#c:nathan

[badvlantex]

Had it ever been about the OEA, though? Maybe TJ put on a good show, and maybe some part of him needed it to be true, needed to act that way for reasons that were beyond anyone's understanding, but they were an excuse. All of it was an excuse for the selfishness, for his own purposeful undoing. Was it a good enough excuse for reason?

Ever since the fight with Briggs, TJ had been replaying it in his head, wondering if he'd ever get the chance to make amends for his actions that day. But this was not Briggs, no, he was just using Nathan in his place. Was he just as wrong for that? Using Nathan as the bait, risking Nathan's life for his own gain, a sacrifice.

TJ knew he had been a monster that day with Briggs. But even then, it was not enough for him to give in to the dark desire to understand what it felt like to take a life. That was his greatest fear in this fight. In a way, TJ was starting to grasp his father's words about sacrifice. But understanding was not the same as acceptance. Why would TJ fight a battle he did not believe in? The real battle was within himself, as it had always been. These outward fights were just ripples of a burning desire but the hesitation always keeping him back from falling. By choosing to withdraw from the fight now would that even serve as a base for the answers to the questions?

As Nathan's hands gripped his throat, TJ knew he should fight back. But he did not - not even against the crushing pain or the struggle to breathe. No one would intervene, not on the OEA's side. There was something poetic about this moment that stayed his hand.

Even as blood flowed and Nathan yelled at him, TJ resisted the natural urge to fight back. He focused instead on the promise he had made to not let the violence get to this point, not with his hands - but if another's - was it really keeping the promising by allowing someone else to do it? What he wanted was to understand himself, whatever the cost may be even if that was his own end, or maybe it was another's.

Whatever it was, the fight for TJ remained on the inner. As the outside started to fade and the room darkened, so did the life. TJ welcomed it, his eyes starting to shut, he was hoping at least to find peace of that day and not have to face the troubles of this day. But would he even be allowed that?

@thornecrown

He wasn’t being stopped. Why wasn’t he being stopped? There should have been gunfire by now, an OEA attack upon him, something, anything. Nathan should be dead, or at the very least tased and dragged out of the party. Instead, he just kept going.

His question hadn't needed an answer, not really. He knew. Of course he already knew, maybe just as much as Tj. He was who they would make an example out of. He was the monster that each and every person in this room were made out to be. Nate and his unpredictability, his volatility had played right into the OEA’s hands and more importantly, right into Tj’s. 

His fist connected with Tj’s face with another hit, the ferocity causing for the blood to splatter back and cover his face and shirt. Eventually, he became aware of somebody grasping at his jacket to trying to pull him back, but it hadn’t taken much for Nathan to shake them free in his rage. Upon doing so, he stumbled forwards, but just enough so that he could drive a foot into Tj’s stomach. 

It couldn't be certain what was worse, his inability to stop himself, or the the fact that this was exactly what Tj wanted and he still, couldn't stop. Wouldn't, stop. With Tj on the floor and showing no signs of getting up, Nathan dropped to his knees beside him, his hands wrapping around the hunters throat. “Fight back” he spat, his trembling hands tightening their grasp.

There was an unusual stillness to the room, the music continuing to play on added to the overall eeriness. Half of the guests were simply allowing it. What was one less hunter in the city, right? But others were beginning to stir, begging Nathan to stop, but the pleads weren't registering. 

No OEA came to Tj’s rescue, though. That surely spoke volumes in itself. There was a moment of realisation however, through the midst of his rage. His eyes glanced down towards Tj, barely able to make out his features beneath the blood. He wanted to watch the life drain from his eyes. Maybe Nathan was the monster.

[colins-bridgerton]

kate’s thirty, flirty and thriving results

top 30 television families

10) lucas & nathan scott (one tree hill)

[ofwishfulthinking]

who: @tctteredwings where: ambrosia lounge

Regulars were what kept the business going. Sure, there were walk-ins or the occasional bachelor party that flooded the lounge with new people, but the regulars were the ones who kept them going. Leila knew that each of the girls had their favorite. It was almost impossible not to. When you saw someone almost every evening, when they looked at you as if you were the center of their universe, when they paid you for the work you did… it was impossible not to develop a fondness. It was especially difficult not to think fondly of that person when they were someone from your past.

"I didn't expect to see you tonight," Leila greeted as she came to stand in front of Nate. She'd met him a handful of times throughout her modeling days, but had gotten to know him much better in recent years. Funny how life worked that way. "Has someone come around yet to take your drink order?"

[touchofsomething]

Bachelor Party

“Ravi, I know you wanted to keep things small, but that doesn't mean we can’t have any fun and do a few traditions” Matthew smiled “I mean I can’t let my best friend go out without at least one night to remember”

“That’s what I’m talking about” Jasper said excitedly and patted Ravi’s shoulder “and you kind of owe me for choosing your best friend as your best man over your step brother”

“Fine” Ravi relented “but no strippers or anything, you know Owen would lose his mind if he found out” and as if on cue the doorbell rang “I can’t promise that” Matthew smirked and ran to get the door, opening it to see the insanely attractive man on the other side “Perfect”

@indiemcn​

[touchofsomething]

Matthew knew that this was probably a bad decision in the long run, but he saw the look of pleading in his son's face and looking at Nate he could finally see the same in the boy's.

"No baby" Benjamin went up and kissed his boyfriend "I know things haven't been easy for you, but I want you to do this so that you know your place is here with us....with me" He cupped Nate's face and gave him one more kiss "I'll be back in a couple hours and we can talk okay. I love you"

Benjamin looked at his dad "I love you both" and with that he made his way out.

Once his son was gone Matthew had resolved himself to do this "I want you to be as comfortable as possible Nate, so if fucking means is what you want I can do that". He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off "How should we start? You want to kiss me?"

Nate looked at him and he felt that he couldn’t sleep because of what happened to him and just how ashamed of himself he felt when he wanted to use his body to get what he wants and he thought sex was something that sells and it was all he had known thanks to his dad and the fact of what he had to do in being on the streets and living a life of pain and darkness that he couldn’t escape from .

“I just thought that is what you do when someone helps you give them your body and everything you have. ” he paused for a moment as he looked at his boyfriend and he heard what he said .he couldn’t sleep at all and he was going to let his father be with him .

Why ? He didn’t understand until he heard him say it and let his dad do this for Nate to help him become better and know love and not pain when he does what he does for a bit of money and a place to rest his head for the night .

“I don’t deserve you Benjamin I am a piece of shit who don’t deserve someone who wants me for what I am .you saved me from myself when you became my friend and after you decided to fall for me .but I will do this because I want to find out what it’s like to be loved and have an adult care about you and not cause you harm ”

He was ready for this to happen and yet as he sat in the room on the bed he played with his hands unsure of what to do and how this will work and if at the end of the day he will still be with Benjamin or everything will change and he will loose it all and end up back on the streets and all alone.

“I want to fuck you if you fuck me and I just fear that we will hate each other and regret this because i just don’t want to regret anything about this when it happens.when will it happen? I feel horrible about putting you both in this situation ”

His voice was low and filled with pain as he feared he might not be with the one he loved once this happened and for Nate love was something he wanted and he had it with someone who is too good for someone like him .

[katemontgomcry]

special delivery - @nathan-cartwright​

Kate knew it wasn’t exactly right of her to make sure that Nathan wasn’t tangled up in something he shouldn’t be if he was going to be pursuing her best friend and it also wasn’t right of her to be walking through the halls of the hospital, looking for his office. She lifted her eyes when she noticed the dark-haired male walking out of a room. “Dr. Cartwright?” She said, her tone sweet as she put her hands behind her back. “Do you have a few minutes to... chat?”

[bornofbloodandwater]

@mettleborn​

               Freezing.

Avoiding heat sensors was easy for a creature such as her, shorts and a tactical wrap around her chest and ribs. Cold blooded body leeched of all warmth in the chill of the night. Despite the icy blood running thick in her veins, slowing her body considerably, the siren is still silent, ever-shifting and swift.

Xiomara had no previous knowledge of the target, she kept herself far from the workings of humans as often as she could. The intention was to kill, take as much as she could in ways of hard-drives and data, dropping the bag where she was instructed in exchange fo the rest of her payment. Felt simple enough, not much different from the average arsehole she’s contracted to kill. Just a few extra steps involved and a lot more money. She’s ordinarily extremely well paid, uncommon for her to be shocked by the price on a head of any man.

Coming in through a skylight into what felt like a very odd bedroom of some kind. Concrete and glass. Gaudy to the eyes of someone so inclined to nature. Eerie silence stopping her in her tracks as she enters into the halls. No sign of life. Drawing her weapon from a knick in her palm. Drawn only by a rising sense of suspicion and the light at the end of the hall. Silent as a ghost.

[aoife--moran]

Aoife grinned when she spotted him, the twins sleeping in their wrap carrier against her chest. “It’s my saviour,” she chuckled as she approached. “How are you enjoying the day? These two seem to be captivated,” she said sarcastically, motioning to the sleeping babes.

@preacherwyndham​

[romeokenton]

nathanxcline​:

romeokenton​:

“Mmm, I dunno. I think you could pull it off. You could tell everyone somethin’ stupid like..you got into a fight with a shark and won. Y’know, like in grade school?” He suggested, hoping to make Nathan feel a little better in the wake of his face injury. Reaching out to gently tilt Nathan’s chin so he could could get a better look, he narrowed his eyes at the injury and then shrugged. “You’re still real pretty, if that’s what you’re worried about. I doubt anyone’ll even notice. They’ll be too bust ogling your body and begging you to cure all their aches with you magic hands. I’d say keep on icing it and hope for the best. Also…I think you should tell me what the hell happened or else I’m just gonna ask you every hour every day until you give up.” 

“I saved a bunch of orphans from a burning building?” He added on, smiling softly at the corner of his mouth. If anything, Romeo could always be counted on for some comfort. He couldn’t think of anyone in the Haus that he’d rather bother with his injury than his fellow masseuse. “I’m glad my face is the least interesting thing about me.” Nathan pouted softly because he knew Romeo wasn’t lying. There’s no way he would leave him alone until he got the full story. If anyone deserved to know, it was Romeo. “Alright alright.” He sighed, leaning into the ice in his hand. “I was in a closet with a guest, too small of a closet, and when he was taking his shirt off, he hit me with a back elbow right to the face.” Nathan winced just thinking about the impact of it. “I guess I should be happy it missed my nose.”

- 

“Now you’re getting it. Throw some puppies in there too and you’ll have everyone thinkin’ you extra sexy in no time,” he affirmed, pleased to see the small smile tugging beginning to take shape on Nathan’s face. Romeo had never been the best at cheering people up, but jokes were always his go-to. Sometimes they worked, sometimes they didn’t, “Hey, I didn’t say that. Don’t use my compliments to be self-deprecating.” Pouting right back, he quickly dropped the act in favor of listening eagerly to whatever story had Nathan so embarrassed. “Ouch, elbow to the face. That’s one way to ruin the mood. Or did it? Or did you guys fool around in there even after?” 

nathanxcline​:

romeokenton​:

“Mmm, I dunno. I think you could pull it off. You could tell everyone somethin’ stupid like..you got into a fight with a shark and won. Y’know, like in grade school?” He suggested, hoping to make Nathan feel a little better in the wake of his face injury. Reaching out to gently tilt Nathan’s chin so he could could get a better look, he narrowed his eyes at the injury and then shrugged. “You’re still real pretty, if that’s what you’re worried about. I doubt anyone’ll even notice. They’ll be too bust ogling your body and begging you to cure all their aches with you magic hands. I’d say keep on icing it and hope for the best. Also…I think you should tell me what the hell happened or else I’m just gonna ask you every hour every day until you give up.” 

“I saved a bunch of orphans from a burning building?” He added on, smiling softly at the corner of his mouth. If anything, Romeo could always be counted on for some comfort. He couldn’t think of anyone in the Haus that he’d rather bother with his injury than his fellow masseuse. “I’m glad my face is the least interesting thing about me.” Nathan pouted softly because he knew Romeo wasn’t lying. There’s no way he would leave him alone until he got the full story. If anyone deserved to know, it was Romeo. “Alright alright.” He sighed, leaning into the ice in his hand. “I was in a closet with a guest, too small of a closet, and when he was taking his shirt off, he hit me with a back elbow right to the face.” Nathan winced just thinking about the impact of it. “I guess I should be happy it missed my nose.”

- 

“Now you’re getting it. Throw some puppies in there too and you’ll have everyone thinkin’ you extra sexy in no time,” he affirmed, pleased to see the small smile tugging beginning to take shape on Nathan’s face. Romeo had never been the best at cheering people up, but jokes were always his go-to. Sometimes they worked, sometimes they didn’t, “Hey, I didn’t say that. Don’t use my compliments to be self-deprecating.” Pouting right back, he quickly dropped the act in favor of listening eagerly to whatever story had Nathan so embarrassed. “Ouch, elbow to the face. That’s one way to ruin the mood. Or did it? Or did you guys fool around in there even after?” 

[ears-for-days-russel]

{Nate & Russ ~ Private}

Sometimes I forget you’ve not been here long. You seem so comfortable wherever you go. Have you been to the pier before? Or, I suppose this particular one. There are several. 

@nathanbenson

[little-earthquakes-rp]

Closed Starter // Nate // Welcoming Committee 

Lennon had just gone to bed when the call had come in. Apparently, a new wolf was seen moving into the Franklin district. Naturally, the pack was up in arms over the situation and felt threatened by a packless alpha. Wanting someone to seek out the intentions they sent in the level-headed beta. Another pack member passed on the information he’d been spotted in the small diner on the main street some days prior. Entering the small establishment she immediately scented the other wolf. The placed was filled with humans with body odors and perfumes mingling with the wafting smell of breakfast food, but still, the heavy alpha scent broke through it all. 

Walking over to the booth she smiled before asking, “May I join you?” Sliding in across from him she made herself comfortable. Knowing they were the only weres in the vicinity the conversation was going to be discreet. “I’m Lennon. Consider me the welcoming committee of the Reynaud’s Pack.” 

[romeokenton]

Slipping up behind him on a mutual break, Nathan lowers his voice. “Merry Christmas my fellow ho ho hoe. I don’t have an appointment for the next hour if you want to sneak into the sauna with me.”

"You know I do, handsome. What kinda ho ho hoe would I be to decline an offer like that? Just give me a sec and I'll be ready," Romeo promised, sneaking a quick kiss from his coworker.

[ofwishfulthinking]

As Malachi listened to Nathan describe his perfect self care day, he couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips. It sounded so perfect, just a relaxing day of prioritizing rest. The smile grew when Nathan mentioned spending time with his girls. It was a nice little image. "So, what's keep you from doing it," Mal questioned. It was rich coming from him, seeing as how they'd both confessed more or less to being married to their jobs. "Aside from work, of course." As if that wasn't a big enough hindrance. But at the end of the day, work came and went. Malachi knew that, intellectually. Still, it was easier said than done. "I mean, we could both promise to take a day and do all the self care things we've talked about. I'm sure neither of our jobs would go up in smoke." Even as he said it, Mal knew that he couldn't be one hundred percent sure. There was always the possibility that things would fall apart when he was away and he'd return to find that the gym had experience irreparable ruin, but that was a risk he had to be willing to risk. "I think we've both earned a day off."

Mal could feel the heat rush to his cheeks. He was sure, in fact, that the tips of his ears were on fire. He'd never quite been good at giving compliments, and had been even worse at receiving them. Still, attractiveness was an objective fact, he supposed. "That sounds nice," he commented, brushing off his previous embarrassment. "Just a lot of time with Athena and Vince and his family. I don't really have much going on outside of that. Oh," he added, almost as an afterthought, "I did discover recently that I have a sibling. So, that's fun."

A snort of laughter very nearly escaped Nathan at the other's words. He supposed it was a strange subject to settle on really, the pros of massage 'and touching in general' as Malachi had said. For a moment, he pondered the question and placed a finger to his lips in thought, tapping it there, once, twice. "First off, I'd sleep until eleven, I'd allow myself the lie-in that I constantly deny myself. Breakfast next. ( Well, brunch I suppose considering the time. ) So, brunch, at a cafe in town. I'd sit outside if it's not too cold, enjoy a large black coffee and eggs benedict." Another moment's silence. "Maybe take a walk, enjoy being in the moment for a while. I'd take the girls for ice cream." Probably not what one would expect from a self-care day, but they never did get enough quality time together. "After that, I probably would stop in at a spa for a couple of hours, unwind a little. The evening would probably consist of my favourite movie and my favourite takeaway." He laughed then, shaking his head. "So, yeah, that... possibly," he said, shoulders lifting in a nonchalant shrug. His companion's reaction to his previous comments brought on another laugh and a brow lifted a little. Not everyone was good at taking compliments and he'd witnessed it all in his time. "Thank you," he responded, dipping his head in a slight nod, the beginnings of a playful smirk appearing. "Most of my time has been spent with my daughters really, whenever I've had a chance. How about you? Any time for anything else?"

[colins-bridgerton]

kate’s thirty, flirty and thriving results

top 30 television male characters

5.) nathan scott (one tree hill) 

[charlie-bee]

Vows- Nate & Charlie Roy

@nathan-roy

She was nervous. The make-up artist Rachel had hired already yelled at her for fussing and crying after reading Nate’s note and listening to his Mix CD. It was perfect, it was so...Nate and it was why she liked him so much. Manicured hands settled on top of the gift she had for him as she looked out the window of the ‘fancy’ car Nate had gotten for her.  “I’m getting married today.” She announced to the driver who simply chuckled. Maybe he could sense how nervous she was. She couldn’t quite help it. Charlie had been waiting for a moment like this since she was a little girl but never did she imagine it would be something like this. Smiling when she tapped her fingers against the side of her jeans, she couldn’t help but realize how much she liked Nate. Her dress was sitting somewhere in Trixie’s apartment along with her shoes and accessories she had once had her heart set on wearing. The only two things that sat beside was her mother’s veil and Robert Roy’s bracelet. 

It was at that moment that Charlie was tempted to text her soon to be father-in-law and make sure everything was alright. Nate and Charlie knew a lot of people and City Hall would be packed but in the room while they exchanged vows, only a few people could attend and she imagined the patriarch along with Trixie, Liv, Mason, and Marcus making sure no one lost their head. The thought made her smile. She was truly surrounded by amazing people. Charlotte Brewington was blessed. The roads had been paved from the snow but the icy conditions made it terrifying to drive in and when she looked up and realized her driver had made a detour, she slid closer to the driver’s seat, hand resting on the separator. “Excuse me? City Hall is the other way...” 

But he didn’t answer and she felt a growing, overwhelming sense of nerves in the pit of her stomach. “I can take the train from here! It’s okay!” She tried to think of things to do. Call Nate? Call Rachel? Jump out of the car? Text Mason? And as she gathered her thoughts, she looked out the window, brows furrowing when the car went down fifth avenue. 

“Ma’am. You said you were getting married today. Well, you can’t do that without a fiance...” 

Despite the cold, she lowered the window and her heart began to race. “What?” 

That was when she spotted Robert Roy at the bottom of the stairs and her tears began to form. 

[badvlante]

If anything was going to drive TJ to actual murder, it would be the mall cop bullshit. He had to do his best to not throttle this guy. "No reports of hostages in a mall, but I'll make sure you're next in line to be held responsible for all of it." Trying to restrain himself, though, would be difficult if this guy kept it up.

Nathan blew a raspberry, rolling his eyes expressively before quipping “isn’t there like a mall you’re supposed to be saving hostages from or something? instead of you know, bothering me.” Shrugging his shoulders before leaning closer; he made it clear that he wasn't finished being an asshole just yet. "The concern was touching though. Misplaced, but touching."