Naturally sunkissed boy

Nanda | 26 | Writing is what I was supposed to be doing. Reading is what I actually do

[noahsfreckles]

A boy and a dog.

[noahsfreckles]

Love me.

[brien-odylan]

Calling all the authors

Could you all do me a huuuge favor and fill out this form?

It’s super quick (you can answer it in five minutes or less) and would help me a lot in a new project! 

Thank you so much!!!

Tagging some friends to help me spread the word and, hopefully, reach more and more of you <3

@stiles-o-dylan24 @rhapsodyparker @mischiefandi @mummybear @roscoeknows @mrs-mitch-rapp93 @mrscutiefandobhaz @mf-despair-queen @golddaggers @blacklilyqueen @iblogabout-stuff @padfootagain @marvelcapsicle

[locacosquilla]

p.s: i still love you ♡

[garrett-hannah]

Five ingredients to make Peter Kavinsky…

[duelipa]

covinsky + being the cutest couple ever 

[henrycamerons]

To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before: PS. I Still Love You (2020)

[mochasugardonuts]

i thought having a boyfriend meant the idea of other boys left your mind completely. I didn’t want to be thinking about what might have been, but I was. To All The Boys 2: P.S I Still Love You (2020)

[condorsource]

To All The Boys 2: P.S. I Still Love You | Official Sequel Trailer 2 | Netflix

[summerportraits]

Peter and Lara Jean in To All The Boys: P.S. I Still Love You (2020)

[cent-noah]

Ghost of you [Noah Centineo]

A/N: Yes, I am aware that there is a song with this name, but know that I have never listened to it and I just thought the same suited the fic lol.

Well, so… This is part of Sincerelyfan’s Angst Writing Challenge ( @sincerelyfan​) and I am dying. You have no idea how much I procrastinated to write it and how much I wrote, like, today cause I just had this idea yesterday and I couldn’t stop until it was done. 

So! It’s a little over 2k, but damn, I couldn’t help myself. Hope you all enjoy it and please let me know what you think of it!!

Also… Shout out to @apkavy for keeping me company as I wrote.

It is commonly spread that times heal everything, that as you grow older and get over everything you went through, the open wounds start to close, the scars start to fade until there’s one small pang of hurt inside of you, something that doesn’t even hurt anymore. It just hugs you in a cold embrace, reminding you of what used to be.

If the memories were good, you would smile with it, your heart longing for the time you were happy, for the people that you had in your life. If they were bad, it was like your whole body felt frozen to the place, awaken dreams of terror flowing through you. But what could it be when it was the both of feelings at the same time?

Could it be possible to get over something bad that had happened when the only person that could bring you out of it was the only one you couldn’t have? Would it ever be possible to move on with your life when you don’t have the person that means the most to you by your side? And if it were possible, how long would it take to get your pieces back into a whole being? How many years? One? Two? Five? Forever?

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[brien-odylan]

Fourth time’s a charm

Noah Centineo x Reader

Word count: 3,309

Warnings: fluff

The first time he saw her, it was like everything around him had been frozen; people stopped walking, the air stopped moving, the information in the led panels glitched. There was only her wheeling her trunks over the linoleum floor, looking around, trying to find her way as she walked past every column of the airport. Her hair was dancing around her, her eyes glistening as if she was about to cry, her hands nervously clutching the handle of her carry on luggage. She was something out of a movie, so innocent and lost, like when a small town girl finally goes off to the place where she’s supposed to find herself. That would explain the unshed tears and the constant dance of her eyes, looking for something that she mind find familiar, but with no such luck.

Noah watched the girl from afar, his eyes completely focusing on her and nothing else, mesmerized by her. She wasn’t the most beautiful girl in the world, but it didn’t mean she wasn’t beautiful, because she was. She had an aura around her that was drawing his attention, something that made him not want to avert his eyes from her direction, like there was some kind of light shining on her, putting him on a trance. Noah didn’t know where that had come from, he had never felt like that before. It was a weird kind of feeling, like he should be able to steer away from the unknown girl, but he couldn’t, he didn’t want to.

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[brien-odylan]

When you’re gone

Noah Centineo x Reader

Word count: 3,355

Warning: angst, angst and angst.

A/N: first and foremost, I want to thank the amazing @i-blogaboutstuff for helping coming up with the prompt. She’s got some angsty ideas and I just love it. Second, I want to apologize to my amazing @mf-despair-queen for making you suffer. I still hope you don’t hate me after this one. But I sure hope you all enjoy it, even if it’s sad af. Love you all

There was no escaping. Every time Noah closed his eyes, he was thrown back into the turmoil of emotions he was trying to get away from. Every breath he took reminded him of the life he had, the easy smile he had on his face, the beating heart he had, the light inside of him. Needless to say, it was all gone now, locked in a box in the far corner of his brain, somewhere he didn’t want to access anymore, somewhere he didn’t need to access anymore. It would be pointless, it would be more hurtful, it would tear him down more than he already was.

The once colored house, full of life and joy stood in the shadows, forgotten and unused, neglected by the former residents. It was impractical to look at the place his whole life was built, the place he promised to spend the rest of his life with her, the place they were supposed to cherish, the place all the trouble had begun.

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[brien-odylan]

Nine Years - Noah Centineo

Author: @brien-odylan Pairing: Noah x Reader Word count: 2.9k A/N: erm… where do I even begin? So… I thought I was over my Noah fever but then this happened. I guess I was lying to myself. Slightly based on this instagram post, because this story is cute and I had to do something along these lines. Shoutout to @disbestiles for helping me with the names and such and @savage-stilinski for helping me with the name. Thank you so much! Ok… So… here ya go. Enjoy it!

Y/N closed her eyes that afternoon, the quietness of the house lulling her into a soft slumber, the sound of the rain hitting the roof working as a calm playlist as she imagined the small droplets of water sliding down the window, slowly making their way down. She remembered when she was a kid and how she used to pretend they were racing one another, neglecting the fact that they were tracing their own end as soon as they hit the bottom.

But then she grew up and the rain turned into a synonym of a bad day. She would just stare out the window and contemplate the wet leaves dancing around the air, the breeze carrying them in wide circles away from the tree, separating them forever. It was poetic to see the water hit the pavement, small puddles forming where the street met the sidewalk, much to the enjoyment of the kids who would jump on it with their raincoats. She envied them and their free spirits, their giggles irritating them, their innocence making her want to have stayed a kid forever.

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[cent-noah]

Never Love This Way Again

Author: @cent-noah

Pairing: Noah x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: fluff!!!!!!

A/N: Ok, so… I just had to listen to a song and think of it, right? Because I can’t be a normal person and enjoy a music without thinking of a fic. *sighes* Hope you all enjoy it! Also, I know it’s November, but I’m in Christmas spirits already. 

(This is the song they dance to)

There was a warm aura inside the house, orange and yellow lights crackling from the fire lit up in the fireplace, washing over the walls and furniture, making the room seem more inviting and comfortable than it already was. There was a smell lingering in the air, taking over the whole house, infesting each room in the most delicious way. It was a concoction of flavors, sweet, sour, salty, each and every one of them adding to the ambiance the owner of the house was trying to create. Fairy lights decorated the living room, twinkling every few seconds in the tall green tree on the supposedly dark corner, illuminating the whole area brightly, showing the face of the small angels and nutcrackers adorning the leafy branches, bringing life into the now empty room.

The low humming sound coming from the kitchen could barely be heard and it would take trained ears to pick up the melody it was going to, but it didn’t matter to the girl standing there, going around the wide space with her eyes closed, feeling the energy of the air, summery and delightful in comparison to the one outside, so gloomy and cold. Her hands expertly reaching for the plates and dishes she needed, her hips swinging to the song coming from the opened laptop in the countertop, a smile plastered on her face as the memories invaded her thoughts, images of what she had gone through the years, images of the person she was with, all so very vibrant and calm.

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Jordan Fisher as John Ambrose McClaren in the To All The Boys: P.S. I Still Love You Trailer

[cent-noah]

are you going to finish sunset blvd?

Hey, anon.

Well... that's the question, right? Something I can't answer right now. I wish I could, but I'm sorry. I've been mentally out of this story for so long and I really wanted to finish it someday, but I don't know when.