazing casting. Piper Perabo, Lena Headey, Matthew Goode, and Anthony Head.
Carol is a romantic/drama/period film that is set in the early 1950s of New York City. It tells the story of a forbidden love affair between an aspiring (female) photographer and an older woman going through a rough divorce. Good cast. Rooney Mara, Cate Blanchett, and Sarah Paulson. Mara and Blanchett play the two leads.
Love, Simon is a romance/drama. This movie tells the story of a 17-year-old boy named Simon. He’s a closeted gay high school student, and, like most teenagers at some point, struggles to find the balance between his friends and his family. However, on top of that he also has a blackmailer that threatens to out him to everyone and is trying to figure out the identity of the anonymous classmate that he has developed feelings for that he met online. I feel this movie really shows just how complicated coming out can be for some people, even those who logically know they will still be accepted by their friends. It was incredibly relatable to me and it showed some of my friends just how I felt when making these discoveries about myself. I don’t think I could imagine a better cast for this film. It stars Nick Robinson, Katherine Langford, Jennifer Garner, Josh Duhamel, Miles Heizer, and Logan Miller.
To Wong Foo is a road comedy movie that centers around three New York City drag queens who go on a road trip together. While on this trip, their car breaks down and they have to stay the weekend in a nearby small town while it gets fixed. Now, I know this doesn’t sound like much, but I promise you, this movie is worth the watch. It was made in the mid 90s and was a monumental, pivotal movie for it’s time. PHENOMENAL casting! Especially with the three leads; Patrick Swayze, Wesley Snipes, and John Leguizamo. John wasn’t as well known at the time, but Swayze and Snipes already had established careers as heartthrobs and badasses. All of them stood up for this movie and what it stands for and represents. I cannot recommend this one enough.
EDIT!! I meant to save as a draft and hit post instead. I will update with more tomorrow when I’m on the road.
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I wrote a book while in prison
My name is Mara Jane's and I wrote 'The Game of Love: Sex, Drugs, and Cash' in prison while staying in the United States.
It takes readers on a captivating journey from New York's glittering skyline to the allure of SCORS, the world's premier gentlemen's club. Meet Isabel, a fiercely independent woman in the midst of a passionate career who never expects the unexpected arrival of love. Isabel's skeptical and guarded world is transformed when she meets Nick, sparking a love she never imagined possible. Trust, however, becomes a battleground as they deal with their own insecurities. Follow Isabel and Nick as they confront their inner demons, discovering that love, even in the darkest moments, can illuminate the heart in unexpected ways. 'The Game of Love' is a provocative look at love, trust, and the magnetic pull that brings two souls together in the city that never sleeps.
Buy it on Amazon 🥰
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“I like to create … to make people happy and do something positive” - Majid Rabet Majid Rabet is a mechanical and electrical engineer, inventor and artist whose natural curiosity has pushed him to constantly create. He has made his own tools and gadgets in the most challenging environments, and in his workshop has designed and manufactured everything from street art to a wind and solar energy capture device. After fleeing Iran to seek asylum in Australia, Majid found himself in detention, but continued to draw from his skills and imagination to create objects to improve the comfort and for the enjoyment of those around him. Commissioned and Produced by the Powerhouse MORE https://bit.ly/3S4K4KK Talent/Narrator: Majid Rabet Director and Editor: Yeoseop Yoon Creative Producer: Cara Stewart Director of Photography: Christopher Miles 1ST AC: Robert Tench 2ND AC: Georgina Veneziani Researcher: Anna May Kirk Commissioning Editor: Lisa Havilah Creative Director: Callum Cooper Curator: Damian McDonald Special Thanks to Anna May Kirk, Brianna Ranieri, Nick McNamara, Craig Hull, Tom Wilcox, Bronwynn Dunn, Lucy Clark, Meredith Freeman, Mara Schwerdtfeger, and Keiran McGee
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Bruh, we hungry (Nick Mara)
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You scanned the racks of clothing, trying to decide which shirt suited you best, wondering if the color would wash you out. Nick was right behind you, pointing at one particular shirt and telling you how it would match with some pants you have.
His phone rang, “Hello?” A moment passes before he puts it on speaker, “Y/N is here,” he said.
“Yerrrr,” Zion yelled.
“You zooted, Z?” You asked. He doesn’t answer, only laughs.
“You guys busy?” Edwin’s voice had called out, sounding distant.
“Just shopping, need to pick up something at the cleaners,” Nick responded.
“Can you stop at the supermarket? We got no food,” Ed said.
“Nothing?”
Zion exclaimed, “Bruh, we hungry! Ain’t shit here?”
“Zion wants snacks,” Brandon clarified. “Could you guys grab some stuff until we can go?”
“I’m down,” you shrugged and pecked Nick’s cheek.
“Yeah, we got it.”
“Bet,” Brandon spoke. “I’ll see y’all later.”
“Bring oat milk!” Ed yelled before the call cut.
A half an hour later, you and Nick had begun going up and down the aisles. “Peanut butter,” you tell him and he reaches for a bottle. “We also need jelly, and mayo. Edwin said he likes the vegan one with avocado oil?” Nick shrugged and pulled the jelly from the shelf, dropping them into the cart.
“Yogurt?”
“Yes, and oat milk,” you nod and follow him towards the fridge. “We should buy ice cream,” you suggest. “Watch some Netflix, we haven’t done that in awhile.”
“Sure,” he smiled and pressed a quick kiss to your lips. “Ben and Jerry’s good?”
“Yeah that’s good. Do you need any frozen fruits for your smoothies?”
Nick paused, “Mangoes and strawberries, I think.”
“Alright, I’ll go get those. Meet me at the chips, Zion said he wants the purple doritos.”
With that you split apart and go collect your respective items. As you're moving towards the chips you catch Nick with some girls, taking pictures. A smile grows on your face as you see the joy on his face with the fans. You slow your movement allowing them to talk before joining to bid the girls goodbye. “We done?” Nick asked as he looked at you with a face of content.
Before you could answer your phone goes off with a text from Zion, “Bruh, we still hungry! Hurry y’all assess up.”
“Yeah come on, before Zion loses his mind.” You chuckle, “We can make dinner tonight.”
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"vibin"
a nick mara imagine; fluff <3 too much to handle
key: y/f/f your favorite fast food
You were at work working it was almost time for your day to be done so you packed up your stuff, your computer etc.. you walk out the door and see nick waiting for you outside you looked confused then you realized it was national women's day, that's why he picked you up from work. so you got into the car "hey baby" nick says as he kisses you. "hey" you say back, "so what does the best women in the world want to eat today" nick says kissing your hand, "what about y/f/f/f" you say exited "ok coming right up" you giggle at his little gestor, nick starts driving to your y/f/r you turned on the radio and one of the prettymuch songs start playing it was solita, ngl you really like that song but you played it off. nick looked at you and smiled but you didn't notice, nick loves singing to you he just doesn't say it. so he starts singing his part in solita and you were smiling from ear to ear he also loved it when you smile. so you reached your y/f/f/f. so you both went inside ordered nick sayed "mamas you can go to the car if you want I can get the food ok" you shook your head "baby I'm not leave you in here I'm gonna say here with you ok" "ok" he says back. so you got the order and you went home. *skip to after you finish eating* nick decided to play some music , so he grabbed your hand and you both started dancing sharing laughs and smiles and ilys to one another, then a slow song play nick kneeled down and said "may I have this dance" "yes you may" you say giggling at him so you both started slow dancing *skip to after cuz I'm lazy lol* so after you do he sweeps you off you feet and then kisses you passionately after you pull away you say "was that necessary nick" nick says with a smile on his face "yes y/n yes it was" you got in the mood to cuddle so you asked nick "nicki can we go cuddle please" he looks back at you confused "ma is that even a question" he said putting his hands on his hips. so you guys go upstairs lay down and cuddle together ya know enjoying each others company when you were laying down he sayed "your the best women you know that" you turned and looked at him "really" you say "of course you are you are the highlight of my day y/n you make me laugh and smile you help me get though most of my day threw most aggravting ones and the most best days y/n most of the day you stay in my mind all the time ma I love you with all my heart" "aww nick that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me" you say looking at him "well its about time you know baby" he says kissing your cheek, and you both cuddled the rest of the night
hope yall liked it just wanted to say it was kind of cheesy and I'm starting to enjoy writing imagines when I wrote my first one i thought it was terrible and yall showed me that yall actually care so thank you for reading my imagines and I love yall I also decided to add a gif cuz why not 💖🥰 sorry if there's any misspelling
#prettymuch#prettymuch imagines#nick mara imagines#nick mara fluff#nick mara x reader#nick mara#edwin honoret#brandon arreaga#zion kuwonu#austin porter
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Heyyy girl can I request a nick imagine where we are quarantined with the rest of the boys?
Hey dear!! And You got it darling!!
Polaroids- Nick Mara
Summary: being stuck in the house with your bestfriends seemed fine for a while but it started to make you anxious when you have to see nick everyday. Also known as your crush.
Warnings: fluff is all.
A/N: I hope this is good my dear!! But I had so much fun writing this one. I was in my feels today so fluff it is! I love taking requests they’re so fun.
Proofread: yes/no
You only meant to visit the boys and hang out with them, then leave the following week. You were in town for a vacation from college. Spring break made you happy finally a break from everything stressful.
Now here you are stuck with the boys with no way of going home because of this pandemic. Not that you didn’t mind being with them, it’s just that you were soon running out of clothes and your car was stuck at the airport in your hometown. Nick ended up sparing some of his clothes with you, while you ordered some to be shipped. While wearing his clothes Zion and Edwin would constantly tease you about it “Aw look at you being a cute girlfriend” Zion teased
“Shut the fuck up Zion” you spat, having the desire to strangle him
“What he is your boyfriend, so actually ask him out dude!, what are you scared of?”
“Rejection, ending a friendship, awkward moments” you defend yourself
“Oh shut up dude, it could never end y’all relationship, y’all are closer than us and we’re a band, we also live together!” Zion counterattacks, you look at Edwin to see if he agrees, to which he nods as he places his phone down. “Zion is right, most times he isn’t be this time he is right”
“But listen! It can get awkward because if he says he doesn’t feel the same way about me then where am I going to sleep? I sleep in nick’s room and plus I’m stuck here with him”
“Aye! Don’t act like we kidnapped you!” Edwin throws a pillow at you, squinting your eyes you throw it back at him to which he blocks it out his way.
“Listen it’s no or never, people can only wait for so long before they give up” Zion ruffles your hair before heading towards the closet “board game night!!” Edwin yells towards Zion, what if everything he said was true. What if your fear was slowly making nick fall out of love with you. But what if he never liked you at all. Standing up you walked towards his room to grab your Polaroid camera and films but bumped into a shirtless nick head first. Bouncing back you night your lower lip staring at your toes.
“Where you going speedy?” Nick laughs slightly, brushes his thumbs against your cheek, calling you ‘speedy’ was a joke between you guys, because anytime you were passionate or nervous about something you spoke so fast. That no one could comprehend, but nick does.
“Just-just going to the room to grab my camera, we’re having board game night you should join!” You smile your heart pounding against your ribcage, you walk into the room searching for your camera, as you found the films first, you heard the door close along with the closet being opened and closed. Turning around nick was closer to you than you thought. Almost tripping over your shoes on his floor, he grabbed you by your waist crashing you into his chest.
“Are you okay y/n? You’ve been hella jittery lately” nick furrows his eyes in confusion, your ears starting to flood up in color, you couldn’t even look him in the eyes without your face turning red. “Nothing— im okay just thinking a lot you know?” Nick’s eyes shallowing in disbelief he really wants to help you, he cares about you so much and never wants you to deal with heavy emotions alone.
“Hey dont look at me like that” you start off while rubbing his forearm “I’ll be okay I swear, I am okay”
Nick’s eyes shifting whole examining your whole face, Nick wondered how you’re so beautiful inside and out, and no has treated you the way you treat others. “M’kay” Nick answers “you got your Polaroid?”
“No, I have no clue where I put it” you chew on your lower lip looking through the nightstand drawers, Nick chuckles while sitting on the bed, his fingers dig into your waist “were you that wine drunk you forgot where you placed it?” Nick smiles, causing goosebumps to scale your arms “you placed it in the closet ma” you gasp, then punch him slightly, walking towards the closet you open it seeing it sit right on top of his folded clothes.
“You’re beautiful” Nick mummers, you turn back around to see him laying on his back, showing off the ink layered on his body, you try not to smile but he always has a way with words to make you weak in the knees. “You’re handsome” you reply
“Dare I say we make a great couple” Nick teases, you roll your eyes pulling him up to his feet “yeah we would” you beam brighter, Nick meant it and so did you. But both of y’all joke that way, and neither of you knew if one was being serious or was joking.
Coming into the living room the boys were sitting on the floor sitting around the coffee table “finally mom and dad are here!” Edwin jokes
“They were probably making our niece or nephew back there” Zion comments, grabbing the nearest thing you could find you throw it at Zion, which ultimately turns your face red. Sitting on the floor nick sits next to you. “What are we playing?” You ask
“We figure you’d pick, since you’re our guest” Brandon comments
“Aw, how sweet, let’s play clue” you excitedly grab the box,
“Oh shit, y’all are in for a treat” nick boosts your excitement
“Damnit, right y/n loves solving mysteries”
Couple of minutes later you guys were yelling who you think is the murder, your suggestions told you zion was the murder, so when it was your turn you squint your eyes at him. “Hm, Zion come with me, i think you’re the murder” after talking to Zion, he ended up showing everyone his cards pointing him as the murder. Everyone looked in shock while nick’s eyes swam in love. Everyday you never failed to surprise him. Sitting back down next to nick you smile rubbing your nose against his,while his arm is on the back of the couch. All of a sudden you see a flash on the corner of your eyes. Turning around Edwin hands you the film smiling.
“Do we look good?” Nick jokes
“When dont y’all look good” Edwin replies
“Fashion couple” Brandon adds, you turn your head in nick arm attempting to hide your face.
After a couple of hours you guys played more board games, you let Edwin dye your hair purple, painted in the backyard and played in the pool. Today was a great day. And nick was slowly getting more and more agitated with how he couldn’t just tell you how he felt. Watching movies with you and the boys in the backyard, you guys made a tiny little campfire as y’all at s’mores and drank hot cocoa. Your hair still a little damped , he ran his fingers through it. You turn towards him only inches away from his lips. Your breath caught in a turmoil.
“I can’t do this anymore” nick whispers above your lips
“Do what?” You ask, instead nick just cups your face pressing his lips upon yours, placing your hand on his wrist. Everything else began to fade away, and everything Zion said was right. It couldn’t be more awkward. Because he felt the same. Seeing a flash go off in the background nick pulls away, you cover your face in his arms, Nick pulls you in closer caressing your ear lobe with his thumb.
“OTP!!” Edwin yells, you laugh purely out of nervousness, while nick soaks it all in, never being ashamed of how much he loves you. Nick kisses the top of your head “mm, I love you” nick tells you.
Cuddling in bed you guys look at all the Polaroid pictures they took of you two and everything else. Grabbing a marker from the nightstand you write down the dates on them and stick them on the cork board you and nick started since the quarantine. looking back at it for a better view. You feel nick place his chin on your shoulder softly kissing your neck.
Caressing his forearm that’s wrapped around your waist “Hmm, this is going to look great on my wall when I get home” you joke nick pouts just thinking about it, now that you were his girlfriend and you were here for a while, he couldn’t phantom you being away from him. “Aww baby, dont be sad my love, I promise I’ll leave something behind that smells like me”
Nick rolls his eyes in sarcasm while chuckling at your comment, you lay your head on his chest running your fingers over the ink on his skin “by the way, I hope you remember I do graduate in two months, so I’ll be with you for a while”
Nick smiles letting out a huge sigh of relief, one had grabbing your jaw he kisses you all over your face finally reaching your lips “god I fucking love you”
Giggling into the kiss you smile “hm I love you more”
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Cherry
Rating: M | This is smut! No one under 18!
Summary: “#4 and #8 with nick maybe breeding kink only if you want” - “Don’t cover your mouth, I want to hear you.” + “Keep going. If you stop, I stop.” for anon. | Ft. Breeding kink (unprotected sex; be safe, kids), little bit of daddy kink, vaguely dom!Nick.
Word Count: 3.3k
The house had finally fallen silent, the lack of noise welcome after spending the day babysitting two cheerful toddlers. There were no more cartoons to be heard, no more giggles and coos, and a small part of you missed the noise as you shuffled around the living room, picking up toys and straightening the couch cushions. A larger part, however, relished in the silence and ached to pop open a bottle of wine to enjoy as a reward for surviving the day. Your brother and his wife had just left, their two precious girls in tow, and you found yourself fantasizing about a relaxing bath as you dropped the last doll into the little box of toys you kept for the days they asked you to babysit.
Nick, who loved being Uncle Nick almost as much as you loved seeing him play the part, was busy in the kitchen, washing the dishes the four of you had dirtied throughout the day. His hair was still mussed from where the girls had tugged and played - both were in the ‘tugging at anything within their grasp’ phase - and he had a streak of pink on his cheek where the youngest had gotten him with a marker. He was clearly exhausted, the slump of his shoulders an indicator of how great a toll the day had taken on him, but he still wore a small smile on his lips as he hummed along to a song you only vaguely recognized.
You leaned against the counter, your elbows resting against the cool granite, as you watched him move around the kitchen. He could feel your eyes on him, could feel the weight of your stare against his skin, but he paid you no mind as he returned the items you’d both left scattered around the room to their rightful places. The moment he returned the last utensil to the correct drawer, he turned to face you and held his hand out for you to grab.
The moment you took his hands, he tugged you closer and placed his hands on your hips. Your arms moved to wrap around his shoulders as he began to sway the pair of you. “What’re you doing?” you asked, your voice quiet as you giggled.
Nick hummed, his hands firm on your waist as he began to lead you in a slow dance around the kitchen. “Dancing with my girl,” he answered after a beat of silence, “something wrong with that?”
You met his gaze, his eyes shining with love and adoration as he grinned at you, and you couldn’t help but shake your head. “No, Nicky,” you hummed, feeling heat rise to your cheeks as you moved to rest your head on his chest, “nothing wrong with that at all.”
Nick smiled at your response, his heart warming at the feeling of you melting into his embrace, as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. There was no music, only the rhythmic beating of his heart as you leaned your head on his chest, but neither of you minded as he lead you around the kitchen. Dancing around the kitchen was simultaneously familiar and somewhat foreign. This was something you’d done before, usually on nights when you’d had too much to drink or you were both in a more playful mood, but it had never been so soft. It was different, but it felt right.
You remained quiet, content to allow Nick to dance to his heart’s content, but he had other things on his mind. As he swayed, his fingers brushing your skin as they dipped beneath the hem of your top, he quietly stated, “Today was fun, ma. We should do that again sometime.”
“It was,” you agree as you lift your head to meet his eyes again. You smile at the look on his face, a soft smile and a gentle look in his eyes, before you add, “I told them we’d look after them anytime they needed a sitter.”
Nick hesitated for a moment, a brief flicker of nerves clouding his eyes, before he sighed, “I can’t wait to have one of our own. I know it’s a little early but we’re gonna have a beautiful family.”
The pair of you hadn’t talked about children at length yet. You knew that Nick wanted children and you knew that you wanted them, too. He’d mentioned having children with you before, usually in a joking manner (often in the form of complimenting what a beautiful couple you made), but this was the first time he’d stated it in a way that meant something.
You weren’t ready yet, neither of you were and you knew that, but you couldn’t help sharing his sentiment. “It is a little early,” you agreed as moved your hands to cup his cheeks, “but, yeah. Someday, we’ll have a beautiful little family. I don’t even want to think about how spoiled our kids are gonna be. Between the two of us, they won’t stand a chance.”
“Who’s gonna play the bad cop?” Nick asked, a grin on his lips as he leaned in to ghost his over yours, “If our kids have your eyes, I won’t be able to tell them no.”
“Shut up,” you laughed before you closed the distance to press your lips to his in a chaste kiss, “you can be tough when you want to be. You know how to put me in my place when I’m being a brat.”
“Mm, that’s a little different, ma,” he teased with a grin as he squeezed your hips, “but, you’re right. I’ll have to be the tough one. You can’t punish the girls to save your life.”
“They’re just so cute,” you whined as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. “They smile and giggle and it’s just so precious. They’re babies, baby. They deserve fun.”
“I know,” he laughed as he finally stopped moving you around the kitchen. “Ours are gonna be even harder to say no to. You’re gonna have to toughen up before we have babies, ma,” he teased as he released you from his grasp and reached out to swat at your ass.
“Nicholas,” you scolded, your tone playful as you stepped away from him to search for your bottle of wine. “I was gonna ask you to take a bath with me but since you want to be a pain, you can entertain yourself,” you hummed as you grabbed the bottle from the fridge and a glass from the cabinet.
“I was thinking I could entertain you,” he offered, a grin on his lips as he plucked the bottle and glass from your hands. “We’re not ready for babies yet but it’s never too early to start practicing.”
He smirked at you, his free hand moving to the back of your neck as he pulled you into a kiss. You melted into his embrace, a ball of lust forming in the pit of your stomach as you moved your hands to his hair. The idea of feeling him without a condom, of having him cum inside of you, was something you’d thought about more often than you cared to admit. You knew where he stood on the subject, the way he growled out his desire to fill you in the throes of passion told you everything you needed to know, but you’d never relented. You hadn’t wanted to take the chance, even with your birth control, but now that you knew you were on the same page about wanting children, you felt your desire overwhelming your rationality.
You knew that, no matter what happened, Nick would be there for you.
With your mind made up, you pulled away from his kiss and smiled at him. “You bring the wine, I’ll start the bath,” you informed him, your fingers releasing his hair.
Nick watched, a look of disbelief on his face as you bounded down the hall toward your bathroom. It wasn’t like you to step away from him, not when he was taking things slow and being so soft with you, but there you were, gone without a second thought. He remained in the kitchen for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm the lust swirling in the pit of his stomach, before he grabbed another glass and headed down the hall to join you.
Much to his surprise, he found you already naked. You’d shed your clothes, lit candles, and started the bath. You’d placed some sort of bath bomb in the water, a pale pink shimmer clearly noticeable in the porcelain tub, and stood bent over the edge of the tub as you swirled the water to make it dissolve a little faster.
Nick placed the wine on the counter and was quick to shed his own clothes, his t-shirt and sweatpants tossed into the laundry basket in the corner as he moved to stand behind you. His hands found your hips, his fingers cool against your heated skin as he pressed against you. You hummed, your voice quiet as you arched back against him, and he leaned in to trail kisses along your shoulders.
He glanced up, his eyes meeting his reflection in the large mirror behind your tub, and an idea hit him. From this angle, he could see everything. He could see the way your eyes fluttered shut as he brushed his lips along the nape of your neck. He could see how your nipples hardened as his hands brushed your sides, just below your ribcage. He could see the way your chest began to rise and fall just a little faster, your breath coming quicker as he nudged your feet apart with his own and the anticipation began to rise. This was the perfect position for you both to get exactly what you wanted and he was going to take full advantage of it.
Although the tub wasn’t full yet, Nick removed one hand from your body and reached out to turn the water off. Before you could question him, ask why he was interrupting your bath, he turned your head so that he could pull you into a kiss. Your lips molded together, a perfect fit, and you attempted to shift in Nick’s embrace so that you could wrap your arms round his neck, however, he kept you locked in his embrace. One hand remained cupping your jaw, keeping you in place, while the other trailed down your body. His fingers brushed at your skin, digits trailing over your stomach. He paused, briefly, his palm lingering over your belly, before he continued his descent.
“Let’s try something, ma,” he suggested, his hand dipping between your thighs. “You trust me?”
“Completely,” you answered, your voice breathless as his fingers brushed at your slit, gathering wetness. “Whatever you want, Nick. Take it.”
You didn’t have to tell him twice. Nick loved how you fell apart for him, how willing you were to let him take the reins, and smirked against your skin when he realized how wet you already were for him. “You really want it, huh? What’s got you so wet, ma?”
Nick’s fingers began to move a little faster between your thighs, his thumb finding your clit. He nudged your thighs a little farther apart, his free hand moving to cup your breast as he waited for your response. When you simply sighed, your lips parting in a quiet exclamation of pleasure, Nick moved to press his lips to your shoulder once more. “Answer me, ma, or you won’t get what you want,” he warned, his voice even as he glanced into the mirror to catch sight of your expression.
“I want you to cum inside me,” you told him, your voice taking on a hint of a whine as you opened your eyes and met his in the mirror. “Fill me up, daddy, please.”
“Fuck,” he breathed as he moved to slip a finger into your heat. “You gonna let me hit it raw?” he asked, his tone clearly surprised. He’d imagined that, even while you were planning on practicing for your future, he’d still be wearing a condom. But this was better than he could’ve imagined.
“Yeah,” you nodded, your eyes raking down your body reflected in the mirror to watch Nick’s hand work between your thighs. “Wanna feel all of you, daddy, please,” you whined as he slipped a second finger into your heat to prepare you for his cock.
“You will, ma,” he assured you, his tone soothing as he watched you squirm in his grasp, your reflection clearly displaying how much you wanted him. To him, this was the best of both worlds. He got to have you in one of his favorite positions, bent over the nearest available surface, while also getting to see your face as he fucked you. “Be a good girl for me and bend over. I want you to watch as I fuck you, princess. I wanna see those pretty eyes the entire time, you got that?”
You bit back a whine as he removed his hands from your center and breathed, “Yes, daddy,” as you bent over the edge of the tub. You gripped the edge, your hands slick, and let Nick nudge your thighs farther apart as he settled between them. You kept your eyes on the mirror, your eyes glued to his body, as he stroked his cock for a moment. He reached out and slapped your ass, his smirk growing as you bit your lip. He knew that you loved it when he spanked you, the nights where you came away with a sore ass and completely sated were your favorites, but that wasn’t on the agenda for the night.
Instead, he left well enough alone and moved to run his cock along your folds. He teased for a moment, barely brushing the tip of his cock over your entrance, before he slipped into you. He knew that neither of you would last long this round, not with this being the first time feeling one another without the barrier of a condom, so he figured he’d save the teasing for later.
“Keep your eyes on me, ma,” he reminded you as he slipped inside and watched your eyes flutter closed. “If you stop, I stop. Remember that,” he warned as he bottomed out inside you.
You watched your reflection in the mirror. Your eyes were blown wide with lust, your chest heaving as you attempted to breathe through the pleasure, and you could see what Nick praised as you watched him begin rocking his hips. You looked sinful, the epitome of lust, as his hand snaked between your legs. You watched yourself for another moment before your gaze shifted to Nick.
His hair was matted to his forehead with sweat, the exertion and steam from the bathroom making his skin glisten as he drove his cock into you. His eyebrows were pinched in concentration, his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched his cock disappear into your cunt, and you could tell that he was just as overwhelmed at the new feeling as you were. The feeling of him bare, nothing hindering your pleasure, was unlike anything you’d experienced and you had to force yourself to keep your eyes open as every drag of his cock against your walls felt like the first time all over again.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he praised, his free hand gripping your waist as his thumb brushed your clit. “Feel so good around me, ma. So tight, so warm, fuck.”
You’d never been one for making too much noise during sex. You were always somewhat embarrassed, the noises leaving your lips making you slightly self-conscious, but Nick wanted nothing more than to hear you. He loved hearing your whimpers and whines. He loved hearing you scream his name, loved hearing you gasp and moan for him. So when he caught sight of you placing a hand over your mouth, he moved his hand from your clit to grab your wrist.
“Don’t cover your mouth,” he ordered, his tone firm but voice quiet as he drove into you, “I want to hear you. Let me know how I’m making you feel, ma.”
You swallowed your moans for another moment, your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, as Nick’s hands grabbed both of your wrists and gathered them behind your back. He used his grip on them for leverage as he quickened his pace. Without your hands to cover your moans, you couldn’t help but let them echo around the bathroom as Nick met your eyes in the mirror. He could feel you clench around him at the sight. He looked beautiful, so focused on making sure both of you got what you wanted, and his earlier prediction came to fruition as he only had to utter, “Cum for me, ma, wanna feel you let go for me,” to toss you over the edge.
The combination of feeling him bare, the feeling of his fingers circling your clit, and watching him fuck you in the mirror was too much for you. You tightened around him, something that had him groaning your name, and came with an exclamation of his name. The feeling of you tightening around him, watching your face as he took you from behind, and the prospect of being able to cum inside of you and fill you was enough to bring him over the edge after you.
He fucked you through both of your orgasms, your moans echoing through the bathroom as you moaned at the feeling of him filling you. You’d never felt that full, no matter what he’d done, and you wanted to cry as you felt him begin to pull away. However, your whimpers turned into moans as he slipped his hands between your thighs to push the cum leaking from your cunt back inside.
“Fuck, ma,” he breathed, his chest heaving as he stared at the mess between your thighs, “fuck.”
You hummed your agreement, finding yourself unable to speak as you finally closed your eyes and let Nick keep you steady. You remained where you were for a moment, still bent over the tub, before Nick reached around you to turn the faucet back on. When he stepped away after leaning you against the tub, you huffed an unhappy noise and opened your eyes to watch him move around the bathroom to grab a tissue to clean you up.
“I’m not goin’ anywhere,” he laughed as he returned to you, “didn’t think you’d want cum in the tub. Yet.”
“Nicholas,” you huffed, your voice slightly hoarse as you slapped his shoulder. “Fuck off.”
“I could just fuck you,” he shrugged, a smirk on his lips as he returned his hands to your hips. “You know what they say, ma. Practice makes perfect. I don’t think one round’s gonna cut it.”
“Definitely not,” you agreed, your own hands moving to his hair. “Guess we should practice until we feel ready. Just to be sure, you know?”
Nick grinned at that, his teeth on display, before he leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. “I love you,” he reassured you as he reached for the wine, “we’ll be pros by the time we’re ready for the real thing.”
You rolled your eyes at his statement before you grabbed the wine glass from his hand. “I love you, too, Nick,” you returned, a smile on your lips as he helped you into the tub, “so much.”
The timing wasn’t right yet but, as he mentioned, practice makes perfect. The pair of you never settled for anything less and this time, you knew without a shadow of a doubt, would be no different.
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Author’s Note: Happy New Year, pals. Well, it’s NYE. But, still. I haven’t written smut smut in a while so this was fun. I’m in my Nick feelings at the moment. But also lowkey Brandon? And always Zion, tbh. I just. Need to pick a lane. Also, because there’s an overlap between the PM and CNCO fandoms, I’ve been reading fics for them and I need to not. Also, my nieces are precious and this was kinda soft but also not really so. I dunno. Okay, welp. I’m gonna go watch The Simpsons and ring in the new year with my dog because I’m still at home and would very much like to go back to my apartment.
#prettymuch smut#nick mara smut#nick mara imagines#nick mara imagine#nick mara x reader#nick mara fic#nick mara concepts#prettymuch imagine#prettymuch imagines#prettymuch fic#prettymuch fanfiction#mine
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Warnings: cursing
A/N: this took longer than it should I’m sososo sorry 🙁 I had fun writing this
Request: Heyyy can I request a fluffy nick imagine where the guys are on live and you make an appearance and you and nick have cute moments ( dating in this one ) 💕
“How you guys liking the new song so far?” Brandon asked, nodding to the beat of the newly leaked song playing faintly in the background.
All five guys were scattered across the basement seen doing something different throughout the Instagram live from the group account.
Zion’s voice was heard coming from the direction the thick smoke was coming from. Edwin’s attention fixed on his yo-yo, doing tricks he had shown you last week when he first bought it.
Your cheeks gloated a shade of pink seeing your boyfriend come to the screen. His white T-shirt/gold chain combo was a fave of yours that’d have you running to his house in your free time. Sadly you were all backed up with work and so was he so you’d have to settle for FaceTimes and text messages.
B ran his hands threw his hair, reading comments going up the screen. “Guys we’re grateful for all the love we’re receiving on this record. We wrote it, produced it, and recorded it all ourselves!”
your__username: so proud of you guys 💗
“Aye Nick” Brandon tapped him, motioning towards the screen. Nick’s laugh followed him to the screen, laughing from a previous joke Austin told.
“What’s up everybody?” he chuckled, rubbing his hands together subconsciously.
your__username: 😍😍
His smile grew as your comment caught his eye. Fans started to notice the shift in his demeanor, flooding the comments with your ship name.
You started dating officially about three months ago after months of a flirty friendship. Although he’s never declared the relationship exclusively to the public you’d have to a blind man to not see that you’re dating. You post pics with each other, be seen out in public, and even sub tweet— all the good social media stuff. Of course fans started to speculate stuff but without hardcore evidence, to their knowledge you was still his best friend.
He was shocked reading the good comments and compliments on you and the relationship. Knowing you’d rather not, he still took it upon himself to request to add you to the live. “I’m about to add her”
Knowing you’d probably decline, he still requested for you to be in his live. “IF she picks up y’all. She be acting Hollywood”
“Somebody said He’s a simp” was the first cackle from your mouth as you two connected over the screen.
“A simp? Pfttt neverrr”
“Nickkkk why would you do this to me? I look crazy in front of the whole world right now” you fake whined, pulling your hair back up into a ponytail.
“Look beautiful”
“Stopppp” you giggled, getting kinda embarrassed knowing the comments were flooded with his fan accounts and that they’d blow your notifications up with this moment for at least a month.
“Guys she always does this. Prettiest girl and she’s so shy”
Trying to take the attention off you, putting it back on the guys you just waved in the camera “Tell the rest of them I said heyy”
The guys quickly greeted you back. “Stop boo-lovin for the beanz” Edwin called out, still working on his yo-yo.
“someone said we’re their parents” you smiled at the comments running up your screen this late at night. Even with eye bags and messy hair his fans were still being sweet— the total opposite of what you had expected from them.
“You guys want baby Mara? Bet” nick winked
“A baby? Where he getting that from? The store?”
“C’mon you know I like my eggs organic”
“NICK—“ your hand slapped over your ‘O’ shaped lips at his dirty joke. “Keep it pg daddy the kids are listening”
“My fault mamas”
The drop in the octave of his voice plus the pet name made butterflies rile up in your tummy. You yawned into your oversized sweater, eyes wandering back to the textbook and laptop in front of you on your study desk. Before getting accidentally consumed in your phone you were scurrying to complete a 5 paragraph essay you’d been putting off for a while. Here it was, last minute— you had roughly about 2 hours before time ran out to submit your work online for sociology class.
“Alright Nick I’m about to finish this work. I’ll call you later or tomorrow, love you”
“Alright love, talk to you later”
You exited the live, bullshitting your last two paragraphs with uncertain Wikipedia facts.
“OUR BOY IS SOFTTTT” Zion shouted, nearly jumping on Nick. “You guys seen that? A FUCKIN MUFFIN FOR HIS GIRL”
Nick shrugged his friend off him, trying to run from the camera’s view.
That night Nick had waited up for that call which he received, falling asleep on FaceTime with you.
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