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[thiskryptonite]

If you click HERE you’ll find 1600 gifs of Noah Centineo from his role in season 1 of The Recruit He is white, so please cast accordingly. All gifs were made by me and are 268 x 160. You are welcome to resize these/edit for personal use, but do not redistribute or claim them as your own. Content warning: flashing lights, blood, violence, guns, sex, partial nudity, alcohol, and kissing

[harleystuff]

Noah Centineo Gif Pack

[PART1] & [PART2]  In this gif packs you will find 1773 gifs (275*167) of Noah Centineo as Owen Hendricks in ‘The Recruit S01 - Ep 1 to 8’.  I made these gifs from scratch, so please don’t claim them as your own and do not repost them in gif hunts (instead link back to this page). You may crop/use them in crackships & stuff, but please don’t forget the credit ! (& since I’m kinda curious, I’d very much like to see :p) Likes and reblogs are appreciated! (Mega link can be found in the master folder) Content warning : kissing, semi nudity, flashing lights, alcohol, shaky cam, firearms, blood, violence

[virtual-q]

Sarah Bahbah's "Fool me twice"

[finelinecinemashow]

Sin City

Plot: Lany, the formidable daughter of a mafia kingpin, finds herself drawn to the charismatic leader of a rival gang. Bound by desire yet torn by allegiances, Lany and her unlikely paramour must confront their deepest fears and darkest secrets in a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal is always lurking in the shadows. Will their love endure the trials of Sin City, or will their passion become the ultimate casualty in a war they cannot control?

Word count: 3,325K

Warnings: vulgar language, pew pews, Mafia && Gang rivalry, Drugs and alcohol

PART TWO: UP IN THE AIR.

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Hellooooo! Welcome to Sin City. I could NOT for the life of me get this out of my head. God I wanna be in the mafia so bad.

*If there is another story on wattpad that has Angels Syndicate as a rival gang name - LET ME KNOW. I looked at quite a few Mafia books and could not find any, but I could be wrong!! I can and will change it!* As for the people who I have as a face claim, besides Manny Montana, Noah Centineo and Dylan Sprouse everyone else I got off pinterest. Lol

*THANKYOULOVEYOUBYE*

Now, sit back, relax, and happy reading!!!!

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I remember a time growing up when dad would throw me in the air and I would get this rush. Now, whether that was a rush of fear, angst, or excitement I'm not sure. But what I am sure of, is it never felt like this. It all happened in slow motion. One moment I am on the rooftop of Commonwealth bar in downtown Vegas to scope out my competitors, the next thing I know I am being ambushed with no way out but to jump to the next roof to run. All because of fucking Cam.

G and I got a tip that a member of Angels Syndicate was going to be making a drop here and because we are the only ones in our group that don't show our faces outside of the club, we figured we could get more intel without bringing attention to us. Let's back up a bit, before you caught me midair and mentally shitting myself.

"We have about 20 minutes before they show. No one is to come up here without us knowing. I want full facial recognition from everyone, Rhett." I said into my ear piece while sipping on my whiskey.

"It's like you have zero faith in me. I already have the rooftop covered, everyone there besides you have been assessed. Their bank accounts are screaming at them to go home but yet they are adding up tabs like no tomorrow." He scoffed. I could have told him that without hacking into their lives. He uses technology, I use common knowledge. Their bags, clothes, shoes and shitty drugstore makeup tell me that.

"Cut the judgment out of your voice, Rhett. Sometimes not worrying about your problems is the only way through this life." G hummed. I don't know how she did it, but she was just as sweet as she was heartless. That was the one thing she wanted from her training. She did not want to be numb like the rest of us. She grew up with a good life, so I can understand the need to keep some of her heart.

Rhett and I on the other hand, did not grow up that way. We grew up with love, yes. But being born into the Mafia life, you see things you aren't technically supposed to see and because our father was never one to beat around the bush, he would tell us straight up why someone had to die the way they did and or why they were on the life path they were. We were always protected, but always prepared. Rhett mumbled his apologies so easily to her, I can practically see his face now, loved up puppy. I give it another month before he makes a fool of himself and wants to confess his attraction. Pitiful. We don't get many options in this life, always have to be on the lookout. We have to know who can handle this life, who is't with us for their own motives, and who isn't with us for the money. I doubt half of Vegas, as wild as it is, could handle the life we live.

"Alright, enough of the niceties, we have a job to do. Let's get it the fuck over with. I have a giant ass bed and a packed bowl waiting for me." I huffed. It was after I said that, that Rhett said the codeword, meaning they were here.

"Sin." He said in our ears. "It's showtime. Two men coming up the stairs to the roof. They each have an angel wing below their right ear. How fucking original." He said while laughing. I rolled my eyes. He has a motherboard tattooed on his thigh, he doesn't get-

"Says the nerd with a motherboard tattooed on his thigh." Georgia mumbled saying my thoughts out loud, thinking he couldn't hear it. He did in fact hear it and the gasp he let out was all but dramatic.

It was at that moment that the two men Rhett was talking about had walked in, head to toe covered in tattoos. One looked like he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and became a drug runner, innocent looking with his clear glasses on his face. The other one fit the role of drug runner much more, grungy and rough looking, barbed wire tattooed across his forehead. They made their way to the end of the balcony, taking seats on opposite sides of the couch. We had a pretty good view of them as we were seated on the velvet green couch by the bar. Glasses had his back facing us, so we couldn't see what he was saying, but Grunge was nodding his head to his associate.

Georgia sat close to me and started to talk about whatever her precious heart desired so we looked busy and not at all spying on them. I leaned closer to her so I could read the man's lips. His beard was making it hard, but I caught the word Boss. Boss.. Is he coming? Is he here and we just didn't catch him?

"Rhett, He said, "boss".. Maybe I'm reaching here but is there another member here?" I leaned closer to G with my head down so they wouldn't know I was watching.

"You are always reaching, Mills. Give me one second to look." He responded. I rolled my eyes but waited anyway.

I could hear his keyboard clack away and continued to look around the roof to see if I could see anyone who looked out of sorts. Like I have said before, I love Vegas. People watching was a favorite of mine, knowing who lives here and who doesn't. The biggest give away to tourists is they always wear fanny packs. ALWAYS. Sometimes you could tell by their sneakers, squeaky clean and fresh out of the box for their "vacation." Vegas should not be a vacation spot to most because you'll be even more broke than when you arrived by the time you leave. But taking a page out of G's book, I try not to pass too much judgment. Afterall, sometimes Ignoring your troubles is the only way through this life.

"Everyone else is good. But The vehicle they showed up in is still downstairs, I'm assuming the driver is a dead man walking though, charges through the roof and many many felonies." Rhett confirmed.

There aren't many terms for people who have rap sheets a mile long, Institutionalized is one, but that one is no fun, so we like to call them dead men walking because their one true purpose in life is to be behind bars. They feel safer there, they have their own turfs. They run the yards on the inside. On the outside is a different story, they don't have turf, they don't feel safe. They don't have the control they oh so crave. If we need something done and the chances of getting caught are higher than not, we send them so they get sent away and we don't. We get off free with the deal completed, and they get to go back to their safe haven, everybody wins.

Snapping out of thoughts, I paid attention to the door, ready for whoever was meeting them to walk through. Georgia has the same thoughts as me but has her eyes on the associates who were just given their drinks. Lydia, who we have disguised as a waitress, made eye contact with both of us and nodded stiffly, if you blinked you would have missed the subtlety of it. Thank god her uncle owns this bar. Ry taught her everything she knows about slinging drinks.

I looked down at my phone to look busy but spoke just loud enough for Rhett to hear. "Alright Rhett, keep your eyes open. Lydia just dropped off their drinks." We were on high alert now waiting for whoever was coming in.

Within seconds, I hear "Got him." in my ear and G and sit up a little straighter while still looking at each other. "God dude, the worst part of getting intel is waiting and I hate it with a fiery burning passion." Georgia mumbled. I laughed quietly while agreeing with her.

I'm not saying that we are adrenaline junkies with a death wish, but sitting idle is a fucking killer. I like my down time as much as the next person, but on my time. While on the clock I feel like I'm not doing enough, the struggle I ride between the two will be my downfall I am sure of it. Knock on wood though.

Looking back at the door we see it open up and a short guy with ashy blonde hair walks in and pauses, quickly assessing where he wants to go. He looks at the guys by the balcony, nods at them and makes his way to the bar. After grabbing a beer and shamefully trying to flirt with Lydia he walks over to the two angels and sits down next to grunge before leaning over the table to fist bump Glasses. Lydia walked back over to see how they were doing before sitting next to Glasses and writing down his next order, as Grunge was telling her what he wanted she inconspicuously placed a tap on top of the couch but behind a cushion so they wouldn't be able to see.

Now we wait.

"I am going to turn on the tap so be careful with your ear pieces. I fixed them after what happened last time, but just to be safe." Rhett said. A steady beep was heard before we heard an Irish accent. He doesn't sound too happy.

"You need to make sure this drop is fucking spotless. No fuck ups, Got it? H was pissed that his last drop was ambushed. What the fuck happened Colt, huh? That was your 10k drop." The Irish man glared at Glasses. Oh so sad. That was a good supply I got, so this was comical for me.

Glasses dropped his head a little before looking back at him, "I know Ni. I didn't tell anyone, I don't know what happened. It was Ryder and I alone. He was with me the whole day so it couldn't have been him. It was careless to not be on high alert, but I won't let it happen again." He said confidently. Ni..Niall I'm assuming. The fucker that sold bags outside my god damn club.

Oh this is just sad to watch. The Irish man shook his head before letting it go. "Next time, you won't get off so easily, Colt. You need to step the fuck up if you wanna stay alive." Niall spit.

"Well that was... kind of him. Dumb choice, but I guess beggars can't be choosers." Georgia muttered, making Lydia and myself snicker.

It wasn't even 5 more minutes of listening to them that another Angel walked through the door and headed straight for the couch they were occupying. He leaned down to Niall before standing back up straight and folded his hands in front of him while looking out over the ledge. "Uh Mills." Rhett stuttered into my ear.

"Hold on, Rhett, someone else walked over." I lowered my eyelids to see if I could make out the man's face from the side angle. He looks so familiar but I can't place him. Rhett yet again said my name, but I wasn't paying attention. Lydia asked what was up and all I heard was the three letter name coming out of his mouth that would slowly be the death of me.

"Fuuuuck me this is terrible timing." Georgia mumbled. Lydia snapped her head up to the door with wide eyes, speed walking before he could see me. I moved to sit behind G so he couldn't see my face, but that only got me so far because my fucking shin tattoo was on full display.

"Hey" Cam drawled out, of course he is fucking drunk. "If it isn't my favorite secret." He shouted over Lydia's shoulder. She forcefully pushed him back but that didn't stop him from stepping forward again.

"This isn't a good time, you dense fuck. Walk back downstairs before I have you escorted out." Lydia said harshly to him. He did nothing but roll his eyes and push passed her. He stumbled his way up to us and sat next to me before grabbing me by the shoulders and pulling me to him. I am seriously one more incident away from killing this motherfucker.

"Baby, what are you doing all alone up here?" He said in my ear, his breath wafting into my face. Ugh gross. Who the fuck mixes beer and peppermint schnapps. He hummed beside me before moving my hair aside to see my face.

"I am not alone Cam, I am here with G. Now you have exactly two seconds to remove your hands from me and go downstairs before I chop your fucking dick off. And take you comrades with you." I snapped. He looked shocked, but backed up slightly. He reached into his pockets before removing his goddamn badge and this motherfucker WAVES it around.

"You wouldn't want to get arrested for threatening the city's Sheriff would you?" He raised his voice slightly before waving the metal badge in my face one more time.

"You think I give a shit what your position is? I will, and please believe me when I say this, cut your fingers off one by one if you don't lower that badge right now." I snapped, He glared and went to open his mouth before I stopped him, swiftly pulling out my butterfly knife. "Oh I wasn't done. When I'm done with your fingers, I'll cut your dick off and send it to your wife's place of employment and tell her what we did in the back of your squad car. And so she is sure to believe me, I'll hack the station and pull your deleted footage from that night. Leave. Now." I once again snapped, any patience I thought I had is gone. I do not have time for this dude.

I may have caused a scene with that last statement, because after I was finished I heard the groans of the rest of the men on this rooftop. Glasses, who I now know as Colt, was the first to hiss. "Woman are fucking crazy dude." He said.

Cam shook his head before standing up. "If you do, I'll arrest you right now for bribing an officer to get out of trouble for selling bricks in public." He wasn't quiet at all, and that was apparent when Grunge and Niall had stood up and swiftly pulled out guns. Fuck me.

"I am sorry to interrupt, but selling what?" Niall yelled.

"Nobody fucking move!" Grunge yelled to the lot of us. He aimed his gun at us in the corner. The man who came up to Niall previously had turned around and smirked before mumbling something to Niall. Niall shot his eyes over to me and growled to himself before hopping the couch and sauntering our way.

"You own a club here angel?" He smirked. Cam is as good as dead after this.

"Who said that? Your little hench man in the corner?" I snapped. GOOD. AS. DEAD.

"Shut the fuck up Mills!" I heard Rhett screeched in my ear. I stood up swiftly pulling G with me.

 "Well, Gentleman," I addressed the men pointing guns at me, "Pussy," I addressed a drunk Cam who was staring widely at the guns pointed in our direction, "This.. has been great fun, but we really should be going, toodles." We walked around them before Colt and Grunge had jumped the couch, pointing their guns our way too.

"You have to Jump the roof, you have no way out. There are about 5 guys coming up the stairs." Rhett spoke fast.

"Fuckin aye dude." G whispered to me. We looked at each other before nodding and swiftly bolted to the back of the roof while hearing shouts to shoot behind us.

"You fucking idiots shoot!" Niall yelled while firing his gun. The bullet missed me by a centimeter. G and I quickly jumped on the two chairs before our chucks hit the balcony railing before we jumped.

G was laughing the whole time and this is where everything slowed down for me. I don't do heights, like at all. This definitely does not feel like my younger years of being thrown in the air. Oh my god everyone is so tiny down there. How would my life look if I wasn't born into this life? If I got the chance to fuck around like a normal kid? Fall in love with someone who loved me for me? Not for my money? I can feel the tears leaving my eyes before I even registered that I was opening my eyelids in the knick time to notice the ledge of the next building coming into our reach. I don't know what is so funny about free falling but she is in fact a fucking psychopath for enjoying this.

The edge of the building caught my left foot before throwing me to the ground with such force that the wind was knocked out of me. G had let go by this point but rolled right on top of me, before rolling us under the lipped ledge to dodge the bullets flying at us.

"I know that was a lot, but we are gonna have to get up to do it one more time, Mills." She shouted over the gun fire. She wiped my tears before nodding at me. "I know, but we gotta go before they follow us." She whispered. She grabbed my hand before sliding off me and pulled me up, but not before pulling my head down to run with her. She pulled her gun out of her waist band, pushed me behind her before whipping around and firing a bullet, effectively hitting Colt in the side of the neck. As Colt staggered backward, clutching his neck in pain, the sound of approaching sirens filled the air. With adrenaline pumping, she grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the edge of the building. "We have to move, now!" she shouted over the chaos. Without hesitation, we leaped off the ledge.

As we jumped through the night air, bullets whizzed past us, the sound of gunfire echoing off the surrounding buildings. With lightning reflexes, she twisted and turned, barely avoiding each projectile. The ground rushed up to meet us as we landed on the next rooftop, the impact jarring but adrenaline still coursing through our veins. "We're not out of the woods yet," she yelled, grabbing my hand and leading the way across the rooftop in a full sprint. With each leap  we moved closer to safety, the city skyline sprawled out around us like a labyrinth of possibilities.

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WHAT DID WE THINK?? IM NERVOUS. Let me know in the comments!

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[viscountoflondon]

Que Sera Sera 1.0

A/N: Please do not copy my work, only reblog or like. Tell me what you think, remember I’m sensitive about my shit

GIF: Credit Brunettessource

Warnings: Curse words, alcohol, implied sexual things

You sit by the kitchen watching the group engage in post thanksgiving dinner games, a tradition for your 2 families, Y/L/Ns and the Centineo’s. Ever since Noah and your younger brother became best friends in elementary school they were practically inseparable. So much so that the families had just decided why not throw one big thanksgiving dinner instead of doing the come to our house we’ll host next year thing.

“You okay honey?” Your mom asks

You smile “Yea!”

This would be the first year post your separation with your ex husband. It was strange territory he was your highschool sweetheart and now it sometimes felt like a part of you was missing

“You sure?”

“Yea mom! Just watching Lucas and Noah make asses out of themselves”

“HEY!” Lucas screams “I heard that!” 

You smile “sorry just telling the truth!” 

The night is filled with many events: games, movies, popcorn, second round of thanksgiving dinner, more games, and finally sleep. 

Tomorrow was the Y/L/Ns turn to make breakfast one last big feast before the two families split apart and went their separate ways

You work in the kitchen quietly humming to RnB that played softly in the background

“Morning” you hear Noah’s groggy voice

“Kid?” he groans he hated that nickname “what are you doing up?” 

In a very sleepy tone he asks “The question is what are you doing up? Its 5am and we all went to bed at like 2?” 

You shrug “I am prepping for breakfast if you must know” you answer, you briefly glance at his shirtless body “so what are you doing up?” “Heard some banging had to check on the noise” “I did not bang!” you whisper harshly  “I accidentally dropped the tray sorry for waking you up” 

He nods understandingly “It’s cool, need help?” “Nope! Go back to bed baby boy” 

He groans and throws up the peace sign, too tired to argue with you. You watch as his muscular figure disappears around the corner. 

Unknown: I miss you 

You roll your eyes, the real reason you were up at 5am making breakfast had nothing to do with you prepping but with your ex husband pestering you non-stop. So much that you were losing sleep. You didn’t want to tell anyone that he had started stalking you and you were positive he was standing across the street watching you in the kitchen. At least in the house full of people you felt safe.

Actually the reason you had dropped the pan was because you received the text 

Unknown: You look so beautiful 

It sent shivers down your spine freezing you in spot and ultimately causing you to drop the baking tray. 

You couldn't’ sleep after that expecting him to pop up in your room and ultimately cause harm to you like he had threatened so much. Even the restraining orders weren’t deterring him, you knew how this story ended and you contemplated packing and moving across the country so many times but then you would have to explain why and you just didn’t know how. You were an adult like your father preached. You have to learn to manage your own problems so you are doing your best. 

When morning comes and everyone is happily feeding themselves breakfast or left overs you’re brought back to reality when Noah plops down next to you

“Omg Noah! Almost spilled my coffee!” you complain wiping the droplets of coffee that were rolling down your cup

“Sleep well sleeping beauty?” he asks 

You roll your eyes “fuck off kid”

“Awww, i guess that's a no”  he fake pouts before taking a bite of the bacon

“Honestly kid, what are you doing here?’

“First of all stop calling me kid, and also you were looking like a sad puppy in the corner and your cousin asked me to come check on you” he motions to Lizzie

“I was not” you argue

“You were” he counters

You huff “I’m fine so you can go now”

“Orrrr”

“Or nothing” you were nursing 

“Orrr I can stay here and bug you he grinned showing all his teeth

“Okay whatever” you reach over his plate and grab a piece of bacon 

He pulls his plate away “Hey get your own!” 

You shrug “I cooked i have dibs on everyone’s plate” 

He rolls his eyes “fair enough”

“Y/N did you cut the fruit?” your dad calls to you from the kitchen “Oh yea its in the fridge hold on” you stand up and walk towards the kitchen leaving Noah where he sat

At the end of the weekend both families say their goodbye well Lucas and Noah were on a plane to NYC while the rest of you remained in California.

Noah being a semi famous actor now took Lucas with him everywhere, he gave Lucas the title of assistant manager. They would argue a lot because Lucas was in charge of his schedule and if he had to be in NYC in the morning and Miami by the afternoon thats just what he had to do. You’ve rolled your eyes at the many arguments you had to settle between them offering suggestions for Lucas to be less involved in Noah’s schedule and more involved in the background which of course they refused. Boys what can you say? 

The next holiday is Christmas, something you really used to enjoy but not so much now that you were in this predicament with your ex. 

“Y/N what is going on?” Lucas looks around your home “Are you not decorating for Christmas or what?” he asks as him and his friends occupy your living space

You shrug and look around “Oh I’ve just been busy Lucas didn’t have the energy”

“Wow so you’ve gotten lazy” he teases

You groan “Fuck off Lucas” 

You turn to look and watch as Noah silently observes you, he always did that just watched you from afar. It wasn’t creepy just Noah being Noah. 

“What’s up kid got a smart remark too?” you ask. He throws his hands up. For some odd reason he felt like the reason you provided was an excuse but he didn’t want to push it as he could see the bags under your eyes. He knew from Lucas that the divorce from your ex was taking a toll on you. Lucas had expressed concerns but never really dove into details just saying he wished you would snap out of it and forget all about your ex. 

“I need help with Sarah’s (Lucas girlfriend) gift” the conversation moves on and just like that the mood switches and everything is back to being light and joyful 

Another year, another year filled with you’re hoping this time more joy and spontaneity. You sigh and look down at your phone, it was new years eve 5PM if you were going to have fun you needed to leave now. Because LA traffic was not to be played around with, all that was pending was for it to get darker and that would be it! Grid lock for hours. It kind of sucked no one was available to hang out. Lucas was out of state with Sarah, your cousins were out with their husbands/boyfriends, you weren’t going to third wheel your parents, you didn’t want to go out but you had no choice as your friends had egged you on. Told you you had to get out of the house and live life, as they said,  they knew what was happening they were worried about you but they had lives too.  

You guys go downtown, you dress in your best attire, the best you could muster up anyway. You did a few club hopping until your final destination, the club where “Bitter Moon” an upcoming pop rock band in LA, were playing. 

The space is so packed you can barely move around, you manage to get drinks and sing to the songs from their EP and some of the popular songs they covered with their own spin. 

On your way back from the bathroom, you spot someone that looks like Noah ahead of you and think that it couldn’t possibly be him but decide to call his name anyway “NOAH you scream his name making him turn around 

He smiles when he sees you making his way towards you leaving the circle of friends he was hanging out with.  “HEEYYY, HAPPY NEW YEAR” He gives you a side hug 

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE KID?” He rolls his eyes “RIGHT SORRY NOAH” you two had made a deal not too long ago that you would stop calling him ‘kid’

He chuckles leaning down to speak in your ear “I am here for Bitter Moon, my friend plays the drums” 

“Oh cool! Not throwing a party?” you reference last years New Years events

He makes a face “HELL NO!” You giggle, the cops were called, it was a mess too many people had showed up, things were stolen etc etc.

“Where's your crew?” He asks  

“Oh uh”  you stand on your tip toes and shrug after your failure to locate them, “they are around somewhere” you point towards the neon sign “over there” 

He nods drinking his beer

A popular song comes on you lose yourself in the moment singing a long 

“AYYEEE look at you!”  You stop and blush looking away “AYYEEE KEEP GOING!”  he urges

You shake your head vigorously “No it's embarrassing” 

“Why?” he mouths to you singing along as well. You shake your head feeling bashful and turn to face the band. He doesn’t push, instead he bops his head to the beat. 

The song ends and the band takes a 10 minute break 

“I should go back” you speak “girls are probably wondering where I am” you say as you pull out your phone “Oh actually they left, going to the next club ‘Inferno’” you chuckle as you read the group text “so i need to catch up with them” 

“Orrrr” he begins to bargain  “you can stay, with me” he smiles at you

“Oh well i didn't wanna ruin your chances of getting some tonight” He makes a face. You motion with your head and he follows the direction of the group he was with earlier “Those girls are giving me the death glares” 

He scoffs “Fuck them i dont know them!” 

“Still I should really” you step away from him slowly

He grabs your hand pulling you closer “STAY!” he nods excitedly trying to convince you  “you should really stay and get some more drinks! And enjoy your new years!” he speaks with high energy 

“Okay okay okay” 

He pulls his arm towards him “Yesss! what are you drinking?”  

“Uh I was drinking white claw”

“One white claw coming right up don’t move” 

You nod and watch as he walks away you look around and boy if looks could kill they would. You knew Noah was getting more famous so of course the groupies were trying to shoot their shot and it's not like you were of any competition if they only knew you were a family friend. 

He doesn’t stay gone for a long time he returns when the band starts the next set. 

“They only had watermelon, yuzu and blood orange I got you the watermelon couldn’t get your favorite blackberry” 

“Oh that's okay thanks ki...Noah” 

He smirks as he turns to face the band, before you know it you are smooshed up against Noah. You guess its because they let more people in it was nearing midnight after all 

“Oh shit. Sorry” you say as you spill white claw on him “Sorry sorry” you reach in your purse to grab napkins

“Its cool its cool, don’t worry about it” 

“I’ll foot the dry cleaners bill” You offer y

“Will you relax It’s cool” 

“Okay” you turn around slowly and get lost in the music again 

He stands behind you and at some point snakes his arms around your stomach planting you against him so you wouldn’t get shoved around.

“Alright ladies and gentlemen boys and girls, in one minute we will be ringing in the new year and I want you to look to your left look to your right and back to your left find someone to plant a juicy fat kiss for your favorite band BITTTERRR MOOOON” the crowd goes wild you can't help but giggle. 

The minute comes to an end “10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Confetti drops from the ceiling along with streamers and glitter 

You blow hard on the noise marker and turn to face Noah “HAPPY NEW YEAR!”  You scream as Auld Lang Syne plays loudly in the background

“Come here”  you read his lips right before they connect with yours (think about tabilb when Peter grabs Lara Jean and kisses her during Lacrosse practice)

“MMM!” It takes you by surprise, he isn't rough with it, in fact he kisses you gently, his arm anchoring you against his body, your hands move to his shoulders slightly pushing him away. It was brief roughly 5 seconds kiss or maybe longer or shorter, your eyes widen when he pulls away 

“Wha.. Wha.. What was that?!” you ask 

He shrugs “New years kiss” taking another sip of his beer 

You shake your head “We shouldn’t have” god if Lucas found out he would kill you “Oh come on its new years!”

You go to take a step back but you can't. Noah dips down for another kiss this time his other hand holds your head in place so no leaning back for you.This time instead of one long kiss its a burst of short interval kisses. And for a brief moment you let yourself get lost in the sensation, so much so when he licks your bottom lip you don’t fight it instead you let him have access to your mouth. Damn his lips are soft, so soft. When he pulls away you find yourself raising up chasing his lips. 

He smirks hiding his smile when you finally open your eyes

“Umm”  you blush tucking the hair behind your ear. What a way to start new years that's for sure. The band continues to play music and you two say nothing else to each other instead this time he rocks your body to the music.After an hour he suggests that you two leave 

“Oh what about your friends?” you ask 

He chuckles “I’ve been with you for the past 3 hours I think they’ll be alright” 

You nod as he grabs your hand pulling you out. You two get in an uber and he gives the driver his address. What was happening? Why did it feel like you were in a movie  watching yourself? When you turn to look at Noah, he sat nonchalantly skimming his social media pages. 

‘What do I do? Am I really gonna hook up with my younger brothers best friend?’ you think to yourself You begin to panic you had to find a way out of this. This wasn’t cool there's a code of ethics right? You couldn’t do this

When you arrive at his place you think to stop things right then and there say you should go home that it was all a mistake but its like your body is on autopilot and instead you follow him towards his door and inside his place. You’ve been here many times but now it felt foreign, too intimate in fact. 

He sighs when he sees your expression, a sort of  deer in headlights “look we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. But we are both drunk. My feet hurt and I’m sure yours do too” motioning to your high heels.

You look down and play with your necklace “Right” 

He walks past you and towards the kitchen and looks in the fridge. I got left over pizza, ice cream, frozen corn dogs, fruit salad, some pre-made meals, water kombucha, beer, wine, chips, cookies, salad mix, cheese, and dressing. 

You turn to face him slowly after you text your friends letting them know you were safe

“Oh umm wine please” you slowly walk up to him. 

“Pizza okay?” he was too drunk to wait for the frozen corn dogs to cook in the oven  

“Yea!” You say placing your bag on the counter

“Don’t need to look like you’ve seen a ghost” he chuckles placing the pizza in the toaster oven 

“Sorry” you blush as he turns to face you “just a little” you swallow “taken aback”  

“Come on Y/N you know I’ve had  a crush on you ever since.....shit I can’t even remember” 

“Yea but I thought...” 

He interrupts you “Thought what?”  he straightens up and walks towards you pushing you against the counter, the height difference all of a sudden intimidates you. You who said you could fight him no matter what. 1 on 1 you could take him down.  

You can’t help but feel your face flush “That it was like a highschool thing like you grew out of it” you gesture with your hands

“Well” he clears his throat and cages you in with his arms “I haven’t”  he steps back a little so he could lean on them making you two eye level. “In fact it’s gotten stronger”

Your eyes widen and a meak “oh” escapes your lips 

“So right here right now I’m telling you I want you” he declares  

You go to say something but there are no words that you can find this is all too much.  

He straightens up and looks down at you “What do you say baby?”  he leans in and kisses your lips this time there's no hesitation from you in fact your arms immediately wrap themselves around his neck. He lifts you up placing you on the cool counter it startles you making you pull away you can’t help but giggle 

He chuckles softly “What is it?”  he asks stepping in between your legs 

“I” you giggle “I don’t even know what to say” because what do you say to something like this?!

He pushes the hair away from your face “then show me” 

You smile and pull him down for another kiss this time it's deeper, filled with the same desire he had for you, a deep moan rumbles from him as he pulls you closer, your legs naturally wrapping themselves around him. You two tease each other biting lips pulling hair but neither of you cross that boundary only because the toaster oven dings putting a pause to your make out session. 

Noah quickly removes the slices placing them on a plate

You cover your face in disbelief and chuckle

“What is it? Why do you keep laughing?” he asks amused taking a bite of his pizza 

“Lucas is gonna kill us” 

He shrugs, “Let me deal with him,” he says. 

This was new territory for you, it had been a long time since you were in the company of a man you most certainly didn’t think the next one would be Noah. You both agree you both needed to be sober before you ventured into the next step. However that didn’t stop the heated make out sessions nor the waking up in bed half naked the next day. 

[soulofapatrick]

Rae Lahey (Teen Wolf OC)

PORTRAYED BY: Elizabeth Olsen

BIRTHDAY: August 11th, 1993

HEIGHT: 5 ft 4

STATUS: Alive

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Hufflepuff

PERSONALITY TYPE: ISFP

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married

OCCUPATION: Barista

FAMILY:

Elijah Lahey (father)

Elizabeth Camden (Mother)

Camden Jordan Anthony (Older Brother)

Isaac Alexander Elijah (Younger Brother) 

Melissa McCall (Adoptive Mother) 

Scott McCall (Adoptive brother) 

Stiles (Brother figure)

INTERESTS:

Coffee - owns a coffee shop (Liam and Corey work there)

Stays with the puppy pack with Peter 

Is an aspiring author 

Adopts Nolan and Corey with Peter 

Fave place is BHHS Library with Allison. 

Other fave places are Stiles or Peter’s houses

SPECIES:

Human at first 

Werecoyote (bitten by Scott)

RELATIONSHIPS: 

Malia Hale (best friend)

Nolan Holloway (son/brother bond)

Jackson Whittemore (childhood best friend)

Scott McCall (best friend)

Allison Argent (friend)

Lydia Martin (tolerate each other for Jackson)

FAMILY BOND: 

Seen and treated like the youngest 

Being joined at the hip with Isaac she’s drawn into the supernatural world 

ALIASES:

RaeBae (Scott)

Eli (most of the puppy pack)

Little Lahey (most people)

PARTNERS: 

Stiles (Kissed season 3) 

Scott McCall (Dated for 7 months in season 3)

Liam Dunbar (Dating for 4 months in season 4) 

Peter Hale (Dating season 5 and engaged season 6)

SHIP NAME AND KIDS 

Peterae

Lahale

Talia Petra Hale - Camilla Luddington 

Persephone Scott Hale - Troian Bellisario 

Hugo Liam and Celestine Noah Hale - Noah Centineo and Hailee Steinfeld

Beau Mieczyslaw Hale - Sam Holland 

[indigo-wild-flower]

Gif packs

Project status:

"Gun" Atthaphan Phusawat: The Three Gentlebros (1/18)

Hwang Hyunjin: Stay m/v + shooting (1/2)

Kim Jisoo: Stay m/v + shooting (1/2)

Kim Seungmin: Ex m/v + shooting (1/2)

"Love" Pattranite Limpatiyakorn: Bad buddy: the series (1/12)

"Tay" Tawan Vihokratana: The Three Gentlebros (1/18)

Yang Jeongin: Ex m/v + shooting (1/2)

Current projects:

Shin Hye-sun: Angel's last mission: love

"Ohm" Pawat Chittsawangdee: Bad Buddy: the series

Fukushi Sota: Hoshi Kara Kita Anata

"Nanon" Korapat Kirdpan: Bad Buddy: the series

Kim Myung-soo: Angel's last mission: love

Luke Ishikawa Plowden: Three Gentlebros

Park Ji-hoon: Weak Hero Class 1

Hong Kyung: Weak Hero Class 1

"Bright" Vachirawit Chiva-aree: Astrophile

"Mai" Davika Hoorne: Astrophile

"Off" Jumpol Adulkittiporn: Astrophile

Lalisa Manoban: Stay m/v

Jennie Kim: Stay m/v

Park Chaeyoung "Rosé": Stay m/v

Bang Chan: Ex m/v

Han Jisung: Ex m/v

Lee Sung Kyung: Sh**ting stars

Upcoming packs:

Lee Jaehyun in A to Boyz Hyunjae ver.

Kim Young Dae in Sh**ting stars

Perth Tanapon Sukumpantanasan in Never let me go

Pond Naravit Lertratkosum in Never let me go

Chimon Wachirawit Ruangwiwat in Never let me go

Park Sojin in Sh**ting Stars

Lee Jung Shin in Sh**ting Stars

Im Changkyun in Overdrive m/v

Selena Gomez in Boyfriend m/v

"James" Supamongkon Wongwisut in Bed Friend the series

"Net" Siraphop Manithikhun in Bed Friend the series

Vanessa Hudgens: Inside Vanessa Hudgens's L.A. Home | Open Door | Architectural Digest

"First" Kanaphan Puitrakul in Only friends the series

"Khaotung" Thanawat Rattanakitpaisarn in Only friends the series

"Force" Jiratchapong Srisang in Only friends the series

"Neo" Trai Nimtawat in Only friends the series

"Kitty" Chicha Amatayakul in AUG Cover Shoot Behind the scences

Danielle Marsh in Super Shy m/v

Yoon Hyunsuk in Wave m/v

Lee Byounggon "BX" in Wave m/v

Kim Seunghun in Wave m/v

Kim Yonghee in Wave m/v

Bae Jinyoung in Wave m/v

Lee Chaemin in Pertama kali di variety show | Fun-Staurant | KBS WORLD TV 230626

Upcoming series:

Reborn Rich

유기견 보호센터 첫 방문기

Kiss of Life - Shhh m/v

Hailee Steinfeld - Vogue makeup

Win Metawin - Closer m/v

Potential FC:

Lee Dong-wook

Matthew Daddario

Manu Rios

Lily Collins

Lee Sang-yeon

Abigail Cowen

Noah Centineo

Lee Jae-wook

Park Seo-joon

Krystal Jung

Im Siwan

Minnie Mills

Joong Archen

Lee Han-gyul

Jeon Jeong-guk

Go Minsi

Choi Yeonjun

Arón Piper

Kang Minhyuk

Kim Younghoon

Nam Yoonsu

Liza Soberano

Saint Paramee

An Yujin

Hou Minghao

Rowoon

Park Sung Hoon

Maris Racal

Bie Thassapak Hsu

Yang Yang

Becky G

Kim Chaewon

Jane Ramida

Emeraude Toubia

Kaylee Kaneshiro

Choi Byungchan

Jang Ki-yong

Kathryn Newton

Margot Robbie

Kayavine

Yokohama Ryusei

Lee Joon

Jung Wooyoung

Lee Juyeon

Jeong Eunji

Felix Mallard

Cha Eunwoo

Earth Pirapat

Lee Ji Eun "IU"

Pavel Phoom

Park Sung Hoon (II)

Kim Namjoon "RM"

Yoo Taeyang

Lee Donghun

Kim Jiwoong

Xiao Zhan

Ricky Shen

Wang Ziyi

Park Junhee

Song Kang

Barcode Tinnasit

Kim Woosung

Lizeth Selene

Felip Jhon Suson

Lizge Cömert

[jofridapettersen]

Oh I hope I can write it in an understandable way. You can make packages for Noah Centineo, Fivel Stewart from The Recruit series.

hi! @firetfly just released a gorgeous pack of fivel that you can find HERE

i don't really want to gif noah, sorry!

[sleepingdragonhq]

is that noah centineo? no, that’s just tucker west. he is a halfblood who was born on 22 / 11 / 2002 and works as a bartender at the leaky cauldron. when he went to hogwarts, they were in gryffindor. rumor has it he is illegally squatting at a currently unoccupied house after his parents threw him out. some say he is resourceful and charming but i’ve heard others say he can be crafty and audacious. ( cornelia )

hey tucker west! has anyone told you that you look exactly like noah centineo, or is that just me? either way, it’s good to see you! you’ve got 24 hours to get to your dorm, or someone might take your spot! don’t forget to check out your welcome pack to help you get settled in!

[thiskryptonite]

If you click HERE you’ll find 700 gifs of Noah Centineo from his role in Perfect Date. He is white, so please cast accordingly. All gifs were made by me and are 268 x 160. You are welcome to resize these/edit for personal use, but do not redistribute or claim them as your own. Content warning: flashing lights and kissing

[inlumenhq]

Evander Selwyn, 24, Hufflepuff alum, fc UTP, OPEN.

Birthday: up to player Gender & Pronouns: up to player Occupation: up to player Sided with: the DE’s (not vocal about it), neutral according to Artemisia

personality

Positive Traits: up to player Negative Traits: up to player

past

Ever since they can remember, Evander and Artemisia were treated as equals. Certainly, Evander was the heir but their parents hadn’t done much to stress the importance of that past only making a big deal out of things if the other pureblood parents did. It wasn’t entirely ideal since Evander wasn’t a fan of being put in the spotlight, but they knew how to act like they enjoyed the extra attention. Thick as thieves, Evander couldn’t have been happier to join Artemisia at Hogwarts. A four-year age gap did little to dull the relationship they had.

As the war worsened, Evander thought little of it despite knowing the family hadn’t picked a side. They weren’t in much of a rush to do so up until Artemisia was attacked. Being afraid of losing their sibling has left Evander latching onto Artemisia a little more than usual.

present

In order to take some of the weight of disappointment off Artemisia’s shoulders, Evander has taken the Dark Mark. Artemisia is unaware, and Evander hopes to keep things that way. It’s proving to be a bit of a struggle since Fenrir’s pack has been providing more assistance to the Dark Lord than before.

connections

James Potter - Evander is suspicious of James. Lord Voldemort acquired the newly marked Death Eater in their ranks and Evander believes they can see through whatever mask Potter is hiding behind, knowing the mark wasn’t taken from James seeing the error of their ways.

Marlene McKinnon - There is something about Marlene that always manages to hold Evander’s interest. While the two don’t necessarily get along, Evander can appreciate the witty banter that comes about when they speak to each other.

Alecto Macnair - Evander cannot stand Alecto. A comment was made shortly after Artemisia’s attack and they weren’t able to tell if Alecto was joking or not. Either way, Evander took offense and hasn’t bothered to hide their annoyance toward Alecto.

Bios and posts that reference Evander Selwyn can be found by clicking this sentence.

suggested fc’s

Carlos Valdes, Noah Centineo, Suraj Sharma

[lakannada]

10 Best Action Thrillers To Watch Before Netflix's 'The Recruit' - Collider

10 Best Action Thrillers To Watch Before Netflix's 'The Recruit' – Collider

Espionage and power-politics in these action thriller series are mind-bending and suspense-driven! Who doesn't like an action-packed spy-thriller with mystery and likable characters? Even the not-so-likable characters too, who viewers love to hate with their diabolical or world-altering plans! With Netflix's The Recruit starring Noah Centineo streaming from Dec. 16th, there's plenty of time to…

[inxspacetime]

6  MM your Noah Centineo from bottom Kent Nelson or any other of my muses.

send  me  a  pair  of  muses  +  a  number

↳ [ 6 MM ]

Being a lifeguard definitely had more perks than most would believe. Peter was always a good employee, he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the light fixture but he cared about what he did - so they never suspected him the few times he actually had a trick up his sleeve. It was one of the last few weeks the beach would be open. The weather was cooling down, a little chilly in the evening but nothing that was considered teeth-chattering; not that their focus was anywhere near the water. There was a few select spots that he knew they wouldn’t be spotted - an open place like that had very few blindspots and Pete was made to be well acquainted with them all; and he was-, but so was Kent. 

It was easier to do it around this time of year, but this was far from the first time they’ve done this. The towel that Kent currently laid on was one that had been packed in the back of his jeep every shift since the beach first opened up for the year. The feeling of his dick sliding into the older’s warm mouth, paired with the gentle sounds of the surrounding scene - no matter how used to it he got, he would never grow tired of it. He thrusted slowly, feeding his lover more and more of his shaft with each push of his hips. “Mmm… I wanna get a beach house once day. ‘Eat your ass on the back porch while the sun rises… fuck you nice and good to the crashing of the waves. Sound romantic, doesn’t it?”

Of course, he was rambling more to himself than anyone else - considering Kent’s mouth and throat were a little busy at the moment. But knowing Pete, it likely wasn’t the last time such a thing would come up. “Fu-uck, as long as I got that mouth of yours, it doesn’t matter where we are. C’mon, show me how much you love that cock.”

[stuffscentineo]

l i k e or c.@oiyanks

packs random

[thegirlstuff]

• noah centineo icons ♡

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