n0ahsebastians

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"stop bouncing your leg" well its either this or i start screaming

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i literally screamed when i saw them all in the video but especially him. like he is literally ethereal someone put him in a horror movie asap

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THIS FEELS LIKE IT'S SOMETHING BIGG

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mens thighs!!!!! in slutty shorts!!!!!!!!!!

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i would delete everything i’ve ever written if he had ever done this to me dear god

X

WHY IS HE READING FANFICTION OF HIMSELF I CANT 😭

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before you go - prologue

THE PROLOGUE IS HEREEEE!!! sorry it's so short but i hope this gives you guys a bit of insight as to what we're getting into here!!! chapter 1 will be done hopefully in the next week or so, enjoy!!!

February 25th, 2022

“Welcome back to SiriusXM Octane. I’m your host Shannon Gunz and I got a good one for you guys today, The Death of Peace of Mind by Bad Omens is the #1 album on the rock charts right now. It just came out today and we’re gonna talk about it a little bit. Oh man, these guys are surely on their way to being one of the biggest bands in the world, I’m sure of that. It’s a fucking incredible album, front to back. Frontman Noah Sebastian and guitarist Joakim Karlsson, wrote and produced the entirety of the album in Noah’s home during the COVID pandemic, using household items as the inspiration for most of the album. That’s crazy to me, being able to gather all those items to make this incredible album. It’s got a little bit of everything, it’s got your screams, your soft vocals, it’s got the sexiness and the rawness that I think really, we’ve been waiting for. Their last album was Finding God Before God Finds Me, and if you’ve been following these guys for awhile now, you’ll know that this album is very different from that one, in the best way. It’s got your screams, it’s got your drums and riffs, and it’s just honestly incredible. I’m obsessed guys. We’re gonna play a song from the album now, the opening track. It’s called Concrete Jungle, here it is now. Make sure you check out this album, it fucking rules you guys. I’m Shannon Gunz with SiriusXM Octane, here’s Bad Omens now.”

They toured the world for three years with that album, multiple-run shows and even multiple festivals in a year. This was their dream, this is what they wanted to happen. They wanted to make these records and tour the world and play in front of thousands of people. They wanted to make the music for them, something that they also enjoyed listening to. 

It got tiring at some point. It got overwhelming and took a major toll and one day…it was over. He doesn’t like to think about them too much or he starts to get anxious. Mostly because he misses what they had going. They were on the brink of releasing their fourth album….and then they weren’t. 

Folio walked out one day. He threw his drumsticks against the wall and that’s kind of the moment Noah knew this wasn’t going to last much longer. He called it a day and left the other guys to fend for themselves. I can’t do this anymore, he had told Jolly, I’m tired man. 

They went home after that, to separate places. Never knowing if they were going to see each other ever again. It ended up that way. It’s been a year now.

Noah still writes for other artists, mostly his friends and people that are up and coming. He writes his own stuff still sometimes, knowing it’ll never see the light of day. He keeps it hidden in a folder on his laptop where no one can see it. Just for him. It keeps him busy and allows him to explore other genres that he may not have accessed before. 

He gets messages from people daily, mostly radio stations and even old touring buddies. What happened to you guys? We miss you.

And then he goes online, on his private account, and sees everything else. 

bad omens breaking up is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me i can’t live like this anymore 

i miss noah and jolly so bad guys WHERE ARE THEYYY

i can’t actually believe i’m never seeing them live again this is insane to me

He closes his phone and tosses it onto the desk. He can’t keep doing this to himself, it’s hard enough hearing it from coworkers and studios. But seeing it from the fans…that tears him apart more than he would like it to. 

This is his life now, he faces that fact. He faced it a long time ago. Right now he has no intentions of stepping into that part of his life again. But they always say ‘never say never…’

~taglist~

@renegadebirch @lacy1986

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i’m so busy with work right now and i’m going on vacation next week but i’m really hoping to have a chapter written (or at least a prologue) for ‘before you go’ sometime next month!!!! i’m really excited actually, i have so many ideas for it, i’m really hoping it goes the way i want it to 🤗

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he’s so majestic sighhhhh

I’m kidding I love him @tosoundlessdarkistare

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“WHEN YOU LEAVE HERE YOU TELL THEM WHAT YOU FUCKING SAW TODAY”

excuse me what?

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hi hi!

will there be a second part to a million one?

also as an older fan i really enjoyed you can be all i got. i would enjoy part two or more stories with older reader x noah or any of the bo boys.

💗

hello theree!! eventually yes 😩 i’m getting busier with work so i’m gonna try so so hard to get it out 💜

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before you go

GUYSSSSS!!!! WE GOT A FIC INCOMING!!!!!!!

THE PLOT IS BELOW IM SO EXCITEDDDD!!!!

the band’s over. noah spends his days writing for other artists and hiding away in his home. he barely leaves, succumbing to his work and not letting anyone in, physically and mentally. not even his ex bandmates.

until he meets a woman. beth.

while heading home from another night of work, he sees her on the train. she’s beautiful, probably the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. and he’s traveled the world. they bond over music and life and things he feels like he hasn’t opened up about in years. they share a night together, allowing each other in. something noah hasn’t done in a very long time.

but then she disappears. like the blink of an eye, it’s like she never existed. then he gets a letter from her. “come find me”, it says.

so he does. he’ll search high and low for the one woman who changed his life, who he shared one amazing night with. he’ll do whatever it takes to make sure his life isn’t wasted anymore. he just has to find her….

*prologue*

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💓💓💓

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wanna write a noah fic so bad but idk what to write about, i want it to be something different from everything else that’s been written and i just don’t know :(

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"This horror movie didn't scare me"

Horror is supposed to touch on aspects of the human psyche that are socially viewed as negative. Fear is one yes, but also dread, discomfort, sadness, grief, the filth of nature and the human body, the unsavory parts of our reality and our experiences. Diluting your expectation of horror to "this should scare me" can make you miss what that piece of media is trying to say.

Also like. What do you want, a medal? You want your big boy trophy for being the bwavest widdol media enjoyer alive? Kills you with my mind. Stabs you with a thousand tiny needles.

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10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU dir. Gil Junger

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noah loves you...

this was in my brain for like 3 hours and i needed to write it so everyone else could read it too :3

noah loves you so much. every quirk, every tick, every single little thing, down to the last piece of you.

 he loves the way you take 3 days to do the dishes in the sink and even longer to fold your laundry. he loves that it takes you 40 mins to shower because you have to shave your legs (the prickliness bothers you, you must do it). he loves the way you hum when you’re brushing your teeth and the way you always leave traces of your hair in the sink; it reminds him that he knows you’re there. he loves that you need to have your water bottle with you at all times even if you’re just going to the grocery store (that’s your emotional support bottle). he loves the way you rotate the dishes in the cabinets, the forks in the drawers, the cups (you tell him it’s so all the utensils get used equally). he loves the way you leave clothes at the end of the bed instead of folding them up and putting them somewhere else. he loves his name in your phone (honey 😘) and he loves that you check on him during the day because then your name pops up (baby 💕) and it makes him smile like a teenager. 

he loves that you need to sleep with 2 pillows but you don’t actually sleep on the 2nd one; you just prop it up against the wall. he loves that you have to read a little bit before you go to sleep but that you only get a few pages in before you’re dozing off on his shoulder. he’ll take the book from your hands and set it on the nightstand before cuddling you closer. he loves that you’re passionate about movies and music and your job no matter how stressful it may be; you always have something to tell him about when you come home. he loves that you turn on a movie you’ve seen a thousand times as background noise but you refuse to watch any new ones until you “have the mental capacity to do so.” he loves that you’re always able to tell what’s going on with him just by the way he’s acting and it pisses him off (he’s not very good at hiding it most days). he loves that you have such a beautiful singing voice, he wonders why you never actively pursued it (“i could never compete with my metal band boyfriend”). he loves that you can’t sleep with too many blankets because you get too hot at night (you need a fan running at all times). he loves that you even though you feel overwhelmed most days, you can still find time to go on a walk or even just get outside for some fresh air. 

*NSFW BELOW THE CUT HEHE*

but he also loves you physically. your body, your mind, your noises. he’s so overwhelmed by you, so consumed by you, that it’s almost painful. but painfully beautiful.

he loves the way you hold his face in your hands when you kiss him, the way your thumbs run along his cheeks and your fingertips graze his jawline. he loves the feeling of your tongue against his, you on top, his hands kneading into the skin of your hips, pulling you closer as if it was even possible to do so. your hands in his hair, tugging to hear that sound he makes. he loves the way you roll your hips into his hands, so you can feel all of him. even clothed, you can still feel the way he hardens underneath you. he loves the way you tug his tank top over his head, making sure to run your hands along his back as you do so. just to feel the warmth of his skin. he loves the sound you make when he tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth, gently of course (he doesn’t want to hurt his girl ever). he loves the sound you make when he kisses your throat and your collarbone, the tip of his tongue against your skin and the feeling of your fingers tightening in his hair. he loves the sound you make when he removes your tshirt and sees you wearing nothing underneath, because your such a tease. he loves the sound you make when he takes your breast into his mouth, sucking your nipple between his lips, rolling the other one in his palm. he loves the sound you make when he lays you down on the bed, undressing your lower half. and of course, of course, the sounds you make when he’s tasting you, tonguing your folds and kissing the insides of your thighs. he loves the sounds you make when you come, even more (he could stay here forever and truly be happy). he loves the sounds you make when he finally makes love to you, the sound you make when he hits that spot inside of you over and over again. he loves the way you feel so wet around him and the way you squeeze him without meaning to (he really thinks you do it on purpose and it drives him fucking crazy). he loves hearing you say “i love you, i love you, i love you” as if it’s the only thing you can remember how to say. and of course, he loves the way you both come together, hips shaking and breathing in one another.

he loves the way you look after these moments, your red cheeks and swollen lips, your tousled hair and sweaty skin. he loves the way you look at him the most. you’re in love with him, every part of him. he loves that you love him, that you’re in love with him. because he’s in love with you too. more than anything.

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10 Things I Hate About You (1999) dir. Gil Junger