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If you click HERE you’ll find 28 gifs of the superior brother (fight me) Nick Jonas from his role in Love Again. He is white but reportedly has Cherokee ancestry, though I don’t know if this has ever been confirmed or not. Please keep this in mind and cast him accordingly. All gifs were made by me and are 268 x 160. You are welcome to resize these/edit for personal use, but do not redistribute or claim them as your own. Content warning: kissing and a slutty little tank top+gold chain combo
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by clicking the source link, you’ll be redirected to #226 medium gifs [ 268x170 ] of singer/actor, 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬, in various interviews, youtube, and instagram videos. all gifs were made from scratch by me, so please DO NOT redistribute or claim as your own, edit in any way, turn them into gif icons, or use them in other gif hunts! please like/reblog if you found these useful in any way!
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FC ETHNICITY: white (German, English, Scottish, Italian/Sicilian, Irish, French-Canadian)
GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis man, he/him
BORN IN: 1992
AGE IN RESOURCE: twenty-nine [ 29 ]
GIFS FEATURE: Liza Koshy
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green with envy.
pairing: theodore nott x reader.
request: omg i need more of theo x reader with a hint of flirty draco
song inspiration: jealous by nick jonas.
author's note: ask and you shall receive. here's draco scheming to make theo jealous, which we all know won't end well. happy new year's my loves. we're staring 2024 off with a bang 😉
“Merlin, they can’t possibly be serious.” Draco muttered in disbelief. “Those two truly aren’t fooling anyone.”
Blaise glanced up from his book, searching for the cause of Malfoy’s offense. The Three Broomsticks was packed, but it wasn’t hard to spot the reason for his friend’s griping. Tucked into a secluded corner of the tavern, you and Theo gravitated towards each other like magnets, leaning into one another, foreheads pressed together, talking and laughing like you were the only people in the world.
It had been this way ever since Blaise could remember.
As always, Theo wore that stupid love-struck expression on his face as he listened to you talk, chuckling softly as you waved your arms around animatedly. You, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to the pining and yearning coming from Nott’s end. Anyone with an ounce of common sense could see that Theo was clearly in love with you, yet you remained blind to his affections.
“They’ve made it very clear that they’re just friends,” Blaise replied, repeating the same tired words that you and Theodore declared over and over again over the course of your friendship.
“And you believe them?”
“Of course not.” Blaise affirmed as he flipped through the pages of his book once more. “But who am I to burst their blissful bubble of ignorance?”
“They’re clearly in denial,” Draco remarked, watching intently as you picked a nonexistent piece of lint off of Theo’s quidditch sweater. “It’s been seven years of this pathetic teetering between will they or won’t they territory. I can’t stomach another day of it, Blaise. Someone needs to do something.”
“Whatever half-arsed plan you’ve cooked up in that ferret brain of yours, I want no part in it.”
Draco tapped his fingers against the wooden table, a familiar smirk curving at his lips. Blaise sighed in exasperation. He knew that look. He hated that look. It usually meant that Malfoy was hatching a scheme that spelled nothing but trouble for Blaise.
“I’m serious, Draco.” Blaise said in a stern voice.
“So am I,” the blonde replied. “Those two need a push and I’m more than willing to provide it for them.”
“I already know that I’m going to regret asking, but what exactly are you planning?”
Draco smirked. Blaise swore to Salazar that there was an evil gleam in his friend’s eyes as he turned over to face him. “I’m going to flirt with Y/N.”
“Are you mental?” Blaise exclaimed. “Nott will send you to an early grave. Did you see what he did to Pucey for trying to chat Y/N up? Poor bastard had to eat his meals through a straw for weeks.”
“Then I guess it’s your job to prevent that from happening, Zabini.”
There were a million protests on Blaise’s lips. Everyone knew that Theo was overprotective of his best friend. It was an unspoken rule that you were off-limits and Blaise had seen first hand the consequences that befell anyone that dared to hit on you. It usually ended with someone in the infirmary and that someone was never Theo.
Draco was well aware of this fact as well, but he seemed to have a death wish. Before Blaise could stop him, Malfoy scooped two glasses of butterbeer from the counter and made his way over to you just as Theo excused himself for a smoke. You looked up just as Draco slipped into the booth, sliding beside you to take up the vacant spot your best friend left.
“Fancy seeing you here, Y/N.”
“Hi, Dray.” You greeted the blonde with a smile. “I didn’t know you were here, too.”
“How could you?” He drawled playfully. “Theodore seems content keeping you all to himself.”
You rolled your eyes fondly. “You could’ve easily just come over to join us.”
“That’s exactly what I’m doing, darling.” Draco set a mug of ice cold butterbeer down in front of you. “And I brought your favorite.”
“How sweet of you.” You beamed, totally unaware of his schemes as you clinked your glass against his. “Cheers, Draco.”
“Cheers, Y/N.”
The sweetness of the butterbeer lingered on your tongue and the foam rested on your upper lip as you savored the taste. Your tongue peeked out, trying to lick the remnants away. Silver eyes flashed mischievously as he clocked the action, a smirk curling against his lips.
“Here, let me.” Draco brushed his thumb over your upper lip, wiping away the foam with ease. His fingers were soft and featherlight and nothing like the calloused feel of Theo’s hands.
Your best friend had a bad habit of burning his fingertips from the countless blunts and cigarettes he smoked. Despite the fact that you offered to heal them with magic, Theo always refused. He said it made him more manly. Though you rolled your eyes at him, you found that you didn’t really mind his scars and calluses. It only made him that much more endearing. Why you were thinking of Theo while another man was touching you, you had no idea. Or perhaps you did and you were just in deep, deep denial about it.
“Have I lost you, love?”
With a blink, you found yourself staring back at Malfoy. “Sorry, Draco. What were you saying?”
“I asked if you were using a new shampoo,” said your friend. He twirled a strand of your hair between his fingers, using the ends to tickle your cheek. “Your hair smells divine.”
You paused, narrowing your eyes at Draco. “What are you doing, Dray?”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“You’re up to something.”
That much was obvious to you. Years of friendship told you just as much. Draco was currently plotting something. Before you could question him further, a shadow loomed over the both of you. When Theo had left for his smoke break, he was carefree and grinning, but now tension colored your best friend’s features. As he glared down at Draco, Theo clenched his jaw and balled his fists at his side.
“Keep your hands to yourself, Malfoy.”
“Teddy, he was just helping me with—“
“Draco doesn’t need to help you with anything.” Theo’s eyes flashed with anger, the blues and greens of his irises turning stormy as his gaze dropped to the lock of hair tangled through Draco’s fingers. “What he needs is to walk away before I break his fucking jaw.”
Draco raised his palms up. “I don’t want any trouble, Nott.”
Despite his statement, you sensed that trouble was exactly what Draco was aiming for. Instead of walking away like he should’ve, Malfoy leaned over and kissed your cheek in parting, which only further incensed Theo. If you hadn’t grabbed hold of the end of his coat, Theo would’ve hurled himself at Draco and punched the cocky smirk off of your friend’s face.
You tugged at Theo and placed yourself between him and Draco, watching as the blonde returned to the table Blaise was currently sitting at. For good measure, he winked at the two of you as though Theo wasn’t already pissed enough as it was.
“What the hell’s gotten into you?” Theo’s gaze flickered back to you, his eyes darkening as they met yours.
“Why the fuck are you letting him touch you like that?”
The bite in his voice puzzled you. Theo never snapped at you, so you weren’t quite sure how to react. He almost sounded…jealous. Not that Theo had any reason to be. Right?
“What are you on about? Draco was literally just wiping the foam off of my mouth. It’s not a big deal.”
Downplaying the interaction seemed to rile Theo up even further. “Yes it fucking is,” he gritted out. “He’s flirting with you, Y/N. How can you not see that?”
The accusation of Draco Malfoy flirting with you was entirely laughable. Though you were accustomed to Theo’s overzealous tendencies, you usually didn’t mind his overprotectiveness since it deterred creepy guys from making advances towards you. But this was Draco, for Godric’s sake. You’ve known each other since you were in diapers. There was no way in hell he was actually trying to make a move on you.
“You’re being ridiculous, Teddy. Malfoy was not flirting with me.”
“Of course he was! Did you not see the way he looked at you? The bloody git was all over you, playing with your hair, touching your lips. I should his bash his fucking head in for even glancing in your direction.“
The rest of Theo’s rant was incoherent, a mixture between English and Italian curses that drew the attention of those around you. With a grimace, you tugged Theo towards the back of the Three Broomsticks. He continued swearing as you led him away, dead eyes filled with fury as you ushered him into the bathroom.
There was a murderous expression on his face as he spewed threats and curses. You locked the door behind you, sighing as you surveyed the angry boy before you. Knowing Theo, his constant ranting would only fuel the fire of his anger. You needed to calm him down before he made good on his promise to pummel Draco into the ground.
Unfortunately, Theo had already worked himself up to a fit. A frown was evident on his face, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fists, the veins on his forearms protruding as violence threatened to spill over. You said his name a few times, but he didn’t seem to hear you. He was too angry to take notice.
While dealing with an angry Theo was by no means a new occurrence for you, it seemed harder to pull him out of it this time. You had never seen him this furious. A small part of you was mad at his overreaction, but another part of you was oddly flattered that he cared so much.
Perhaps it was foolish to do so, but you relished in the fact that such a small action could elicit such a response from him. If you didn’t know any better, you would’ve surmised that Theo was acting out of jealousy. His possessive behavior had always given you a strange sort of thrill. It made you feel wanted, it made you feel desired, and that in itself was more dangerous than any drug.
“Theodore.”
Theo paced back and forth, contemplating acts of violence against one of his oldest and closest friends.
“Theo.”
He wondered how much trouble he’d get into for beating Draco into a bloody pulp. Would they suspend him? Theo reckoned it would be worth it.
“Teddy.”
The sight of Draco brushing foam off of your lips flashed through his mind again, playing on a torturous loop. Malfoy didn’t get to touch you like that. No one got to touch you like that. At least not without Theo breaking every bone in their hand.
“Oh for Salazar’s fucking sake.”
You grabbed the front of Theo’s sweater and dragged him down to your level. There was absolutely no thought process behind your actions besides stopping his rant. With your lips pressed firmly against his, you accomplished just that. Theo froze for a second, his eyes fluttering close as you kissed him. The tension left his body, his anger melting away to give room for a different sort of heat to spread through him.
The minute his body language changed, you pulled away. Theo looked down at you, his dead eyes burning with searing passion. You felt his gaze piercing right through you. There was danger lurking within him. Like he was the predator and you were the prey. You’ve never seen him look like that before. Theo looked…feral. Theo looked hungry.
“I’m sorry, Teddy. I was just trying to calm you down—”
You reeled back as Theo cupped your face in his hands and smashed your lips together once more. This time, there was no surprise in the kiss. There was just fervent passion, arduous desire, and mutual destruction between you. Theo didn’t kiss you like he wanted you. He kissed you like he needed you.
As he pinned you against the wall, Theo gripped your hips and pressed his body against yours. The kisses grew sloppy and desperate, the two of you scrabbling for more. You groaned as his erection brushed against your thigh, leaving him the perfect opening to slide his tongue past the seam of your lips. You were vaguely aware of banging into the pictures on the walls, the sound of them clattering to the ground registering somewhere in the back of your mind.
The two of you were like a tornado, knocking decor and toiletries around as you continued to sloppily make out. You were sure that you were making enough noise to alert the whole tavern. Yet you couldn’t bring yourself to care as Theo bit down on your bottom lip. You moaned into his mouth as he set you down on the counter. One hand gripped your throat while the other slipped underneath your skirt.
Theo dragged you closer by your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist as he grinded his hardness against your throbbing core.
“Malfoy couldn’t touch you like this, bella.” The low rasp of his voice sent shivers down your spine. His hold on you was possessive and utterly fucking sexy. Heat rushed between your thighs as his fingers tightened around your throat. “Only I can touch you like this. Do you understand, dolcezza?”
“Yes,” you answered breathlessly. “It’s you, Teddy. Only you.”
Pleased with your response, Theo smirked as he ripped off your tights. Your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head when he rubbed his hand against your clothed sex. He palmed you through your panties, swearing when he felt how wet you were for him.
“You’re fucking mine,” he growled against your ear while he slid your panties to the side and teased along your folds. Slender fingers curled inside of you, eliciting a filthy moan that echoed through the walls. “This is all for me.”
Watercolour eyes seized the breath from your lungs. The declaration hung in the air with finality. There was no room for question or doubt. Theo was merely stating the truth.
You were his. You always have been.
Theo withdrew his hand, fingers dripping with your arousal. He refused to break eye contact as he stuck them into his mouth, licking each digit clean.
You whimpered, pulling him in by his belt loop. He moaned as you impatiently tugged his jeans down, palming him through his boxers. He felt big. Bigger than you’ve ever had before.
But you wanted it. You wanted him.
“I need you, Theo. Please.”
“I’m yours, Y/N.” Theo panted into your mouth as you released his cock from the constraints of his boxers. “Always.”
You swallowed thickly as you looked down at his impressive size. His cock was hard and throbbing in your hands, precum leaking from the tip. Theo was massive. You had no idea how he was going to fit. Still, the challenge thrilled you.
Spreading your legs open, you bit your lip as Theo positioned the head of his cock at your entrance. He kissed your lips sweetly before pulling back and nuzzling his nose against yours.
“Deep breaths, baby.” You nodded, inhaling and exhaling as he pushed the tip in. “You’re so tight. Gonna let me stretch you wide open, bella?”
Tears pricked at your eyes as he breached your walls, stretching you just between the line of pain and pleasure. “You’re so big, Theo. I don't—I don't know if it’s going to fit.”
“We’ll make it fit, Y/N,” he promised, pushing further in and groaning as your walls hugged tightly around him. “Just like that. You’re doing so well, sweetheart.”
Once Theo was fully sheathed inside of you, his movements stilled. He caressed your cheek and pecked your lips. “Can I move, baby?”
“Yes,” you exhaled.
“Good girl.”
You fluttered at his words and Theo cursed as your walls gripped him like a vice. “Fuck, pretty pussy’s squeezing me so tight. You drive me fucking insane, you know that? I get so jealous of anyone who even looks at you.”
“I like when you get jealous,” you admitted, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. “You’re sexy when you’re angry.”
Theo flipped you over so that you were facing the mirror. As you gripped the marble countertop, he thrusted sharply inside of you and watched as your face contorted into pleasure. Whispering praises into your ear, Theo picked up the pace. He intertwined your fingers together and placed each palm against the mirror.
“Open your eyes, bella. I want you to watch while I ruin you.”
Your eyes snapped to your reflection, taking in your flushed cheeks and mussed hair. Behind you, Theo fucked into you with a punishing pace. He groaned as he watched himself slide in and out of you, relishing at the perfect fit. It was like you were made for him. As your moans grew louder, Theo stuffed his fingers down your throat and gagged you.
“God, fuck.” Theo hissed, his eyes meeting yours in the reflection. “Harder, baby. You can take it. Let me fuck out my frustrations.”
“You. Belong. To. Me.”
Theo punctuated every word with a thrust, hitting the sweet spot within your walls with each rut.
“I’m yours, Teddy.” You said breathlessly. “All yours.”
He smiled, placing a tender kiss against your neck as his fingers slipped between your legs. Theo rubbed at your clit, urging you closer and closer to your orgasm.
“Are you close, principessa? I can feel you squeezing me, milking me dry. Take it all, dolcezza. You’re mine, but I’m yours too.”
“My hands are yours.” Theo squeezed your tits, flicking his thumb over your nipples.
“My lips are yours.” He angled your chin towards him, claiming your mouth with open mouthed kisses.
“My cock is yours.” He drove deeper inside of you, making you arch as you cried out his name.
Theo swallowed your moans before capturing your lips with his. “My heart is yours, too.”
“It’s all yours, Y/N.”
Your heart squeezed at his declaration. Nothing had ever sounded more beautiful than Theo pledging every part of himself to you.
“Oh god. Fuck, Theo. Please. I’m gonna cum.”
“Cum for me, bella.”
Stars dotted your vision as the orgasm rocked through your body. Theo kissed your neck, marking his territory, while you squeezed around him. The heat of his touch seared your skin as he held you. If it weren’t for his strong arms wrapped around you, you would’ve collapsed.
“So fucking perfect,” Theo said between pants. “My beautiful girl.”
Your name tumbled off of Theo’s lips as he came. It was the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard. Coming from the most beautiful boy you’ve ever seen.
The two of you slid down to the floor. Theo wrapped an arm around you, cheeks red and hair disheveled. His pretty eyes fluttered open as he traced over the hickies and bruises he’d left on your body, admiring each mark gently. With his brows scrunched with concern, he brushed a thumb over the bite mark on your shoulder.
“Was I too rough?” Theo whispered, kissing over the spot. “Did I hurt you, Y/N?”
You smiled at his gentleness, smoothing at the worry lines creasing his forehead. “No, it was perfect. God, you're fucking hot when you're jealous.”
Theo chuckled, kissing the inside of your wrist. The playfulness in his expression faltered as concern and hesitation bled through. “Did you—I mean, fuck, did you enjoy it? I didn’t—you still want to be my friend, right?”
“No.”
Theo felt his heart drop down to his stomach. He’d fucked it up. The one good thing in his life and he’d fucked it up. You brushed your fingers over his cheekbones, tilting his chin so that you were face to face.
“I want to be so much more than just your friend, Teddy.” The sigh of relief that he released made you grin. You leaned in, giving him a soft peck on the lips. “My heart is yours, too. It’s always been yours.”
The weight of his smile made your heart ache. “Now that you know how I feel, there’s no need to be jealous anymore.”
“Are you kidding? I’m going to be even more insufferable now. I need everyone to know that you’re mine.”
“They already know, Teddy. We were the only ones living in denial.”
“We made it pretty damn obvious, didn’t we?”
“You threatened every guy who dared to even look at me.”
“Please,” Theo started, a smile tugging at his lips. “I saw the dirty looks you gave to the girls who tried to flirt with me.”
You chuckled. “Okay, so maybe we’re both a little…”
“Possessive? Obsessed? Head over heels insane for each other?”
“All of the above.” You declared, tugging at his hand. “Now come on, Teddy. Before someone figures out what we were really doing in here.”
“I think they know, love.” Theo teased. “You were pretty loud.”
“Like you weren’t loud yourself, Nott.”
You rolled your eyes fondly as he helped you up. Theo straightened your skirt and smoothed your hair down, kissing your temple. He reached for the doorknob with one hand and linked his fingers with yours with the other.
Fortunately, there weren’t too many people waiting for the loo. You would’ve been embarrassed to walk out together hand in hand, but Theo made sure that every set of prying eyes quickly found something else to look at. With a cheeky grin, he lifted your knuckles to his lips and placed a lingering kiss upon your skin.
As you walked out into the main hall, a wolf-whistle rang out from one of the tables. Draco raised a toast in your direction while Blaise shook his head.
“Can’t believe that half-arsed plan of yours actually worked,” Zabini said.
Theo furrowed his brows. “What plan?”
“The one where Malfoy flirts with Y/N in an attempt to make you jealous.”
“I knew you were up to something,” you said with narrowed eyes. “What an idiotic plan.”
“Is it idiotic if it worked?”
Theo shook his head in disbelief. “You’re mental, Malfoy. I truly considered tearing you to pieces.”
“You’re welcome,” Draco said with a smirk. “Clearly that jealousy was put to good use.”
The blonde winked at you, making Theo’s fingers tighten around yours. “Oh, Teddy’s going to kill you. This time, I have no plans of stopping him.”
Draco’s silver eyes widened as you released Theo. “Zabini? A little help here?”
“I’d start running if I were you, Malfoy.”
Without hesitation, Draco bolted out the door. You snickered as the blonde disappeared down the snowy street, his platinum blonde head bobbing through the crowd. To his credit, Theo gave him a proper head start.
“I’ll be right back, dolcezza.”
“Don’t be gone too long, Teddy.” Theo smiled, leaning in to press a soft kiss on your lips. “And try not to hurt Draco too badly, yeah?”
Despite his pout, Theo nodded as you tugged him down for a proper kiss. He smiled against your lips before peppering kisses on your nose and cheeks.
“Fine, but only because you asked nicely, principessa.”
You smiled, watching as Theo chased after Draco. Beside you, Blaise grinned.
“It’s about damn time.”
With a flush, you rolled your eyes at your friend. “Oh shut it, Zabini.”
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Until I Found You (Jacob Black x Reader)
Plot: "I think dying by your side, when we've lived a long, happy life, would be the best way to go."
Warnings: none
A/N: omg it’s me again!! this time with Jacob bc he was my first love aside from nick jonas, love him so much it hurts, I found the propmt here but couldn’t remember who the author was, i will try to find it
Jacob couldn’t begin to count the amount of hours he spent thinking about his future, before meeting and imprinting on you the thoughts were always uncertain, he didn’t really know what to make of his life; he could obviously stay at the reservation and continue with his pack duties but that seem dull, especially when slowly but surely everyone on the pack met their mates and were able to see life from another perspective.
But then you came along, and his entire world shifted, literally and metaphorically, he knew that know what was holding him down to this earth was your presence and at first, he thought he would hate the feeling of being attached to something that he couldn’t decide but oh boy was he wrong. He knew he wanted everything with you, as sappy as it sounded, he knew he wanted to give everything to you, shower you with love and affection and suddenly his thoughts about the future brightened.
He now was able to picture a small house somewhere alongside the reservation, he remembered how you mentioned that it was one of your dreams to have a little cottage like home and be able to decorate it and renovate it with him and he knew that he would do anything to be able to provide that for you; he also pictured kids running around the house, well maybe kids sounded like a lot but he could see a baby that looked like the perfect combination of both of you and he smiled just thinking of that.
He also thought about how aging started to sound less and less scary as he the days with you went by, sometimes he imagined what it would be like if one day he stopped shifting, he wanted to grow old with you and see your little family grow as well. His smile deepened just thinking of your future with him.
“What are you smiling at, babe?” he heard your voice, and he looked down at you wrapped in his arms, the sounds of the beach fading slowly on the background and at that moment he swore that he could die at that moment, and he will be ok with that.
“Just thinking a little” he pressed you closer to him, you shifted a little on his arms so you could look at him better "I think dying by your side, when we've lived a long, happy life, would be the best way to go."
#jacob black x reader#jacob black imagine#twilight imagine#twilight fanfiction#twilight oneshot#jacob black#twilight#Twilight FanFic
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Mystery man - pt 2
"I... cant... breath..." I say coming to a holt in the middle of the gym after running 20 laps.
Collapsing to the floor Barnes chuckles to himself. "It wasn't that hard" he says continuing to chuckle.
"Yeah thats easy enough for you to say you have the super soldier serum running through your veins" I retorted back.
"..."
Silence hums through the air between the both of us.
"Well we are done for the day, you can go and do whatever u have planned to do" he walks away from me leaving me sitting in the middle of this gigantic room all alone. Its actually quite peaceful.
~2 hours later~
As im getting out of the shower i hear something get slid under my door. I walk over to see an envelope with my name on. The letter was sealed shut with a wax stamp, so fancy. I throw on a jumper and joggers and run through the bathroon knocking on tessa's ajoining door.
"COME IN" I hear them shout. Walking in tessa is holding the same letter as i am. Shrugging our shoulders we both open the letters simultaneously, like we are sharing the same brain cell.
"Omg tony stark has invited us to a party tonight!" I exclaim in excitment.
"Thats so fricken cool" tessa shouts.
"I have nothing to wear" i pace back through to my room with tessa right on my heals. "I didnt think to pack any formal clothing, i never thought in my wildest dreams id be invited to one of these"
"Hey dont panic we have time it says it doesnt start till 8 anyways, its 4 now we can quickly pop out and find something and it doesnt matter if we are late to the party we will arrive fashionably late" says tessa.
"Omg tessa you are a star i dont know what i would have done without u, probably have a melt down then decide not to go and just read for the night instead" i say while chuckling.
"Yeah yeah im amazing i know, now lets get going"
~1 hour later~
We arrive back with our outfits for the night
I picked up a beautiful floor length red dress that flows so effortlessly while i walked. With a heart-shaped neckline my neck looked bare so i also picked up a necklace my mother had given to me before she died, a small golden love heart which completed the outfit in every way.
Tessa on the other hand picked out a black suit to match their goth lifestyle.
We took our time doing our make up and making ourselfs look stunning as ever.
9pm rolled around and we are already an hour late. A rush of anxiety coursed through me as we walked towards the door of the party. Taking deep breaths in to calm down. Music playing so loudly. We open the doors and the music perfectly timed it self with us playing the chorus of 'jealous' by nick jonas.
It was like something just out of a movie, just so dramatic. Walking through the doors I could feel eyes burning on us I turned to look at Tessa beside me to see that they had disappeared and saw them talking to 2 other agents. I continue to walk through the party taking in all the planning that must have went into this in such short time.
I walk over to the bar where I see Natasha serving Bruce. And sit down. "You look stunning y/n" Natasha says automatically.
"Thanks Nat, you look stunning as well" I stay with them for a while, Nat handing me a drink over, a vodka and coke. While chatting I felt as if there was a set of eyes on me from behind.
I turn around to see the metal man himself standing with Steve and Sam in a conversation, he's standing facing me eyes piercing straight into mine, I smile at him and he smiles back. Strange interaction with the metal man. I turn back around feeling my heart racing, why is he having this affect on me? no one has ever made me feel like this, not since the accident that ended my mothers life.
I got lost in a trance of thinking of my past but I was brought out of it after hearing a deep toned voice come and approach me, I turn to see a dark haired man. Muscles bulging through his black dress shirt, arm sleeves rolled up exposing his tanned muscular arms. He looks at me with deep chocolate brown eyes.
"Hey" the dark haired man said with a smile
I smile back and say hey back
He introduced himself as Eddie
He is perfect in everyway, too perfect.
"Your Y/N right ?" he asked
"Yeah, how did you know that?"
"I'm a new recruit and I've been placed into your group for practice missions"
"Wait? Edmundo?"
"Yeah"
"great to meet you, I've heard brilliant things from the S.H.I.E.L.D Academy, I hope you can live up to these expectations. If you can excuse me I need to head to the toilet and find my friend, I hope you have a great rest of your night" I say while smiling.
I excuse myself from the bar and head towards the toilets. I look at myself in the mirror, not looking physically flustered but I could feel it internally. I shove the feelings back down to where they belong and pull myself together.
I plastered a big smile across my face and went back out amongst the crowd. I walk across the room and grab Tessa. "WE ARE GOING TO DANCE" I shout over the music. I drag them to the dance floor and we cause chaos. Jumping and singing to the top of our lungs like no one was watching.
That's when we heard the initial sound, glass smashing and everything fell silent. The windows to the function room that overlooked the whole of New York fell into the room an object landing in the middle of the room. A bomb.
"RUN OR GET DOWN" I scream, everyone ran to cover but when the bomb exploded I wasn't far enough, the force from the explosion sent me flying into the wall. My head colliding with the wall first causing me to black out.
#bucky x y/n#bucky fanfic#james bucky barnes#the avengers#marvel#marvel fanfic writer#mcu#fyp#fyppage
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The way you ease my trepidation
Kyle 'Gaz" Garrick x F! Black OC (Clarissa Edwards)
Because I keep seeing posts on people excluding our guy Gaz who's LITERALLY THE MAIN CHARACTER YOU PLAY IN MWI and MWII!!!!!
The storyline follows my main fanfic from Part 15 II - Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F!MedicDoc OC (codename: Blue) 💀💙
WARNINGS: Profanity, fluff, medical inaccuracies (because all my knowledge regarding medicine comes from Grey's Anatomy and that one stint I did as a first aider)
A/N: This is my first time writing a black character, I've heavily used @writingwithcolor as a guide to ensure I am doing my best to represent the characters. Please do let me know if there are any issues!
Song inspo: 'No Blame' - Christina Chong, Move - Milo Greene, Maan Meri Jaan - King and Nick Jonas, Phantom Studies - Marcel Dettmann and Ben Klock
As Kyle made his way to the RAMC building, Soap's voice echoed in his head.
"Can't feel my legs"
"Lt I'm not gonna make it"
He tightened the grip he had on his vest that he still had not taken off, tainted with Soap's blood when helped Ghost with packing the cellox into the gunshot. Checking his watch it was 12:15pm.
Doc should be done by now he thought to himself as he walked through the double doors, walking past all the medical personnel and straight to reception.
He was met by an empty desk, and looking around the wards he could not see the Doctor nor any other authority figure. Kyle slid his hand into his back pocket retrieving his keycard.
The ambush from AQ when they were in Al Mazrah was something they had not expected, especially not with the kind of hardware they were carrying. State of the art machine guns, snipers, RPGs and up armoured vehicles. All this reeked of Makarov's doing.
Squeezing his fist tighter at the thought of Makarov's smug face made his blood boil. He smacked the reception desk hoping to release some of his built up anger, but it didn't help.
It was then he noticed the big whiteboard behind the desk on the wall and moved closer to it, scanning down the list of patient names until he found John MacTavish, his eyes slid across the row and saw Dr Hari Kaur and Dr Peyton Marie as surgeons assisted by Nurse Clarissa Edwards, Nurse Jenny Mao and Nurse Mikey Way. He then saw he was in the ICU bed 12. Looking down at his all-access keycard, Kyle grinned slightly and made his way to the double doors where the sign pointed ICU.
Once he arrived at the ICU, Kyle made his way to bed 12. There he saw Soap, laying on his back, eyes still closed and intubated. Cables where attached to Soap which were connected to the machines surrounding him, beeping rhythmically. The pipe coming out of his mouth was so unnatural an uneasy sick feeling settled in Kyle's stomach as he stepped closer.
"Soap?" He said, hoping that somehow the Scotsman could hear him and wake-up.
But no answer.
"Jesus" He whispered as he rested his hands against the bed where Soap laid. "You gotta wake up mate" He said nudging his left hand slightly.
Still no response.
Kyle sighed and closed his eyes, running his calloused hands through his hair and scratching the nape of his neck.
"Excuse me, what are you doing in here?" A voice behind him said sharply. Kyle turned, his eyes met a nurse dressed in baby pink scrubs that made her deep sepia skin glow, there was a green stethoscope wrapped around her neck that was crowned by black braids that swayed as she moved closer to him. In her hands she carried a tray with a big bag of liquid with a long thin pipe coming out of it.
"Err.. came here to see Soap" Kyle said, trying to remain cool, straightening up to appear more authoritative
"Dr Marie said I could see him" he lied, hoping she won't pester him...
"Really?" She said, her brown eyes widening, a grin appeared on her face. "When did you speak to her?" She asked moving over to Soap setting aside the tray on the overbed table, and then checked his charts that was in the folder hanging on the end of the bed near his feet.
Kyle cleared his throat. Gotta bullshit my way out of this he thought
"Few minutes ago in reception" He said, smiling at the nurse, trying to look at her keycard to identify her.
The nurse looked up from the chart and at Kyle, and raised her left eyebrow.
"Now, that's a lie as Dr Marie is currently snoring her head off in the on call room."
A wave of guilt and anxiety rushed over Kyle as he was rumbled.
"Err-" Kyle stuttered as he looked around the ICU, shifting his weight before looking back at the nurse who was still giving him a cautious look.
"I'm sorry I lied, just needed to make sure he was okay" Kyle admitted, looking back at Soap.
The nurse slightly relaxed, putting away the charts back in the folder and looked at Kyle as he gazed upon Soap. Her gaze met his and his eyes wandered back to her, she gave him a sympathetic smile.
"Alright, five more minutes, I need to give him some meds so you can stay here with me." She sighed moving towards the alcohol gel dispenser, squirting the foam on her hands before rubbing them together.
"Thanks Doc" Kyle said grinning at her
The nurse laughed "I'm nurse Clarissa Edwards, not a doctor" She said "Doctors wear blue scrubs, nurses wear pink or green" She added putting on a pair of pale blue gloves.
"Ah okay, that makes sense" Kyle said, now remembering Dr Kaur always wearing blue scrubs "It's nice to meet you Clarissa, I'm Sergeant Kyle Garrick"
"Nice to meet you too Sergeant" Clarissa said, giving him a big smile. Kyle watched as she moved over to the tray on the overbed table, grabbing the IV bag and hooking it onto the IV stand, and then moved to Soap's right hand, taking the stopper out of the cannula on the front of his hand, inserting a syringe with saline to flush the cannula.
"What's that you doin'?" Kyle asked curiously, peeking over to see what Clarissa was doing
"Just doing a saline flush, making sure any residual medicine is pushed into his vein, and prevents infection." She said, briefly looking over at Kyle's curious face.
"Ah I see" Kyle says "Did the operation go well?" He asked
Clarissa looked up. It was natural and normal for fellow soldiers to be perplexed about medical procedures, especially when their teammates were involved.
"The op went well, Dr Kaur and Dr Marie did their best" She said, not taking her eyes off the cannula as she attached the line of the IV bag.
Kyle hesisted a bit, his left leg began to shake rapidly, the heel of his boot making a rapid tapping sound against the vinyl floor. Clarissa looked down at his foot and then back up to Kyle's concerned face, sensing the oncoming trepidation.
"He got shot in the back" Kyle blurted without thinking, looking at Clarissa, who narrowed her eyes and then returned to the cannula, using an alcohol wipe to clear up the dirt between Soap's fingers.
Kyle wanted to smack his head against the wall. Stupid thing to say, of course she knew that he thought, turning away from Clarissa he rolled his eyes and brought his right hand to his face, running his forefinger and thumb across his brows.
Clarissa took her gloves off, and took a deep breathe in through the nose before exhaling through her mouth.
"The bullet was removed, there was a bit of nerve damage, but Dr Kaur did a neural graft. We won't know the full extent of any damages until he wakes up" She said to Kyle who still had his back to her.
Kyle turned back around
"He said he couldn't feel his legs on the helo" Kyle said, eyes glazed with tears as his mind took him back to the moment in the helo when Soap said those exact words to them.
Clarissa moved away from Soap and then walked around the bed, facing directly towards Kyle.
"You and your team did the best you could, the cellox was a great call, it definitely saved his life" She said, placing her hand on Kyle's shoulder.
Kyle felt a ripple of warmth wash over him as she placed her hand on him, he gazed at Clarissa, who smiled at him, he was struck by her striking beauty and kindness.
"It will take time, at the moment, it is a bit too early as he needs rest to aid recovery" Clarissa stated, smiling at Kyle. "We are keeping an eye on him, and we have the best doctors and nurses around in case anything happens" She added
Kyle's anxiety eased as she continued to reassure him that Soap would be okay.
"I suggest you also get some rest Kyle, I'll give you a call when he wakes up" She said
The continued reassurance and smiles that Clarissa gave him additional comfort. Kyle felt at ease.
"Thanks Clarissa, I'm sorry for barging in and lying" He said, looking guiltily at her
Clarissa laughed and smiled broadly which made Kyle's heart flutter as she gently tapped him on the the shoulder.
"Better get going, don't want to get in trouble" She said
"Ah I won't get in trouble don't worry" He said smiling back as he headed towards the door.
"Not worried about you! I'm saying me! Only authorised personnel are allowed in the ICU, especially not those covered in blood and dirt... no offence" Clarissa said, winking Kyle.
"Shit," Kyle said, realising he dragged his dirty combat boots into the ICU, breaking the clean protocol, he hurried to the door and opened the door, allowing Clarissa to walk through first who had whispered a thank you to him as she passed.
They walked out down the corridor back towards a now busy reception area.
Kyle turned to Clarissa who moved behind the reception desk, grabbing a whiteboard pen before scribbling the names of medicine and time administered on the row where Soap's name was. She turned towards Kyle who was still standing by reception.
"Thanks again Clarissa, you were really helpful" He said, smiling back.
"No problem Kyle, I promise to call you when he wakes up and when I get proper authorisation from either Dr Marie or Dr Kaur" She said, laughing slightly as Kyle widened his eyes at the mention of Dr Marie.
"You won't tell her-" He began
Clarissa's eyes widened and she shook her head as she noticed Dr Jones walk in behind Kyle.
"Clarissa, I need you to check on Miles in ward 3" He said not making any eye contact with her and moved towards the board.
"Yes sir" She said looking at him cautiously as he scanned the board "I'll speak to you later Kyle" She said finally before walking off. Kyle watched on as she walked off
"Bye Clarissa!" He yelled at her and laughed as she turned and gave him another wink.
Kyle walked back out the doors of the RAMC and basked in the sun that shone down on base. Relief washed over him as he took a big inhale through the nose. Checking his watching it was 1:36pm, he had been up for over 24 hours, and decided to take Clarissa's advice of getting some well deserved rest as he headed back to his quarters.
He hoped to see that dazzling smile soon.
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Lip Davenport
Last Updated: May 23, 2024
Early Life
Lip was born to Charlotte and Philip Davenport who named him Philip Fredric Davenport III, after both of their fathers. Charlotte often claimed that their family goes back to the Mayflower, though there is no evidence that they can trace back to anyone on the ship. Though both of his parents families come from old money. The nickname of Lip was bestowed on him by his older sister, Cordelia - who he lovingly calls Cordy. He hates when people call him Phil or Philip and prefers going by Lip outside of professional settings. His father was often absent in his life, missing milestones and a few birthdays "because of work". Growing up in Greenwich, CT in a wealthy family, he learned horseback riding after being gifted a horse he named Jerry from his grandfather.
Teen Years
Lip attended an all-boys private high school. Known for being the life of the party, he always managed to throw the party of the year with Cordy, whenever their parents were away. He quickly realized he was bisexual as a teenager, taking a liking to a few of his classmates. Coming out to his sister first before his parents, out of fear that they wouldn't be supportive of him, however, his parents took it better than either of their children expected. His family being part of various country and social clubs, he found himself popular among his mother's friends. While vacationing with his family in the Hamptons at 16, he lost his virginity to one of Charlotte's friends.
Life at University
After graduating high school, he attended Yale University as a fourth generation legacy student. Studying business law and psychology as a double major, he was on the path to take a job at his father's company, Davenport & Sons. He joined a fraternity on campus and was known for hosting the biggest raggers, continuing his legacy from high school. He got a job as a tutor during his semesters and did internships over the summer. Despite being known for his colorful social life and packed schedule, he managed to graduate with a 4.0 GPA, and was the first pick as his graduating class's Valedictorian. However, he turned it down stating, "People hear enough from legacy graduates who were born with a silver spoon. There's nothing I can say that hasn't already been said,".
Moving to New York
After graduation, he received several job offers on top of the guaranteed position at his Davenport & Sons. He moved to Brooklyn, New York with the money he earned while working in college, not wanting to rely on his family name or wealth. He wanted to make a name for himself. Which meant turning down the position at Davenport & Sons, and taking a financial analyst position for Dream World Financial. He eventually left his studio apartment in Brooklyn for a lush, beautifully furnished apartment in Manhattan where he currently resides.
Romantic and Social Life
Lip's romantic and sexual flings are just that: flings. He's never had a relationship last longer than six months. Charlotte has a tendency to get a little too involved in his dating life, often chasing people away she deems "beneath him". Known for his charm and as a flirt, he doesn't find it hard to go home with someone. Always known as the life of the party, he has a solid group of friends he's collected through the years from high school, to college, to the professional world. However, he considers Cordy to be his best friend. He prefers people get to know Lip, not Philip Davenport III.
Random Facts About Lip:
He only ever drinks Dunk's coffee - his coffee order is black with two sugars,
His style is always polished. He rarely if ever wears jeans. His fits are well thought out and he does have a tailor. You will never catch him dead in a thrift store.
He considers his ass his best asset. He's worked hard on it.
Visuals:
Misc.
FC: Nick Jonas | Color: #344464 | Font: Gistesy
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FCs for children of Hayley & Elijah's children and some secrets pretty please.
Male
Aaron Taylor-Johnson
Alex Fitzalan
Alex Lawther
Asa Butterfield
Axel Auriant
Brandon Flynn
Brenton Thwaites
Casey Deidrick
Charlie Heaton
Chace Crawford
Dane DeHaan
Daniel Radcliffe
Douglas Booth
Dylan Minnette
Dylan O'Brien
Fionn Whitehead
Giancarlo Commare
Gregg Sulkin
Harry Styles
Herman Tømmeraas
Jack Mulhern
Joe Jonas
Joe Keery
Josh Hutcherson
Joshua Bassett
Liam Hemsworth
Liam Payne
Ludovico Tersigni
Luke Pasqualino
Louis Tomlinson
Max Irons
Maxence Danet-Fauvel
Miles Heizer
Nicholas Hoult
Nick Jonas
Nick Robinson
Nico Tortorella
Noah Centineo
Robert Pattinson
Sam Claflin
Theo James
Timothee Chalamet
Tyler Young
Zac Efron
Female
Adelaide Kane
Alexandra Daddario
Alexis Bledel
Alycia Debnam-Carey
Alyson Stone
Anna Kendrick
Ariel Winter
Bailee Madison
Caitlin Stasey
Elizabeth Gillies
Emilia Clarke
Emilie De Ravin
Emily Browning
Georgie Henley
Isabelle Fuhrman
Jessica De Douw
Jessica Lowndes
Jessica Stroup
Joey King
Kendall Jenner
Kristen Stewart
Kylie Jenner
Laura Marano
Liana Liberato
Lily Collins
Lindsey Shaw
Lucy Hale
Lyndsy Fonseca
Mackenzie Foy
Maia Mitchell
Madeline Carroll
Maisie Williams
Miranda Cosgrove
Marie Avgeropoulos
Megan Fox
Meghan Ory
Olivia Cooke
Rowan Blanchard
Ruby Rose
Shailene Woodley
Shenae Grimes-Beech
Taylor Hill
Vanessa Marano
Willa Holland
Zoey Deutch
Secrets
they've been ingesting vervain as a means to get stronger but it’s taking a toll on their health
they've been ingesting wolfsbane as a means to get stronger but it’s taking a toll on their health
they killed themselves in order to become a vampire to feel closer to their family
they killed someone in order to become a werewolf to feel closer to their mother
they triggered their vampire and werewolf gene when they got into an accident with their friend/ex
they accidentally killed their partner and want to resurrect them because of the guilt and pain they feel
they want to create their own wolf pack and become the new alpha of all the wolves
they put their magic inside of an object and hid it away because they wanted to just feel human
they want to create their own coven and be the most powerful witch
they resent Hope for being the reason that Elijah sacrificed himself
they resent Hope for being the reason that Hayley sacrificed herself
they resent Hope for being the first born, feeling like they don't matter as much compared to her
they want to find a way to remove their werewolf gene
they want to find a way to remove their vampire gene
they want to find a way to remove their magic
they want to find a way to leave Mystic Falls and New Orleans so that they don’t have to be trapped with their family anymore
they're using themselves as a human blood bag, getting a high off of it
when they turn into a vampire they plan to drain Elena of the cure, even if it means her death
they plan to sacrifice themselves if it means that they’re free from this world
they want to rebuild the strix and become their leader
they hate being a Mikaelson because of the pressure the names holds over it
they're creating magically enhanced drugs and selling them
If you need more suggestions with anything we're more than happy to give more!
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The Sloane Family Tree
Maternal Great Grandmother
Name: Ginevra Cristyn Luisa Sloane.
Face Claim: Andie MacDowell.
Species: Witch of the Sloane Coven [A Welsh Coven].
Other: Widower of León. Partner of Michael. Mother of Trystan. Legal Guardian / Great Grandmother of Meghan.
Maternal Great Grandfather ♱
Name: León Salvador Ramón.
Face Claim: Antonio Banderas.
Species: Warlock of the Ramón Coven [A Spanish Coven].
Other: Husband of Ginevra. Father of Trystan.
Step-Great Grandfather
Name: Michael Cuthbert.
Face Claim: Jason Issacs.
Species: Human (unaware of supernatural's).
Other: Partner of Ginevra.
Maternal Grandmother ♱
Full Name: Viviana Angelica Sloane, née Lorenza.
Face Claim: Angelina Jolie.
Species: Witch of Lorenzo Coven [A Italian Coven].
Other: Wife of Trystan. Mother of Rhydian and Eryn.
Maternal Grandfather ♱
Full Name: Trystan Guillermo Sloane.
Face Claim: Oscar Issac.
Species: Warlock of the Sloane and Ramón Coven.
Other: Husband of Viviana. Father of Rhydian and Eryn.
Maternal Uncle ♱
Full Name: Rhydian Julián Giffith Sloane.
Face Claim: Peter Gadiot.
Species: Warlock of the Sloane; Ramón and Lorenzo Covens.
Other: Fiancée of Denise. Father of Leon.
Aunt
Full Name: Denise Abigail Luddington.
Face Claim: Karen Gillen.
Species: Lycan of Luddington Pack.
Other: Ex-Fiancée of Rhydian. Mother of Leon.
Cousin
Full Name: Leon Andrés Luddington.
Face Claim: Nathan Kress & Nick Jonas.
Species: Half-Lycan. Half-Warlock.
Mother ♱
Full Name: Eryn Olwen Rhona Sloane.
Face Claim: Minka Kelly.
Species: Warlock of the Sloane; Ramón and Lorenzo Covens.
Other: Partner of Diego. Mother of Meghan.
Father ♱
Full Name: Diego Xalbador Miguel.
Face Claim: Pedro Pascal.
Species: Warlock of the Madrigal Coven [A Cuban Coven]
Other: Partner of Eryn. Father of Meghan.
Main:
Full Name: Meghan Amberlie Guinevere Sloane
Face Claim: Ana De Armas
Species: Witch of the Sloane, Ramón, Lorenzo and Miguel Coven
#oc: meghan amberlie guinevere sloane#fc: ana de armas#oc: eryn olwen rhona sloane#fc: minka kelly#oc: diego xalbador miguel#fc: pedro pascal#oc: leon andrés luddington#fc: nathan kress#fc: nick jonas#oc: denise abigail luddington#fc: karen gillen#oc: rhydian julián giffith sloane#fc: peter gadiot#oc: trystan guillermo sloane#fc: oscar issac#oc: viviana angelica sloane#fc: angelina jolie#oc: michael cuthbert#fc: jason issacs#oc: león salvador ramón#fc: antonio banderas#oc: ginevra cristyn luisa sloane#fc: andie macdowell
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it's not everyday that i'm caught up with my replies, but that just means i have more time to be on the main. so i would love to see you come and join us while we're in the middle of fun packed event! some of our most wanted are, nick jonas, ashley park, jade thirlwall, the weeknd, andrew garfield, anya chalotra, sam claflin, maude apatow, jesse williams, kristen stewart, ashton irwin and soo many more!
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by clicking the source link, you’ll be redirected to #221 medium gifs [ 268x170 ] of singer/actor, 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬, in the facebook mini-series, moments between the moments. all gifs were made from scratch by me, so please DO NOT redistribute or claim as your own, edit in any way, turn them into gif icons, or use them in other gif hunts! please like/reblog if you found these useful in any way!
these gifs are mainly to help those struggling in the celeb rpc, but feel free to use them however you wish. all i ask is for you to NOT use them to portray minors, use them in taboo rps, incest rps, to fetishize the LGBTQ+ community, to race bend, etc. this is a repost of a gif pack from my other rph blog. commissions/free requests are currently closed, but if you enjoy my work, feel free to leave me a tip!
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hello! so after thinking about it, i’ve decided to change the prices of my paid gif packs to ‘pay what you want’ that way they are more accessible to people. there is a minimum though, but that’s more than enough if you want access to them. right now, there are only 2 gif packs for purchase but you can find them here. if you’re interested in commissioning me, then you can find more information right here!
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◦ 「 ☆ 」 COMMISSION! —— By clicking the ✦ SOURCE LINK ✦, you’ll be redirected to a purchasable gif pack with TWO-HUNDRED SEVENTY-THREE [ 273 ] medium gifs of singer/actor, JOE JONAS, in the Facebook mini-series, Moments Between the Moments, episodes 1-5. The gif pack was delivered to the owner privately and has allowed access for public use! You will be given a ZIP FILE immediately upon purchasing. All gifs were made from scratch by me, so please DO NOT redistribute or claim as your own, edit in any way, turn into gif icons, or use them in other gif hunts! Please LIKE/REBLOG if you found these useful in any way!
If you enjoy my work, please consider leaving me a tip or commissioning a gif pack of your own!
FC ETHNICITY: white (German, English, Scottish, Italian/Sicilian, Irish, French-Canadian)
GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis man, he/him
BORN IN: 1989
AGE IN RESOURCE: thirty-two [ 32 ]
GIFS FEATURE: Nick Jonas, Kevin Jonas, Sophie Turner
CONTENT WARNING: alcohol, kissing, masks, food, flashing lights
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