laurabachmann56

[mxrvelouscreations]

Breakdown reply @tarnishedxknight

The call had made all the colour drain from Leah's face. Hearing that the man she loved was in trouble, that his condition was deteriorating frightened her beyond anything else. She had told her managers once she was off the phone that she had a family emergency and left, not sticking around to answer any questions. She didn't know how much time she had after all, and so she wasn't about to waste it not being by his side.

She had been met by one of the medical team when she arrived, briefing her on what had happened and an update of what his condition was now. They had told her that he was still showing signs of aggression and that she should be careful, though she didn't listen. Noah was her partner, he had always been calm with her and so, she wasn't scared of him.

"Noah.."

Walking into the room, she had to take a moment to catch her breath when she saw him. He was still him, though the glowing orange tracks on his skin worried her. Still, she wasn't scared. "Noah it's me... it's alright."

[illbringthechaosmagic]

Breakdown reply for @tarnishedxknight

Wanda had been made aware of the situation with Noah and had rushed down to where they were holding him immediately. While she knew a little of the nethicite and that it was potentially fatal, she had no idea how quickly it could deteriorate and so, she wanted to get there as quickly as possible. They had told her how they couldn't talk him down, how he slurred his words and was aggressive but she didn't care, she needed to be by his side.

Entering the room, she was instantly disturbed by the use of the restraints. She had had the same ones used on her in the Raft and so, she had some pretty bad feelings towards them. The next thing that she noticed was the orange tracks on his skin, her gaze wandering over the ones on his arms and face. This couldn't be good.

"Noah..." she called out to him, walking over to the glass, "Noah it's me... it's Wanda."

[sedativeunderskins]

noah hesitated when dove asked him to come over to her house for her birthday but he couldn't say no to her and there's no way he'd miss it. things were still really tense between him and sawyer and sawyer is still giving noah the cold shoulder. sawyer was already there when he got to her house and they were all in the basement, his smile grew when he saw dove and sawyer noticed. "happy birthday." he gave her a hug, holding onto her tightly and sawyer didn't take his eyes off them. 

[devilsmenu]

@hiddenpxpercuts - Noah & Lily

"Lily!" Noah said once he sees his girlfriend standing at the door of his house, relief seeing her good and well hugging her in a relief embrace. "Are you okay? Did you got hurt?".

[cass1x1]

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party . | noah + ashton!

@gerrykecy

Logic isn't Noah's strong suit on his best days, and today is decidedly not his best day. He paces the living room, trying to think about how to avoid the simple, obvious solution of texting back, no, thanks to someone he doesn't want to sleep with. Again. For, like, the fifth time after deciding not to anymore. It's harder than it looks, okay?

"For fucking...fuck's...fuck," he grumbles. By this point, he has completely forgotten Ashton's presence, so it's something of a surprise when he hears a, "What?" coming from the couch. Ashton sounds somewhere in between concerned and surprised and curious. It's cute, and he looks so cute tucked into the corner of the couch, whole body pressed small and one leg stretched out long, like that one leg deserves more couch than the rest of him. How this man can sit like this his entire life and believe he's straight, Noah will never understand. But he doesn't even really have time for how cute Ashton is right now. He's busy avoiding sending a simple text.

His phone buzzes again, as if to remind him how easy it would be. i'm on my way ;) and, having been in the car with him, Noah means that that is imminent. "Fuck."

Ashton puts the gameboy down and sucks in air through his teeth, making that weird sound. "O-kay. Well. Lemme know if I can--"

There's a loud sound outside. A pickup hitting the curb, and also a bush. "Fuck."

There isn't much time, and logic isn't Noah's strong suit on his best days, and today is not his best day. He looks at Ashton, so cute and slightly mussed and, okay, he's lived with his stupid crush long enough to know he finds that sexy, and really, that's when the whole decision making part of his brain sees an out.

He drops himself on the couch, delicately moves the gameboy onto the floor, and cups Ashton's face. Ashton is frozen--in shock or confusion or whatever, Noah doesn't know--but he whispers a soft, "Hey I need you to just--" before sliding the hand from Ashton's cheek into his hair and his lips against Ashton's.

Jake is somewhat surprised to find the door open, but even more surprised to find Noah inside, his long leg's tangled up with some guy Jake's never seen before. Still hasn't seen, technically, since Noah's hand and head are covering his. What he can see if a mess of golden hair. A flash of pale skin over his hip where Noah has gotten this stranger's shirt up with his other hand, skimming along the edge of his pants. Jake knows what Noah did next when it was his pants, and he suddenly feels like such a voyeur, and not in a good way.

He clears his throat to get their attention, trying to figure out if there's a way to salvage this for himself. The stranger's the one who responds, as Noah appears to be busy making a feast out of the man's neck. "D'you mind?" he says, voice going a little breathy as Noah apparently finds a sensitive spot.

Jake's not proud to admit he watches a second longer before muttering an awkward, "Sorry," and slipping out, blood rushing in his ears, dropping the spare key Noah had showed him forever ago.

When he hears the screech of tires pulling away, Noah considers simply not stopping. What better way to stop wanting a now-ex than to go back to a crush you've held for so long you can't even really feel it anymore unless you're paying attention? Which, if anything could make him pay attention, it's Ashton's hands on his shoulders, his leg pressing Noah's hips into Ashton's, his head turning to give Noah access.

He's certainly paying attention now, which is why when Ashton hesitates as the sound of the car fades, he does stop. He props himself up and fixes his eyes on the cushion next to Ashton's head so he doesn't have to look at him and make a mistake. The words come out in a rush. "Hey, sorry, thanks, I didn't mean to, like, use you or anything but I just needed him to go and I couldn't think and I just sorta figured..." and now he's run out of words, and so they stop. He doesn't know what he figured. Nothing, really. He wasn't thinking. Just acting on every stupid impulse that occurs to him.

This is too awkward, even for him, so he hazards a glance at Ashton's face. If he was mussed before, it's beyond now. His hair sticks up straight in one spot, and his lips are redder and just a bit swollen, and there's a bite on his neck that won't leave a mark, but will linger for a little while longer, and Noah wants to wince and preen at the same time. Ashton's eyes catch his and he cracks a small smile, which gives Noah such unspeakable relief. "Give a guy a warning next time you're gonna use him," he teases, though it doesn't sound like his heart's in it.

"Yeah, sorry, will do. I owe ya one for that."

He moves to extract his legs from Ashton's and slide off the couch, but the leg that had been pulling him close doesn't budge. Oh. "Didn't say you had to get up just yet," Ashton adds, this time a little more shyly than before. Noah licks his lip and moves one hand to the not-hickey. Ashton's eyes flick close, and Noah thinks he can at least make that favor up to him.

[etenniettes]

[friendofcars]

in an ideal tv adaptation of trc there is an absurd number of shots framed like pertinent tarot cards. calla upside down on the aerial silks hanged man pose. adam gets a meticulously framed but ultimately subtle magician card moment at fox way of course. and adam two/eight of swords with the blindfold. the gray man sleeping in tdt chapter 11 with the right number of vertically oriented objects behind him simulating knives in his back for the ten of swords. multiple iterations of the lovers. blue as the page of cups with her apple juice or yogurt cup. put gansey on a horse (metaphorical or otherwise) for death. idk!!!

[finnoahsource]

ahhh Noah and Finn mentioned by Charlie while meeting a fan!

so much talk about the finale reactions makes me hope we do get to see footage of the table read one day 🩵 makes me wonder if this was during reading the epilogue of their ending!

[felicitykings]

Paradise is free of pain and suffering. Everything we've ever done... is forgotten there. The passage will open. And then... we will be there. You, me... and Charlotte.

DARK (2017-2020)

[xceanlynx]

Get to know me: favorite characters ➔ Hanno "Noah" Tauber (Dark, 2017-2020)

I'm sure your father knows a lot, but he doesn't know everything. It's good that he raised you to question things. But every now and then, it's good to question those who question things.

[mxrvelouscreations]

[tarnishedxknight] (from Noah, for Leah) 👇 - to instruct my muse to sit down (he even pats his lap for emphasis XD)

@tarnishedxknight

Leah's eyes widened for a moment when she heard Noah's voice, turning to look at him. The look of surprise soon faded to a smile when she noticed him patting his lap, her hands resting on her hips for a moment. "Was that an ask or a demand handsome?" She teased, though she didn't leave him hanging for too long. Once she had made herself comfortable on his lap, or as comfortable as she could with her growing bump, she pressed a small kiss against his cheek. "What's up handsome?"

[illbringthechaosmagic]

Ghosts of Ivalice Past reply for @tarnishedxknight

Wanda had been in the room with Drace and Ashe when the brothers walked in. She had had a brief chat with Drace, welcoming her to the team and filling her in on the small piece she had to play in both the twins lives. It was a little complicated to say the least but they were working through it, with Wanda honoured to call them both her partners. She had been in the middle of asking Drace about her own life when she spotted the two brothers walking in, noticing how Noah seemed to be panicked when he saw the other.

"Noah..." she quickly got up from her seat and rushed to his side, her hands reaching for his arm, even as he wrenched it away from Basch. Her gaze moved to Basch for a moment, silently telling him that it was ok. "Noah, you're ok... take a deep breath in for me..."

Her words trailed off as Drace spoke to him, her gaze moving between the two of them. It was best for Noah to tell her why he was reacting the way he was rather than her butting in, especially when she was sure that she didn't know all of the details. After all, Noah hadn't completely opened up to her about everything, only giving her small pieces of information at a time.

That didn't mean that she was going to stay quiet when the two of them snapped at Basch. "Hey!" There was a bluntness to her voice, the red mist of her powers glowing around her eyes as she looked at them both. "I get that you're overwhelmed Noah but Basch is trying to help you out. As for you," she turned to Drace, "careful how you address him. You might have held a position of authority back in your own land but you're part of this team now. Meaning you all work together."

Dropping Noah's arm, she turned to look at Basch, her hand taking his gently. "Are you alright?"

[sedativeunderskins]

text || isabel

noah: hey...bryce came over the other night and he told me some stuff. he didn't say much but he just said you guys have been having a hard time at home...

[devilsmenu]

@rainbowmuses

"I heard some juicy news! And I bet you’re dying to hear it, hm? It's okay if you don't, I just like to make a dramatic entrance" Noah said with a shrug but the excitement never leaving him.

[cass1x1]

spoon. for sender’s muse to pull receiver’s muse flush against them, spooning them. | ashton/noah. sleepy ashton ahoy

@gerrykecy

When Noel deposited Ashton in his room, he was fairly certain the worst of it was over. The party itself had been bad: Ben had showed up, of all people, and then Ashton got involved in some sort of game that resulted in him getting plastered. Then the cops showed up to break it up or whatever bullshit they got up to, and that was worse. They had to leave in a hurry, but since they'd gone right from the library, it was a very long walk home.

A long walk for Noah, who'd had a couple beers but was fine, but altogether too long for Ashton, who seemed like he could barely walk. He'd wrapped himself around Noah almost immediately, whining that he couldn't balance and still bitter over losing his game. And, like fucking always lately, the moment he'd draped his arm around Noah, that feeling began pulling inside Noah's chest, making him feel like he couldn't breathe. Not a convenient way to have to carry your roommate's drunken ass home, for sure.

But they'd made it home, and Noah deposited Ashton back in his room, and it was over. Or so Noah had thought, until he heard banging on the wall. "Noah," Ashton whined, loud enough that there was a chance he'd wake the neighbors. "Noah, c'mere."

There was no way this was going to end well, but neither would getting kicked out over noise complaints. So, reluctantly, Noah threw off his covers, took a moment to brace himself against the chill of the apartment, and trudged into Ashton's room. He found Ashton curled up in bed, still dressed, under a heap of blankets. Their landlord was a cheap-ass, and even though it couldn't be more than 50 inside, the heat was still off. Noah had been nestled very much the same way until someone had demanded his presence. "What now?" His tone held very little patience for Ashton, though the other man didn't seem to notice in the slightest.

"'m cold. C'mere."

"What?"

"I'm cold," Ashton repeated, articulating like maybe the problem was that Noah had misunderstood. "Come here and warm me up." Noah sighed like the entire world was against him, which kinda felt true in that moment, and wheeled around to return to his own bed and his own heap of blankets. It had to be after 3am. He was done. "I'm cold," Ashton repeated, stretching the last word like a child. "We'll be warmer if you stay."

This, unfortunately, was a fair point. Noah looked up, like he was asking for divine advice, weighing his options. If he went back to his room, his bed would be colder, because he'd be alone. And Ashton, drunk as shit, would keep whining. But if he stayed... His chest tightened again. Then again, if that was the worst of it, it was survivable. With another world-weary sigh, he turned back around and made his way to the bed. He peeled back the covers, and an invitingly warm spot appeared as Ashton scooted over.

"You're such a dick," Noah muttered as he settled into the spot. He and Ashton hadn't exactly been distant from one another but ever since he'd been having that feeling about him, Noah had been trying to keep a little bit of space between them.

Ashton, evidently, hadn't noticed and had no such qualms. He reached around, pulling Noah's back flush against him, pressing his face in between Noah's shoulder blades and letting out a contented sigh. "Thanks," he whispered back, before seemingly instantly falling asleep.

Noah froze. His heart was beating so hard now that he felt like it must be enough to wake him. And that feeling inside had seized up the rest of his organs into some ridiculous twist that was somewhere between nauseous and exhilarated. This was a mistake. A horrible mistake.

Moving in what he hoped was slow motion, Noah slid his arm onto Ashton's, hoping to pry it off. The moment he touched it, though, Ashton's tightened, pulling him somehow even closer to his chest, where he could feel Ashton's slow, steady heartbeat. Ashton snored, and Noah could feel it against his skin, through his shirt, like the weirdest and least effective back massager.

Eventually, even as his mind continued to race, Noah's breath fell in sync with Ashton's. His eyes drooped shut, and although his stomach never seemed to untie itself from knots, he did somehow drift into a strangely peaceful sleep. His last thought was that even if he might regret the hell out of this in the morning, it wasn't actually the worst way the night could end.

[abybweisse]

Ch208 (p2), Were all of us being tricked?

There's not much to say here, as we see the last scene from ch207 -- Finny leaving and Doll holding Snake as he bleeds out.

I have to assume Snake means himself and all his snake friends when he says "us". Though he could also see Finny as being used, since they were both brought into the Phantomhive household and sent on this mission.

Of course, Doll and our earl are the ones who truly extended their hands to him. He doesn't know who else to blame, like Kelvin, Sebastian, or the others.

Then he starts to flashback to his days (years?) in a cage.