#noah kahan again

[toribookworm22]

Ten Songs Ten People

Thank you @captain-kraken for the tag!

No pressure tagging: @acertainmoshke @andromeda-grace @apocalypsewriters @hallwriteblr @lettersandinkstains @ddbirb @pluttskutt @rsdan @yors-truly & an open!

From my Early Mornings playlist:

Close Behind by Noah Kahan

Thoughts by Sasha Alex Sloan

Blue Bayou by Linda Ronstadt

bitches broken hearts by Billie Eilish

Bad Luck by Noah Kahan

Moonshadow by Yusuf / Cat Stevens

Work by Charlotte Day Wilson

snowman slowed by RING

summer nights by Skinny Atlas

I Know The End by Pheobe Bridgers

[cataclysmictide]

Pain's Like Cold Water Your Brain Just Gets Used To It

No Complaints - Noah Kahan/That Funny Feeling - Bo Burnham/Ask Polly: Help I'm The Loneliest Person In The World - Heather Havrilesky/Ladybird (2017)/Tennessee Williams/unknown/No Complaints - Noah Kahan/Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)/Ask Polly: Help I'm The Loneliest Person In The World - Heather Havrilesky/That Funny Feeling - Bo Burnham/No Complaints - Noah Kahan/That Funny Feeling - Bo Burnham/Unknown/Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)/'Ectesy' - Georges Bataille/Warsan Shire/Ladybird (2017)/How to Cure a Ghost - Fariha Róisín/That Funny Feeling - Bo Burnham/No Complaints - Noah Kahan

[fiveredlights]

It’s a fucking awful sunrise the next morning.

They couldn’t check the weather, Michelle had paid off Issac and Izzy to steal it from them the second they walked into the house, so they half heartedly argued for a bit what was considered sunrise time—5:45 am apparently—and that was that. The alarm clock woke them up, and left the house bundled in warm clothes for an uncharacteristically cold spring morning.

Grace had offered Matilda Bay as their spot. A stretch of grass that sits opposite the Perth skyline, the river in between. There are tall gumtrees littered along the shoreline, and Max steers them to one furthest away from the public eye.

It’s just them here. Bark, digging into the skin of his back. The damp dirt, where he sits. Daniel, the heavy, solid, unmoving weight in his hand.

“This is a really shit sunrise,” Daniel mumbles into his shoulder. He’s curled away, in between Max’s legs where they make a V-shape. Daniel’s knees dig into his right thigh, and has tucked his head into the crook between Max’s neck and shoulder.

He’s not even sure he could call it a sunrise. It’s overcast, the grey clouds are spread out as far as the eye can see. There is sun, but it shines from behind the clouds. The light from it slowly rises with time, but it’s barely noticeable.

Max hums quietly in response, tracing stars above his hip. “I think there’s going to be a couple of bad sunrises,” he says softly. “But there will be good ones again. Maybe not right now, or next week. But there will be good ones again.”

“We should come back here.” Daniel pushes himself up and shuffles until all Max is seeing is Daniel.

It’s always been Daniel, Daniel, Daniel.

“We should come back here,” he repeats, snaking his hand up to the base of Max’s neck, threading Max’s hair through his fingering ers. “When the sunrises are good again.”

Max leans forward and kisses his curls. Kisses his forehead. Kisses the corner of his eyes. Kisses the hook of his nose. Kisses his lips. Kisses everywhere he can, hopes that each one will resemble any semblance of peace Daniel so desperately deserves.

“It’ll be good,” Max whispers in between their lips as they pull back slowly. “It’ll be good again.”

[hella1975]

noah kahan really said growing up in a small, bitter hometown is about the rage and the hatred that's been sung about many times before but it's also about love and devotion and the 'all three of us were drowning and we didn't know how to save each other but there was an understanding that we were all drowning together' of it all and knowing people so intimately yet not being able to help anyone and he's morally grey at best in a lot of his songs and objectively the bad guy in others and that's just how it is and it's about substance abuse and normalised crime and teen suicide and country roads and failed exams and leaving and being left and love and hate and love and hate and love and

[catastrxblues]

x ds : multiverse of madness (2022) // ‘night and day’ by virginia woolf // ‘on loving’ by forugh farrokhzad // atonement (2007) // everywhere, everything - noah kahan

[mickeym4ndy]

[buck2eddie]

but i ignore things, and i move sideways.

[romanitas]

homesick (1/?)

summary: It’s Annabeth’s wedding day. She leaves the groom at the altar. 

Or, the day she runs away for the last time and everything that follows.

The dress is white. She always thought she wanted a color, partially out of spite against all the customs and etiquette and expectations of matrimony. Just because the Chase family likes to adhere to customs doesn’t mean Annabeth does, and she’s certainly got the juvenile detention arrest record to prove that. Her hair is tied back out of her face in an elegant updo; they’d attempted to straighten her curls at Helen’s behest, but even the strongest hairspray couldn’t keep them all down, and some of her hair waves and coils anyway. The veil is pinned in neatly and trailing down her back. The dress has sleeves - she wasn’t so sure she wanted them either, but her stepmother insisted in the alterations.  “Something borrowed,” she’d said of the sleeves, given the lace was from her family. Annabeth isn’t even technically related to them, and they never liked her.  She looks at herself in the mirror and frowns. Her frown only deepens when she thinks she probably shouldn’t be frowning. It’s her wedding day. It’s supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Somewhere in the church, her fiance is waiting, presumably looking handsome in his suit. She touches the necklace at her throat.  “Something blue,” Helen said, offering the gold chain with the small blue sapphire attached. Piper had frowned, because they’d just been talking about the seashell earrings Annabeth had wanted - in blue. 

( read the rest on ao3 )

anyway i've been reluctant to share this weird thing i'm working on given my track record for finishing things, but it's been a WEEK of a few days so. fuck it we ball.

[padmestrilogy]

dial drunk - noah kahan

[imsiriuslyreading]

Siriusly Noah Fest

Sign ups and Prompts are now open for the Siriusly Noah Kahan fest!

Any ships, pairings, characters are welcome :) We don't ship-shame in this house!

are we ready to get autumnal and dramatic? nostalgic for loves we haven't yet met, etc? ready to throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason? mhm yep, thought so!

anyway, enough of all that. shall we bring back the fest vibes and make noah kahan proud? this is not yet finalised or locked in but here are some loose guidelines, dates and requirements:

July 28: Prompt Submission July 28-Aug 4: Signups open Aug 10: Prompts Close Aug 11: Prompt Claiming Sep 1: Check in point Sep 29: Potential Posting date!

interested? you can do the following:

Signup here

Submit a prompt and if you have a pairing/character in mind, add that too we have a discord server you are welcome to join if you're taking part! drop me a dm and I'll send you the link <3

love,

lana xoxo

[chryseiswriting-blog]

“Medicate, Meditate,

Swear your soul to Jesus.

Throw a punch,

Fall in Love,

Give yourself a reason.”

A cool evening breeze.

Rainbows.

Open Roads.

Friends

[loonyloopylupin96]

"I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might not have, but I did not lose."

[stardivingsea]

save me the view between villages by noah kahan. noah kahan save me.

[etchedstars]

on leaving & coming back

sleep on the floor - the lumineers / lights light up - fenne lily / over there - the japanese house / scott street - phoebe bridgers / adeline - john-robert / the view between villages - noah kahan / paul revere - noah kahan

[ellabiee]

I've said this to people before but like Jason Todd is very Come Over by Noah Kahan coded and I cannot explain how

[sweaty-toothed-mad-woman]

and I love Vermont

but it’s the season of the sticks