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a rick / nick ship aesthetic that @fiierlis didnāt ask for , but that they get a n y w a y .
did uāall know this is my otp ?

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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā maybe it was the brush with death sending zach into hysterics, but there was no containing the deep belly-laughs choking out from his lips. Ā he stood with both hands on his knees, a mess of rainbow confetti from that stupid party popper at his feet. Ā it was supposed to be a dumb prank. Ā zach would hide in the old freezer, ready to pop the plastic party favor in nickās face as soon as he turned the corner. Ā of course he hadnāt anticipated any fellow undead freezer buddies.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā once his laughter calmed and the adrenaline rush wore off, zach straightened up to take a deep breath. Ā his hand found nickās shoulder, giving mr. serious a brotherly squeeze as a silent means of saying thank you. Ā he really did appreciate nickās concern, and if it wasnāt for his quick reflexes, zach would be dead on the floor ā or worse.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā not a scratch. Ā hey ā- dude, Iām sorry. Ā it was a stupid joke, I thought this place was wiped cleanāa those things. Ā I owe you one. ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā continued | @fiierlis
heās here, and that alone means more to her than anything else.Ā Ā the world ending is never something you wish for, nor is it considered something good, but with this curse she got the gift of getting herĀ brotherĀ back. no, it hasnāt been easy, andĀ noĀ he wasnāt always there towards the beginning, but heās here now. heās always had a way in calming her, undeniably. when no one else could get her to say what was on her mind, why she was crying, especially when she was littleĀ --Ā it was always her big brother. he always had her back, which is partially what contributed to her having his even when it was notĀ reciprocated.Ā
she leans into his touch, eyes squeezing shut to let more tears cascade down her cheeks, and she shakes her head. everything was okay, everything was finally put together ; they had a home, they had each other, they were growing crops again -- for the first time in aĀ longĀ timeĀ (Ā Ā even when things were rightĀ ), everything feltĀ normal. sheās always been independent, but this world amplified it -- made herĀ hard.Ā Ā yet, she still breaks in his arms, hands all of her burdens over to him to alleviate the weight on her chest.Ā Ā i love you so much.Ā god, she doesnāt hear it enough. often, she thinks heĀ doesnāt.Ā Ā āĀ i love you, too -- āĀ she sobs it out, voice catching as the words are choked out. but hereās the thing: she doesnāt wantĀ to fight, but sheĀ will. what she needed was for him to bring her back down to earth, get her head screwed on straight. her head shakes again at his suggestion, reaching for the gun that rests in her lap while eyes stay on her brother.Ā Ā āĀ we do this together. iām not leaving you. āĀ Ā she never will.
āĀ //Ā written forĀ @fiierlisā,Ā continued fromĀ here.
WRITTEN FOR @fiierlisā, CONTINUED FROM HERE.Ā Ā //Ā Ā ā
sheĀ hatesĀ this.
itāsĀ annoyance, frustration, pain...Ā -- when did she startĀ Ā lovingĀ Ā him so much? the day she was born. all throughout their childhood, all throughout his troubles, all the way up untilĀ now, and for the rest of forever. heās her big brother, her rock -- herĀ idol. thereās no one she cherished more, not even their father, and, at the time, not evenĀ matt. nick would always be the choice because nick is herĀ family, nick is her blood, and she knows that he has such a beautiful heart despite his demons and the squalor he leaves in his wake.
right now? she doesnāt thinkĀ heās going to die, she knows. she can feel something in the pit of her stomach, and it might be either partially or directlyĀ related to the fact they lost their mother not too long ago. somehow, some wayĀ --Ā sheāll be the last one standing. why? because sheās always the one left alone. it may be her own selfishness that she doesnāt want him to die, but isnāt that just the way it is? thereās always going to be a part of you that is selfish when you lose a loved one and thatās something thatās exempt by default. thatās not something you canĀ control. sheāll admit it, she doesnāt know what sheād do without him. she doesnāt know if she would die along with him or keep fighting. either that or be an entirelyĀ different person.
the place isnāt far.Ā Ā heās missing the point. one second, one minute, one hour, one day, one month, one yearĀ --Ā it doesnātĀ matterĀ how long it is, itās all too much. why canāt she go with him? heās treating her like how mom did. let her crawl on her hands and knees when itās convenient, like to clean up after her brother during withdrawals or something else, but when itās inconvenient then, well..Ā youāre too youngĀ or, the back-handed way of saying it is:Ā i need you to stay here and do this, this, and this. like itās somehow going toĀ Ā sootheĀ her to feel like sheās included in the groups activities!! -- itāsĀ not. she isnāt a child, thatāsĀ Ā longĀ gone.
while he wrestles around with his things, preparing himself for his venture, she takes the time to look to the ground in an attempt to bring herself back down to earth. itās such a double standard. why doesĀ heĀ get to choose how things are going to be done? of course, this is just her bitterness and herĀ fearĀ of losing her brother causing her to be somewhat irrational. whatĀ isnātĀ formed by an irrational mental status is her reaction to what he says next:Ā iāveĀ alwaysĀ come back.Ā her headĀ sssssnapsĀ back up, eyes finding where her brother is, soon standing up along with him.Ā Ā āĀ -- you think youāveĀ shownĀ me that? āĀ a scoff,Ā Ā āĀ youāve showed me that it takes the worldĀ ending, along with a lot of us almost getting killedĀ to find you every time you ran, to get you anywhere near me with a ten foot pole. āĀ sheāll apologize for all of this later. after the words are spoken, she brings the palms of her hands to her face, head shaking as she turns on her heel to face away from him.Ā no oneās gone until theyāre gone.Ā justĀ when there was hope of her cooling down, he drops this bomb.Ā Ā āĀ -- donāt. āĀ how could he evenĀ thinkĀ about saying that? itās too soon, itāsĀ insultingĀ --Ā he canāt use that on her.
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Daryl admitting heās tired?Ā Not overly likely most days.Ā Busted though.Ā The way heās barely sitting up right when Nick walks into the roost and catches him says some shut eye might be a good idea.Ā Problem was?Ā Body exhaustion doesnāt equal your brain willing to turn things down a notch so sleep is a definite.Ā Instead of this half in, half out dangerous as hell limbo.Ā Blue eyes meet Nickās and his smile seems too crooked not to be some sort of apology.Ā āThanks..Ā You sure?Ā Been quiet most of the night so it wasnāt much work.āĀ Booted feet swing over onto the sleeping bag heād been sitting on and leaning back lets him reach his bag.Ā He drags it into his lap.Ā Ā āAlready set up here and not ready to pass out yet.Ā Care for some company?Ā Ya mind?āĀ He nods downward gesturing towards his bed seeing if Nick minds that he stays a while.Ā Or, hell, he could crash here.Ā āYou can wake me up if you gotta go.ā

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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā IT STILL SEEMS LIKE a day ago without rick grimes instead of YEARS. his death had created a much bigger hole in nickās heart and watching carl fall into the same bullshit spiral he had when his father passed was unbearable to watch. why was he unable to help? why couldnāt he find the words? rick had always said nick was like him in many ways, so what happened? the night had started with carl DRINKINGand nick stuck in a corner, fumbling with a coin heād found, turning it over and over until it SLIPS and rolls its way to where carl is sat. as if the useless currency triggers the younger boy, he speaks, bitterly and so broken down.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā a truth. one he had a hard time spilling in front of the elder, not wanting to seem WEAK. witnessing the explosion, the sudden realization that HIS OWN beacon of hope had finally died out crushed him. it always ends in fire for him ā fire and no body to be laid to rest. while nick had shut down and spoke not much about the older manās death, some nights ( MUCH LIKE THIS ONE ) he couldnāt escape the heat behind his eyes and the painful ball curling up in his throat. Ā ā neither was i. he..i miss him. Ā ā Ā thinking more about the situation, he and rick were dreadfully ALIKE minus one part.
Ā Ā Ā Ā they both caused an explosion in front of the eyes of their loved ones, to SAVE them, but unlike rick, nick was alive. and that hurts the most.
š« It shouldnāt be like this. Things could have gotten betterĀ with the communities if Rick had just let the people go who didnāt want to be there. Who didnāt want to work with former enemies. Carl had told him not to kill every Savior, but Rick had taken it to extremes. Wanted to build this... amazing, loving world or something for Carl and Judith. He knew where Rick had been coming from, but now Carl couldnāt help feeling that all of this was his fault. It was hurting so many people, and it was all because... Carl had been tired of fighting? Rick... Rick had had to die for... that?
āWouldāve been better if I never made it outta Alexandria... Night Negan bombed the place.ā He slumped further against the wall, part of him wanting to actually just go back to that time. Try to fix so many things. Maybe prevent the disaster heād become and everything that had happened to the communities since they lost Rick. The more he thought about it right now, the more sick he felt, but the images, the thoughts, the memories... nothing would leave him. They stuck. They just stuck.
For a minute he found himself staring at the floor. It felt like time itself had just ceased to move along the day Rick died. As if Carl had just forgotten what time was. He just knew the sun rose and was replaced at night by the moon. That was a day. How many went by? How fast did they go by? It was all a blur to him. Like it was all the same day. How many times in a single day then could he have gotten this drunk? He was still here against a wall because he knew he couldnāt stand.
āStupid thing is, Iād probably be dead already if I didnāt have Daryl watchinā out for me. Donāt even realize how much Iām drinkinā half the time... More than half the time.ā After a few seconds of staring at the now half empty bottle that heād consumed over the course of the day - a record for slowness, probably - he returned it to his hand and downed more of it than heād hoped he would. When he set it back down, he cracked his knuckles a couple times and stared blankly at the floor again, halfway to where Nick was on the other side of the room.Ā ā...Iām scared. I donāt even know why. I just always feel scared. Ever since my dad died... the feeling just stays. Sits there. Just... consistent.ā
written forĀ @fiierlis, continued fromĀ here.
how can he trust him again?Ā heās was justĀ beginningĀ to trust him when he decided to pull his stunt. the joke of it all is thereās not a lot he can blame him for because heās theĀ same.Ā they both have similar demons, their addictions are their worst enemy, the hate they hold for themselves...Ā it could wipe out nations. and the thing is, he reallyĀ hasĀ started to care for nick. itās too soon to be sure exactlyĀ whereĀ his feelings lie, but heād be kidding himself if he said they werenātĀ remotelyĀ intimate.Ā
at his words, brian canāt help butĀ scoff,Ā taking a few steps towards him.Ā Ā āĀ are you kidding? you seriously havenāt even made anĀ effortĀ to know me, have you? -- weāre the sameĀ nick, iām not better than you. you think youāre sparing me by leaving, but iām going to get into the same amount of trouble with you away, maybeĀ more. āĀ why is there such a prominent ache in his chest when he speaks to him? itās undeniable that theyāreĀ toxicĀ together, given the chance, but heās never been big on his health.Ā thereās oneĀ thing he hasnāt confessed to him yet:Ā Ā āĀ i know... about the addiction? itās not because anyone told me, itās because iām theĀ same. ā
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Ā Ā Ā he had wanted to take the edge off so focusing wouldnāt feel like a damn burdenĀ and he could stop shaking like a leaf. who could survive with withdraws wrecking them to the point they wanted to curl up and die? what nick hadnāt counted on was being spotted as he popped the pills into his mouth and crunched them up like candy, body whipping around until heās faced the source of the voice. ādonāt,ā nick warns in a near whisper. ādonāt act like you know me well enough to give a damn about my well-being.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā the concern from jonathan angers him for some reason and he doesnāt know why. actually, he doesnāt know why heās not being smacked upside the head and yelled at for doing something wrong. how dare this person fucking care about an unsteady junkie still popping pills while the world falls into shambles around them? nick canāt leave the room. no, instead he lingers because some teeny weensy part of him is curious about the boy. āāitās to help with theā¦with my uhā¦issues.ā he stammers, waving his hands about as if itāll help him process his words better. āshouldnāt you be asleep? why arenāt you asleep? go to sleep.ā
JONATHAN WASNāT SURE what to expect when he approached Nick and whether he should be prepared for an unexpected surprise from the other teen. He had been on his way back to bed from using the bathroom when he heard some rustling in the room down the hall and nosed his way inside with his knife brandished. A time before Nick had arrived there had been a couple, one of whom was bit and during the night the woman turned and took out several of their group members. Sounds that went bump in the night never did seem to bode well given the current atmosphere of their grueling circumstance.
When he sees itās just Nick, the Byers boy returns the knife back to its sheath at his hip. His concern grows exponentially when he studies the scene heās stumbled upon. āIām not judging, Nick. I donāt care what you need the pills for.ā He states, calmly trying to maintain his stoicism, swallowing down hard on the lump working its way up his gullet. āIām just looking out for you-- thatās all. If we donāt take care of each other-- weāre fucked.ā Jonathan gives a simple shrug of his shoulders completely ignoring that Nick had asked him a question and then proceeded to urge him to just leave altogether.