SNAPS As Nicks BF 0.5

i feel like the new cideo confirmed nick is a bottom 😭 also him saying he could fit a sword down his throat ???

god, that was so funny.

I CAAAANT, i'll cling onto dom Nick); i love living in DENIAL and DELUSION.

‼️Hello my friend‼️

I know you receive messages daily, mostly from people asking for help but I am Rana from Gaza, a mother of four young children. My house was completely demolished, and now I and my children are homeless and now I live in a worn-out tent this winter. My husband's business has been completely destroyed, with all his training centers demolished Now there is no food, clothing, or medicine for my children. Also, I am eight months pregnant and will give birth to my child soon in the tent. I want to buy him pampers, milk, and clothing, this thing is too extensive and i dont have money

Please help me your donation is my last hope🙏🫶

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Imagine this:

You once had a warm, safe home filled with love and comfort. Your children laughed and played with their favorite toys, cuddled in their cozy beds, and wore clothes that kept them warm through the seasons. But now, all of it—your home, your children’s comfort, and your family’s security—has been reduced to nothing but memories.

Images: Images of Rana's home in Gaza, before and after the attacks.

@ranafam2

Story written by @visionsofaselfmademan

For Rana Abdul-Jawad, a wife and mother of four from Gaza, this is her heartbreaking reality. Her beautiful home, once a haven of joy, was destroyed, leaving her and her children in a torn and worn-out tent. They now face the unrelenting cold of winter with no warm clothes, no covers, and no reprieve. Her children shiver through each moment, vulnerable to illness from the freezing temperatures, and struggle to survive the harsh conditions.

Recently, the winter rain storms have flooded their fragile tent, soaking everything inside. Rana has spent entire nights desperately trying to stabilize it against the wind and rain, fearing it might collapse entirely. Despite her efforts, the tent cannot properly shield her family from the bitter cold or the relentless rain.

Image: Rana's tent, flooded with rain and barely holding up under the heavy winter rain storms.

Rana’s family needs your help. The soaring prices caused by war have made basic necessities like clothes and blankets unaffordable.

Rana’s plea is simple yet profound: “Please, save my children.”

Images: Rana's beloved children.

Your donation, no matter how small, can bring warmth, comfort, and hope to this family. It can mean the difference between enduring the cold and finding safety and security in these desperate times. Let’s stand together to help Rana’s children find warmth and peace again.

You can donate to Rana's GoFundMe [HERE].

This campaign has been vetted by association [LINK].

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thaaaaanks<3 this means a lot to me.

just here to say i love your fics bestie ❤️‍🔥

THANK YOOOOOOUU!!!

it really means a lot to me seeing the likes, and reblogs, and all those things. love your page too, very iconic.

Hello🤗❤️

I hope you are well🌹

Can you help me get my voice heard

and share my family's story?🙏🏻

Can you Reblog my pinned post from my blog or donate 10$?

By helping to reblog my story, you could

save a family from death and war.🌹

Thank you very much🌸

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Snaps you'll get as Nicks BF.

kind of suggestive i think (some), also, idk, if you like this i'll do more.

I want nickxgoth reader right neow neow now😡😡🤞🏻💕😁😘

The festival.

Summary: Nick wants to go with you to the festival you have been telling him about, so you give him a makeover to go with him.

Note: once again, I am NOT goth but I try my best, I hope you enjoy this.

Tw: cursing

"They play music and we dance, you get to meet tons of new people. Some people sell things, and some sell food too. It's cool, I met Lourie and Aether there." I talk to Nick while doing my hair on his bathroom.

"Oh cool. I like Lourie and Aether." He smiles while looking at my throw the mirror.

"I know, they like you too."

"Even when I didn't come back from the graves with the coolest outfits and music taste like you?" I smile and turn around.

"Yes, Nick. Even when you didn't come back from death, even if you are not a vampire, even if you like pop music and dress with all the color. They like you, and I like you more." I grab his face and kiss his cheek. "You understand? I like you. I love you. You are my boyfriend and nothing is going to change that."

"Okay." He nods but I can see in his eyes that he isn’t feeling better.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, it’s just that I wanted to spend time with you, but I know how important this is to you so I won’t ask you to stay but at the same time... I kind of want to go with you." he mumbles the last part, but I still hear him.

"Really?" I smile widely and he nods softly.

"Well, I was thinking it would be cool to do something you really like and..."

"Yes! It's an amazing idea." I kiss him on the lips. "You'll love it. I know you will."

"I trust you... Also, maybe we could like dress me up so I blend in? it’s just an idea." I gasp and kiss him again.

"Yes, you are brilliant. I didn’t think of that, come here." I grab his hand and drag him to his bed and make him sit down. "Look, I brought tons of clothes because I know myself and I knew I was going to change 5 times before liking my outfit, so I have tons of options you can choose from." I talk while taking out some items from my bag pack.

"Okay. I don't want to wear anything with band logos or anything, I'll die if someone asks me if I am a fan or something like that." I laugh while Nick looks through the things I took out. "I like this, and this... maybe this."

"Oh, I love that shirt. You'll look amazing, darling. Go change." Nick blushes a bit and goes to his bathroom to change.

"Where are your boots?!"

"Under my bed! How do I put these chains one?" I laugh quietly.

"Leave then there, I'll help you." He doesn't answer, I take out his boots from under his bed and sit waiting for him to come out.

"Okay! I-I think you also have to do my hair." he opens the door and walks out; I gulp and feel my cheeks heat up. "I look like a dork." he laughs and walks to me, standing between my legs and resting his hands on my shoulders, I can only shake my head. "You good?"

"No... I mean yeah, you just, fuck. You look amazing." He laughs again and I put my hands on his hips. "You look so good."

"Do I?" I gulp and nod. Nick sits on my lap. "I’m glad, I really like the pants, I think I should dress like this more often, what do you think?" I can’t stop staring at him.

"Yes, I would love that. Yes, please do." I hide my face on the crook of his neck and start leaving kisses all over it.

"Stop, you have to do my hair." I kiss bite his neck. "What are you doing? we have to go soon."

"You look too good; I’m making sure people know you are taken." I look at him in the eyes and smile.

"You are so dumb, let’s go." He stands up and drags me to the bathroom.

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Do you like scary movies?

Summary: You and Nick have sex while you are stoned.

TW: smocking the green stuff, cursing, NSFW.

Note: Sub!Nick and reader is a cis male (so sorry to the trans readers, I’ll make more things for you all eventually).

A Friday night out ended up like it always does, 3 random Instagram users written on my hand, my eyes red, a can of mountain dew on my hand and me walking to Nicks house. My head fuzzy and my pants tight with the thought of his soft legs bringing me closer to him.

I hear my phone ring, and as I take it out of my front pocket, I can see that Nick is calling me, probably because I haven’t replied to the 15 messages, he has been sending me since I told him I was heading his way. I answer.

-Yellow?

-Why haven you been texting back? You’ve got me worried, you stupid fuck. - He sounds annoyed more than angry.

-Sorry love. - I mumble back, my pants getting insanely tighter around my crotch just from hearing his voice.

-Don’t call me love…

-Oh, but you love it when I whisper it into your ear as I slide in so-

-ENOUGH!

I laugh as I stand on the porch of his house, grabbing my set of keys where I keep the key to the front door, one he gave my many months ago.

-Do you like scary movies? – I whisper to the phone as I open the door, entering the house and locking it behind me.

-Yeah… - Nick whispers back, the house is dark, empty, besides the two of us.

-What’s your favorite scary movie? – I walk to his room, my boots making the tiles squeak with every step, I can see a dim light shine through Nicks closed door.

-I don’t know…-He whispers, I hear him walking around his room. I laugh once more and I hang up on him as I open the door, he lets out a little gasp that makes my chuckle even harder. – God, knock next time.

-Why would I? – I walk to him and hug him, squeezing his body to mine, takin in his scent. – you are my final boy after all, and now I have you. – I kiss his cheek, down to his jaw and then to his neck.

-You are so dumb. Fuck- wait, you just got here.

Nick tries to squirm away from me but I push him to the bed. He lands on his back, pushing himself up with his elbows.

-Come on, love. I need you; we can talk after… if you are not too tired. – I wink at him and his cheeks blush a bit. I unzip my pans as I watch him take of his shirt (which is actually mine, one that I left many weeks ago and now he uses to sleep from time to time), I climb on the bed, crawling to him.

-You always fall asleep first. -Nick mumbles out, his hands sliding to my stomach from underneath my shirt, lifting it.

-That’s because I always leave you satisfied. – I smirk, helping him take off my shirt and tossing it on the floor, probably to never see it again, because he will steal it.

-Whatever, just shut up. – Nick looks away, I lean down, kissing his jaw softly as I move my hands all over his waist and hips.

-Mhm, is my baby shy? – Moving my hands down slowly, his sleeping shorts glide down smoothly. I slide down my jeans and I press my hips against his, my hard length rubbing over his. Pushing my body to his, I kiss him, messy lips crashing against each other, his hands wondering on my neck, hair and chest.

With a little of help from him I completely take off his shorts and boxer, his leaking tip hit his tummy, white drops smearing all over his abdomen. I smile as I watch him, my cheeks a bit red, my right hand takes his length and starts stocking it softly, my other hand goes to my waistband and pull down my boxers. I lean down and kiss his cheek softly, pressing both of our members together. Nick gasps, his back arches, his cheeks red and his eyes filled with need.

I rub my hips back and forward until I need more. “Turn around” I whisper into his ear, and on a swift roll Nick is laying on his chest, his legs keeping his hips up, his back arched prettily. I reach out to his night stand drawer and take out the bottle of lube half empty, pouring a bit on my dick and some on his entrance, rubbing it all over and inside of him.

-You ready baby? – I ask, his eyes meeting mine over his shoulder, he nods. – Words love, talk to me. – Nick whines.

-Yes! I’m ready – his voice is shaky, his hips move a bit, backing onto mine.

-Okay pretty boy. Be as loud as you want.

I stroke my length a few times before softly pushing it in, biting down on my lip, Nick buries his face into the pillow and I could hear his small whines and gasps.

-Come one, sweetheart. Let me hear you.

I grab a fist full of his hair and pull it gently, his head softly raises and I start pounding him slowly, long and controlled thrusts. As Nicks moans and pleads get louder my hips buckle into him at a messier pace, my chest heavy, my head spinning as I squeeze his hip.

-Fuck… - I pull out, grabbing him by the hip and shoulder make him turn around, laying on his back, I grab both of our cocks, gently pressing and rubbing them. Nicks back arches, his body pressing against mine.

I shut my eyes, biting down on his neck, strong to leave a mark but not enough to hurt. I feel the way his legs shake and my breath starts to steady as I feel the warmth dripping down my hand to his stomach.

-God, I love when you go partying. – Nick whine sunder his breath.

-I know sweety, I know.

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Ilysm please don't die at 3:36 on a Thursday morning

eeeeh, oddly specific.

but thanks 🤓☝️