#ft. nate

[aliscncooper]

👐 snog marry pie: travis, shane, nate

“This feels entirely loaded but in the spirit of the game… I’d pie Nate simply because he brings up seeing my side boob any chance he gets, marry Travis- even with Mrs. Wilson and our boys trying to make Shane my husband, and I guess that leaves snogging Shane… even though that feels unnatural to even say.”

@travmarshall @shanepcrker @nate-strauss

[will-york]

When the York's moved to Tonopah Valley....

William had been a week away from turning twelve years old. He had been anxious about the move, but overall supportive of whatever his father needed to heal. But Simon and Percy could tell how down he was. And so a tradition was born for the young Sagittarius, born at exactly 7am on November 24, 1985. On the morning of his twelfth birthday, at 6am, Percy and Simon stirred Will from bed and they all bundled up and got in the car to drive to Lake Mead. As the sun started to rise close to 7am, they sat on the hood of the car, drinking coffee (or hot chocolate in Will's case) and his father's would cheer as the hour hit, celebrating his arrival into the world, re-defining that day in 1985 for Will all over again.

The morning of Will's 38th birthday was no different, except over the years a few guests had been added to the crew that piled into the car while it was still dark out. As Will got older, he always found himself waking up earlier and earlier on his birthday, preparing more to leave with. What had once been hot chocolate and coffee was now coffee and breakfast sandwiches and whatever pastries could be piled into a box at that time of the morning. This year, like many others, Theo and Chloe were already in the kitchen with Percy and Simon (not that Theo had ever left the house) and they all piled onto him with hugs as soon as they saw him. To be surrounded by love was something that humbled him every day. But especially on his birthday.

There was always a moment during his birthday where he couldn't help but wonder about his birth parents. 38 years later and he still wondered about his first year of life, of what it must have been like when his biological parents held him in their arms. If they thought of him on this day or if it was just another day in November for them. Every year he tried to forget and every year he found the thought lingering in the back of his mind despite how joy filled the day was.

This year would include his usual lunch with Logan, a constant of theirs, a little moment for the two of them to giggle and gossip. A pause in the midst of a full day to enjoy a good meal with someone who brought out the silliest parts of him, the parts that reminded him he really was just some dude on this spinning rock. It was a moment to be reminded that he really did have the most special people in his life.

Which was exactly why the afternoon and evenings were truly for the boys. An afternoon ride through town with Cole and Nate, a dinner they'd never treat themselves too on the regular and mounds of dessert by the time the rest of the guys joined them. All to be rounded out by as many drinks as he could handle at the Outpost, blushing as Beau made a thing of letting everyone in the bar know it was Will's birthday. Which was usually how he got the most free drinks and Beau got a decent profit for the night. Laughter and shoulder pats, big hugs and endless teasing. A true loved filled day, celebrating a man who was trying his hardest to truly reflect that love back on himself.

Which is why in order to continue the good feelings of the day, Will fixed his fingers to inquire whether a certain surgeon was free at that latest of hours so he could enter the next year of his life wrapped up in the kind of warmth he wanted to have with him all the time. And a few other things that didn't need to be put into words.

And yet, Will's mind still wandered to the things that were missing. The people that were missing and he found himself wishing that one day, one year, it would all come back to him. Until then, he would be deeply grateful for what he still had. And my god, was it a whole lot of love.

ft. @logandonovan @theodoreknox @chloeandersonx @nathaniel-donovan @colemonroe @beauaustinsinclair @ianmonts

[rhyves]

@natehwang & @kirbyli enviaron: ‘ ¡mira lo que acabo de ganar! ’

' a verrrr ' inclina la cabeza, mirando el peluche que acompañante le extiende. luego aparece una sonrisita burlona en sus labios, se le ocurre una pequeña mentirita, y vuelve a alzar la vista, sosteniendo una pata. ' oye, ¿pero esto de aquí es moho?' cuestiona, ' uf, quizás de hace cuanto siglos serán estos premios~ '

[jettwalkers]

CLOSED　　—　　the raven ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎/‏‏‎ ‎ @nathaniel-donovan

Contrary to popular opinion, strip clubs weren't exactly his cup of tea. The best thing that had happened to The Raven was Nathaniel taking over as owner, but the place's dark past still haunted the memories of some. Jett avoided the establishment at all costs, on rare occasions it was possible to find him there - like on this particular night, making his way through the frantic flow of the crowd under the colorful lights.

"Natey boy" he shouted, identifying the youngest at some distance. Jett stopped next to him, offering one of the glasses he was holding "Let me tell ya, buddy, to face this purgatory I need at least somethin' better than fuckin' vodka mixed with…? Ya see, I don't even fuckin' know what kind of damn shit is in here"

[rhyves]

' nada es gratis en esta vida, ¿o sí? pensé que lo tendríamos claro ' ahí, cruza una pierna sobre la otra, sin retirar la mirada del otro. ' ¿nuestras familias no son el máximo exponente de que solo se triunfa cuando le pones un precio a las cosas~?' y si bien parece decirlo con cierta intención, lo disfraza fácilmente como una broma, como si intentase molestar a su contraparte. deja escapar un gracejo ligero cuando se percata de que el otro ha caído en su engaño, de forma inevitable. incluso tenía otra mentirita preparada por si acaso la explicación sonaba demasiado absurda, pero al final no fue necesario usarla. ' ¿un accidente?' ahí le mira, parpadeando con interés cuando toma asiento a su lado. ' ¿tienes dos pies izquierdos o algo así?' parecía un escenario muy posible con todo el tumulto pese a todo, mismo que para él había supuesto un beneficio. hurtar era más fácil cuando había mucha gente junta. ' entonces considera este sitio tu nuevo refugio. ¿no te encanta la idea de estar con un chico lindo, un trapero y una escobilla?' la broma resuena mas genuina ahora, en lo que se encoge de hombros. ' prefiero que empieces tú. luego voy yo, y así~ no lo parece, pero me gusta más escuchar que hablar ' así terminaba obteniendo información que eventualmente le serviría.

"¿tu silencio tiene precio? qué injusto, y yo que acabo de decirte que soy una tumba." resopla tras obtener respuesta, molestia artificial decorando tono en lo que su cabeza se mueve sutil para demostrar la 'decepción'. "¡ah, haberlo dicho antes! ¿es necesario tanto misterio?" ni siquiera requiere mayor explicación, sólo toma asiento en el suelo para acompañar un rato al muchacho ahora que la opción ha sido colocada sobre la mesa. no tiene inconvenientes para pasar el tiempo, jura ser buen conversador y se enorgullece de poder adaptarse a cualquier tema. "además no creo que sea buena idea salir corriendo con tanta gente afuera, más de un accidente acabaría con mi nombre." y no es lo que busca esa noche, altercado acabaría con el buen rato de cualquiera incluso si se muestra el doble de animado por todas las bebidas que poco a poco van conquistando su sistema. "como sea, tengo buenas historias para compartir, ¿o prefieres empezar tú?"

[youdontjustgiveup]

Why does everyone look like they're here for a funeral? When you're here for a wedding.

[callmegaith]

"They say that war is older than man, no hope at all

Fall to your knees before a machine gun ten feet tall"

Happy spotify wrapped. Thought I'd share one of my fav songs of this year

Also this cuz I'm mentally unwell and I need dudes in love to get through

[nate-strauss]

Which Parker brother do you think you could take?

"Take? Like fight? Neither of them, their muscles have muscles and I think they wrestle animals for a living."

ft. @wesparkcr, ft. @shanepcrker

[musictyme]

50 Cent ft. Nate Dogg- 21 Questions 

[ollieinoue]

Some morning sometime at the Hamptons House [ @n8-shaw ]

"Dude, what the fuck do you mean?" Ollie said, leaning across the large island kitchen counter to grab some bacon for his breakfast. "You know you can't graduate without a major, right? Like how are you expecting to fill out all the credits you need?" Nate didn't really respond to lectures so Ollie didn't add the 'what the hell have you been doing for the past four years?' part that went through his head. "I get thinking about the future is hard, but honestly just separate 'picking a major' from 'the future'. No one is going to give a fuck what you studied in college. Just pick something easy and go with it. Have you tried business? I've already gone through it so like I can just do all that stuff for you… Do you want me to pull up the Ogden website so we can see what they offer. We can throw it into a randomizer and have that pick for you."

[shanepcrker]

starter for: @nate-strauss location: septima poinsette clark library

Eli had been begging Shane for what felt like forever to let him attend Lego Club at the library more often. And, against his introverted nature, Shane had finally relented. He knew his son needed more social interaction than he got on the ranch. While solitude suited Shane just fine, it wasn’t fair to hold Eli back from opportunities to connect with other kids.

The second they stepped through the library doors, Elijah took off toward the designated tables, seamlessly slipping into conversation with the other kids. Shane lingered for a moment, a rare, almost-smile tugging at his features as he watched his son dive into something he loved.

With a satisfied nod, he turned, making his way toward a quiet corner where he could sit and still keep an eye on Eli. He was only halfway there when a familiar face stopped him in his tracks—one he hadn’t expected to see.

“Nate?” He adjusted course, heading toward his old friend. It had been a while since Nate had suddenly left Briar Ridge, and as far as Shane knew, he wasn’t supposed to be back.

[aliscncooper]

Have you ever thought of Shane or Nate as more than friends?

“I haven’t. Those two are like brothers to me- so I guess family is more than friends? But not anything romantic. Thinking of either of them that way feels like going against nature, if I’m being honest. Sorry guys.”

@nate-strauss @shanepcrker

[will-york]

Feels like I've been ready for you to come home For so long That I didn't think to ask you where you'd gone So why'd you go? And you said, "Mhm-mhm-mhm-mmm" And you said, "Mmm-hmm" You said my heart has changed and my soul has changed And my heart, and my heart That my life has changed, that this town had changed And you had not That the world has changed, don't you find it strange That you just went ahead and carried on? And you know I'd say the last time I drank I was face down, passed out, there on your lawn Are we all just crows to you now? Are we all just pulling you down? You didn't put those bones in the ground You didn't put those bones in the ground Honey, come over, the party's gone slower And no one will tempt you, we know you got sober There's orange juice in the kitchen, bought for the children It's yours if you want it, we're just glad you could visit

@nathaniel-donovan

[snnydcysa]

@intrcducingme sent: 😴  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  comforting  your  muse  after  a  nightmare.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  comfort  mine )

normally  sonny  didn't  have  nightmares.  if  anything,  if  she  was  extremely  exhausted  she  would  sleep  walk  and  destroy  things.  however,  this  wasn't  the  case.  her  nightmare  filled  with  the  faces  of  people  that  she  loved  betraying  her.  leaving  her  for  the  worst.  it  was  enough  to  cause  her  to  wake  up  gasping.  feeling  the  tears  spill  from  her  cheeks  as  her  gaze  scanned  the  area.  realizing  she  has  fallen  asleep  in  the  prop  house.  at  the  same  time,  nate  wandered  in  and  almost  immediately  came  to  comfort  her.  in  which  she  sniffled  and  pulled  her  usual  excuse,  “i'm  fine..  i'm  okay.”

[ccxcorioni]

Nate's Place with Nate Cooper @aqxatofana

Adrenaline had been coursing through her system too strongly during the party for it to sink in what had actually happened. It was only once the high had left her and the chaos had cleared that she any of the actual details reached her. She had quickly pieced enough together to know she needed to head to Nate's, using her key and announcing her presence so he didn't think her some intruder. "Let myself in." Checking on her older brother had seemed like the right thing. He hadn't been able to catch a break and now he had to deal with the knowledge that his boss, the man he believed he owed so much to, was dead and that the daughter of the family he was there to protect had been shot. "Have you eaten yet? I got a discount for that pizza place down the street." Caretaker wasn't a role that she usually rushed to pick up and although she did want to be there for Nate, there was no denying she had an ulterior motive too. "You know how she's doing?" Cami, that was. "I brought beer too, didn't know what kind of mood you'd be in." More for herself than him if he decided he want to talk but she lived in hope he might just decide to drown his sorrows with her for company.

[rhyves]

' ufff, ¿te jodió mucho? no fuiste uno de los expulsados, ¿o sí?' se permite curiosear, ' si a mi me visitasen también estaría con un humor de mierda~' pero está seguro que iría mucho más allá. probablemente acabaría desestabilizándose dependiendo de lo que fuese a oír. ' ese creo no me convenció tanto eh ' comenta, pero tampoco presiona mucho más allá. da el espacio para que hable al respecto solo si así le acomoda, sino, simplemente navega a través de un tema diferente. ' mira nada más, tan lleno de ti mismo~' le causa gracia en un sentido positivo, y quizás se trata de una faceta interesante de su contraparte. obviamente, en guerras de egos... ' pero soy bueno en todo lo que hago~ así que no cuentes con que no te la pondré difícil con mi increíble canto~ me dijeron que soy un soprano de alta calidad~ ' erra ahí, y tampoco le interesa corregirse, dándole igual esas distinciones de género. de todos modos sigue la canción en silencio, limitándose a disfrutarla hasta que el sonido se detiene. el pie que había marcado el ritmo hace lo mismo, y sus ojos se abren un poco más. ' ¿es un hábito tuyo decir las cosas de un modo que te hace sonar super genial? porque menudo talento' replica, mientras se lleva paleta dulce a la boca. ' ¿que otra de un grupo conoces?'

menciones de todo lo que pudo salir mal con su día y palmaditas sobre el hombro acaban por sacarle una carcajada. agradece que su lista no es tan larga como la que el muchacho ofrece sino no habría sesión de música que pudiera exorcizar el malhumor. "y después de tanto, diste con la opción ganadora, me saqué el ticket dorado para la visita de mi mamá." no le molesta en sí, le agradó estar un rato con su madre a pesar de todo. pudo mencionarle que había conseguido pertenencias de ella y subirle un poquito el ánimo, lo malo es que fue a costa del propio. "no la esperaba, pero creo que todo salió bien, énfasis en creo." ya luego lo descifrará, por ahora no desea pensar más en el encuentro. ya había terminado y el paseo no estaba tan mal ¡encontró la tienda de música a la primera! "nadie puede eclipsar mi habilidad en el piano." y en esto último sólo está jugando, ya lleva bien adelantada la canción cuando poco a poco, va dejando ir la melodía. es cuando llega a la parte que no recuerda, no es una elección frecuente. "me gusta la música en general, estuve muchos años formándome como pianista clásico y me encanta la música clásica, pero tengo gustos muy variados, cada género tiene lo suyo sólo hay que estar dispuesto a escuchar."