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draconic-distress · 5 months
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ykw 30 day 26!! I couldn’t pick a favorite I love all of them they are so so silly my friends :)
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firelise · 7 months
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I dont think a single being has ever made me more upset than Boston at the end of that latest Only Friends ep, the second he opened his bitch ass mouth i had to stop the video for twenty minutes to compose myself
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liquid-geodes · 9 months
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HEAR ME OUT:
Paid in Exposure -> The Wrecked and the Worried -> Branded -> Phantom
The Nathan Sharp to Phantom pipeline
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randomraytrash · 1 year
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There is something weird in Nate character arc
I love Nate and I like his relationship with Jade. I root for his happiness, I was Nate x Happiness way before season two, because I really relate at many of the mental struggles he faces.
But let me make clear a thing:
Relationships don't fix mental illness.
A new partner will not fix all the problems in your life.
A good relationship can help you, can support you through difficult time, but it won't magically fix you. You need to act, change your behaviour and fix yourself, because nobody will do it for you.
Nate needs to own his fucking mess, he needs to see through Rupert schemes and put his foot down. Because blocking his mistakes (with Ted, especially Ted) like he did during this episode won't help him, avoidance can work only for a short period of time, then it comes back and bite you in the ass.
Because everybody is growing and changing but him (and no, getting a girlfriend is not synonymous of a redemption arc, nor a healing process, especially if all his confidence is still tight with "getting a girl" and without a girl to "show off" he's worthless, which wasn't disproved yet and no, don't spit at your self reflection one time, while never addressing the root cause is not enough). He's risking of getting stuck in the past, in his old mentality, in a fake confidence not internal but tied to an external person (Jade).
Fight forward, isn't it? Get out of that box and live the moment, every moment is worth living, because you are worth it, whatever you succeeded or failed, you deserve happiness in your life.
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That's what I think we should stride for Nate's arc.
It's nice that Nate got a girlfriend (I enjoy them because they are such opposite character and energy), but it'll come crushing and burning down if he doesn't understand why he was able to ask her out. It matters that he found the courage to ask her out for a date, but he matters regardless, even without this accomplishment.
Nobody defined Nate if not Nate himself. And I think Jade can help him realize it, but the relationship with her is not a magic cure (and to be absolutely critical I think they will have many communication problem if they don't learn how properly work things out before a real relationship, since Jade is not really an extroverted person and Nate is an anxious mess ready to misinterpret every ambiguous body language, I know it because I'm the same).
Getting a girl is not the redemption arc, is not the finale, it's barely a consequence of the first step in becoming a better person. I believe (eh, Ted Lasso, isn't it?) Nate is fundamentally a good person, he's a brilliant tactician, funny and sensible, but he's also deeply insecure and he broke the trust, and leash out to people who (truly) loved and trust him and we can say all we want to explain his reasoning (his past bullying, his daddy problems, the miscommunication), but it doesn't chance the fact he was wrong, it's not a justification.
Nate matters with Rupert, and without him (a lot more without him). With Ted's or his father's approval or without. (And already had Ted's, like this episode he went to see him play with his son, Ted already, for the most part, forgive him. Ted doesn't have to accept his apology, but Ted Lasso is Ted Lasso and do what Ted Lasso can do best: treating people with compassion, so he will without a second thought the moment he'll see Nate sincerely regrets).
But Nate does need to do it, though, he's redemption arc is tied with this apology. Because they say hurt people hurt people, and it may be true, but it's also bullshit. Even if your struggle with mental health, you have no right to hurt others.
To do this apology thought Nate needs to grow, needs to build his confidence and self esteem for himself, because he's action were mostly a counteract to a perceive rejection, he is not what twitter says about him, or Jade, or Ted, or his father, or Rupert.
The belief that you matter, you know? Regardless of what I do or don't archive.
Ted is going to forgive him, of course he is.
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taylorhawkins · 2 years
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ok gang I took the set list from the tribute concert in LA last night and compiled a list of videos
(full disclosure I have not watched all of these… it’s too painful for me… I kinda just skimmed through them so if you have better footage I will be happy to update the link)
additionally links are missing for videos I couldn’t find so if anyone has a link to anything that you don’t see here please let me know ❤️
VIOLET GROHL:
1. Hallelujah
JOAN JETT + FOO FIGHTERS:
2. Cherry Bomb
3. Bad Reputation (with Travis Barker)
CHEVY METAL:
4. Riff Raff
5. Owner of a Lonely Heart (with Jon Davison)
6. Heroes (with Kesha)
THE COATTAIL RIDERS (with JUSTIN HAWKINS & JOSH FREESE)
7. Range Rover Bitch
8. It’s Over
9. Something About You
10. I Believe in a Thing Called Love (The Darkness cover)
JAMES GANG
11. Walk Away
12. The Bomber: Closet Queen / Bolero / Cast Your Fate to the Wind
13. Funk #49
MARK RONSON/ANDREW WYATT/DAVE GROHL
14. Right Down The Line
THEM CROOKED VULTURES
15. Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
16. Dead End Friends
17. Long Slow Goodbye
WOLFGANG VAN HALEN/JUSTIN HAWKINS/JOSH FREESE/DAVE GROHL
18. Panama
19. Hot for Teacher
DEF LEPPARD/FOO FIGHTERS/PATRICK WILSON
20. Rock of Ages
21. Photograph (with Miley Cyrus)
NIKKI SIXX & TOMMY LEE/DEREK DAY/FOO FIGHTERS
22. Live Wire
23. Home Sweet Home
ELLIOT EASTON/JOSH HOMME/FOO FIGHTERS
24. Shake It Up
25. Just What I Needed
PINK/NANCY WILSON/FOO FIGHTERS
26. Barracuda
STEWART COPELAND/FOO FIGHTERS
27. Next To You
28. Every Little Thing She Does is Magic (with Jon Davison)
ALANIS MORISSETTE/FOO FIGHTERS
29. You Oughta Know (with Chris Chaney & Chad Smith)
SEBASTIAN BACH/GEEZER BUTLER/LARS ULRICH/FOO FIGHTERS
30. Supernaut
31. Paranoid
GEDDY LEE/ALEX LIFESON
Jack Black intro
32. 2112 Part I: Overture (with Dave Grohl)
33. Working Man (with Chad Smith)
34. YYZ (with Danny Carey)
SOUNDGARDEN/TAYLOR MOMSEN/NIRVANA
35. The Day I Tried to Live
36. Black Hole Sun
QUEEN/FOO FIGHTERS
37. We Will Rock You (with Justin Hawkins)
38. I’m in Love with My Car (with Rufus Taylor)
39. Under Pressure (with Justin Hawkins)
40. Somebody to Love (with Pink)
41. Love of my Life (Brian May acoustic) (alt angle)
Somebody to Love tribute video
FOO FIGHTERS
42. All My Life (with Josh Freese)
43. The Pretender (with Jon Theodore & Pink)
44. Walk (with Travis Barker)
45. Low (with Matt Cameron)
46. This is a Call (with Brad Wilk)
47. The Sky is a Neighborhood (with Patrick Wilson)
48. Creep (Radiohead cover) (with Dave Chappelle and Patrick Wilson)
49. Run (with Omar Hakim)
50. Best of You (with Rufus Taylor)
51. My Hero (with Shane Hawkins!!!!!!)
52. I’ll Stick Around (WITH SHANE HAWKINS!!)
53. Everlong (with Chad Smith)
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time-is-restored · 11 months
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logs the fuck in. what an actually embarassing finale LMFAOOOOOOO
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tsubasagirl · 5 months
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Special Champion Stadium (Psychic) Lobby Dialogue (Japanese Dub)
(disclaimer: I can’t replay it so I don’t have an English dub recording)
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filibusterphil · 2 years
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Big spoilers for the last episode of the Imperfects but I need to talk about it. I’ll leave it in the tags
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ivystitches · 11 months
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the more i think about the ted lasso series finale the more upset i get
#ted lasso#i thought i’d be feeling bittersweet about ted leaving and that’s it#but there’s so much that i didn’t like#so much that didn’t feel like an open ended ending#but like a story that hadn’t been told properly#idk man why is nate on as a kit man and not a coach#i really liked the dutch guy but i don’t like that rebecca ends up with someone we know nothing about at all#it’s lazy is what it is#do not get me started on roy and jamie’s plot#and i have never been a shipper for any ship in this show#but honestly roykeeley fans were done dirty#because they made jamie say that he didn’t want to be with keeley last season#and throughout season 3 i always got the impression that the two had developed a sort of platonic love tbfh#specially from keeley’s pov but also jamie’s#so for the love triangle to come up in the series finale? not a fan at all#not to mention jamie telling roy that keeley sent him the video that got leaked#that was fucking disgusting#and frankly ooc#because the jamie tartt that was so apologetic#and so sure that you definitely should delete and it’s not yours to keep#wouldn’t flaunt that? that’s a really gross thing to do and from what they said about jamie’s character in that episode he wouldn’t do it!!!#i’m just getting more and more upset#and that has been a trend for me with this final season#it doesn’t feel like the final season of this show#and ted’s entire aura was so sad and depressed throughout the finale which made it worse#because i’d have liked him to be happier with his decision of going home#and i would’ve liked if they’d clarified that he didn’t actually end up with michelle because i can’t tell you how much i hate that#i’m not going to even get started on beard’s story or nate’s story because i think nate specially deserves his own post#ted lasso spoilers#jamie tartt
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nateserenas · 2 years
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basically my point is that in any situation, nate would take serena’s side immediately and without hesitation. and that in any situation nate would take blair’s side immediately and without hesitation. he’d side with them, he’d defend them, he’d choose them over literally anyone else. the only thing that ever causes him to pause is having to choose between serena and blair.
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rosymorns · 1 year
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reading thru my old wips and finding the one where nate has to turn lucy and is like 100% sure it killed her and hes just sitting alone in their house w her corpse in the next room. like BROTHER....
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rosesvioletshardy · 2 years
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marinecorvid · 6 months
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throwing ideas against the wall (a la spaghetti) abt how their adventures affect them and I think Gwyn’s gonna lose a couple fingers at least between bw and bw2; she and zekrom get Got by kyurem under ghetsis’ control and while they survive by zekrom reforming into the dark stone and taking gwyn in with it, they still get hit with a nasty amount of glaciates and while zekrom is able to hibernate to recoup that damage, gwyn is just kinda kept in stasis w that frostbite and when she’s freed even though Nate’s Arcanine is there to warm her up it’s not enough and loses something
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valeskafics · 2 months
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"Free Will" - Nate Jacobs x Reader
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a/n: first time writing for nate hehehehe 🩷
Read Part Two HERE.
Summary: Instead of finding Cassie at the convenience store, Nate finds you, his ex's sweet and innocent best friend.
TW: profanity, innuendo, she/her pronouns, afab reader, toxic friendships, corruption/innocence kink, christianity, slight religion kink, oral f receiving, fingering, loss of virginity, tiddy succin, size kink, breeding kink if you squint, creampie, p in v sex, daddy kink
Word Count: 4,000 words
Rating: 18+, MDNI
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Euphoria characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.
Comments, likes, and reblogs are never required but are immensely appreciated 🩷
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To Nate Jacobs, you are nothing short of an enigma. He’s always been drawn to you, Maddy and Cassie’s sweet little friend. Daughter of the local pastor. A good girl, never to be found at a party, never seen with a boy. Hell, he doesn’t think he’s ever seen you out past nine. Which makes it all the stranger when he finds you, sitting on the floor of the convenience store, the fluorescent lights illuminating your form as you munch away on a pack of powdered donuts. There’s something so innocent about the scene in front of him. You seem lost in your own little world, staring blankly ahead as you enjoy your sweet treat. He watches as that cute little tongue darts out to lick your fingers clean before you move onto the next donut, a smirk spreading across his lips as he leans against the shelf in front of you.
“Need something to wash that down?”
He knows you’d die before taking the beer he’s offering you. You avoid his gaze, your cheeks puffing out as you reply, voice tinged with no small amount of annoyance.
“Go away, Nate.”
“Oh, are we doing the cold, standoffish thing?” He arches a brow, continuing to stare down at you, “It’s not gonna work, you know. You’re too cute for that. I can practically smell the sweetness coming off of you.”
Ignoring the double meaning behind his words, you stand to your feet, your voice wavering slightly as you reply, “Yeah, well, maybe I don’t want to be sweet to people who screw over my friends.”
Nate takes a minute to let his eyes wash over the outfit you’re wearing. He’s never seen you in anything like this before. He’s sure you must have borrowed the dress from one of the girls. It’s the most revealing thing he’s ever seen you in, though by East Highland standards, it’s still pretty tame. The baby pink dress clings to your curves, showing off just enough to keep it interesting, to keep him wanting more. His gaze flickers to the cross you always wear, nestled between your cleavage, the sight so fucking tantalizing. Realizing he’s been staring a moment too long, almost enough to rouse suspicion, Nate rolls his eyes, clearing his throat.
“Come on now, we both know Maddy started it. Anyway, what are you doing here so late at night?”
“None of your business,” you mumble, mid-bite.
He has to resist the urge to laugh, shaking his head, “It’s always my business when a cute, innocent little thing like you is walking around this late at night in this part of town. Besides, a convenience store at thirty minutes till midnight doesn’t exactly seem like the sort of hangout one would find the pastor’s daughter at.”
You roll your eyes at his words, moving toward the register to pay for your donuts. That’s when he sees it. The look of utter panic that crosses your face as you begin mumbling to yourself.
For a moment, Nate’s smirk vanishes and he asks you, his voice serious, “Something wrong?”
“I was going to that party at Tyler’s with Maddy and Cass,” the words tumble from your mouth so rapidly that he struggles to understand what you’re saying, “And I got scared and decided not to go but Mads said they were running late and couldn’t take me home and just ditched me here. But I left my purse in her car…” Your eyes dart around the store as you wring your hands nervously, “My phone, my keys, my wallet… It’s all in there… I can’t even pay for these donuts…”
Nate rests his hands on your shoulders, the gesture calming you slightly, “Hey. It’s okay. I get it. Your friends ditched you and now you’re stuck here.” He pauses before adding, unable to resist the taunting edge to his voice, “But this is exactly why you shouldn’t be doing sneaky shit. You’re a good girl. You need to be smarter about stuff like this.”
You scowl slightly, brows pinched together in annoyance as you crane your neck up to glare at Nate, “Thank you, Nate, not like it was my first time sneaking out or anything!”
He narrows his eyes in amusement, his voice a low rumble as he leans in close to you, “I’m starting to get the feeling that maybe the only reason you’re here right now is to get me to play ‘Daddy’ to you. Showing off how bad you are and shit.”
Your jaw drops, “Oh my gosh, ew!”
Nate bursts into laughter at the look of sheer horror on your face as he grabs your half eaten box of donuts and hands it to the cashier, reaching for his wallet, “What? I think you kinda like being told what to do by a big strong man. Having someone watching over you, protecting you. Is it because of the daddy issues?”
“I do not have daddy issues!”
“Oh really?” He teases, leading you out toward his car, opening the door for you, surprising you at the almost chivalrous gesture, “Come on, tell me how he disciplines you when you don’t follow the Bible. You think you’re all sweet and innocent, but deep down? There’s something naughtier and crazier that wants to come out.”
You scoff at his words, fastening your seatbelt and glaring straight ahead, “You don’t know anything about me!”
“Sure I do,” Nate replies, starting up the car, his arm resting along the back of your seat as he glances backward before returning his attention to you, “Daddy’s a strict pastor and you’re a bad girl sneaking out at night.”
“I’ve never snuck out before tonight,” you admit, “And I gotta be honest, it’s not exactly as fun as I hoped it would be.”
“That’s because you’re not doing it with the right people,” he chuckles, glancing over at you as he drives toward your house, “Did they really just ditch you at the convenience store?”
You nod, sinking low into the truck’s front seat, hugging your knees to your chest. If you were anyone else, Nate would tell you off, say that you were messing up the carseat. But he can’t bring himself to say anything to you. Not when you bury your face in your knees, speaking in the most sad, dejected voice he’s ever heard.
“Maddy said she’d take me home if I wanted. But she and Cass just drove away…”
Nate’s brow furrows, his voice soft as he moves to rest a hand on your thigh, just where the hem of your dress meets your bare skin. He squeezes gently, the feeling of your soft, warm flesh beneath his palms making him want nothing more than to keep touching you forever. He sees the way you stiffen, the way your breath catches in your throat, the moonlight reflecting off your eyes and that silver cross… You like this. Just as much as he does.
“I’m sorry,” he says, his voice uncharacteristically gentle, “Those bitches were wrong for ditching you like that.”
“They’re not bitches,” you immediately jump to your friends’ defense, glowering at Nate, the sight of which reminds him of an angry little kitten. It’s adorable, really, “Weren’t you dating Maddy a week ago? You shouldn’t say that.”
“Yeah, I was. Makes my judgment even more valid.”
Nate knows exactly what it is that you need. He’s going to butter you up, get into your good graces. He plays into the stereotypical protector role, just for you, knowing it’s what you crave. What you need. He needs to help you realize that the only person you need is him. Not Maddy. Not Cassie. Him.
“No… Maddy cares about me,” you say quietly, “So does Cass. They’re my best friends.”
“They care about you so much they left you in the middle of nowhere without a way to get home?” His voice is so soothing. So gentle. He wants to lull you into a false sense of security, where the only thing that makes you feel safe, feel loved is him, “C’mon, angel. You’re not their top priority. They like being with you because you’re sweet and innocent and you make them feel like they’re doing a good thing by being in your presence. But the moment shit gets rough or you stop serving their needs, they dip. Am I right?”
Nate’s words are getting to you. He can tell by that faraway look in your eyes, the way your lower lip wobbles ever so slightly. You’re on the verge of tears and he thinks you probably look like the sweetest little thing when you cry. He remains silent, waiting for you to speak.
“I always felt like the third wheel, you know?” You say after a few minutes of tense silence.
“Of course you did,” he murmurs, squeezing your thigh, barely holding back the moan that threatens to tumble forth from his lips, “It’s not like they ever went out of their way to include you. You were on the outside looking in. But I’m here now and I’m gonna take care of you.”
You meet his gaze, brows pinched together, the crease in your forehead signifying your hesitancy as you say, “You’re my best friend’s ex, Nate. I can’t be friends with you.”
“Can’t you?” He arches a brow, leaning in close, somehow managing to keep the car going steady on the now empty road, “I mean, if your so-called best friend cares about you so much, then why are you here, in my car without your phone or money?”
“I…” You nod slowly, “I guess you are being a better friend to me right now than they are.”
“Exactly, angel,” he murmurs, moving his palm up to rest against your cheek, “Isn’t it nice to actually have someone take care of you for a change?”
Before you can respond, your eyes widen in panic once again as you blurt out, “Oh my gosh. I can’t go home.” Nate arches a brow, urging you to continue, “My dad thinks I’m sleeping over at Cassie’s.”
“So what’s the big deal? You just have to get home before morning-”
“Cassie isn’t gonna be home till late. I can’t stay at hers like the original plan,” you groan, burying your face in your hands, “I’ll just try climbing up to my window. I think I left it open. Oh, but what if Daddy closed it…”
“Your window’s on the second story,” Nate replies dryly, giving you an almost condescending look, “What happens when you fall? Or when your dad catches you?”
“How do you know where my window is?” You question, frowning slightly, “You were never in Daddy’s Bible study group. Only Aaron was.”
“I know more about you than you think, pretty girl,” he teases, pulling up a few hundred yards away from your home, “You should just stay the night with me. It’s the easiest solution.”
“I obviously can’t do that!”
“Obviously, huh? And why’s that?”
You give him an unimpressed look, counting off the reasons on your fingertips, “One, you’re a boy. I can’t sleep over at a boy’s house. Two, Daddy hates you. Three, you’re my best friend’s ex boyfriend!”
Nate snickers, pulling away from your house, turning a few corners as he heads toward his own, noting the fact that you make no move to protest, “So, what, cuz I’m a guy I’m gonna do something horrible to you? You have a twisted worldview, angel. Sounds like you’re so scared of Daddy that you’re afraid to live your own life.”
“I’m not scared of him!” You reply indignantly, “I just respect him, okay! He’s my father! The Bible says ‘honor your father and mother-”
“Respect, huh?” Nate lowers his voice a bit, “Are you really going to let Daddy dictate the rest of your life to you? Let him keep you under his thumb forever? I mean, do you think God gave us free will so that we spend our lives obeying every little rule? Or do you think we were given free will so we can live our own lives and find our own happiness?”
You furrow your brow, sniffing slightly as you mutter, “I don’t like that you’re making sense, it’s messing with my worldview.”
“Maybe you should explore other worldviews, sweetheart,” he says, his voice soft, playful even, “You shouldn’t have to hide the person you really are under all that ‘Christian’ bullshit. I bet you have a dirty side. One that’s just dying to come up. And you’re waiting for the right person to bring it out of you.”
Before you can say another word, the two of you have pulled up at his house. Nate refuses to allow you to open the door, hopping out of the truck and jogging around to your side, opening your door, undoing your seatbelt, and helping you out. He sees the way you fluster at the attention he’s showering you with. You like this. Being taken care of. You want him to treat you like his little princess, his baby girl. No daddy issues? Yeah fucking right.
The house is quiet and so Nate assumes Cal is out doing God knows what and his mom must already be asleep. So he rests a hand on your lower back, guiding you to his bedroom. It’s almost like he’s a wolf in disguise, and you’re his sweet little lamb who he’s bringing to his den to devour. You look so small and vulnerable as he closes the door behind him, reaching into his dresser to toss you a shirt. You stare at the garment in confusion, making Nate smirk.
“You’re not planning on sleeping in that dress, right?” You remain silent, shifting your weight from foot to foot, gaze averted, making him sigh, crossing the room to you in two steps. He tilts your chin up to face him, “Relax. Nothing’s going to happen. At least, that you don’t want to happen.”
You let out an annoyed huff, turning your back to him, “Can you turn around so I can change?”
Nate snickers at your modesty, but does as you ask, though you don’t realize he’s still staring at you through the mirror. The sight of your bare back, those white cotton panties that hug your hips and the curve of your ass, it has him fucking salivating. You pull his shirt on, and the sight of it completely swallowing you whole, falling almost to your knees… It reminds him of how much bigger he is than you. How he could just fling you over his shoulder and do whatever he wanted. His cock stiffens at the thought, and he smiles to himself. He tugs off his own shirt and jeans, tossing them aside, waiting for you to get into his bed and give him the okay to turn around. When he does, you let out a surprised squeak at his lack of clothing, grabbing his covers and pulling them over your head. You’re so fucking adorable. So innocent.
“Why are you shirtless?!”
“You don’t expect me to sleep in my jeans and shirt, do you?” He asks, a cocky grin playing on his face as he crawls over you, his body pinning yours down to the bed. His gaze travels to the cross you wear, a reminder of your innocence, the threat of your father’s anger. And it makes this all the sweeter. He leans in close, his lips nearly brushing against yours as you try to shy away, “You’re so innocent. Bet your daddy would be so proud if he knew how pure his little girl is acting right now.”
“Nate? What’re you doing?” You ask, gazing up at him with wide eyes.
Nate brushes his thumb over your lower lip, pressing down against the soft flesh ever so slightly before teasing, “What do you think I’m doing?”
“I can’t…”
He notices the way your body trembles and grins at you, “Oh, what’s this? My little angel getting all hot and bothered, huh? You want me to take care of you, don’t you, baby?”
Your voice is breathless as you admit, his nose brushing against yours, “I… I haven’t even kissed anyone before, I…”
“You know what?” Nate murmurs, “I think we should go ahead and change that. I can’t have my angel missing out on any life experiences, can I?”
Nate leans in closer, his breath mingling with yours, lips just close enough to touch, but not quite. He stares at you intently, watching the way your eyes slowly shut in anticipation of his kiss. And then, he presses his lips against yours, reveling in the soft gasp you let out at the feeling. His large hands cup your face as he slips his tongue between your lips, allowing it to massage yours. You’ve never done this before, and he can sense your insecurity, your hesitancy. And so he’s more than happy to take the lead, letting out a low groan as he kisses you harder, his hard body pressed against your softer, smaller one. His hand moves down to your neck, tugging at the cross necklace he’s never seen you take off once in your entire life, releasing it to move further and further, down to your thighs.
“We can’t,” you mumble between kisses, though you make no move to push him away as he grabs your ass, squeezing hard, “It’s a sin…”
“Shh,” Nate whispers, pressing a finger to your lips, “God isn’t watching, baby. Your father isn’t watching. It’s just you and me here. Let me take care of you.”
His hands slide under your shirt, higher and higher before he reaches your soft, round breasts. Nate runs his thumbs over your nipples, his mouth meeting yours again in another heated kiss. Your back arches against his touch, your body curving against him as you moan softly.
“Daddy…”
Your eyes go wide as you realize what you’ve just said, slapping your hand over your mouth. Nate freezes for a moment. That little slip up, that innocent, wide-eyed look… It awakens something in Nate that was always there but he kept it so very well hidden. He lets out a low noise, almost a growl, pulling you to him, his mouth devouring yours. You whimper softly as he moves one of his hands away from your tits to graze against your pussy over your panties. He can see the way you’re trying to fight your own desires, a wicked little smile spreading across his face as he coos.
“Come on, baby. Spread those legs for Daddy. Let him see what belongs to him.”
Your eyes, glazed over with lust, part and he rubs you over the fabric of your underwear, your hips bucking against his touch. Nate tugs your panties down your legs, admiring you, staring at you for a long moment before moving his tongue to lick a long stripe along your slit, making you let out a yelp of surprise. Your knees press together at the foreign sensation, but he holds them apart as he sloppily licks at your wet little cunt. The sweet little sighs and cries that fall from your lips as he tastes you, his large hands holding your thighs apart… It has him achingly hard, his cock straining against his boxers.
“Nate, wait, my stomach feels funny-”
He ignores your protests, your weak little attempts at squirming away, enclosing his mouth around your swollen clit, his teeth grazing against it for a moment, the cold sensation startling you before he begins to suckle at the sensitive bud. You nearly scream his name as you come on his tongue, but he’s not through yet. He buries one finger knuckle deep inside of you. You’re so fucking tight around him, your sweet little pussy squeezing him so tight, that he can’t wait to bury his dick inside you. He begins to pump his finger slowly, your hands twisting in his hair as he continues mouthing at your clit, fucking you with his finger.
Nate adds a second, then a third, keeping his eyes locked on yours, watching the tears of pleasure spill down your cheeks as you roll your hips against his mouth, his fingers. He can hardly even move the digits with how fucking tight you are, curving them to rub against that spongy spot deep inside of you, feeling you soak his fingers, coming hard, your arousal soaking his hand, his bed. He grins at the sight. He’s never had this happen before.
“Did I…”
You look so embarrassed. It’s adorable, really. He shakes his head, lifting your shirt enough to reveal your gorgeous tits, tossing the garment aside, his mouth wrapping around one of your nipples. You gasp at the feeling, and he grabs your cross, placing it between your lips so that it remains out of his way as he mouths at your breasts, continuing to rub slow circles on your clit.
“You squirted for Daddy, baby. You’re doing so good for me. Can’t wait to fill you up with my cock.”
“But we can’t,” you whine pitifully, though you grind your hips down against his fingers desperately, “Daddy, oh God, please-”
He looks up at you, a devilish smile on his face, “No God here, baby. Just me.”
Nate moves to your other breast, mouthing at it eagerly, pushing his fingers inside your wet cunt again, pumping them agonizingly slow, preparing you to take his cock. It doesn’t take much to make you come again, your body already so sensitive to his touch. He pulls away from your tits to watch the way you squeeze around his fingers, your face twisted in ecstasy as you reach your peak again.
Feeling satisfied with how well he’s prepared you, Nate moves to take off his boxers, freeing his long, thick cock. He’s pretty sure with the awed way you’re looking at him, this is the first time you’ve ever seen a naked man before. Then you ask him, your teeth digging into your lower lip, in that sweet little voice.
“Will it even fit, Daddy? It’s so big…”
“I’ll make it fit, baby.”
He slaps the head of his cock against your clit, watching the way your whole body quivers before slowly pushing the tip inside you. You’re so fucking tight, he thinks he might just cum from this alone, but he grits his teeth, slowly pushing, inch by inch, until he’s balls deep inside of you. You cling to him, your arms around his neck as he begins to cant his hips against yours, slowly at first, then faster and faster. He hears your breathy little gasps as he pounds into you, your cross falling from your pouting lips as you gaze up at him.
You look so gorgeous like this, he muses, as he rasps against your ear, “So perfect for me, baby. Tell Daddy how good he’s making you feel.”
“Feels so good, Daddy,” you babble mindlessly, rolling your hips against his, your eyes rolling back, “Oh my God, oh God…”
“Don’t take the Lord’s name in vain, baby,” Nate snickers, landing a smack against your ass, dragging a little yelp from your lips, “Now, you want me to cum inside you, don’t you, baby? Fill this pretty little pussy up? I know that’s what you want, huh?”
“Yes,” you cry out as he moves faster and faster, rutting against you, “Daddy, please, feels so good, please cum inside me, fill me up, Daddy!”
With one more thrust, he cums inside you, a loud moan leaving his lips as you squeeze around him tight, reaching your own peak and milking his cock for everything he has. You lay there, curled up against his side, his sweet little angel, the moonlight filtering in through his window to shine on your silver cross.
Everything is going to be crazy come school Monday when everyone finds out what happened, but for now?
You’re safe and sound in Nate’s arms.
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hearteyedpup · 11 months
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