#feat. noah

[romxnticss]

who: closed starter for @thewriter-noah​ what: “hahahah we haven’t really talked since i confessed my eighth grade love for you” where: Mac’s apartment

With everything else going on, Mackenzie had almost forgotten about his drunken confession to Noah at the Pit. Or at least, he’d tried to forget it. He didn’t think he’d feel so vulnerable about it nearly ten years later, but he’d liken the feeling to being open on an operating table for everyone to see. His face still warmed when he thought about it, his hands still clammed up, his voice still shook. It was like being twelve all over again, without the buffer of however many shots the Russells had poured him the night it all came spilling out. Knowing that Noah didn’t remember that initial night brought some comfort to him, at least things hadn’t been as catastrophic as he’d thought. But where exactly did that leave them now? It wasn’t as if they could just... go back to the way things were before, right? 

So maybe Mackenzie hadn’t really thought all of that through when he invited Noah to hang out. Maybe he’d just thought about how much he missed his former best friend, and how much time they had to make up for. That is, if they even still got along. “So um- you’re still doing the whole writing thing, huh? That’s pretty cool...” 

[luminarai]

And that was the last time anybody on the team attempted polite small talk with Beard.

I’ve been working on this since eurovision and got it done just in time for the s3 finale 🥲 speaking of eurovision, if you look really really closely at the interval show you might just be able peep Beard in the background…

[clarkkantagain]

noah beck

[morendodifame]

noah had done a good job of seeming fine. he was strong, he was a business owner, and he couldn't afford to fall apart the way most of them did when dakota and his troop didn't return from their last job. noah felt the pain, he felt the loss, and it killed him to lose dakota. they'd spent so long dancing around their feelings for each other, and when they finally decided to give things a real shot, he lost them. he'd spent the time waiting for dakota to come home, holding on to hope, praying to whatever god would listen to return his love to him, but it didn't happen. he tried not to lose faith, noah knew what was waiting for him on the other side of his faith, of his hope, and he couldn't bring himself to face it. there were times when he slipped, of course, when he cursed himself for not telling dakota how he felt earlier, for not kissing him more, for not doing more, for not being more. but life goes on. that was the crushing reality. days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. he'd lost track of how long dakota had been missing, of how long he'd been bearing the weight of that loss without fully accepting it. he had to get by, he had no choice. so he worked in his restaurant each day, he plastered on a smile, he thanked people for their prayers, thier well wishes, their apologies, their sympathy, and then he went home and dreamed of being with dakota again. today was another of those long days. noah closed the restaurant early, finding the burden particularly heavy that day, and was in the process of clearing up after sending his staff home. he heard the door open but was busy restocking underneath the counter, " we're closed, sorry, " he called, before slowly rising from his spot. noah stopped, staring back at the man on the other side of the counter. silence hung between them for a beat longer than it should have before either of them broke the silence, " dakota? "

[there-was-a-hole-here-itsgonenow]

Will Byers and Noah Schnapp making simultaneous marks in media history—not just LGBTQ media but media itself—is something my heart warms over every time I think about it.

Honestly, Mike Wheeler and Finn Wolfhard’s portrayal of Mike too. Mike and Will both are game-changers. It’s all a game-changer!

(Will add that even though Mike has not been explicitly confirmed queer yet, I’m mentioning him solely due to the severe amount of indication there is. Right now, I believe he’s queer history in the making.)

[devilsmenu]

@youllalwaysbemyporcelain - Noah & Sprig

“No, I don’t think any of my bones are broken, or anything like that. Just bad bruises" Noah guaranteed to Sprig. "I'll be fine, just some injuries. Are you okay though?".

[ask-sebastian]

A very Sebastian list:

All of us:

[dozydawn]

Naomi Biden and grandmother First Lady Jill Biden photographed by Norman Jean Roy.

[whatimdoing-here]

Jesse Boone | 2x02

Our favorite lovable goof.

[muchallure]

closed starter for @julybloom (continued from here)

antonia had a lot; she had looks, confidence, money and charisma, yet one thing she didn't seem to possess was shame. perhaps it would've been safer if she did, yet she harbors no embarrassment when she confronts her truth head on. she doesn't blame herself, doubts anyone else would either. so she'd intervened, not quite trusting fate to do the job she needed it to. so she'd uncovered more information about the man, before they'd ever truly shared a decent conversation - she's sure she's not the first and she certainly won't be the last woman who had taken the bull by the horns and taken fate into her own hands. "do you really have to ask that question?" she scoffs, before taking a gentle sip of her wine; lips pursing a couple of times before she dignifies the ridiculous question with a response. "because you are captivating, and you're gorgeous - and the night i actually saw you first, you were surrounded. i didn't know how i'd ever make myself known to you in a way that'd have me standing out way back then, i had to work it out - had to prove myself a worthy...competitor, for lack of a better word." she snorts, fingertip gently stroking along the rim of her glass, causing a gentle, melodic sound to fill the room. "are you terrified of me yet, no?"

[petalsfordany]

I just think if noah kahan is gonna keep releasing collabs then he should release one with miss hayley williams and then they should write together and either permanently cure my mental illness or be the reason for my death

whatever you know

[romxnticss]

who: closed starter for @thewriter-noah​ what: clarissa said honesty hour and mac said i took that personally  where: the Pit

“C’mon, dude, I’m fine! Just one more shot!” If Mackenzie Walsh wasn’t so drunk, maybe he’d be able to count how many shots he’d already had. If you asked him he’d insist it’d only been two, three tops, though it was now leaning closer to the double digits. Noah fucking Russell had been the one to cut him off, which was so fucked up considering their history. Didn’t Noah remember all the good times they’d had? Why would he do this to him? “It’s like- remember that time we stole vodka from Leo? I feel like that. So good, you know? And I wanna keep it up.” 

[stillforests]

I don't use spotify but I wanted to share my most listened to songs of the year, as determined by my very inaccurate guessing:

Unknown / Nth - Hozier

2. Farewell Wanderlust - The Amazing Devil

3. Spooky Furniture - Toodles and the Hectic Pity

4. Weep - Mother Mother 

5. Videotape - Radiohead

Top album of the year obviously has to be Unreal Unearth - Hozier

I'm always looking for new music recs so feel free to drop some in the replies!

[lucidsolar]

for: noah kiefer

he should just leave it, but it’s weighing on his mind. corbyn didn’t say it in a bad way, but ollie wasn’t immune to bad, anxiety provoking thoughts, even if he was good at disguising it. he smiles over at silver, and she’s seemingly distracted enough, so he’s pushing noah into the massive closet, not for the first time. “...are you only fucking me so you can brag about it to your little friends?” / @lucidlunar​

[themuseoftheviolets]

EVERYWHERE EVERYTHING FEAT GRACIE ABRAMS???

[formula-red]

DON'T LET THIS DARKNESS FOOL YOU ALL LIGHTS TURNED OFF CAN BE TURNED ON I'LL DRIVE, I'LL DRIVE ALL NIGHT I'LL CALL YOUR MOM