#nickels

[yootato]

cannot stop quoting this fuckass meme

[funkyjunkyfangz]

POV you get sold to dethklok!!

original under the cut

the shitty ifunny logo really does it huh

[ask-but-beware-the-consequences]

Finito!

Took me a while to use the colors but got there. Why green? They are walking through the colors of their own eyes. From auqa-green (the bottles that, Pickles is trying to reach) to jungle-green (the stairs, that pulls Nathan onward with gravity).

Murderface took the picture (since he has an eye for historical items).

[victoroni-cheese]

Homosexuals

Look at th homosexuals

[mysticalcatbat]

Y’all low key sleeping on Kelly Nickels

[cod-dump]

Tbh imagining Price, who’s never questioned his sexuality (but has always been a relaxed person & ally to his queer buddies) slowly falling in love with Nikolai to the point where he’s both shocked & joyfully surprised (think: crying) that he’s been/is queer…IDK, it makes me happy. Like, yeah, he had healthy relationships with women & his identity/sexuality is valid regardless of what happens next, but…him finding his soulmate (who just so happens to be a man) when he’s past being a kid…it’s fucking romantic to me! 😌

P. S. IDK if you heard but I’ve decided that NikPrice’s official ship name is Nickels, hehe

(Nickels is fucking adorable I might start using that)

Soulmate

PriceNik ficlet

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It hit him after a successful mission. Everyone went out to celebrate drinks and all the food they could eat. Price was sitting in the corner by himself, happy to watch everyone laugh and smile after such a long and gruesome mission that none of them thought would ever end. He was nursing a beer when Nik came over, sitting next to him with a loud groan.

"Tired?"

"Exhausted."

Price laughs as Nik leans back in his chair, closing his eyes and just relaxing. Price couldn't help but stare at his friend, heart warmed by his presence. He wasn't sure how he would've gotten through this mission if Nik wasn't there. Sure, Nik was an extraordinary pilot and Price trusted him to get him and his team to wherever they needed to be and to be there to save their asses when needed.

But Nik just being there, at his side supporting him, that's what helped Price push through. Apparently he was staring too long, long enough for Nik to notice. He cracks an eye open, smirking at Price. Price felt himself grow hot in the face as Nik sits up straighter, Price choosing to look away and take another drink.

"I wonder, John..."

"Wonder about what?"

"If you're in love with me."

Price chokes on his beer, coughing heavily. It draws attention to them. Nik looks at those who chose to stare and they look away. Finally, Price's coughing slows, him turning to look at Nik.

"What?"

"You're not very subtle. Kate and I have been talking about it."

Price's face was on fire, he wonders if his face was a shade of red that matched the heat.

"What-What makes you think I'm in love with you?"

Nik chooses to stand instead of answer. Price stares at him as he leaves the pub, mind stirring with confusion. Has he really been giving off the impression he was in love with Nik? How come he's never noticed or why hasn't anyone brought it up before?

Price quickly climbs to his feet, all but running after Nik. He finds him outside, leaning against the side of the pub. He has a cigarette between his lips, lighting it. Price dumbly walks over to him, feeling like he was looking at Nik at a new angle that he didn't even know existed. Nik takes a drag from his cigarette, sighing as he blows out the smoke. For the first time, Price wasn't looking at him as just a friend.

"This is what I mean by not being subtle. The way you look at me..."

Nik speaks softly, coaxing Price to come closer. Price obeys the unspoken request, coming up to Nik's side. Price finds himself lost in Nik's deep brown eyes. They were so full of emotion. With uncertainty and hope.

"I wondered if you even knew. With your girlfriends you were never afraid to flaunt around."

Price could hear jealously in Nik's voice, something he's never heard before. Price breathes out, leaning on the wall next to Nik. He could tell that Nik was trying to not look at him, instead focusing upwards at the late evening sky.

Price could finally see it. What's been in front of him this entire time.

"I think I am in love with you."

Nik quickly looks to him, his cigarette almost flying out of his mouth with how quickly he turned. They stared at each other for a moment, neither saying anything or daring to make a move. A minute passes before Price reaches up, taking Nik's cigarette and putting it to his mouth. He takes a drag, holding in the toxic fumes for several seconds before finally releasing it. When he breathes out the last of the smoke, Nik moves.

Their lips press together, slow and uncertain. But it doesn't stay that way. Out of all the women Price has kissed over the years, this was the first time he felt that spark everyone talked about when kissing the one they love. Fireworks going over, feeling like he found that missing piece, the end of the red string--

He feels like he found his soulmate.

[lxkeee]

Vox 100% made a yo mama's joke to Alastor and that killed their entire friendship

Vox made a yo mama joke to Alastor when the radio demon was walking away and it made Alastor's head whipped in 180° and breaking his own neck because he can't allow his mama to be disrespected by someone like Vox.

[wrylu]

THEYRE ON A FUCKING CAFE DATE YALL

AJHABSBSHS I LOVE THWM

[fretbored34]

I may be crushed, but at least I'm rich 🤷‍♀️

[valhallan]

Nickels belongs to @flycatchxr 💚

Alternate version under the cut :3

[objecthusbandry]

my nickel is Very Scared of. everything. If something he deems scary happens he runs up to me to hide. I’ll find him curled up in my pockets all the time and on occasion in my hair? I’ve tried introducing him to other objects gently and I’ve tried training but he’ll just sit there and cry until he thinks I’m close enough to him, which usually means skin contact. He cries a lot. Is this normal?? I feel really worried about him and I don’t think this is healthy,,

this sounds like a trauma response - did you adopt him from a shelter or a listing online? if so, you should consider getting a behavioral specialist to examine him

[toomanyfanficsbruh]

if I had a nickel for how many times Amitabh Bachan said "Parampura" to Shah Rukh Khan in separate movies ... I think I'd have two nickels? I'm not too sure if I mispocketed a few but I have two in my pocket and I think that's weird enough...

[ask-but-beware-the-consequences]

[Pickles: Nate'n? Come back to bed]

This idea came to me last month, I could finally do it ^^

Thank Kandi @god-impeaching-dj for helping me with the refs at the first two pics! Thank you Kandii!

[fieriframes]

[Here it is again, yet it stings like the first time. Seems it never ends, double nickels on your dime. I thought we were friends, I guess it just depends who you ask. These feelings tend to leave me with a hole in my chest.]

[flycatchxr]

A quick relevant NPC drop before bed

[soyies]

nickels and nifflers (f)

story details

⤷ newt scamander x reader (edited a wee bit)

⤷ warnings : none

⤷ word count : 715 words

⤷ prompts : “ your a… “ “ wizard? yes. “ “ i was gonna

say idiot but that works “

⤷ summary : in his first few years out of hogwarts he

runs into a muggle in the uk. the niffler looks

awfully similar to a…

more prompts you might like

⤷ cuddle me this (f) (coming soon)

⤷ why do i care so much (a) (coming soon)

with all the rain, it was the perfect time for a bakery to appear on the way back to the hotel you’d been staying at. you made your way inside the small well lit shop, buying some small baked goods to bring to your shared hotel room. the paper bag was stuffed the into the deep inner pockets of your coat. hopefully it should keep you and the treats warm as you find the way back. you began to roam the city streets in the direction of which you came from, not finding anything particularly intriguing on the way. well that was until your eyes watched a thing dart full speed at you. its sopping furry body latched onto the silver button that dawned your coat. in attempt to snatch the them but instead it slowly lost grip slowly slipping into the pocket with the shiny change in your pocket. only in american currency from the last time you had wore it.

your thoughts quickly shifted from the platypus thing to the fast steps paired with light splashes from around the corner that began to move towards you. your eyes trail upwards from the coat pocket to a man in a black or what probably was once gray drenched trench coat. his pants were black, the top half seemingly drier than the ends. his hair was flush against his face, using his non-case holding hand to move it out of his face. he was looking at you, or rather behind you. most likely for any signs of the brown-coated creature that just scampered into your pocket. light panting reaches your ears as he comes closer, stopping in front of you. he takes a moment to catch his breath, eyes frantically looking behind you.

“ uh, hello. have you seen uh… uh platypus! yes that's it. “ he stumbled over his words, avoiding eye contact with his head ducked down. he would occasionally glance up to confirm you were indeed listening to him. if he had looked long enough at your face, he’d see the quizzical look expressed on your face. the two stood in silence for what felt like a minute or two as your mouth would open and close trying to come up with a response.

“ sir…? i don’t believe there are any wild platypuses in England. if there were they wouldn’t be this far inland. “ you explained a look of confusion clear on your face also in your voice as you spoke. “ are you a- “

“ wizard? yes, i am in fact, “ he interrupted in a matter-of-fact tone. his eyes still avoided yours, as he looked down noticing movement in your pocket. a shocked expression washed over your face. if he had looked up, he would have noticed your brows raised high and mouth agape at the information you had just received. in your world, magic didn’t exist. science instead explained all those unexplainable things. even if it hadn’t been explained yet.

“ i- i was gonna say an idiot, but yeah… yeah, that works too. “ you attempted to keep your voice as normal as possible. his freckled face had been brushed with a light pink color. he was slightly embarrassed by his assumption. you two stood silent, neither wanting to say anything to the other. at this point, your pants were getting more soaked as the rain grew harder. so, with your free hand, you took out the little ‘platypus’ and inspected it before handing it to the self proclaimed ‘wizard’. he took it with no attempt to look up to your face. he checked the creature for any injuries before he began to lightly scold it.

“ well… “ you scooted yourself past him, an awkward smile displayed on your own face. you slightly pat your pocket hearing the paper bag. “ i have some warm baked goods in my pocket that are screaming at me to eat them. “

“ o-kay “ he mumbles, not looking up. although it wasn’t a smart decision to out himself as a wizard. luckily they weren’t probably a wizard… right? he snaps out of his trance because of the niffler who is wiggling in his hand. he continues scolding the creature as he moves to a dry spot where he could open the case and put the reckless niffler in.

the animal squeaked as they dropped into the shack. it scurried to its growing collection of shinies. he closed the case and looked up to see something reflecting the lights of the shops. he assumed it was most likely one of the shiny things the niffler. his eyes followed the rolling coin until it fell flat. he stepped closer to the item, picking it up with his index and thumb. he had a closer inspection identifying it as US nickel. maybe he’d go to the US one day.