#noahgraves

[sweetserenityrp]

“For the glory we sing our broken, take a side and I’ll take the other one.”

Noah GRAVES is thirty-five years old. He/him is employed as a sous chef at Sullivan’s restaurant.

☆ PAST

Noah grew up in California surrounded by love and comfort. His parents were two of the greatest people he’d ever met and their relationship served as a glowing example for what true love and partnership should look like. Being the middle child of three, Noah was able to get by unnoticed from time to time and he took full advantage of that freedom whenever he could. He had a tendency to get bored easily with whatever he was doing, even as a small child. Since his parents never scolded him for his toddler art projects on the walls of their bathroom, he felt like he had the freedom to explore new things whenever he wanted. They always encouraged him to learn whatever he could, whatever he was interested in, and to follow his dreams no matter how big or small they were.

He was a free spirit, perfectly at home in California, throughout his adolescence. Nothing in his life had ever gone wrong before which was why his father’s death shook him to the core. His father was his role model, he was the man who taught Noah what being a man even meant; how to act and treat others, how to build things for himself, how to fix cars, whatever he knew he knew because of his father. Losing him rocked his world in a way he couldn’t get past for a long time. It was senseless – a drunk driving accident – and it wasn’t fair. The one thing he was able to channel from that tragedy was his drive to become an EMT. He was positive that if he was trained and experienced, he could save some other sixteen year old kid from having to know the same pain, the same loss, as he’d learned at that age.

By the time he graduated the EMT program he was antsy and ready for a change. For whatever reason Texas seemed to be calling his name so he packed up and moved South where he quickly found a job and, soon after, the love of his life. She was beautiful and kind and thoughtful and generous; her list of good qualities was never ending. He fell for her fast and hard. They were only eighteen when they met but their bond only grew with time. They were twenty-one when they got married an it was truly the happiest day of his life up until the birth of their son two years after. Noah couldn’t be happier with his life and he knew he was making his father proud because he was being the kind of man he’d taught him to be. He even gave up his EMT career in favor of joining the police force so he could have a more stable schedule that allowed him more time with them.

After he graduated from the police academy he and his family picked up and moved to New Jersey so they could be closer to his wife’s family because her grandmother was having some health issues. They enjoyed five years of bliss, even through the brutal winters, and Noah was sure he’d be happy for the rest of his life here. It wasn’t until his precinct received the call to the scene of a crime and one of his fellow officers called him directly from the scene telling him he had to get down there– not because they needed his help with the scene, but because they needed him to positively identify the bodies of his wife and son. It was a snowy night in March and a car driving too fast hit a patch of black ice and lost control. The two people he loved most in the world were killed on impact and suddenly Noah had no sense of direction anymore.

He tried for almost a year to find a groove again but everything in New Jersey reminded him of his wife and son. He needed a fresh start and there was no better way that completely disappearing to some small town he randomly selected on the map. Serenity, Georgia. He’d never heard of it before which was perfect because no one would think to look for him there. He had to find a way to pay the bills but he couldn’t bring himself to get involved in law enforcement or first responder positions anymore. He took a job as a busser in one of the town diners and somehow worked his way up to a prepping station in the kitchen under Lily Loe Sullivan.

☆ PRESENT

It surprised Noah how much he took to working in the kitchen. He’d never considered himself much of a cook beyond the 2-3 old family recipes he knew how to make perfectly. Some of his memories of working in the kitchen with his mother and grandmother started to come back to him and, with Lily Loe’s blessing, he began to mess around with ingredients here and there. His creativity and seemingly natural instinct for flavors marked him as the one to watch in the kitchen and before long, Lily Loe promoted him to her sous chef. They slowly became good friends beyond the conversations they’d have behind the line. Although he was still grieving the loss of his wife and son (and probably always would be on some level), life seemed to be evening out for Noah once again in the most unexpected way.

The Role of Noah GRAVES is played by Charles Michael Davis and is currently OPEN and this FC is nonnegotiable.

[jacobtulach]

call your mother. @noahgraves

The island was still mostly shrouded in darkness, that time of morning when only the birds were awake. The sun crept slowly over the horizon throwing pale shades of purple and blue across the sea. Jacob made his way up to Noah’s villa to see if he wanted to drink tea (or coffee) before they got to work again on The Blue Moon’s deck. As he got to the porch, he noticed Noah’s phone was sitting face down on the rail. Jacob looked around for any sight of his son and, upon not hearing the tell tale pitter patter of busy feet going in eighty directions at once, had to conclude that the phone was left there.

“Goddammit.” Jacob picked up the phone and immediately put it in his pocket, and when he was about to push open the front door, he felt a buzz in his pocket. His phone, not Noah’s. And it wasn’t Noah who was calling. In fact, the ring tone was In the Hall of the Mountain King which meant only one person could be calling.

Jacob took three quick strides away from the villa and turned his back to it. He answered. “Hello, Tara.”

[aaronherzog]

❤️

“None of my crushes are secret. I have been here too long. And anyway, if I like someone, I tell them. I like to clear the air. Oh. No, wait a minute. A news flash? I have a big, horny crush on Noah Graves.”

@noahgraves

[bo-bellamy]

surprise! @noahgraves

“Oooo,” Bo hummed when she approached Noah’s villa. She knew he’d have the nicest one in the Villas West. Bo ran her hand along the porch rail, admiring the plants decorating the windows. She tried to peek through the window, only to see the villa’s owner come out the front door looking--well--dashing, as always. “Hey there, sugar dick. I’m back.” She purred at him. She caught him right at the door and thrust his gift into his hands--a yellow mug that read WORLD’S #1 GRANDPA. “I gotcha this mug. Did you miss me?”

[valkopetrov]

I Put a Spell on You { @noahgraves }

Valko couldn’t even begin to understand what was happening on this island anymore. One minute brought violence of the worst kind imaginable, and the next minute they were having a party to which he and everyone like him had received an invitation. He wondered if a party was all it was, or if more violence was in store. Rejecting the invitation had never crossed his mind. He had a sister to protect, and also he’d heard there would be a keg.

“I don’t understand why I have to wear an eye patch,” he complained. He picked at the raggedy, cartoonish costume he found himself dressed in. “Isn’t this just perpetuating stereotypes?”

[maddox-keyes]

ARE YOU USING MY HAIR PRODUCTS LFHRHRBFBDVDV — noah.

Yes. Couples share, Noah. Don’t be so territorial.

@noahgraves

[lola-gutierrez]

@noahgraves

He felt some relief at the sight of the Spanish princess, whether it was confirmation of her safety or the realization that he could, in fact, stop the interloper. Noah exhaled with a tight smile and a nod, giving her a once-over. “Sorry, Lola,” he teased. “No paint jobs here—“

It wa only then that he really looked at her, and the line in his brow deepened. “Oh, hey,” his hand lifted to her shoulder, curling around it. “Come here. You need to sit down.” She looked shell-shocked. He’d know. Directing her to a curb, he motioned for her to sit and crouched down before her. “How long have you been out here?”

There was no room there for jokes or playing around. That was a threatening situation and there could be people in actual need for help. Lola hoped Noah was able to recognize that, but, most importantly, Lola hoped no one would end up taking something like that lightly.

Almost detached from what was going on, the Spanish could barely feel the touch of Noah’s hand on her shoulder as he guided her away from where she’d just been standing. How long had she been out there? Well, she did not know. From the Tulach House she had seen the orange embers that colored the night sky, so, she came closer to find what it was. She had no clue how long had passed since that. “I... I don’t know,” she replied, finally focusing on him. “Why?”

[aokardosarchive]

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse (Noah!)

  Noah, easily, is one of Nael’s favourite piratas. All he wants to do is repay the kindness that friendship that the younger one is showing him. He has all the intention of providing Noah his own apartment in Argentina. Or at the very least, an all-expense paid trip. That is, if they get out of the island. For now, however, he simply wishes to hang out more and cultivate the friendship. @noahgraves

force my muse to spill their secrets.

[amelielatremoille-blog]

∅ (Noah! Just like every week. He wants validation that she likes him ❤️)

Amelie didn’t exactly know why she was here, per say. She didn’t know why she was walking to (hopefully) Noah’s villa, with her heart beating faster tahn normal the second she got to the door. Fist lightly rapping against the door, Amelie could hear slight russling inside of the villa, her own lips pursing together as the door opened. 

Not allowing any time for him to start speaking, she let out a shaky breath. “You know, I took pride in myself back home for being one of my only siblings who was hardly in a relationship.” She mumbled, a hand running through her hair. “But, now we’re here, and theres you, and anytime I see you… there’sn this feeling in my chest that I can’t descirbe, Noah.” Amelie added, shaking her head. “Can you stop making me believe in things I don’t want to believe?” She asked quietly, eyes adverting down to the ground.

| @noahgraves |

SEND ∅ FOR MY MUSE’S OPINION ABOUT YOURS.

[noahgraves]

Noah

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bangbest quality: “I can out-creative anyone on this island, and I’ve never met a project I didn’t like.”worst quality: “I have a temper and get annoyed, fast. And I can be a bit selfish when I feel pressured to do something that I don’t think is right -- or doesn’t appeal to me. And I’m stubborn. And I don’t speak up until it’s too late, especially about how I feel, especially when it really matters.”ship them with: @noahgraves @maddalenaofitaly @amelialatremoille @bo-bellamybrotp them with: @harleyism @jacobtulachneeds to stay away from: Girls with blonde hair who look nice in plaid. @emiliaadleymisc. thoughts: Noah’s as solid as most 25-year-olds are, and genuinely tries to be a good person -- even if he misses the mark at times. tbh he’s one of my favorite characters I’ve ever written and I love him, the dork.

send me your name and I’ll tell you what I think!

[leciacardoza]

Jacob.

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bangbest quality: He can build a sturdy bookcase.worst quality: He is a pirate.ship them with: I am afraid I do not know enough pirates to know which would be a good match for Jacob. There is a pretty blonde one I like? @bo-bellamybrotp them with: @noahgraves @sophie-dragic needs to stay away from: My gardenmisc. thoughts: He seems okay enough for a pirate. Perhaps a bit overly attentive, which if not my preference for a captor obviously. I am mostly certainly not so desperate for my own home that I would consider him a father figure...

[charlottexabernathy]

Noah!

Send me a name & I’ll tell you how hot they are.

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

“He’s adorable in the way a puppy is.”

@noahgraves

[jacobtulach]

💛💝💓 (Noah!)

NOAH IS THE PUPPY

@noahgraves

[aaronherzog]

How much gel is in your hair in those gifs? I’ll take measurements in metric tons. -Noah

No. You know what? No. You of all people use the most hair gel on the island. Go away. @noahgraves

[bo-bellamy]

♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up (Noah!)

“One more episode!” Bo announced. Netflix already had the countdown going on episode 4, season 3 of the Great British Bakeoff, which Noah said he had seen already but he was kind enough to rewatch it with her. Noah said something about another drink, and Bo reached over and pushed down on his leg, fingers clenching around his knee. “Don’t.” Her voice was very firm and she looked at him with a glare that quickly faded into a smile. “Stay here. Kiss me durin the intro.”

@noahgraves

[valkopetrov]

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