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hes just so pretty

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sorry i moaned when u said you were going to ruin me. will happen again.

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The amount of times I've been randomly hit in the face by a moth while reading fanfic

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Should I impulsively buy bad omens merch???

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It's kinda crazy to be crying to the same songs I was crying to at 12 yo

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I love Noah w glasses

Just thinking about noah looking cute with his glasses

Noah had a particular habit, a forgetful one. Whenever he sat down to read a book, work on some music or a play a video game, his glasses were inevitably left behind.

It wasn't that he couldn't see anything without them, but it required him to strain his eyes, and prolonged effort would leave him with a headache that lingered for hours.

They were usually on the nightstand, the coffee table or on the kitchen counter next to a cereal box.

And you? You were always there, with the glasses already in hand.

Tonight was no different.

You stood in the doorway of the living room, watching as Noah settled into the couch, controller in hand, the game screen already bright with a menu he probably couldn’t read. His brows knitted together as he squinted at the TV, tilting his head like puppies usually do, as if that might magically sharpen the blurry text.

You bit back a smile, holding his glasses loosely between your fingers. You didn’t need to ask if he forgot them. Of course he had.

Crossing the room, you knelt on the couch beside him. He didn’t even notice your approach until your hand gently swept his long hair back from his face. His head tilted into your touch like it was instinct.

“Struggling with something?” you teased softly.

His eyes flicked toward you. “No. I can totally read that.”

“Oh yeah?” You leaned closer, gesturing at the menu screen. “Go ahead. What’s it say?”

He squinted harder, jaw tightening as he made a valiant effort. “...New Game...something?”

“Wrong.” You held the glasses out to him with a knowing smile.

He huffed a soft laugh and let go of the controller. As he reached for the glasses, you shook your head. “Uh-uh. Stay still.”

He obeyed without protest, sitting up straighter as you shifted to straddle his lap, the glasses still held between your fingers. His hands instinctively rested on your waist, and the faintest grin tugged at the corner of his mouth as his fingers slipped lightly under your sweater and caressed your skin for a moment.

“This feels like a lot of effort just to put on my glasses,” he murmured.

“Shh. Let me work.”

You brushed his hair back again, fingertips grazing along his temple. His eyes fluttered closed at your touch, and your heart melted just a little. Gently, you slipped the glasses onto his face, adjusting them so they sat just right. Once they were in place, you leaned in and kissed his forehead, right above the frames.

“There we go. You look pretty.” you whispered against his skin.

His eyes opened, and his gaze found yours immediately. “Thank you,” he said, voice low and warm.

You smiled and kissed the tip of his nose, then the apple of his cheek, and finally the soft corner of his mouth. His grip on your waist tightened slightly, and his breath caught beneath you.

“You know,” you said softly, brushing a thumb across his jaw, “you could try remembering them once in a while.”

“Nah,” he replied, eyes sparkling through the lenses. “If I remembered them, you wouldn’t do all this.”

You laughed and kissed him again on his lips, lingering this time. “You’re impossible, Sebastian.”

“And yet, here you are.”

He grinned as you finally slid off his lap, settling beside him with your legs draped over his. He picked up the controller again, but his eyes kept flicking from the screen back to you, as though the game couldn’t possibly compare.

Like you were the only thing worth seeing anyway.

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I make kermit covers

I guttural growl along side Noah every time when I’m driving in my car…how that sounds is none of my concern 🤣

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whenever the bad omens instagram account posts another artist/band, in my head i think of noah being like “yeah i fuck with this” *posts to story*

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You don’t understand, I- NO. JUST NO.

📸 imfckingspock

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Amazing cus this is the noah I'm always thinking about

THIS is the Noah that I am thinking about when I am writing Give Me Something Beautiful

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Sometimes I get annoyed at tumblr cus I feel like shit and need a comforting fluffy tooth rotting cute fic and everything is spicy.

And the next day when I want the spicy stuff everything is fluffy or sad😭

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it is totally normal to take 2 hours to dress after shower cause that one hour long sitting naked on your bed step is very important for your mental health

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Just a reminder: if you’re following or interacting with the tea/confessions/gossip/whatever the fuck they’re calling themselves blogs, you’re not welcome here <3