#nick fic

[llamhigyn-y-dwr]

Choose your fighter

[csinickstokes]

"Also hypothermia Nick"

Also? I'm intrigued

So I couldn't figure out when I wanted to do hypothermic Nick, whether bby Nick or badass bearded Nick, but most likely bby Nick cause he's adorable, so I thought about adding that whump to the post-Stalker whump possibly??? I think was my plan 😅

Anyway, if you've ever watched Smallville, you know the scene where the football team is hazing Clark and they strip him, tie him to a post and leave him out in the rain with the kryptonite on so he's super weak? That's the inspiration for this 😉😁 Somebody may be doing something similar to that now though so if you are please let me know so I can swap it up!!

[ftwd-nicky]

Unbroken

Pairing: Nick Clark x Reader

Author: @ftwd-nicky

Words: 2394

Author’s Note: Ayooooo two updates in one day...kinda? Yes! You saw it here first! I got the feels of this fic while watching season 1 and yeah. I really hope you guys enjoy it! If you have any requests, feel free to send them to me through my ask box!

I stood outside, watching the soldiers guard the large gate that was placed around the small neighborhood, sighing to myself as I go over to Alicia’s house. I knocked on the front door, waiting for a few seconds before going around back, looking around for her.

 “I found this on the counter.” I heard Madison’s voice as I stood on my toes, looking over the fence, seeing her standing by the edge of their neighbors pool, talking to… Nick.

 I leaned my forehead against the wood of the fence, sighing quietly as memories of us flood through my mind. I haven’t really been the same since Nick broke up with me to be with Gloria and to do drugs.

 “Oh, yeah I guess I forgot.” Nick told his mother and my eyes fluttered shut, feeling the butterflies in my stomach. God, I still love the sound of his voice.

 “Oh you forgot?” She asked as I walked through the gate, standing behind Nick as he took off his sunglasses, looking up at his mother.

 “Yeah, I guess I did.” He muttered as my eyes connected with Maddie’s. She gave me a small smile as I returned it. I stood patiently as her attention was back on her addict son.

 “Well here it is.” Maddie mentioned and Nick placed his sunglasses in the little cup holder of the floaty, resting his hands on his chest.

 “Oh, no thanks. I’m good.” I rolled my eyes, shaking my head as I listened, staying quiet.

 “Nick,” she warned, sighing slightly as he flipped off his floaty. I swallowed thickly, my eyes staying on him as he swam towards his mom. “I don’t think that’s the best idea.”

 “Well I gotta kick it. That’s the whole point, right?” Nick asked before continuing, “look, just give it to Griselda. She needs it more than I do, you said so yourself.” His voice rasped out, rubbing his hand over his face, pushing some hair back.

 “I know what I said, but the point is to wean you off slowly. So, it just doesn’t happen again.” Maddie told him as she accentuated the word “slowly.”

 “I thought you’d be happy. I know Y/N would.” He trailed off and I frowned, crossing my arms over my chest. Her eyes met mine again as I glanced at the concrete, pressing my lips together.

 “I am happy. I just…” She was cut off by Nick splashing, moving away from the side of the pool. “Alright, well if you need it it’s right here.” Maddie muttered placing the pill on the side of the pool. She walked back to her house, leaving Nick and I alone, even though he has no idea I’m here.

 I stood there for another minute in silence, watching him swim on his back before I decided to speak up. “So, you’ve kicked it, huh?” I asked and he jumped, turning around.

 “Jesus, Y/N. How long have you been standing there?” He breathed, swimming towards me, leaning his arms against the edge of the pool.

 “Um, for about five minutes. I-I was looking for your sister.” I muttered, shuffling my feet a bit. Nick patted the spot in front of him, motioning for me to sit. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Nick.” I muttered, my heart breaking slightly as he gave me a look.

 “Come on. We haven’t seen each other in over a year, please.” He begged and I sighed, slipping my shoes off before sitting down next to him, slipping my feet into the cool water. “How have you been?” Nick asked and I shrugged, debating if I should tell him that I’ve been a complete mess.

 “I’ve been alright. Not believing this is actually happening and that I’m just dreaming.” I muttered, swinging my legs in the water, staring at the ripples I’m making.

 “I wish I could tell you this was a dream.” He whispered, his fingers tracing mine that are laid against the concrete. My heartbeat increased, my gaze moving to his fingers that are playing with mine. I pulled my hand away, resting it in my lap as I gave him a sad look.

 “I’m going to go find your sister. If you haven’t completely kicked it, please take the pill.” I whispered lowly, getting up before slipping my shoes on, heading back towards his house. Once I got inside, I leaned against the sliding door, letting out a huff of breath as my eyes fluttered shut. I’m not in love with you still. I’m not in love with you still…

 Tears slid down my cheeks as a sob escaped my throat, never realizing how hard it’d be to see him again. Someone placed a hand on my shoulder and I looked up, seeing Alicia standing in front of me.

 “Hey, what’s wrong?” She asked me and I shook my head, sniffling.

 “I-I saw Nick for the first time in over a year.” I whispered, looking back down at the floor. “I didn’t think it’d be this difficult.”

 “Of course it’s going to be difficult. You still love him, Y/N.” Alicia muttered, rubbing my back softly. I shook my head again, whispering to myself.

 “I’m not- I’m not in love with him. I-I don’t…” I trailed off, “I shouldn’t be. Not after what he did.” I sighed, rubbing my fingers through my hair.

 “I know, I know.” She softly smiled, rubbing my arm as we walked towards the kitchen sitting down at the table and I laid my head in my arms as Alicia rubbed my back softly. We sat there for about ten minutes, hearing the glass sliding door opening as I kept my head down, not wanting to interact with anyone.

 “Y/N?” I heard Nick’s voice and I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking my head.

 “Nick…” Alicia trailed off, hearing silence between them for a few seconds before hearing her speak up again. “Now’s not the greatest time.” She muttered.

 I picked my head up, looking up at Nick as his hair was all over the place, staring down at me. His expression saddened once he saw the tears streaming down my cheeks and I got up from the table, leaving their house. I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, walking across the street towards mine.

 “Y/N! Wait!” I heard Nick yell and I picked up my pace, walking faster as I barged into my home, closing the door before Nick could get inside. “Y/N, please let me in.” He begged, wiggling the door handle as I locked the front door.

 “Nick just go home.” I muttered, leaning my forehead against the door.

 “No, not until I know you’re okay. Just because we aren’t dating anymore doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.” He told me, his voice muffled by the closed door between us.

 “Sure felt that like you didn’t when you picked Gloria over me.” I whispered, silence growing between us, wondering if he had heard me or not. I sighed, glancing through the small window not seeing him standing on the other side anymore.

 “That’s not fair.” His voice came from behind me, making me jump as I quickly turned around, my back pressed against the wooden door. Nick walked up to me as I felt my heart hammering against my chest.

 “It’s not fair? Of course it’s fair because it’s the truth, Nick!” I spat, narrowing my eyes at him as he sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

 “The drugs I was taking was a factor of me leaving.” He muttered and I scoffed, pushing past him.

 “Or maybe you realized that you could do better. That I wasn’t good enough for you.” I whispered, glancing up towards the ceiling as I tried to keep the tears in. “I was never good enough for you… was I? Why did you even go out with me?” I asked him, turning to face him as my arms were crossed over my chest.

 Nick walked towards me slowly, gazing down at me as a frown formed on his lips, shaking his head. “If anything you were too good for me, Y/N. I asked you out because I really liked you, I had for years. Every time you came over to hang out with Alicia I could barely keep my eyes off of you. I honestly didn’t think you’d stay with me once you found out I was an addict.”

 My eyes glanced up towards him as he stood inches from me, his fingers delicately touching my arm. He watched me with cautious eyes as I didn’t pull away, my gaze now on the floor. “I stayed because I thought I could help you and because I was already in too deep. I-I loved you, Nick.” I whispered, tears sliding down my cheeks.

 Nick’s hand touched my cheek, his thumb wiping the tear off of my face as his eyes stared into mine. My eyes fluttered shut, feeling the butterflies in my stomach as I could feel his breath hit my face.

 “Nick, you should go.” I muttered, frowning as he tensed up a bit. I glanced up at him as he removed his hand from my face, nodding his head a bit. I gave me a small wave before leaving the house, walking back over to his. I let out a breath of air, sitting down on my couch as my heart clenched in pain.

 I laid down on the couch, hugging myself as tears kept sliding down my face, staring at nothing in particular. My eyes drooped growing tired as I saw the sun beginning to set in the distance, falling asleep with Nick clouding my thoughts.

 I jolted awake upon hearing frantic knocks on my door, glancing at the clock that was hanging on the wall, noticing it was after nine at night. I rubbed my eye, getting off the couch as I walked over to my door, opening it slightly. “Alicia?” I questioned, seeing her standing on the other side as I opened it all the way. “What are you doing here?”

 “You have to help me. Nick… he locked himself in the bathroom and I can’t get him to open the door.” She breathed, running a hand over her luscious locks.

 I narrowed my eyebrows together in confusion. “W-Why do you need my help? Maybe he doesn’t want to talk to anyone.” I muttered, rubbing my arms.

 Alicia sighed, rubbing her hands over her face. “I-I just, he had a bruise on his face and I want to make sure he’s alright. I know he’d let you in. Please.” She pleaded and my lips parted. Did someone hit him? I nodded my head and she smiled, both of us walking back to her house.

 I stood in front of the bathroom door, staring at it as I composed myself. You can do this. I brought my hand up, knocking softly on the door.

 “Go away, Alicia.” Nick muffled voice rang out and I bit my lip softly.

 “Nick? It’s me.” I mumbled, listening closely as I heard the door unlock. I opened it slowly, seeing him standing by the sink, hugging his arm. I walked inside, closing the door behind me as I stood in front of him, faintly seeing a bruise near his eye. “Who did this?” I asked, reaching for it but he turned his face away, staying silent.

 “It’s nothing. What are you doing here?” He asked me, not keeping eye contact with me and I licked my lips, rubbing my cheek.

 “Um, Alicia told me someone hit you and I was worried…” I trailed off, intertwining my fingers together as I rocked on the balls of my feet. “You okay?” I asked and he shook his head.

 I frowned, stepping closer to him as I wrapped my arms around his neck, cooing into his ear. My eyes stung a bit as he cried into my shoulder, his arms laying against my waist, tightening his grip on me. My fingers ran through his hair, pressing my nose into his shoulder as my other hand rubbed his back.

 “I still love you.” Nick whispered, my heart skipping a beat as I closed my eyes, letting out a deep breath. “I’m so sorry for what I did, for what I’m doing.” He muttered and I stepped away from him.

 “What do you mean? What are you doing?” I asked, confused at first until realization hits me. “No… Nick y-you told me you kicked it.” I whispered, tears pooling in my eyes.

 “I-I know and I tired. I really did. It’s hard, you know that.” He muttered, staring down at me as I brought my hand up to his cheek, I softly run my fingers over the bruise feeling him flinch slightly under my touch. “My mom did it.” Nick whispered and my eyes widened, breath hitching in my throat as I stared at him.

 “W-Wha-” I started when Nick cut me off.

 “She found me over at the Ramirez’s house looking for, you know and she just…” He trailed off and I pulled him into a tight hug.

 “It’s okay.” I whispered and Nick’s hands rested on the back of my thighs, picking me up. I squealed, tightening my grip on him as he set me on the counter. My stomach churned, butterflies being released as his fingers softly ran over my cheekbone. “N-Nick…” I whispered quietly, my breathing becoming a little heavier as his face gravitated towards mine.

 “Could you ever forgive me?” He asked, his breath hitting my face as I nodded my head “yes” immediately.

 “Yes. I shouldn’t be after what you did, but I’m still in love with you.” I muttered, our foreheads resting against each other’s as he softly laughed, his thumb rubbing circles on my cheeks.

 “God, I love you so much.” Nick grinned, placing his lips on mine. I smiled lightly, kissing him back as he took my bottom lip between his lips. I placed both of my hands on his cheeks as his moved to my hips. He pulled away, rubbing his hand towards my lower back, smiling down at me. “I never realized how much I missed kissing you until now.” He whispered against my lips, a toothy grin on his gorgeous face.

 “I love you.”

[grimmyappreciation-blog]

[llamhigyn-y-dwr]

The first draft of the Nick and Jaden post-Leafy stream debate fic is done. Technically, half of the second draft is done, as I'm currently transcribing it to my computer. It won't be posted until next weekend, though.

[csinickstokes]

Nick sickfic? And Ranch AU (whump)?

Those are both reader insert or OCs I haven't decided yet for sure on whether to use second person POV or not, which is actually easiest for me to write lol The Nick sickfic started cause I was sick and wanted him to take care of me but I want to take care of him too, so he also ended up sick in it and UGH he's just so CUTE!!!! 💜💜💜💜

Just as panic started to rise in your throat, the door opened revealing Nick in a shape you'd never seen him before, like he'd just got out of bed with his hair stuck out in some places and matted down in others in gray sweatpants and a Dallas Cowboys t-shirt about two sizes too big for his slim frame. It took a second to peel your eyes away from his body and look him in the face and notice the dark circles under his eyes or the sheen of sweat that dampened his skin and dark hair.

And the Ranch AU (whump) is is the reader/OC gets hurt on Jack's ranch cause lbr the Daltons definitely have a ranch in Texas lol So Jack takes care of the reader which is me, it's a self-insert cause I just want a Jack hug 😝😍💙

The entire trail that circled the pastures was about two miles in length total and took roughly an hour to make one loop at a slow walk. As you suspected, Stormy did fine. He had an easy gait and smoothly handled the slightly rocky terrain by the creek.

The sky had darkened considerably by the start of your second loop, puffy white thunderheads billowed up in the west with dark navy blue clouds closer to the horizon. You'd have to cut the ride short or risk getting caught in the rain and from the looks of it, lightning. "Come on Stormy, it's gonna rain." He whinnied as if he understood, he didn't want to get wet. You tugged on the reins to turn him back towards the barn and in doing so, turned him into the tall hay grass that hadn't been cut yet. And in the hay grass a limb that he hadn't seen with his blinders on. Stormy bucked hard and kicked, shaking you in the saddle. "Hey! It's okay, Stormy!"

You gripped hard onto the reins in an attempt to hang on which caused him to stand on his back legs and it didn't matter how tight you were holding on. The world tipped upside down and moved in slow motion as you fell to the ground, your skull impacting the dry dirt with a sickeningly wet thud. Bright white lightning flashed in your eyes and your vision disappeared with the roar of thunder.

Would this be better if it was Jack that was hurt? Probably but I can't carry him around bridal style 😉

[csinickstokes]

How to choose??? I'm eyeing up all these titles but me being who I am as a person I *have* to pick Nick whump post-stalker. You can't dangle stalker in front of me and not expect me to go half-feral over it

😂 Right?! It's such a good episode!! So what I wanted to do with the post-Stalker whump was have Catherine take care of him and have him compare her to his mother and how she would take care of him too, so it's really more of a hurt/comfort situation than actually focusing on the whump as much. Like Catherine washing his hair for him.

And I actually have lines to include this time! 😅

It felt odd having someone else in his private space after living alone for so long. "The last person was-" he cut that thought off and forced it out of his mind. This was Catherine, who he trusted more than anyone, who had become a second mother to him since he'd known her. And despite being a grown man, he still relished the comfort that came from having his mother, biological or in spirit, there with him.

"You really don't have to do this. I'm feeling better. Maybe good enough to go back to work soon?" He threw the idea out there, but she shot him down with a stern look and a manicured finger pointing at the couch.

"You're not going anywhere until you're healed so get comfy." He eased onto the cushions, mindful of the stitches in his thigh and the tightness in his shoulder. The sling helped, but it didn't stop his arm from being jostled around, and the muscles were now throbbing.

[csinickstokes]

I'm a little late to the party... but man I would love to hear something about Hooker!Nick... Pretty please? :D

Of course!! Unfortunately I haven't gotten any of it written yet so I don't have any lines to share, but I can say that what I wanted to do was kind of a role reversal of Nick and Kristy (more than likely with an OC though cause :D why not add an OC that can be your self-insert?) Anyway so there's some crimes that take place and the CSIs go to investigate and they find a mysterious dark-haired man that the OC falls for but he might be dangerous 😈😈😈

And it's based in season one cause he just looks so GOOD!!! I mean 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵