Come Over
Pairing: Jake Kiszka X f!reader
Word Count: 4.2k
Warnings: the fluffiest of smut 🥹 soft!jake, unprotected sex, fingering/oral (f receiving), 18+ minors DNI!
A/N: ok i don’t usually write soft jake but i had to for my baby girl @gretavanbear. I listened to this song on repeat as i wrote this. i highly suggest tuning in! (just listen to the lyrics ok) i hope y’all like it :’)
“A Storm Weather Advisory has been issued along and north of I-78. Wind will also be a factor Wednesday, with gusts of up to 50 mph along the coast, and 30-35 mph inland.”
The voice of the woman reporting the weather forecast on your TV echoes in the background as you fold your laundry in the living room, on the phone with your best friend.
The two of you spent most nights on the phone, listening to each other carrying out mundane tasks. Just appreciating the other’s presence on the opposite side of the phone.
“Hear that, Jake?” You call over to your phone laying on the couch.
“What?” He responds.
“Gonna be a storm tonight they’re saying. Looks like it’s gonna be a bad one.” You warn him.
“Hmm, you’ll be alright.”
You and Jake had been graced with the most beautiful friendship since the 7th grade. Now in your 20s, he’s still your “go-to” for everything. The first person you call after receiving good news, the one you base your weekend plans around. The last thought on your mind before you go to bed, still taking up your thoughts the second you open your eyes in the morning.
He knew everything about you. Including your ridiculous fear of thunder and lightning. Ever since you were a kid, the sound of the thunder nearing closer, shaking the walls of your house. It was your own personal nightmare.
There was one thing Jake was unaware of about you. Something you weren’t even sure of yourself. Your entire friendship with Jake had been just that… friends. But there was a certain feeling you experienced in the pit of your stomach everytime your eyes landed on him as you met up. That first glance at him as he approached you, whether it be over dinner or picking you up to go on a drive and listen to the new music he discovered that week.
Deny. Deny. Deny.
You had watched him go through girl after girl. Years of listening to him tell you the quirks about the girl of the week, just to watch him with another one the following weekend. For some reason, it didn’t affect you as much as you’d expected. You’d known nothing else but friendship with Jake. Your denial of the true feelings you had for him had taken over your brain. Pushing the thoughts so far back, you pretended they never existed in the first place.
“Where are you going?” You asked him with a smirk on your face. Figuring he’d have plans with someone tonight. He always had plans.
“Huh?” His voice sounded far away from the phone.
“It sounds like you’re in the car. Going somewhere?” You prodded.
“Oh. Just driving. Not much going on tonight.”
Jake lived about 35 minutes from your apartment. Neither of you cared about taking the drive. The times you drove to Jake’s place felt like 5 minutes in the car. But the trek home felt like 5 hours. Back to your apartment. Where you lived alone, the scent of him still lingering on your clothes. Sometimes you’d lay in bed and catch yourself inhaling his aroma on your sweater from when he hugged you goodbye.
And there it was. The first crack of thunder. You’d remember from middle school someone telling you if you counted how many seconds between the flash of lightning and the rumble of thunder, that’s how many miles away the storm was. Whether that was true or not, who knows.
It had been drizzling the entirety of the time you had been on the phone with Jake. As you carried your basket of clean folded clothes to your bedroom, you rested your phone on top, Jake listening on the other side.
You began to take the clothes out of the basket and place them in their known spots in your room. This one goes in the bottom drawer. This one is meant to be hung on a hanger in the closet.
There was one window in your bedroom. You always kept the blinds up, enjoying the sunlight that washed over your space in the morning. The rain began to smack against the side of your window, followed by a strong howl of wind causing the tree outside to brush up against your apartment building.
Distracting yourself with laundry was the best way to avoid the anxiety that started to creep up in your stomach as you heard the storm coming undone outside.
You pulled out the top drawer of your dresser and began to place your underwear and socks in their correct spots, always priding yourself for your organization skills.
Complete darkness. Accompanied by the sound of every electronic device in your house powering down.
“Shit. Jake?” You called for him.
“Yeah?” You heard the engine of his car revving in the background.
“My fucking power just went out. Fuck!” Grabbing your phone to turn on the flashlight, you scurried around your room. Finding your lighter and beginning to bring a flame to every candle you could find.
He didn’t respond.
You checked your phone to make sure you still had service.
4 bars.
“Hello? Jake, can you hear me?” Your voice had a whine to it. You hated being alone, especially during a blackout from the storm.
You jumped out of your skin as you heard a knock at your door.
“Jake, please answer me. There’s someone at my door now!” You rushed down the hall to peek around the corner, trying your best to see who was there at this time of night in this weather.
“Just come to the door please.” The sound of pouring rain muffled his voice on the phone.
You felt the smile spread across your face at the sound of his voice confirming he was at your front door.
Unlocking the door, you swing it open to him. Your arms immediately reaching out to welcome his embrace.
“Jake! You came…” you didn’t care if he was soaking wet, nuzzling your face against his chest. He was just what you needed right now to bring you back down to earth, away from your worries.
“You called.” He smoothed the hair on the back of your head.
“I’ve been heading your way since you caught on to the fact I was in the car.” He broke away from the embrace, looking down at you with a warm smile.
You blushed to yourself, giving him a quick laugh under your breath, avoiding his eyes. Why were you nervous right now? He’s your best friend.
“Thank you, Jake. I mean it. I really appreciate you being with me right now. You know how I get wi-“ you were rambling on.
“The storm. I know.” As if he could read your mind.
“Yeah..” you trailed off. Slightly embarrassed of your juvenile fear.
“Got another lighter? I’ll help.” He followed you to the kitchen as you searched your drawers.
You handed him the white BIC lighter. He scanned it in his hand.
“Aren’t these bad luck?” He said with a laugh.
“I don’t even care at this point. I just don’t want to be in the dark anymore.” You whined to him.
“24 years old and she’s still scared of the dark.” He teased.
You rolled your eyes at him even though he couldn’t see it.
On your tippy toes, you tried your best to reach for the final candle that sat atop your kitchen cabinets. In the darkness, you heard his footsteps approach from behind.
“Here, I got it.” His back pressed against yours as he reached for the white candle above.
As he held it in front of the two of you to light it, you caught a glimpse of his face behind the flame. His brows furrowed in concentration as he tried to get the flame to catch the wick.
His eyes lifted to yours, a smirk beginning to form on his face as he caught you already looking at him.
“What?” His voice came out as a chuckle.
The candle was lit, and he placed it on the counter top.
“Nothing… I-“ you tucked your hair behind your ear, a nervous habit of yours that of course Jake was aware of.
“Spit it out then.” He egged you on.
“I just really appreciate you coming here.” Your voice whispered soft, a hint of nerves behind them.
With his back pressed against the counter top, he pushed off of it to step closer to you.
The darkness of your lifeless apartment was accompanied by the warm glow of every candle you owned. The golden light reflecting off each of your features.
As he stepped closer to you, he grabbed your arm at your elbow.
“I care about you.” His voice was raspy but soft at the same time. The sound of it traveling through your ears caused you to melt each time.
He took another step. Now toe to toe with you in the middle of your kitchen.
You could feel your heartbeat thumping in your ears.
“I know.” You replied to him, trying your hardest not to show how bad your nerves were affecting you right now.
“I don’t think you do.” His hand was rubbing against the skin of your arm, goosebumps following his touch.
You tilted your head at him in confusion.
His eyes fell to the floor as he continued to rub against your arm, inhaling deeply and blowing the air out of his mouth.
“I care about you. A lot.” He finally replies, eyes meeting yours again.
“I care about you too, Jake. A lot.” Your teeth shone through your wide smile as you locked your gaze with him.
The pad of his thumb found your jawline and traced the outline of it. Your knees felt as if they were going to give out. You watched his face as his eyes were trained on where his skin met yours.
“Can I show you?” He whispered to you, eyes flicking back to meet yours.
“Show me what, Jake?” You questioned him, unable to read his thoughts.
He leaned closer to you. His forehead pressing against you. His nose slotted next to yours. You worried he would be able to hear your quick breathing.
“Let me show you how much I care about you.” He pinched your chin with his thumb and pointer finger, tilting your head up to him.
It felt as if time had frozen. In this moment; here you were. Your best friend of years a breath away from your lips.
His lips were parted and the bottom of his teeth peeked through.
You watched his lips until you couldn’t anymore. Your gaze interrupted by the plush feeling of his mouth pressed to yours. He kissed you soft and sweet. His hand leaving your jawline only to replace his touch to your cheek. He cupped the side of your face as if to hold you against him forever. He never wanted this moment to end.
The butterflies in your stomach were so powerful they almost hurt. Your mind had turned to mush, lost to your entire being surrounded by Jake.
You felt him. You smelled his deep cologne. You heard his lips smack against yours.
From the grip he had on your cheek, you knew he wanted more, but was afraid to step any further.
You answered his silent pleas, slightly parting your lips to invite his tongue inside.
He lightly touched the tip of your tongue with his. You answered his call by sliding yours against the flat of his tongue. You felt his quiet moans travel into your mouth and down your throat.
His hand left its placement on your cheek to find your hip. He tightened his grip around you, squeezing the skin above your bone.
The kiss deepened. Mouths open wider. Lips slick and swollen.
A song from your phone, on repeat since Jake got there, faintly played in the background of the noises of your lips meeting together.
“Lover you should’ve come over. Cause it’s not too late”
You picked up on the lyric and huffed a breath of laughter in between kisses.
He parted his lips from yours and pressed his forehead against you, catching his breath. Your eyes scanned over his features before you grasped his fingers and led him down the hall to your room.
The heels of his boots clicked as he followed you down the hardwood floor.
You entered the room first. He swiftly wrapped you in his arms, turning to press you against the bedroom door, shutting it with a click.
You embraced his weight pushing you against the door as he continued the kiss with an open mouth. Inhaling sharply and exhaling out of his nose against your cheek.
Your fingertips grazed along his chest. Following down the buttons of his shirt until you reached the hem of it. You tucked both of your fingers into the waistband of his jeans, dipping past underneath his underwear, feeling his warm skin against your icy finger tips. He inhaled sharply through gritted teeth at your cold touch.
Your fingers ran along the band of his briefs until they met in the middle to reach the button of his jeans. His hips bucked towards your touch as you poked the button through the hole and began to pull his zipper down.
“Wait.” He broke the kiss from you.
“I- I’m sorry did I-“ you were embarrassed thinking you went too far.
“Before we do this. I need to be honest with you.” You felt his stare burn into your eyes, petrified at what was to come next.
You nodded at him, begging him to continue with his thoughts.
“If we do this…” he stroked the back of his hand against your cheek, “I can’t just be your friend anymore.”
You opened your mouth to respond but he cut you off.
“I think, I-“ he punctuated his sentence with a groan of frustration.
“Jake. Please, let me in. Whatever you’re about to say I can take it. If you don’t wan-“ he interrupted you once more.
“I’m in love with you.”
You felt as if the air had been stolen from your lungs. As if he’d punched you in the gut and kissed it better.
You started to feel a lump growing, burning in the back of your throat.
Before you could let the tears form, you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him forward to meet his lips with yours once more. Kissing him with fervor, begging his tongue to visit yours again.
He guided you to the bed with his hands on your hips, placing you down softly once he realized the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed, never once breaking his lips from yours.
As your head hit the pillow, you tore away from him.
“I love you too, Jake. Always have.” You stared up at him with a gleam in your eye.
He brushed the hair from your face and responded.
“Always will.” You felt the smile on his lips as he kissed you again.
His fingertips began to trace the outline of your body, down your side to your hips.
“Let me be sweet to you. Show you how long I’ve felt this way.”
With your hand still wrapped around the back of his neck, you nodded up to him, signaling him to continue.
He smiled back at you in response. His body moving down away from you. You missed his lips already.
His face was so close to the skin of your tummy. You felt his hot breath against it as he moved.
He placed a single kiss to your hip bone before curling his fingers around the waistband of your sweat pants.
Before he did anything else, he looked up to you to ask for permission.
“May I?” A hint of smirk in his tone. He knew the answer to his question.
“Please” you whimpered back to him, the slightest buck of your hips towards him.
He slipped the pants down your legs, pulling them over your feet with the most gentle touch.
With the bottom half of your body bare, your nerves began to creep back in, clamping your legs shut.
“Relax for me.” His words were the remedy. You immediately felt the tension of your muscles relax, letting your legs fall to the side, spreading for him.
He glanced at your center, and if you weren’t staring intently you would have missed it as his eyes widened for a split second.
His soft lips kissed up the inside of your thigh. Inching slowly to where you needed him the most.
“You don’t understand…” he planted another kiss, so close, “how long I’ve dreamt of this.”
His words alone caused your hips to raise from the mattress, a strained moan breaking from you.
He could tell how bad you wanted his mouth, and he couldn’t wait to taste you either.
You felt his lips press gently against the skin above your clit.
He flattened his tongue to lick against your folds. Not yet licking them apart to taste your wet skin.
Your fingers tangled into his long brunette locks. Bunching them at the root.
Jake loved the feeling of you tugging at his hair. He dreamed of one day being able to feel that pleasure mixed with pain.
He pointed his tongue to lick through your folds. Finally feeling him against your heat. You sucked in a sharp breath and he rolled it over your clit.
He swirled his tongue around it, not exactly touching it but teasing.
You whined for him, pressing his face deeper into you.
“Please.” You breathed out.
He groaned against you, the vibrations of his gravelly voice sending a chill down your spine.
The tip of his tongue flicked over your sensitive bud, exactly where you craved him.
He flicked it over you again and again, each tightened grasp of your hand in his hair spurring him on.
He listened to your moans, dragging his middle finger down the side of your lower lips as he continued to lick against you.
You lifted your hips to meet him. The pad of his middle finger circled around your wet entrance.
He pushed the digit inside, retracting it slowly allowing you to feel every second of it.
He gave open mouthed kisses to your clit, curling his lips around you and sucking lightly.
He felt your walls clench around his finger, begging him to never leave from inside of you.
As he pulled his middle finger out, he added his ring finger next.
You felt the cold touch of the ring he was wearing press against your lower lips.
He rested his face against the inside of your thigh, extending his tongue to quickly lick against you as he pumped his fingers inside.
“Jake!” Your voice was strained. He could tell you were close. He wanted nothing more than to feel you come undone against his mouth.
“You are so beautiful.” He moaned against your wet skin.
He was gentle with you. Taking in every twitch of your thighs and every gasp of air.
He made love to you with his mouth, enjoying this just as much as you were.
You felt the rim of your entrance begin to quiver, that familiar warm feeling budding between your hips.
He looked up at you as he continued to lick you to climax.
The moment your eyes met his, you lost yourself to him.
Your body was tingling from your head to your feet. Your toes curling behind him.
You snapped your head back, pressing it harder into the pillow as you let your moans wail into the room.
He softly licked you through your orgasm. Grounding you back to earth with him.
He crept back towards you to meet your lips. Never rushing you, kissing you slowly to allow you to feel all of him against you.
“I’d taste you everyday if you’d let me.” He breathed into you between kisses.
With your mouth still on his, you tugged at his underwear, showing him you wanted them off.
He stood from the bed. Kicking his boots off, he then tugged his jeans past his hips before attending to his underwear. You caught a glimpse of the damp spot on his gray briefs from where he’d leaked with arousal onto them.
You groaned at the sight, pulling them down before he could even get his feet out of his jeans. He chuckled to himself at your needy actions.
With his bottom half now bare as well, he climbed back onto the bed with you, slotting between your legs, his knees pressing into the mattress.
His arms were stretched out straight, planted on either side of your head. He looked down at you. The necklaces he adorned swinging against his chest. The tips of his long hair tickled your cheeks.
A tight grin spread across his face.
For a second, you took him in. Realizing how gentle he was with you. Giving you pleasure first, never rushing a single second with you. Making you feel so safe.
You smiled to yourself at your own thoughts, reaching up to tuck his hair behind his ear, playing with the gold hoop he wore.
“I meant it.” You whispered to him.
He tilted his head in confusion.
You swept your thumb across his cheek and traced the outline of his lips.
“I love you, Jacob.” You smiled sweetly as your eyes locked with his.
His lips crashed into yours. Subconsciously, his hips rutted against you, feeling his length slide through your folds.
You broke from the kiss to press your lips to his ear and whisper to him.
“Make love to me, Jake.”
He groaned in response to you.
Kissing you once more, he inhaled sharply against your skin.
He gripped the base of his length, guiding his tip to your entrance.
He slid deeper inside of you, his lips remaining locked with yours.
As he reached the hilt, you detached from him, unable to bottle up your moans any longer.
He pulled out slowly to glance down at where your bodies met.
Your wetness glistened up the length of his cock. He twitched at the sight, pushing back into you with force.
He watched as your body bounced against the mattress with every thrust into you.
Your eyes squeezed shut as you felt him begin to stretch your walls.
He leaned back into you. His head tucked into the crook of your neck as you graced his ears with your sweet moans of pleasure.
He grunted against you with every thrust.
He lowered himself to lay on his forearms, as he planted gentle kisses against your neck, breathing deep to take in your scent.
He gripped the side of your head, pressing it against his. The palm of his hand laid against you as his fingers wrapped into your hair.
As his pace quickened, his fingers curled into your hair. Short quick breaths being pushed from him against your neck.
The wave of pleasure was creeping back to you. You felt yourself clench around him.
A high pitched moan tumbled forward from him at the feeling of your walls tugging at his length.
Your hands found the smooth skin of his back, snaking your fingers up his shirt, you scraped your fingernails down his spine.
You turned your head to whisper in his ear.
“Inside, Jake. Cum inside of me, please.”
He lost it with the way you begged for him.
He concentrated on the way your wetness coated around his length, dripping out onto your lower lips.
He sat up and leaned against his heels. His palms gripping your hips tightly. He used his hold on you to drive into you harder.
Your jaw fell open, eyes clenched shut and brows furrowed as you felt the tip of his cock brush against your cervix.
He sucked his thumb between his lips before attaching it to your clit. He pressed against it, swirling the pad of his finger into you.
Your hips left the bed up towards his touch as pleasure coursed through you.
You moaned in bliss as you came undone, your walls fluttering around him.
He bent down to press his lips against you, pushing himself as far as he could inside of you.
Your tongue swiped against his, and you felt him twitch deep inside.
He gripped your hair at the root as you felt him fill you with his cum. He fucked you through it, feeling his warmth leak out onto your comforter below you.
His thrusts slowed as he planted soft kisses over your face. He hovered over you as he pulled himself out from inside you for the last time. You felt a pang of sadness in your chest, missing his fullness already.
He kissed your forehead, then the tip of your nose, finally sealing with a kiss to your lips.
Jake adjusted his body to lay next to you, his chest halfway on yours, halfway on the bed. The pad of his thumb swept across your cheek bone.
He lifted his head from next to you to look directly at you, noses almost touching. You felt his chest press against yours as he breathed in and out.
“I want you to be mine.” His voice was a whisper.
You tucked your bottom lip so tight between your teeth, the corners of your mouth tipping up.
He registered your response and pressed a chaste kiss against your lips.
“All mine. My sweet girl.”
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Nicole intensifies to a Cat. 1 hurricane – Action News Jax
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Nicole intensifies to a Cat. 1 hurricane – Action News Jax
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REMEMBER WHEN A TROPICAL STORM OR HURRICANE IS APPROACHING: Taping windows is *NOT* helpful & will not keep glass from breaking.
Realize the forecast cone (”cone of uncertainty”) is the average forecast error over a given time – out to 5 days – & *does not* indicate the width of the storm &/or damage that might occur.
*** Impacts from Nicole including very high rip current risk at NE Fl./SE Ga. area beaches through Fri… folks living in or traveling to the Bahamas, Florida & east coast of the U.S. should stay up to date on the latest forecasts *** ….
The most anomalous (unusual/rare) part of this storm will be the potential for a relatively strong tropical system at a rather far north latitude for this late in the season in addition to a prolonged period – ~5 days of beach/coastal impacts…
For Jacksonville/NE Fl./SE Ga. specifically (given *current* forecast of ‘Nicole’ with improving conditions from west to east & south to north from Fri. afternoon through the weekend):
* Strong onshore flow will continue & become even stronger through Thu. with life threatening rip currents & dangerous overall marine conditions.
* Surf & breakers reaching double digits including 12-15+ feet Thu., only slowly subsiding Fri. Seas will be 20+ feet & extremely rough just offshore. All marine craft should remain in port & secure vessels & equipment.
* Storm Surge (water above typically dry ground at high tide) will average 3-5 feet along the coast & the St. Johns River through much of d’town Jacksonville to near the Buckman Bridge… 2-4 feet south of the Buckman through St. Johns/Clay/Putnam Co. If your property experienced flooding during Ian 6 weeks ago or Irma (2017), then flooding is probably going to occur in your area from Nicole. There may be a few spots where storm surge reaches 6-7 feet over especially Southern St. Johns & Flagler Co. where beaches & dunes have been heavily compromised by Ian. Surge values may be locally higher due to wave action, heavy rainfall &/or geographical/topograhical nuances.
* St. Johns River – Potentially significant dock & shoreline damage through Fri. Strong winds from the south by late Thu./Thu. night into Fri. morning will help push water northward up the St. Johns River into parts of downtown Jacksonville at times.
* Beach erosion will become heavy to severe – a critical facet of the storm considering the recent damage from Ian
* Winds – BEACHES/INTRACOASTAL/ST. JOHNS RIVER – Tonight: increasing to 20-35 mph with 40+ mph gusts… Thu.: peak at 40-50 mph with 60+ mph gusts becoming out of the south by late afternoon into the night… Fri.: shifting to offshore – out of the west at 20-30 mph with higher gusts… much lighter winds by Fri. night/Sat.
INLAND (NEAR/WEST OF I-95) – Tonight: 15-25 mph with 30+ mph gusts… Thu.: peak at 30-40 mph with a few 50+ mph gusts… Fri.: shifting to out of the west then northwest through the day at 20-30 mph, higher gusts in the morning, gradually diminishing through the afternoon/evening.
* Rainfall will average 2-3″(+) along the coast… 1-2″+ inland (near/west of I-95)
* Flooding will be a daily threat at the beaches, especially at high tide – becoming more significant with each day through this week. There will also be an astronomical boost due to the full moon phase (each phase of the moon is ~2 1/2 days in duration) which began Tue. Ponding & – eventually flooding – will also occur along the St. Johns River & its tributaries.
* As Nicole moves south then west of Jacksonville while turning northward, there will be a tornado & waterspout threat later Wed. night through Thu. across NE Fl. & SE Ga.
* Primary inland impacts are likely to be realized Wed. night through Thursday in the form of wind, rain, flooding & tornadoes BUT WILL BE DEPENDENT ON EXACT TRACK & STRENGTH OF THE STORM.
Low pressure – ‘98-L’ started to develop over the SW Atlantic north of Puerto Rico & was upgraded to subtropical storm “Nicole” early Mon., the 14th named storm of the Atlantic season which is right on avg. & close to the Nov. 19 avg. of the occurrence of the 14th named storm. Nicole transitioned to a tropical storm (purely warm core) by midday Tue. & then reached hurricane (Cat. 1) strength a bit before 6pm Wed., the 7th hurricane of the Atlantic season which happens to be right at the seasonal average which – on avg. – occurs on Nov. 15th. Given the very warm water from Fl. to the Bahamas in addition to an upper ridge building near & north of the storm while – at the same time – an upper level trough that helped spawn Nicole weakens & moves away, Nicole should manage to reach hurricane strength before the Fl. landfall. Nicole has turned more west & southwest & will veer more west then northwest & as the ridge to the north briefly becomes stronger. At the same time, another upper trough moves into the U.S. Lower 48 helping to create the alleyway from Fl. up the eastern seaboard as the brief ridge shifts east over the Atlantic. This interplay helps to dictate the longer range movement – acceleration to the north/northeast – as well as aiding some in the strength of Nicole by helping to create strong upper level outflow + enhancing the low level “baroclinicity” – the interaction of cold, dry, polar air vs. tropical warmth & humidity. In other words, the transition back to a post-tropical low could mean a slower decrease in Nicole’s intensity even though Nicole will be losing tropical characteristics & will no longer be over the warm ocean. Nicole should dissipate or become absorbed by another midlatitude nontropical low over the weekend.
In general, conditions are at least somewhat favorable for additional strengthening before the Florida landfall. There will still be some shear + only moderate mid & upper level moisture but sea surface temps. are warm including pretty significant deep oceanic heat content (warm water to a deep depth) not to mention Nicole will traverse the very warm Gulf Stream Wed. I’ve noticed multiple times over the last 20+ years that southwest moving/digging tropical cyclones often intensify.
Global forecast models continue to be in rather remarkable agreement (for a storm in its infancy & not yet well organized) with the low moving west/southwest… hitting Southeast Florida… then as far west as the far Eastern/NE Gulf or Fl. west coast to near the Eastern Panhandle… before feeling the effects of the strong upper level trough that will then finally pick up the storm & steer it north & northeast while accelerating. The GFS remains the farthest west with Nicole. The European & UKMET models are similar in strength & take Nicole a little farther east before a turn north/NE. All 3 models are similar on timing. As I previously mentioned, the approaching upper level trough late in the week should help to “ventilate” the mid & upper levels of the atmosphere over Nicole which should at least maintain the storm for a longer time than might otherwise be the case. In addition, increasing southwesterly shear will be in tandem with Nicole’s movement lessening the effect of the increasing shear of the front right quadrant of the jet stream. As Nicole gets “captured” by the trough & hooks up with a cold front, there will be a transition back to post (non) – tropical that will then accelerate the storm to the northeast moving up the U.S. east coast by the weekend. Dry air will quickly spread eastward “under” – to the south – of Nicole’s center bringing a quick end to rainfall with diminishing winds & clearing skies for NE Fl./SE Ga. by late Fri./Fri. night/Sat. In fact, the heaviest, most persistent rain for NE Fl. & SE Ga. should diminish by at leastThu. night followed by scattered showers & a few t’storms Friday ahead of an eastward moving cool front extending south from Nicole.
The forecast is for Nicole to hurricane strength between the Bahamas & Fl. should hit SE Fl./the east central coast as a Cat. 1 hurricane. Impacts are expected for all of Fl. – except for the Western Panhandle & the Mid & Lower Keys -… in addition to the Bahamas + parts of the Carolina’s to perhaps as far north as Chesapeake Bay & New England in the longer term. Heavy rain will cause potential flooding inland across Georgia, the Carolina’s, Tennessee, Virginia & Maryland & possibly parts of the Northeast though the fast movement will keep rainfall totals on the lower side.
REMEMBER: A skinny forecast cone only means higher forecasts confidence in the track NOT where the greatest impacts will occur. The wind field is wide. In fact, tropical-storm-force winds extend outward up to 460 miles (740 km) especially to the north of Nicole’s center.
NHC interactive potential storm surge flooding map (inundation) * here *.
N.W.S. Jacksonville:
Melbourne N.W.S.:
N.W.S., Miami:
Tampa N.W.S.:
Radar imagery courtesy S. Florida Water Management District (purple line is the forecast track for “Nicole”):
Spaghetti plots for Nicole – includes ensemble models (NOAA: address underlying uncertainties in the input data such limited coverage, instruments or observing systems biases, and the limitations of the model itself. GEFS quantifies these uncertainties by generating multiple forecasts, which in turn produce a range of potential outcomes based on differences or perturbations applied to the data after it has been incorporated into the model. Each forecast compensates for a different set of uncertainties):
Let’s do some “examinin’”:
Shear is currently strong across most of the SW Atlantic with speeds of 30+ mph. However, the upper level atmosphere is undergoing some significant changes that will include somewhat less shear & a building upper level ridge to the north of the low. At the same time, a strong upper level trough will be digging into the Central U.S. & eventually into the Eastern U.S. This strong trough will be critical to the eventual movement – including curvature to the north/northeast – & intensity of the storm. The added upper level ventilation from the trough may aid in intensifying the storm some… or at least maintaining the storm as it eventually accelerates to the northeast. Following this trough, there will be a serious invasion of cold air across the Lower 48 as the tropical system seems to be a catalyst for a pattern flip reminiscent of “Wilma” in 2005 which hit Fl. Oct. 24th & was followed/guided by a deep trough moving across the Lower 48.
Deep oceanic heat content (OHC) is pretty impressive over the SW Atlantic though Nicole will generally stay north of the real warm deep water (with the exception of the Gulf Stream):
The upper level forecast for Wed. & Fri. respectively showing the developing alleyway from Florida N/NE up the east coast:
Water vapor loop shows pockets of dry air (dark blue) across portions of the Atlantic Basin along with a lot of “swirls” (low pressure) along with “bands” of higher moisture near & ahead of fronts – common as we get deeper into autumn. ‘Nicole’ will be surrounded by a good deal of dry air this week.
November tropical cyclone origins:
Averages below based on climatology for the Atlantic Basin through November:
Wind shear:
Saharan dust spreads west each year from Africa by the prevailing winds (from east to west over the Atlantic). Dry air – yellow/orange/red/pink. Widespread dust is indicative of dry air that can impede the development of tropical cyclones. However, sometimes “wanna’ be” waves will just wait until they get to the other side of – or away from – the plume then try to develop if other conditions are favorable. In my personal opinion, way too much is made about the presence of Saharan dust & how it relates to tropical cyclones. In any case, we’ve had several large dust plumes spread west to the Caribbean & Gulf with the peak of Saharan dust typically in June & July.
2022 names….. “Owen” is the next name on the Atlantic list (names are picked at random by the World Meteorological Organization… repeat every 6 years). Historic storms are retired [Florence & Michael in ’18… Dorian in ’19 & Laura, Eta & Iota in ‘20 & Ida in ‘21]). In fact, this year’s list of names is rather infamous with “Charley”, “Frances”, “Jeanne” & “Ivan” retired from the ‘04 list (all hit Fl.) & “Matthew” was retired in 2016. The WMO decided – beginning last year – that the Greek alphabet will be no longer used & instead there will be a supplemental list of names if the first list is exhausted (has only happened three times – 2005, 2020 & 2021). The naming of tropical cyclones began on a consistent basis in 1953. More on the history of naming tropical cyclones * here *.
East Atlantic:
Mid & upper level wind shear (enemy of tropical cyclones) analysis (CIMMS). The red lines indicate strong shear:
Water vapor imagery (dark blue indicates dry air):
Deep oceanic heat content over the Gulf, Caribbean & deep tropical Atlantic:
Sea surface temp. anomalies:
SE U.S. surface map:
Surface analysis centered on the tropical Atlantic:
Surface analysis of the Gulf:
Caribbean:
GFS wave forecast at 48 & 72 hours (2 & 3 days):
Atlantic Basin wave period forecast for 24, 48 & 72 hours respectively:
The East Pacific:
West Pacific:
Global tropical activity:
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