#NOAH.

[vvhimsicals]

noah was fully expecting to see his ex at his friend's wedding. they were, in fact, his ex's friend too; they used to be in the same friend group before the breakup. but now that things were awkward, everyone mostly hung out one-on-one or made sure the exes weren't in the same room as each other. part of noah just wanted to pretend that they weren't there, but he couldn't help himself when he saw them across the room at the reception. he wanted them to know he was happy without them, arm linked around his current partner with some liquid courage and approaching them. "good to see you." / @mccntower

[dogsrotten]

breaking up is funny , “i forget you aren’t mine .” but she is , in every other way a person belongs to someone . mind , body , soul and spirit .

[enemylines]

♡ open to ; femme ♡ muse ; noah finch

"it's always one step forward and two steps back. i'm the love of your life until i make you mad."

[ofwrxth]

+ KENZIE / DOWTOWN BAR

Noah's fucking pissed. It's been two days since the stupid arts festival that he didn't even fucking want to go to and he'd ended up spending the night in a fucking cell. To say it hadn’t gone over so great at work is an understatement. His only defense is that he was defending some stupid college kids who couldn't keep their stupid mouths shut. What happened in Center Hill was a shame, it actually was. Noah's not so heartless as to want people to just...suffer. So yeah, it was stupid for those kids to get involved. But it was also out of line for people to beat up fucking children. Of course he'd gotten involved. And, unfortunately, he'd ruined a perfectly nice date with Azize and maybe scuffed up some art. Work had been a series of meetings, discussing his behavior and involvement before giving him several warnings. Just icing on the cake. Thankfully, with the fourth the next day, enough coworkers decide to go out for some drink. He thinks he can slip in under the radar and not have to talk to anyone, which is exactly what he does. That is, until he thinks he hears a hey! Noah takes a swig and glances around for the voice. He nearly jumps when he notices the woman standing there in front of him. "Sorry, you need to get through?" Noah thinks she wants to get to the bar and moves out of her way. @dxrkenedheights

[rhiezus]

“ you get this little dimple when you smile. sometimes i just want to kiss it. ” // EH O AMOR QUE MEXE COM MINHA CABEÇA noah x myah

for most of what he had seen depicted in real life and most fiction, love was supposed to bring out the best in people. of course, they were expectations in the midst of everything, there was an obsession and limits and the hell passion that goes into it when you least expect and that wasn't a realization he had only by watching movies, no. early in life for most of the things ever since birth noah was keen to discover and to leap his heart openly at everything and everyone all at once, something his family therapist qualified to his parents as one of the most precious deeds of his personality. back then, of course, noah wasn't really sure how to take all things compliments or all of the expectations that came along with it as he was growing older. he was the middle child, a role which he seemed to accept just fine in order to fulfill his role in the dynamic-oriented family he was born. it wasn't like everyday life was different because of it, it wasn't like anything changed at all, it was just growing altogether along with him — the perpetuating feeling of being who you are and being accepted for it. love was a funny thing after all because it made you see the real you and make a choice — live for it, whatever it is, or run to keep on looking for whatever else.

being so involved with everyone that you set your heart to find and to love has many ups and many downs, not only was there too much all at once to which it seemly all lost its sense, but it also craved an unforgiving search for what might cure it. he had been hurt once before, two, three, and even more than five times, but it never stopped him from keeping looking, keep living for all that matters. because not only that therapist was right, all of the others that followed seemed to say the same thing "you've got a good heart, noah, don't bury it away" — and he didn't, he couldn't even if he tried which as tiresome as it was intended since the begging of his whole existence. and what an existence that it was, being a child from a family of overachievers, what is hard you ask? could it be classified as such when you've got privileges to take answers for? no, not in the slightest is what he kept repeating over and over again until it actually sunk in and work went overdue to make himself what he, in the limits of what he could, wanted to become.

none of that shit mattered though when he met myah, or — when he looked at her, right this time. not with the passion and luxury of owning someone he had once before, not with the intensity of his teenage years or his curiosity to find what made her who she was and how could he be more of her rather than him. it was quiet and familiar like coming back home when he was a year away, like being held in the arms of his mother at twenty-four years old but feeling like a child again like he knew nothing even though he knew almost everything there was to know now and yet it was not enough. but myah made it seem like the little he could offer, the little he was, the little he knew... was worth of compensation and that compensation was the little she could offer, the little she was, the little she knew — which combined was not all that little after all. and it made sense so, not in the burning ways of before, in the desperate hands of someone who knew not where to put them but rather in a sense of belonging, of pieces falling into places where they never once were but felt they knew the path.

he smiled mischievously under her touch one more time, lazily opening his eyes to find hers already staring at his face with the same peculiar look she had when she was intendedly interested in something. noah pushed back a few rebel strands of her hair back which pulled back to she was placed, but he just wanted to caress her face in the same way she did him. "do it." it was directly as that, he was daring her at the same time he was thinking of stranding her along, kissing her neck, her chin, her cheek... he let his smile take the best of him, rubbing it against her face while their warm noses made contact-making both of them giggle immediately, a contagious type of feeling they only got when they were this close. noah closed his eyes and before she could kiss him, he held her hips with both of his hands and laied her down on the bed before him. they weren't completely awake yet, in fact, they had been in this hazelly state of being happy and in love for months now. he wasn't worried at all if it was too much for one person to feel or if it was rather unreal for both of them, in fact, for probably the first time ever he wasn't thinking anything else.

"you kiss it, whenever. it is yours anyway." he smiled just for her, this time for the last time before kissing her. it didn't matter who moved first, they met along and kept the same passionate moves for as long as it lasted. it was just like that in their relationship: the past, the future, the present... all intertwined with the sensation of belonging. for the first time, there weren't any movie references he could find, there weren't any metaphors of his family he could use, no new joke to be made... he was writing his own story, he was starting his own metaphors and finding his own laugh, with myah and because of her.

[hinugundam]

@scaretactik

[noahverrier]

My oil painting of Gatorade Arctic Blitz

[dcvina-claires]

i am a tragedy enjoyer before i am human

[infinitegossip]

noah has to be one of the most unsuccessful nepo babies out there. is there anything he's actually good at?

" it took me a minute to place who you were even talking about. but hey, at least he's easy on the eyes. that's good for something. "

[joshuaballsett]

[vvhimsicals]

noah was planning to have more of a chill night when he received a few intriguing tinder messages from someone who had been wanting to hang out. he provided them his address, but by this point it had been a few hours and he assumed his potential hookup had fallen asleep. no skin off his nose, but just in case they were waiting outside of his door, he shuffled over to swing the door open, only to find his apartment neighbor sitting on the floor in the hall. "oh--" he reacted out of surprise, eyes narrowing down to the other. "is the floor that comfy or are you locked out?" he asked with a charming grin, eyes still locked down on the other. / @gccdwitch

[heisenpink]

"Noah Schnapp is too young he doesn't understand what he's doing!" meanwhile Redveil...

[ofwrxth]

+ LILY / DUPONT FUNDRAISER, BROOKWOOD COUNTRY CLUB

"You guys look good together," Noah comments when he crosses paths with Lily at one of the bars throughout the tent. He'd clocked her the moment she walked in, on the arm of Oliver Cross no less. He shrugs it off, having opted for no date to the DuPont's annual fundraiser. He used to be the one walking in with Lily. Things changed faster than the blink of an eye, though, and he doesn't blame Oliver for taking his shot. Lily looked beautiful. "Looks like another solid turnout. Did you help plan all this?" Noah asks, gesturing around them and taking a sip of his drink at the same time. "Think this is the best one yet." He remembers how she'd stress over the details leading up, how he'd stay up late with her as she waffled between this decision or that, chiming in only when she asked. Noah always thought she did a good job and despite several years of distance, he still thinks so. @blackheartatl

[rhiezus]

noah how is life treating you huh ?

fucking picnic! what the fuck do you think headless twat?? who the fuck are you anyways?? piss off. hOW iS Life TrEAtInG Me..... who are you, my therapist?

[sadsoupghost]

God I wanted to see you. I was going to fly and see you. I was going to sleep in your arms and press my face into your hoodie. But you seemed so…I don’t know what to say to you. Do you see me?

[noahverrier]

My oil painting of home made Uncrustables