#int. -> noah.

[nahim]

closed starter for @nicotine-noah

nahim tugged his headphones off as the knock to the doors of his suite interrupted the livestream of valletta’s daily parliament meeting just as the representative for the standing committee on consideration of bills was due to speak and with a huff, he vaulted himself over the back of the couch and utilised his speed to reach the doors in a heartbeat, tugging them open curiously as he ran a hand through his hair. he’d been about to enquire what was so important that the need to be interrupted had apparently arisen but was silenced by the sight of the slave and the guard delivering him that he’d requested a few hours ago in an impulsive moment of boredom and a need for stimulation that didn’t require having to drag himself down to the undercroft. 

flashing a bright grin as realisation settled, nahim stepped back and gestured for noah to enter. “grazzi for bringing him all this way,” he said, barely sparing a glance in the guard's direction as he studied the cambion’s movements as he passed by with a hum of approval. offering a chipper wave goodbye as an afterthought to the guard as he shut the doors behind him, nahim leaned against them as he dragged his gaze over noah again, his eyes bright with vaguely mischievous intent as they met noah’s. “hello,” he kept his tone sweet as a smile punctuated the greeting. there was no need to unsettle him too much just yet. “yours was a name i didn’t recognise from previous visits. how long have you been collared down there for now?”

[edietello]

starter for: @noah-atwood location: burning of the exes

"Are you here to contribute to the pyre or are you hanging around with the hope that someone will have a burn wound?"

[billieconway]

starter for: @noah-atwood location: ambulance

"It's not Halloween anymore, so we won't jinx ourselves anymore by playing this game," Billie assures him, taking stock of the supplies in the ambulance.

"What was the worst Halloween call you ever got? Not sad, but the most absurd thing you've ever seen?"

[gracland]

♡ closed starter for @violetmood / plot linked in source

noah wasn’t sure if it was the fourth whiskey sour or the pounding bass that made everything feel vaguely unreal, but the moment the stripper stepped into his lap and tossed her hair over her shoulder, his entire body went into a state of shock. the noise of the bachelor party dulled around him — his brother yelling, someone chanting his name, the stupid sash slung across his chest. but all he could focus on was her. familiar eyes and a flicker of recognition that punched the breath straight out of his lungs. “holy shit,” he said, voice barely audible over the music, his hands frozen midair, not daring to touch. it was her. her. his high school sweetheart. the girl he thought he’d never see again, not like this, and definitely not the week before he was supposed to marry someone else.

[bastardfae]

following how poorly things had gone during the halloween festivities, arnon had doubted he’d get to experience any kind of freedom whatsoever. he’d also doubted he’d be granted permission to step foot in the undercroft given the ever-present threat of having to see manny. even if he’d landed the hit successfully enough, arnon still harboured enough irritation towards the berserker to continue where he left off if prompted. still, it seemed as if the fates were willing to smile upon him once more and in the thirty minutes of free time he’d been so graciously granted, arnon found himself sauntering down the stairs into the undercroft as if he owned the place, cockily swaggering into the semi-familiar mass of other no-hopers with a bright grin as he scanned his gaze around the place. there was no use in dwelling on how depressing the undercroft inherently was; he’d be out of here soon enough. it’d all be a distant memory. that alone was enough to keep his spirits up despite life’s continuous attempts to dull his hope.

coming to a halt behind one of the couches, arnon spotted someone he was yet to formally make the acquaintance of and at once, his mind settled on forging a new bond whilst the opportunity presented itself. jumping over the back of it to slump into the spare space next to noah, arnon brought a knee up to his chest and wrestled the crumpled cigarette packet from his pocket to pluck one out, resting it between his lips as he chucked the packet in noah’s direction with a hint of a smile. if he was already in tiernan’s bad books for bending the rules, the halfling saw no reason not to push his luck a little further with the addition of contraband. after a moment of silence, he properly turned his attention towards the other slave with a curious glint in his eye. “don’t think we’ve met yet, have we? ’s noah, isn’t it?”

@nicotine-noah

[egotistival]

“ just let me take care of you. ”

the words nearly escaped him as his attention was elsewhere - split looking out the window, the moon high in the sky, and his ears perked to the sound of her breathing. he was in his own little world, thinking of nothing in particular - dissociating, his therapist might tell him, if he had one. one of his hands was up against his mouth, fist resting there, as if he had a million things to say and wanted to keep them all in. he dropped that fist to his side, a furrow in his brow and his mind suddenly racing with possibilities. what did she mean by that, exactly? he thought back to that day where faith had edged him until he was practically incoherent, until everything had left his mind and he was just a body; a live-wire of feelings and sensation. and how freeing that had been for noah, who always had something on his mind. it wasn't even the physical sensations that had him remembering it fondly; he'd cum before, he would cum again in his life. rather, it was the exchange of power, of care, of trust that flowed between them; that was what he liked most.

turning around, he looked at her for a moment. the dim light of the room - a bulb was out up there, he needed to replace it tomorrow - provided enough light to see the shadows of her face and her gorgeous golden hair. her shampoo, he knew from personal experience, had begun to carry with it the smell of something fond and known. he realized then that they hadn't touched a lot throughout the day today; he had been so busy with repairs to some assholes room earlier in the day that he'd barely seen her. a quirk of his lips, a calculating glance at her eyes, he spoke quietly into the room. "do you want me to take off my clothes?" is that what you want? is that what you're asking of me? or is it something else? @touchbased

[dabihaul666]

these commsssssss...

[racc00ning]

js saw the list of kidzbop's latest covers and I think this is where I decide I've had enough of the internet for tonight and go to bed.

[accepptance]

closed starter for noah atwood / @noah-atwood

located @ the pantry

" Wow. Kinda messed up seeing you outside of the cafe, " Duckie says, trying not to hover too closely to Noah, who he's spotted near the canned beans. " I started to assume you only spawned when I got within ten feet of the entrance. "

[husband-steve-cortez]

Now that I'm playing an int/dex build I feel good locking in that this would be Noah's build. Dual curved swords wing of astel and moonveil.

[addycorcoran]

That's pretty cool, she's probably better at it than you are at this point. The younger you start learning something, the easier it is to pick up, or so I've heard... I don't know, kids aren't my thing. Dude, the fact that you've been responsible for a kid since you were a kid yourself is both insane and impressive. I can barely take care of myself and I'm 31. That's where her cycling from interest to interest is gonna pay off, she's gonna be smarter than the rest of us, especially on paper.

Since she was about four. She saw me playing and got curious, so she's stuck with it for the last ten years which is impressive. She's got a tendency to move from thing to thing. Easily bored, she gets that from me. Yeah, I mean fifteen was the last year I wasn't a father so, maybe I should have thrown a little caution to the wind, but I don't know, my kid is the best thing about me. My guess is she'll run through enough majors to get one of those super diploma's with five plus degrees on it.

[blcssom]

he shifts slightly in their tight quarters, trying not to let too much of his skin brush theirs. "look, i know you don't like being touched but there's just not a lot i can do about it right now, okay??"

closed for @littlcfreaks

[edietello]

starter for: @noah-atwood location: outside seascape, new years eve

"I didn't know if you'd want a Coke or a Pepsi but, considering that you don't appear to be a psychopath, I got you a coke."

[gracland]

♡ → @dimplcdcheeks liked this post for a lyric starter

"you're so convincing... how do you lie without flinching?"

[pennysylvester]

I mean, you got in, so you can't be that shit. I feel like I can't tutor you without basically teaching you my class and I don't have time to do that twice over, but I can put out some feelers if you're in the market for a biology tutor? I teach nurse-midwifery, so biology's the most broad and probably useful to you part.

Whoever said you're never to old to go back to school, clearly wasn't a thirty something freshman, with a kid and a job and a bunch of other shit. I mean I was shit the first time i did school the hell made me think- anyway, all that to say if you tutor any subject, help me. I need tutors, I need study buddies, i need hype people, i maybe need someone to slap me every couple of hours to keep me motivated and on my toes enough to actually get shit done.

So, you know, if any of that tickles your fancy, hit me up.

[husband-steve-cortez]

It's funny that I've made Ezra an intelligence build because he's an engineer and emphasizing intelligence is more important to me than status effect stuff or elements even though those are arguably just as fitting.

But Noah who's an adept on the opposite end of the spectrum I'm making an int build as well because blue.