#thread: noah

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Sprig sits with Noah. "I'm sorry you had to find me dead, again. I feel like that's beginning to be a habit. I'm going to do everything I can to break that habit though."

[chimiye]

Matthew Broome as less toxic Nick Leister My Fault: London (2025) Dir. Charlotte Fassler & Dani Girdwood

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[backonmybullsht]

Noah Wyle talking about his experience with Doctors of the World in Macedonia during the Kosovo War. His trip there inspired John Carter’s storyline in the Congo and Darfur on ER.

Watch this whole interview with the Thread. It’s wonderful.

[vagueconfusion]

we can thread the needle time and time again

(source, found and posted on tumblr by @blue-lollipops-and-ice-clouds here)

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

Danny was shocked at suddenly being on the floor. He looks up. "Yeah. I think I'm okay. Damn, that scared me."

@youllalwaysbemyporcelain - Noah & Danny

“Shit shit, are you okay?!” Noah asked going to help the other to get up.

[nymphus-fan-account]

Anyways, thank you Will Byers/Noah Schnapp stans for making me feel better about my bunny teeth and an absurdly large number of moles on my body

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[inkshadow]

closed starter for @sunliights featuring tao and noah.

"it's been awhile since i've heard from you," tao muses as they're sat on the roof's edge one of his family-owned buildings, lanky legs dangling with a lollipop in his mouth. he doesn't bother keeping close tabs on her anymore, ever since her ex was 'taken care of', but does often beg the question if she's found a new way to spend her time. rumor has it, she's just been hanging out with a few friends and a couple new ones. good — means she's got enough freedom to spend with other people. "have you done anything fun recently?"

[sleg48]

The Screaming Gophers’ Twitter Threads

[finnleywood]

"You want to help?" Finn couldn't help but ask, his tone slightly one of disbelief as he raised an eyebrow at the other. "Do you work here or something?" He asked when the other mentioned about cleaning up broken crockery was something he was used to. "And trust me, I've had enough injuries this past year to make me want to ensure I don't have anymore, even if it is just something like a small cut."

"No, it's fine, I want to help." Noah responded with his usual enthusiasm as he began to sink down onto the ground. "I'm used to cleaning up things like this just... please don't catch your fingers on the pieces. It's... well blood is not my favourite thing and if that happens you'll end up picking me up off the ground instead."

[noahschnappinfs]

Q&A at Noah’s panel at the SFMT x

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Sprig saw Noah and grabbed him. He'd been wielding his slingshot, planning to use it as a distraction. Hit the person then use their martial arts skills. It was all he could think about. "Noah! Are you okay?"

[plli5]

who's surving a horror movie? - PLAVE edition

yejun

he senses the energy shift before the opening credits even roll.

light flickers once? he’s grabbing his bag.

mirror looks off?? he’s already halfway down the driveway.

“i just think… we don’t need to be here.”

“yejun we just arrived—”

“and we can just leave.”

survives the opening scene effortlessly. not because he’s built different—because he refuses to engage.

mysterious call with no id? he doesn’t pick up. the group says “let’s split up”? he says “let’s not.”

driveway splits into “safe-looking road” and “dark, gravelly death trail”? he’s turning the car back around.

has the strongest horror movie instincts.

but let’s say—tragically—he stays.

human killer? he’s got a shot. clever. observant. paranoid in all the right ways.

could fake his death just to buy time. might even outsmart the villain.

supernatural threat? absolutely not. panics. stumbles into the cursed attic. gone in under five minutes. emotional last words.

if confronted by a ghost, he will throw someone—probably bamby—under the bus

not to be cruel. just to buy 0.8 seconds of survival. “sorry. i panicked. i’ll grieve you later.” calls it tactical emotional prioritizing.

immediately apologizes after.

survival rates? decent but don’t count on it. he’s got heart—but not enough ghost immunity.

noah

phone’s on do not disturb.

misses every warning call.

killer tries to contact him? straight to voicemail. every. time.

the killer absolutely hates his guts. because somehow, noah keeps ruining their plans.

is noah aware? absolutely not.

will he claim credit? oh absolutely.

hears a weird noise in the woods? immediately turns to hamin. “you should check that out. you’ve got the flashlight.”

“i don’t have one.”

“well. you’ve got… courage. go.”

the literal killer standing in front of him? “...so hamin, right?”

betrays the group within 15 minutes.

throws people under the bus like it’s a relay race. offers a fake plan. leads everyone into a trap. “wait, y’all actually followed me??why?”

lowkey suspiciously disappears half the time. somehow ends up covered in blood—not his—and insists he’s innocent. nobody believes him.

so what does he do? leans into the suspicion for fun.

“am i the killer? idk. am i hot? yeah.”

might survive by gaslighting the killer into giving up.

might survive by accidentally impaling them with a coat rack.

might die because someone he betrayed gets revenge first.

probably deserves it.

probably still iconic.

but one thing’s clear:

he will be entertaining until the end.

iconic. dramatic. deeply unserious.

final verdict: probably dead, possibly the killer, always the main character. but most importantly, definitely the problem.

bamby

this was supposed to be a wholesome trip. he packed snacks. socks. bug spray.

now he’s hiding behind a tree clutching a broken flashlight. he trips over nothing—constantly.

gets jump-scared by shadows. screams when the power goes out even if it’s daytime.

he’s scared. he’s spiraling.

but he’s not crying—he’s angrily terrified. the “what was that?? show yourself then!” kind of scared.

ready to swing. at anything.

he has no idea what’s going on. but by act two? he’s in a tank top.

by act three? shirtless. no one knows how or why

blood on his collarbone. hair messed up. audibly whimpering. and the audience?? eating it up!!!

he survives on pure final girl™ energy. everything around him is cursed, and somehow he’s still crawling through it.

a trap breaks after he walks through it.

fear makes him faster. louder. unhinged.

rips a curtain rod off the wall and uses it as a weapon. dropkicks a locked door.

he's cussing up a storm. BAD PEACH!!!

screams “i’m not going out like this” before smashing a window and diving through it.

10/10 cinematics.

by the end, he’s covered in scratches. shirt long gone. (FREE THE PECS) adrenaline peaking. camera pans out as he stands on the lawn, shaking, fists clenched, chest heaving.

survives not because he’s smart. not because he’s fast.

because he’s too chaotic to kill.

the killer chases him and slips on the same floor bamby tripped on. a knife gets stuck in the fridge. he screams so loud it scares the ghost.

every death around him is an accident he barely avoids.

might slap a demon if cornered.

unlucky, but unstoppable.

tldr: surprise final girl with pecs. shirtless. traumatized. alive. icon.

eunho

he’s joking around. doing fake ghost voices. opening closets dramatically.

thinks it’s all a bit.

his phone is at 6%, has been for hours. never charges it.

flashlight’s dead.

power bank? didn’t pack one. batteries? “i thought you had them.”

goes off to pee alone and never comes back. or he comes back but… not as himself.

last heard saying: “guys imagine if someone just—ahhhhh”

vanished mid-bit.

when things go south, he’s yelling “guys???” into a dead flashlight.

100% the one who gets possessed by accident.

was trying to entertain the group with a fake exorcism. ends up speaking latin. eyes go black mid-joke.

“eunho??”

him: floating “haha wait no fr guys help—”

if he dies: he dies mid-bit. iconic exit.

if he lives: it’s because the ghost got tired of his commentary and left.

final verdict: absolutely not surviving on purpose. entertaining until the bitter end. if you see him levitating, just know: he died how he lived—confused.

hamin

clocked the bad energy the second the airbnb said “no reviews.”

tried to cancel the trip. no one listened.

he’s the only one with a working flashlight. and a backup flashlight. and snacks. and bandaids. and a color-coded escape route spreadsheet. he's PREPARED!!!

wakes up before the killer. boards the windows while everyone else is arguing.

gets so annoyed mid-haunting he stares the demon down. “you want me? come get me. i dare you.”

demon retreats.

he’s packed. prepared. planned. but also pissed. this wasn’t on the schedule

goes full survival mode.

assigns roles. gives orders. lowkey judging everyone.

he survives the longest, no question. might even save a few people along the way.

he does not stick around for emotional speeches. “you got five minutes. after that, i’m leaving with or without you"

if he dies, it’s because he tried to fix the group’s bad decisions for too long.

if he lives, it’s because he abandoned them mid-argument and walked out the front door.

final verdict: either dies because he refused to run, or survives and carries the whole gang on his back.

both are equally likely. if he survives: moves to another country. considers writing a book called “how not to die with idiots.”

caligo/terry

the killer.

why? because he wasn’t invited.

committed murder out of FOMO.

[ethanmcgrth]

It was a good thing Noah took charge, pulling Ethan out and up to a quieter hallway. Ethan had never spent much time at parties, and none at all hooking up at them. He wouldn’t have even known where to go. But Noah got them to a hallway where there were less people, at least. That was a start. “Should we find a room?” he whispered to her, though there was no one to hear them.

Rather than just  wait for an answer, since he was already treating himself to impulsive behavior, Ethan knocked lightly on a door. The answer was a swift, groan-y, “Fuck off!” from a voice he didn’t recognize, followed by some more explicit noises. So, not in there. “That one’s taken,” he informed Noah, though surely she could already tell.

Her breath nearly caught, not expecting him to be so close. And maybe it was just the alcohol, but it had a dizzying effect. She smiled up at him, letting him kiss her. It ended all too soon for her liking, wanting more and leaning into his space. She sucked in a breath, trying to maintain some semblance of self-control. “Yeah,” she nodded. “We should definitely do that…”

Grabbing his hand, she led him out of the kitchen. There was bound to be some room they could stay locked behind – as long as no one else had the same idea in mind as them, of course. No one paid mind to them, but she still glanced around just in case as they headed up the stairs and down the hall. There wasn’t anyone really around, but it still didn’t guarantee them much privacy.

[backonmybullsht]

There is such a thing as empirical data. There is such a thing as an objective fact. There is such a thing as a scientific finding.

☝🏼This should not be a controversial statement. Thank you Noah for stating it and reflecting it in the Pitt.

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[giovannaxwallace]

starter for @noahsinclaxr

location: noah's home

Their shared kiss had plagued Giovanna's mind for quite some time, more so since Noah had promptly had to leave town for two weeks following. It wasn't that she hadn't enjoyed the kiss but more so it was that she didn't know what was to come of it. Would anything? She'd been helping out with his daughter, in addition to his sister. Upon Noah's return, Giovanna had been working a consultant case that was taking up much of her time, leaving them with little room to see one another. Giovanna had finally put on her big girl pants and decided to go over to Noah's, bringing food and a few drinks for the two to share. Her knuckles rapped against the door, gently, as she shifted the case against her body to keep her one hand free.

[preytone]

art dump