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I started reading booktok books … Twisted Love

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Me rereading my old fics like

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Twin Tides (Nate Jacobs)

Summary:

Kaitlyn Arundel, a former prep school princess from New York City, was a pawn in her parents' war of a divorce, had a fire in her that was concealed by a facade of naivety and perfection.

Nate Jacobs is the king of the monsters that once haunted him, a master of control born from his own nightmares.

When their worlds collide, lines blur and reflections emerge, hinting that perhaps, they're not as different as they seem.

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Chapter 2 Calmness amidst the Storm | Kaitlyn

Warning: This chapter contains prejudice, strong pejorative language and internalized misogyny. (Both of them are deeply flawed characters, read at your own discretion.)

Kaitlyn Arundel belonged to everywhere but nowhere.

To the glamorous New York, to the exotic Beijing, to melancholic Vancouver, Kaitlyn came, breathed and lived. She didn’t mind the habitual change of scenery. Why would she ever? She adored the privilege of flying above the world, rainy wooden scent of the northwestern coast, the foreign and mysterious capital of an ancient civilization and the vibrancy and grandeur of the city where dreams were made of.

But finding herself in a Californian suburban town was something that had almost sent her over the edge of anger and despair.

“Sweet daughter, it doesn’t matter whether you are in New York or anywhere else. Diamond shines everywhere it travels to.”

“Don’t you blame it on me. It’s your father’s fault that I can’t afford your private tuitions and ballet training anymore.”

“I will be sending allowance on your card. Don’t you ever worry. It’s your mother I am punishing, not you.”

“Kaitlyn, I’ve looked into your profile, 4.2 GPA, outstanding volunteering experience. Keep your academic records as it is, you will get into college in no time.”

Getting to a college? Is the man fucking serious? I do not belong to some low life community college. I belong to an Ivy.

“Kaitlyn.”

“Kaitlyn.”

“Ms. Arundel.”

“I’m sorry,” She adjusted her skirt, forcing the anger and tears down her throat by smiling gracefully, “Please go on.”

“As I was saying, I know transferring across half the country in the middle of your senior year may unsettling,” the principal continued, the appreciation in his voice now laced with a hint of impatience, “But I assure you, there is no need to be.”

“Thank you, Principal Hayes,” Kaitlyn nodded, putting a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing the discreetly ostensible round pearl earring, “To hear this from you offers me great relief.”

Relief my ass.

Every step Kaitlyn took toward the AP Calculus classroom, she felt as if she were Cersei Lannister in Games of Thrones, walking down atonement among stinking peasants of King’s Landing.

Some guys with their poorly arranged shirts smirked at her way, their lustful eyes gazing under her black skirt, while a group of girls whose laughter sounded like those horrendous traffic honking in downtown New York bumped the side of her shoulder, misplacing her expensive shirt.

She peeked back at the the group of girls. Fluorescent pants, their full breasts bouncing blatantly in their tops that served to enhance their youthful sexuality.

They would’ve been sent home, she scoffed, with a slight tilt of her brows, if only this was at the Trinity.

She sat herself in the corner of the first row instead of the centre where she wished to be. She liked attention. Especially the type of attention she receives effortlessly simply by dressing, walking and smiling they way she did. But something about placing in front of twenty ish hormonal teenagers unsettled her. Most importantly, the spot offered her opportunity to observe.

The teacher went on and on about the limit of a function, a notion she had leant in junior year, Kaitlyn’s gaze wandered subtly unnoticeably. One girl was the first of her subject of observation. The makeup on her face was smoky and bold, her winged eyeliner almost reached her brows. She, like almost other girl in East Highland High, wore a short tank top revealing her belly button and petite waist. Then, at least, her eyes finally landed on her breasts, again. They were plump, her round skin rubbed against each other and the rough texture of her top. They captured her attention uncontrollably.

She felt the sensation of her tight, black, push-up bra constraining her flesh like a 19th century corset.

But she loved Victorian corsets.

But it burnt, it hurt.

She returned her mind on the paper, but the image of their horrendous laughter and rude demeanour, the way their breasts bouncing freely and shamelessly played again and again.

Just as she breathed soothingly, preparing to drown herself in the world of mathematics once more, her eyes landed on Nate Jacobs.

Wearing a large blue hoodie, it was obvious in his eyes that his mind was filled with calculations beyond the math.

That night at the carnival, he touched her.

He dared to touch her.

“A lot of men would try to het their hands on a beautiful girl like you. You don’t want to find yourself in that kind of situation.”

Was that a threat?

Nate Jacobs was the image of an archetype she disdained: the arrogant jock, stupid and practically illiterate, actions dictated by sex hormones instead of the brain. Yet the way he spoke to her with the calm and charming mask he had worn , even later that night, the threatening way his gaze locked to that his girlfriend and the way he grabbed her for messing his pride…

For the first time in this dreadful school, Kaitlyn was excited. Among the hormonal driven teenagers, there was a wrestler.

An embodiment of physical strength and strategy.

To be frank, Nate Jacobs had occupied a portion of her mind. A disgust boiled in her stomach as Kaitlyn is recalled the unabashedly greedy look the faces of those pathletic and arrogant high school boys, but Nate Jacobs was everything she liked about men.

Kaitlyn Arundel had made a long mental checklist of the things she liked and disliked about men.

She liked white shirts, crisp and clean, but not the ones that hadn’t seen an iron in weeks.

She liked tall boys, but didn't mind the shorter ones as long as their bodies were in shape.

She hated unkempt appearances, but there was nothing on planet Earth she hated more than fat arms and a round belly.

She liked jeans, snug but not too tight.

She liked sweaters.

She liked confidence, but despised misplaced arrogance, the bluster without the backbone.

She never understood boys who wore makeup, felt it hid more than it showed.

It was one of the things she first noticed about Nate. His confidence didn't just show, it roared.

“Mr. Jacobs, please come with us.”

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Principal Hayes’ voice.

“Maddy fainted, and they found bruises on her neck,” a girl whispered to the person next to her.

“And they think that Nate did it!”

Kaitlyn immediately recalled the image of him dragging Maddy furiously away from the booth after she had called his mom the c word.

To Kaitlyn, the idea of Nate leaving those marks on Maddy wasn’t unsettling. If someone had humiliated her that publicly, she might not have drawn blood, but she'd certainly have sought revenge — maybe by obliterating her future.

An hour later.

“Ms. Arundel, do you consider Nate Jacobs to you a violent individual?”

“No, officer. Nate Jacobs is one of the few who had shown me kindness since my transition to a completely new environment. He is an honest, generous and kind person . I truly believe he wouldn’t do such a thing. He's just not that kind of person.”

Author’s note: after writing this chapter, I realized that her pov, perhaps, is more and disturbing and Nate pov chapters. Even I, the author, got a little disturbed while writing. I know there aren’t as much dramas in the these first two chapters, but I believe it’s essential to take the time to establish their worldviews and give a glimpse of their internal battles. Like Nate, there is a reason why Kaitlyn is the way she is. Her backstory will be explored. Thank you for reading!

Comment pls pls pls! Your comments mean everything to me!

Tag list: @dani-is-a-princess @wabi-sabi1090 @tember1

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I’m writing twin tides and i ship Kaitlyn and Nate like hehesbsbdbevve

They are literally two sides of the same coin.

“Kaitlyn had a long mental checklist she liked and disliked in men.”

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Twin Tides Playlist

Nate Growing Up (Labrinth)

Power, Seduction, Cries (Clint Mansell, from the movie the Black Swan)

Mount Everest (Labrinth)

New Americana (Halsey)

West Coast (Lana del Rey)

Starboy (The Weeknd)

Stargirl Interlude (The Weeknd and Lana del Rey)

Do I Wanna Know (Arctic Monkeys)

Grenade (Bruno Mars)

Sweater Weather (The Neighbourhood)

Gods and Monsters (Lana del Rey)

Prisoner (The Weeknd and Lana del Rey)

Young God (Halsey)

Whatever It Takes (Imagine Dragons)

Formula (Labrinth)

Don’t Blame Me (Taylor Swift)

Without You (Lana del Rey)

@dani-is-a-princess @wabi-sabi1090

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which was more culturally significant? the renaissance or the dinner scene in house of the dragon?

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This is so hot I …..

can you please do some nate jacobs HCs?? love ur work babes🫶🏼

NATE JACOBS: HEADCANNONS + SMUT

MDNI +18

okay i’m gonna start this off by saying, this dude is a very toxic boyfriend. he just loves you so much, it’s hard for him to even picture letting you go.

your relationship will start out sweet and romantic, with him bringing you flowers and chocolates daily.

he’ll take you shopping all the time, and shower you with gifts and money

this dude is a massive manipulator, and you, are the object of his obsession.

he’ll isolate you from your friends, and family while whispering in your ear how he’s the only one who’ll ever be there for you

if you ever try to leave him, he changes your mind with some earth shattering steamy hot sex

“y’ don’t know what you do to me,” He’d say, crying into your chest as you run your fingers through his hair. “i fuckin’ need you right now, i can’t .. i can’t function without you.” he tells you. and just like that, you’re ignoring your friends’ advice once again.

he loves dressing you up, i honestly think he has a dollification kink but that’s not my business …

he will literally go crazy if you wear something he bought you. bonus points if you’re wearing lingerie

POSSESSIVE

doesn’t let guys 1ft within you, and only trusts you around his friends

if some guy is checking you out, nate will make sure he doesn’t.

i can imagine him attacking your neck outta nowhere and giving you a hickey right there. obvi the guy will have looked away, and you will probably be mad at nate for doing something so obscene in public, but oh well..

loves holding your hand, he’ll do it during sex, while he eats you out, or in non sexual settings like when you watch a movie together.

he loves holding you, likes feeling how small you are underneath him size kink anybody??

but i also feel like nate would be good with a plus sized reader too, he’ll have no problem manhandling you just bc you’re a little bigger. and trust me, he can manhandle you.

definitely has a virgin kink whoops!

he will be elated if you tell him he’s your first, he’ll love the idea of teaching you your first everything.

has no problem drawing that dark, dirty side out of you, in fact, if he thinks you’re innocent, he’ll make it his life’s mission to ruin you

his fav position is doggy, just bc he loves being able to pound into you just the way he likes, it also helps that he can see everything from that position .. including your fucking slick ass pussy, gripping his cock as you arch your back, taking every blow from him hips gracefully.

he picks you up from school, work, literally anywhere. i think he would be super obsessed over you, wanting to know your every waking move. he’s just a concerned boyfriend honestly, what if you end up getting kidnapped by some sicko?

boy loves TITTIESSSSSS!

doesn’t care if they are big or small, he will lick, suck, bite, kiss, and occasionally slap ur breasts

his fav thing is when you ride him and he gets to suck on them while you whine at him

would definitely ask you to do anal #sorrynotsorry

okay let’s talk about this breeding kink, bc i know for a fact he has one

loves fucking breeding you

he’ll probably get you on brith control within three weeks of dating you

ik i said his fav position is doggy, BUT his fav position to breed you in is missionary.

he loves it when you stare up at him when you come, in fact, he almost demands it every time you guys have sex

“look at me!” “look at me when you fucking cum,” “y/n, open your fucking eyes and look at me,” and if you do, you’re rewarded with: “good slut” “thank you, beautiful” “open your mouth,”

when you open your eyes, and cover you mouth, letting out the softest whimper when you cum around him, tightening like a goddamn vice around his cock, there’s nothing that makes him cum faster.

he fills you up, i mean i haven’t seen it but i’m sure he has pretty big bal-

and he will stay there for a minute, so the most amount of his cum is inside you as possible, no matter how much you squirm around and jerk, he holds you still in place, breathing heavily.

“take it .. fuck-fucking take it,”

MDNI +18

Nate Jacobs watches as you walk through the party, oblivious to the numerous stares from other women and men.

You’re so beautiful and you don’t even know it.

He watches as you make you way over to him, the pink babydoll dress he bought you swaying as you smile, waving at one of your friends.

Nate blinks, and you bump into Fezco. He spills his drink over your dress and you gasp.

Fucker, Nate think to himself, always fucking trying to mess with his girl.

Fezco apologizes but you shake your head with a small smile, brushing it off with a couple of words.

Nate narrows his eyes as he watches Fezco lean in to say something else, and you glance over at Nate briefly. You nod, and say something else but Nate’s done watching.

You shouldn’t be fucking talking to shithead Fezco.

In fact, he can remember very specifically telling you to stay away from the fucker.

He crushes the solo cup in his hand, not caring as the drink spills on the floor.

Nate storms over, throwing the cup on the ground as he grabs your arm, pulling you away from Fezco.

“Nate, I-”

He gives you one look and you shut your mouth, trying to hide your whimpers as hot tears fall down your cheeks.

“You are such a fucking bitch, after everything I fucking do for you.” His words are like acid as he spits them out, dragging you outside to his car.

He unlocks it from afar, shoving you in front as you guys approach his truck.

“Nate I didn’t do anything,” You whimper quietly, just a mere feet away from his door.

He pushes you harder this time, and you almost stumble in your heels.

“Get in the car, before I fuckin’ lose my temper.” His tone is angry, and leaves no room for argument.

You open the door and get in, still sobbing as you climb into the seat.

Nate slams your door and you jump, sniffling as you hear his door open. He gets in and slams the door too.

“What did he say to you?” Nate asks, and you shake your head.

He’s quiet before he reaches over, grabbing the back of your neck and forcing you to look at him.

Nate’s eyes scan your face, resting more than a moment on your lips before he stares into your eyes.

“Tell me baby,” His tone is soft, and sweet this time.

“He said sorry for ruining my dress, and that it was a shame because it was so pretty.” Nate becomes even more enraged if that’s even fucking possible.

“What did you tell him?” He asks, and you look away from your boyfriend’s penetrative stare.

“Let go of me.” You say, but it comes out weak.

Nate ignores you and his grip on your neck becomes tighter.

“What. Did. You. Say?” The words come out slowly and threateningly.

“I said my boyfriend bought it for me!” You scream out, eyes shutting as Nate lets go of you.

“Y-you did?” His voice is small and confused.

“Yes Nate,” You say, turning away from him.

He sighs before reaching over for you. You flinch but still lean into his touch.

“I’m so sorry princess, I … I didn’t mean to.” He apologizes, cupping your chin and kissing you.

You’re quiet, but you lean into the kiss.

“Did I hurt you?” He asks, pulling away. His hands caress your face softly, and you close your eyes.

“No, ‘m okay. I promise.” Although the stinging on your arm and neck say otherwise.

“Okay, get in the back and lay down,” He says, before laying another kiss onto your lips.

You sniffle again before climbing into the backseat, listening to the blaring music from the party as Nate closes his door.

When he opens the door, you forget everything that just happened. Nate smiles as he shuts the door behind him and climbs over you.

Your boyfriend lays a kiss onto your lips, making sure to kiss you the way he knows you like, biting your lip and everything.

Nate smiles as he lifts up your dress, sucking in a breath as he stares at your pink and white lace panties.

More specifically, the little dark patch in the middle of your panties, wet with slick.

“You’re so sensitive,” He says, bending down to kiss your thigh. It makes you jump, and you almost close your legs, but Nate forces them open with his hands.

“Sometimes I forget how rough I am with my sensitive girl,” He breathes out, kissing your other thigh.

Nate pulls your panties off, smirking as he stares at the slick dripping down your cunt.

“You’re not mad at me are you?” He asks, kissing your clit.

You shake your head and bite your lip. Nate’s smirk grows wider as he pulls your folds apart, exposing your most vulnerable parts to him.

“You still love me pretty girl?” He asks, breathing onto your pussy. His mouth is watering, fucking watering right now.

But he needs to hear you say it first.

Needs to hear you say you need him, that you love him, that you can’t fucking live without him.

“I-I’ll always love you Nate,” You say softly, putting your hand on top of his that was on your thigh.

Nate practically melts at your words, wondering how such an innocent little thing like you ended up with him.

He lays his tongue flat against your pussy, absolutely devouring your cunt. Your hands fly up to your mouth, gasping and crying as Nate abuses your clit.

“Move those hands,” He says, stopping for a minute before going back to eating you.

You’re so so wet, so sweet, and so delicious Nate wants to do this for hours.

He wants to have his tongue buried in your cunt forever and ever, wants to have his face buried between your thighs forever and ever.

“Nate, no! Fuck!” You curse, when you feel his tongue flick against your other hole.

He ignores your pleas, spitting on it before going back to playing with your ass. His tongue flicks against your clit before he goes back to your ass.

“Turn around,” He says, smacking your thigh.

You whine, slowly rising up from the seat and turning around, placing your hands onto the car door.

The sound of a zipper has you curling your toes and you gasp when Nate presses his hands onto your back.

“Arch,” He says into your ear.

You arch your back, and cry out when Nate delivers a hard smack to your ass.

He slaps the head of his cock against your dripping cunt, and not a moment later he slams into you making you moan out.

Nate sets a rigorous pace, hips slamming into yours as his fat cock bullies into your cunt. He doesn’t let you adjust, going right for your pussy and using you like a damn cocksleeve.

The sounds of your squelching pussy echo throughout the car, and you feel Nate’s hand cover your mouth.

“If you ever talk to that fucking dirtbag again, I’ll kill you.” He whispers into your ear, laughing as you clench around him immediately.

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A whore sold for a crown omg… she is a queen

Imagine being captured by the Greens...

"Tomorrow you will acknowledge the rightful king..., " that cunt of a Hand started before you interrupted.

"I already have, as I have the rightful Queen, my mother, who was named heir by the late king, you fucking traitor."

Your reply was met with disdain from both Hightowers, while the false king and his brother seemed amused by the comment.

"That is enough," the green queen cut in, "you will bend the knee, ask for forgiveness and marry Aemond to..."

Another interruption. "To be the new you? A whore sold for a crown?"

Her response was a weak slap that made you laugh mockingly before you continued. "I would rather set myself on fire than serve your vile, little drunken cunt of a son."

Otto Hightower left the room with a sigh, thinking that there is no doubt you are the daughter of Daemon Targaryen.

Imagine being captured by the Greens (2)

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Soul Captive

Nate Jacobs x Reader

Notes: Don't post without my permission.

Y/n felt Nate Jacobs's intense gaze on her, as if his presence enveloped her completely. They were at a crowded party, but everything seemed to fade away when their eyes met. She tried to ignore the sensation, but it was impossible to escape the magnetic attraction he exerted.

Nate, with his confident smile and penetrating gaze, approached slowly. His husky voice echoed in her ear as he whispered her name, sending shivers down her spine. "You're mine, Y/n," he murmured, holding her hand gently, as if subtly marking his territory.

Y/n struggled with conflicting emotions. She knew Nate had a complicated reputation, involved in dark secrets and power plays. However, she couldn't deny the attraction she felt for him. It was as if he understood her in a way no one else could, as if he saw beyond the masks she wore to hide her own insecurities.

They danced on the edge of passion, exchanging words charged with tension. Y/n was torn between caution and the overwhelming desire Nate aroused in her. With every touch, every intense gaze, she felt like she was falling into an emotional abyss from which she wasn't sure she could escape.

However, deep in her heart, a secret part longed to be possessed by him. The idea of being enveloped in Nate's strong arms, of giving in to the dangerous passion that consumed them, was too tempting to ignore. She wanted to be his, even if it meant challenging all her rules and limits.

Nate pulled her into a more secluded corner, his eyes locked on hers with an almost frightening intensity. "You can't deny what you feel, Y/n," he murmured, his lips gently brushing against her skin. "I know you want me too."

Y/n felt her heart race, his words echoing in her mind. She was losing control, plunging into a whirlwind of emotions that both frightened and excited her. And as Nate pulled her into a fiery kiss, she finally let go, surrendering to the possessiveness that surrounded them, knowing there was no turning back.

And so, in that moment, they lost themselves in each other, wrapped in an intense and overwhelming love that transformed them completely. Nate's possessiveness and Y/n's surrender intertwined in a dangerous dance of passion and desire, sealing a fate neither of them could escape.

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Twin Tides (Nate Jacobs)

Chapter 1: Carnival | Nate Pov

Warning; toxic fucked up Nate (his pov is fucked up)

"Yo are you at this Ferris wheel or that Ferris wheel?"

"I know I'm on my way. How the fuck am I supposed to know there are two Ferris wheels?"

Nate paced through the crowd, Maddy's complaints combined with the overwhelming carnival music raged the familiar storm of anger in his chest, threatening to explode at any moment. Finally, the sight of Maddy in that outfit drove him off the edge.

"Why are you dressed like a hooker?"

He demanded furiously.

"What?"

What my ass.

"Jesus Christ, Maddy, I'm here with my parents."

His ire grew with every word, a storm brewing beneath the surface.

"So? It's a carnival."

"No, it's the chilli cook-off, it's very important. I can't have you hanging around the booth dressed like that." Nate walked past her impatiently, attempting to keep his temper in check, not because he felt the need to, but because the thought of Maddy's endless complaints and provocations once she was triggered made him want to do things.

Risky things.

The ones that would feel good yet which his rational judgement dissuaded him from constantly.

Nate Jacobs was many things.

Driven, manipulative, angry, narcissistic, even dangerous maybe, but impulsiveness was not one of them, let alone stupidity. Every time the boy makes a move, he already anticipates the next three.

The cycle was not that complicated.

Anger, evaluation, calculation, action and scheme.

Each of those steps was essential, and he had gotten away every single time, but it didn't mean the process was not exhausting.

So there he was.

He succeeded in controlling his body, team, grades, and people around him. And now comes the most challenging task: controlling his rage.

"Maybe it will sell better."

His fists clenched Maddy's flirtatious and coquette comment. A part of him desired to rip off her revealing pieces, mock her and take her right there and then, "If you want to dress like a whore, I shall treat you like one." The other part burnt with frustration and rage.

"This isn't a fucking joke, ok?"

Does she ever have fucking common sense?

"Why are you being like this?"

No, she does not.

"Listen, my parents already don't like you."

Truth.

"What?"

"Go home, get changed, and come back looking like a person."

Nate hissed and left her standing in the middle of the crowd, toning down the aggression in his voice as much as possible with effort.

"Another breakup?" he queried, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"No," Nate replied tersely, every muscle in his body tensed.

Keep your damn nose out of my business.

"She's nothing but a distraction," Cal observed nonchalantly.

A muffled scoff escaped Nate's lips. Maybe Cal had a point.

Yet what had it ever not been a distraction for him? Some things slip away more quickly, some less so.

First, it was conquering his body, followed by conquering the field, next conquering his mind in the classroom, then Maddy, who was often undoubtedly a pain in his ass, like the night at Mckay's party. Still, it was exactly her unpredictability and her boldness, which some would call shamelessness, that made his quest of conquest interminable, more addicting.

In Cal's head, Maddy was the distraction from his goals.

He didn't like to think about it, but he knew the truth. It seemed that none of it, whether it was football, victories on the field or Maddy, could contain the flame of anger blazing in his chest forever, and it scared him.

"Yo—"

Aaron yawned. Nate frowned, sensing the revolting scent of alcohol in his brother's throat even if he wasn't facing him.

"Now that-" Aaron grinned foolishly at Cal, pointing drunkenly, "Is what you don't call a distraction. That's a girl you fuck for life."

Nate chuckled blatantly with disdain. The mere idea that a girl finding her cunt buried with Aaron's weak drunken cock was one the few things that could echo sympathy in Nate Jacobs' blackened heart.

Nate raised his head, the amusement and disdain written only in the depth of his pupils, which were met unexpectedly with another pair of dark eyes, which, as ridiculous and improbable as it sounds, were so beautifully similar to his.

She was standing in front of the booth, her mouth slightly opened, clearly shocked, disturbed, offended yet holding back her irritation at Aaron's comment for the sake of politeness.

Nate was momentarily taken by her presence, a reaction he would've usually blamed himself for, but this time, he couldn't.

The stranger girl appeared out of place in ways he couldn't even count. Among the teenagers like him, whose hormones for sex and high misted everywhere, her perfectly toned figure balanced between slenderness and fullness, molded into simple yet stylish black dress just above her knees that revealed just the right amount of her flesh straddled the fine between seduction and elegance. It was also the way she held her head high, showcasing her collarbones and snow-like slender neck, despite the ostensible discomfort and startle. It was an inborn pride.

"Excuse my brother," Nate apologized tactfully, putting on the mask of the charming gentleman, "He's a loser."

"Apologize, Aaron."

"Are you fucking serious right now?" The older brother's widened in annoyance.

Before Aaron could retort by unveiling Nate's label-whoring routine.

"Apologize."

Nate repeated, his voice unyielding, it was a command.

"Fuck this," Aaron threw the beer can in the garbage, "Sorry."

Nate watched the irritated and conflicting tension among her features dissipating naturally, replaced by a sweet smile on her doll-like face, "I appreciate it."

He chuckled when pouring the hot chilli into the cup, "I don't recognize you from here," he raised his eyes calculatedly, observing her face, "Are you new in town?"

She nodded with that harmless and innocent smile, "Just arrived last weekend. My mother and I are still adjusting."

Her cheeks seemed so soft, delicate, untouched. And her voice.

If only a girl in East Highland had that voice chord...

"Going to East Highland High soon?" He hands her the chili cup, his fingers brushed against hers, "It's on the house, as an apology on my brother's behalf. It's Nate, by the way."

"I'm Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn Arundel," her lips curled naturally, "Yeah, I'll be attending East Highland High."

He raised his brows, "Junior?"

"Senior," she swallowed.

Nate noticed that faint hesitance, shame, and something else... anger behind radiating through her carefully crafted innocence.

"It's nice to meet you, Kaitlyn," he simply nodded in acknowledgment without further pursuing questions, knowing that he would crack them, one by one, eventually.

"You may want to be careful around here. My brother just has a loud mouth, but he bears no ill intentions."

Kaitlyn tilted her head, her dark doe eyes seemingly confused and surprised.

"A beautiful girl like you," Nate approached her quietly, his large figure hovering over hers, "A lot of men would try to get their hands on a beautiful girl like you. You don't want to get yourself in that kind of situation."

"I'm not trying to," she whispers softly.

"Good girl," He brushes his finger tips on her cheek.

If only Maddy saw this.

It amused him how she would have reacted.

Call him a cunt? Slap her on the face?

He could get used to imagine how he would shield this innocent, sweet, beautiful, decent girl, her face red from the slap, sobbing in shock in his chest, from Maddy.

"It was nice meeting you," Kaitlyn retreated slowly but firmly from their proximity, yet her voice still gentle, her smile defenceless, "Nate Jacobs."

With that, she disappeared into the crowd, the last glint in her eyes screamed an innocence and purity that made his cock twitch, yet something behind those dark eyes had left him unsettled.

Until next time, little girl.

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I would literally kneel

AEMOND TARGARYEN and FLORIS BARATHEON HOUSE OF THE DRAGON (2022-)

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Twin Tides (Nate Jacobs)

Summary:

Kaitlyn Arundel, a former prep school princess from New York City, was a pawn in her parents' war of a divorce with fire in her was concealed by a facade of naivety and perfection.

Nate Jacobs is the king of the monsters that once haunted him, a master of control born from his own nightmares.

When their worlds collide, lines blur and reflections emerge, hinting that perhaps, they're not as different as they seem.

Spoiler: my fav scene in the first part of this fic

"It belonged to my great-grandfather, William Arundel, he was a master jeweler. He made it for George VI, the stammer king. But he never received it." She looked deep into Nate's eyes, a hint of blush staining her cheeks, "I've always kept it, you know, as a reminder of how much someone can achieve through sheer force of will. And tonight, after everything, I thought of you."

She smiled gently, “I thought you could use a reminder of how strong you truly are,” she swallowed, her next words carefully chosen, her voice gentle and sincere, “Especially tonight."

As the night's breeze lightly tousled his hair and ruffled the fabric of his shirt, he felt defenseless. The walls he'd built around himself crumbled, brick by brick, with every second he spent in her presence. A vulnerability gripped him, but this wasn't a weakness; it was a profound realization.

For the first time, Nate Jacobs was not just infatuated, not just entranced. He was deeply, undeniably, and irrevocably in love.

@tember1

[theemptyartdeco]

his and hers

pairing | nate jacobs x fem!reader

summary | when y/n’s toxic boyfriend hurts her she goes to nate and he comforts her before getting his revenge.

warnings | mutual cheating,swearing,mentions of sex, mentions of abuse,mentions of death/killing someone, soft nate jacobs (is that even possible 😟) also not spell checked so sry </3

༄ ‧₊˚ main masterlist | euphoria masterlist

you and nate had a confusing relationship. well at least that’s what people would think if they knew about it. but too the both of you it was perfect.

you were both in extremely toxic relationships and you always went to eachother when things became too much too handle.

you’d always cry into his arms or he’d cry into yours and then you’d fuck. but it wasn’t like being friends with benefits or fuck buddies. you had developed a relationship. sometimes he’d bring you breakfast in bed or splurge on a gift for you. or you would surprise him with something he’d been talking about.

you both had love for eachother and knew you’d do anything for eachother. he’d always promise he’d be their when you needed him most, and tonight was one of those nights.

you were running down the street with a limp to your step and hot tears streaming down your face. just running not even knowing where you were going until nate’s house came into your vision. as soon as you got their you didn’t even bother to text him telling him to open the door. you just knocked on his front door as you tried to catch your breath and control your rapid breathing and the tears falling down your face.

“yeah what do you wa-y/n?? hey are you okay? what are you doing here?” his expression immediately changing when he saw the state you were in as he picked you up and took you to his room.

sitting you on his bed he quickly got up and locked the door not wanting anyone to barge in incase anyone came home.

“n-na-ate please…” you begged holding your arms out just wanting him to hold you which he immediately did but loosened his grip when he heard you wince.

as he heard you mumble under your breath he assumed you were trying to explain what had happened.

“hey shh it’s okay. you can tell me when your ready..” he said kissing your forehead as he tucked you both under the covers.

“thank you” you quietly said as you felt yourself drift off to sleep.

as you slowly started to open your eyes you started to panic when you felt someone holding onto your body. you shot up from the bed shaking frantically.

“hey hey it’s okay it’s just me…” nate said being woken up from your sudden movements

“i’m sorry.” you said tears filling your eyes again as you climbed onto the bed pulling your knees to your chest

“y/n don’t apologize. you did nothing wrong.” he said rubbing his hand on your knee

you realized you still hadn’t told him what happened taking a shaky breath before you started to talk.

“i think i’m done with him…i know i say that all the time but officially done this time. i cant do it anymore.” you said looking into nate’s eyes as he realized you were talking about your boyfriend who he hated.

“what’d he do..” nate said anger taking over his soft expression

“well everything was fine. he said he was sorry for the other day and that’d he’d make it up too me by taking me out too dinner! so we went to dinner and it actually wasn’t bad..” you said a hopeful smile on your face

“but then we got into this massive argument and the worst part is i don’t even remember how it started!! he just kept yelling at me and everyone was staring at us and i started crying cause of how embarrassed i was and because of what he was saying. when he noticed i was crying i knew i was done for cause he threw the money on the table and dragged me out by my arm. he didn’t say anything too me as he dragged me to his truck and then he threw me into the passengers side and he got into the drivers side..” nate noticed how you paused and were hesitant to continue so he rubbed his hand on yours nodding to reassure you.

“um and then he just started to hit me…and u-uh he wouldn’t stop. and i just cried and begged him too stop until he finally did. and then he started driving and he was saying how nobody was ever gonna see me again and how worthless and how much of a slut i was and how nobody would miss me and i knew what he was hinting at so i opened the door and jumped. he yelled for me but i didn’t stop. i had no idea where i was going and i just eneded up here.” you said looking up at him with tears in your eyes.

“holy fuck.” nate said as he just held you in his arms as you cried.

you didn’t even know how much time had passed before nate was lifting you up and placing you on the toliet seat while he ran you a warm bath. he turned around and helped you took off your clothes before gently placing you into the bath. as he went to walk out of the room you called to him.

“hey where you goin’?” you said not wanting to be alone.

“i’ll be right back i promise.” he said leaving a kiss on your head that made a small smile appear on your lips

you closed your eyes and stretched your legs out trying to drown everything out when you heard nate come in. you opened your eyes too see him with makeup wipes, one of his hoodies, a pair of your underwear that you left their just incase you ever needed it and a few of your favorite snacks.

you smiled at him and mouthed a small thank you with which he just nodded back.

he stripped of his clothes and got into the bath behind you as he gently turned your body around to face him.

“hi” you said smiling up at him with your chin resting on your knees pulled to your chest

“hi” he said placing his hand on your jaw giving you a gentle but sweet kiss.

he reached over the side of the tub and grabbed the makeup remover putting it on the cleansing pad.

“close your eyes.” he said as he placed the pad over your eyes wiping your mascara off getting a fresh one to take the rest of your makeup off. once he finished you thanked him once again and gently laid your head on top of his chest as he leaned back against the tub.

“cmon let’s wash you up.” he said as he put some body wash onto his hand before gently scrubbing it on your arms and legs washing it off. when he saw the multiple bruises that were forming he was angry. no he was furious. he knew as soon as he made sure you were comfortable and safe he was gonna give your piece of shit boyfriend what he deserved.

as he helped you wash the rest of your body he drained the tub and helped you out wrapping both of you in towels. you both got dressed and he led you to his bed turning the tv on and putting the snacks he brought for you on his nightstand.

“nate?” you said looking down at him as he was laying on your lap

“hm?” he said looking up at you

“i love you…” you said nervously as that was the first time you’d ever said that to him

“i love you so much y/n.” he said leaning up to place a kiss on your lips

you had laid their with your hand in his hair for about two hours before you fell asleep. nate had been awake the whole time unable to fall asleep due to how pissed off he was. as much as he didn’t want too he carefully got up from the spot he was in he placed a kiss on your head and tucked you in. he quickly went to put his shoes on and went to go walk out the door not before checking on you once more. once he made sure the door was locked from outside he left going down the stairs and getting into his truck. knowing exactly where he was going he started the truck with his fists clenching the wheel.

the next morning you woke up slowly opening your eyes you looked up to see nate peacefully sleeping. you lazily smiled up at him laying your head back on his chest and going back to sleep.

as crazy as it might sound nate was your safe person. he made you feel like the best version of yourself whenever you were with him and you did the same for him. you saw a future with him as he did with you. nothing had ever been toxic between you two before. you were his and he was yours. you were it for eachother.

[theemptyartdeco]

thigh riding | nate jacobs smut

authors note: i ALWAYS romanticize nate. he in NON CANNON. don’t like how he is portrayed, don’t read!

warnings: a little bit of dom!nate x sub!reader

“nate, please!” you gasped as he removed his palm from over your underwear. you had been grinding into his palm for the past 5 minutes, desperate for relief and he was loving every second of it.

“tell me how bad you want me baby, that you’ll use any part of me to get off.” he said in a hushed voice, right next to your ear, then biting your ear.

you whined, “please. please. please. need you so fucking bad. feel like i’m gonna explode if i don’t. such a dumb slut only for you, natey.” you were on brink of crying. you were grinding into nothing, desperately searching for something as you laid next to him.

“yeah baby, that’s it. such a good dumb baby.” he hooked his leg in between your thighs, “keep begging and i’ll let you ride my thigh, sweetheart.”

you gasped at the contact to your clit, electricity running through your body, but he held your hips still so you began to beg, “holy fuck. need you to make me cum so bad. can’t think about anything else except it. wanna make you cum too.”

nate loosened his bruising grip, “good girl. you can move now.” you loved him being in control of your every move when you were like this. you got to work desperately grinding into him, gasping.

nate grabbed your hair with one hand to expose your neck to the side. he slowly leaned down and began to kiss you softly until he was gently biting on your pulse point, “rougher nate, please.” you grunted. you loved nate rough and you knew he loved it too. you trusted him not to hurt you and he knew your limits.

his other hand went to your jaw and brought it up so you were kissing him. he bit your lip and pulled making you hiss. the hand in your hair dropping to your ass and squeezing.

you kissed him with equal fervor and bit his lip right back which he wasn’t expecting. this made him laugh a little, “baby thinks she’s tough huh? wants to be in charge? guess i better stop then.”

he began to unclench his leg so the tension to your grinding so any built up pressure to your release was slipping, “no no no, please ‘m sorry. didn’t mean to, just like bitin you.”

his hand that was holding your jaw loosened and his thumb traced your mouth. it fell open for him and he slid his finger in. you closed your mouth and sucked lightly.

“atta girl, just desperate to suck anything she can get her hands on huh?” he said softly, nate adored how you looked with anything in your mouth. he adored how you looked period when you were being good and listening, but he couldn’t deny what you being a brat did to him.

you nodded, words escaping you, tension building up inside you again, “natey, ‘m close.” you whined softly.

you pressed your lips to his neck and ground your core down onto his thigh, trying to hold off on your release.

“okay baby, cum for me,” he bit your earlobe as his words echoed around you.

you cried out, gasping his name, clenching around his thighs and nate holding you steady.

once you came down from your high, nate kissed you and ran a hand along your cheek, “you okay?”

you nodded, “wanna make you cum, baby.” you smiled and stood up so you could push him back onto his bed.

“that’s my girl.” nate smirked, starting to shrug his shorts off. and that was one of the reasons nate jacobs was in love with you.

[theemptyartdeco]

Twin Tides (teaser)

“Nate's breath hitched at the sight of her now, kneeling before him, prepared to throw away all her previous declarations and boundaries. A dark thrill ran through him; the dominance, the hunger for power, and the desire to control - it all came rushing back. Her act wasn't just about the physical; it was a symbol of surrender, of laying bare her pride, and submitting to his will.

"Are you trying to prove your dedication or seeking forgiveness?" he taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance and desire.

Kaitlyn met his eyes, defiance mingling with vulnerability. "Both," she whispered.”

"Never thought I'd see the day when the Kaitlyn, the high and mighty princess, would go back on her word."

" I told you, I will do anything. I've regretted every single day without you, every choice I made that led us apart. If this is what it takes to prove that I'm all in, then so be it "”

“"You think this? After everything, you think that's the way to show your devotion? I don't want your submission, Kaitlyn. I want your everything, your soul, every fucking part of you. You are mine. Not because you kneel, but because we're bound by something far deeper."

"Then take me, all of me."

[theemptyartdeco]

Twin Tides (teaser)

💌 Nate Jacobs

Summary:

Kaitlyn Arundel, a former prep school princess from New York City , was a pawn in her parents' war of a divorce with fire in her was concealed by a facade of naivety and perfection.

Nate Jacobs is the king of the monsters that once haunted him, a master of control born from nightmares.

When their worlds collide, lines blur and reflections emerge, hinting that perhaps, they're not as different as they seem.

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Chapter 1 Carnival | Nate POV

Chapter 2 Calmness amidst the Storm | Kaitlyn POV