*:･ﾟ✧[ YOU ]✧･.*

noah fay 19 / ironically a counselor "it's you , it's you, it's all for you" +

[anthemknight-blog]

My mom sent me some extra clothes, magazines and like three containers of homemade chocolate chip cookies. Who’s going to help me eat these?

[noahily-blog]

Only if you help me finish some of the muffins my mom sent me, Despite being fully grown and having a huge appetite I don't think I could finish them even if I tried.

[ma-ma-maya-blog-blog]

“New pair of sneakers, and a stress ball!”

[noahily-blog]

"Stress balls are so fun to squish, I think I broke like over ten when I was younger"

[tommywyatts-deactivated20150221]

"Meredith sent me some socks, a new book and a pottery machine, wanna make matchin’ cups or something?" 

[noahily-blog]

"A pottery machine? wow, yes, that is like..the coolest present"

[honestlyc]

Noah’s large hands held Syra’s gently and she used her free hand to wipe the droplets off of her cheek. Turning her body halfway around toward him, “You should be. You have the right to be. I’m not a good person, and you’re too trusting.” She waited until her sentence was over before inhaling deeply. “I was using you, Noah. I wanted to use you as a weapon for selfish reasons. So you would touch me instead of..     I was actually going to use my body was bate. I’m so disgusting.” Her sentence was cut off by her heart-wrenching whimpers. She tried removing her hand from Noah’s.

[noahily-blog]

Noah let her hand go as he heard what she said. He looked at her completley baffled, while trying to make sense of the situation, but just couldn't draw any conclusions. What did she mean a weapon for selfish reasons He wanted to ask her but he felt all to hurt, and to think this wasn't about Holden at all, Noah had wondered why she reacted to dramatically, but this? he could have never imagined "..w-what do you mean?" he said, finally trying to get an answer in all this confusion. "touch you instead of what?"

[juniperhq-blog1]

 Devin didn’t know what to do; Devin had never been kissed, willingly rather. He opened his eyes for a split second before closing them again, seeing the other’s eyes closed, passionate. The boy didn’t know how to react, tears continuing to fall, but he pushed himself to actually have something for himself for once. To not have any of his alters ruin this moment, not have his brain furiously yell at him, not have his body try to reject any sort of affection; this time it was about what Devin wanted, and he didn’t know how to react because it’s never been that way for him. He did his best to form his lips into a kiss, a minor peck was the only action he gave the other before pulling away, establishing a minor distance. However, a feeling of loss and want troubled the boy to the point of reaching back in, and wrapping his arms around the male’s neck, kissing once more.

[noahily-blog]

Noah moved his hand to wipe at the tears falling down the other boy's cheeks while he continued to kiss him. He wanted desperately to know if Devin was okay with this? and how he felt but he also couldn't bring himself to pull away from the passionate kiss and when the other boy pulled away Noah searched his blue eyes for some form of comfort but before he could say anything he felt Devin wrap his arms around his neck and come in for another kiss, feeling the heat of his body wrapped around his own Noah wanted more, he placed his hands on the smaller boy's waist and pulled him closer to him, all while their lips were moving against each others. Noah had wanted this for so long and it felt better than he could ever imagine. He began to smile against the kiss as he thought about the circumstances and how he was just so fucking lucky right now.

[sloanelarsson]

Oh come on, you’re great! From a guy’s point of view, I’m pretty sure a pair of shorts with anything, no matter the season, is considered high fashioned.

[noahily-blog]

High fashioned? oh yeah.. that's definitely me. Though, most girls probably wouldn't think that.

[matthewsffs-blog]

Are you serious? Matthew has never been so angry in his life than this moment. He has never once been caught by anyone, but his careless actions were the cause of someone interrupting him. He wasn’t even halfway done, but of course this had to happen. He took a deep breath, before thinking for a second. Excuses, Excuses. He needed one, and quickly. “I-I … don’t know.” He spoke quietly. Who is he kidding? He’s caught, and has no idea what to do. He banged his head against the drawer, and cursed under his breath. “Why do I keep doing this?” He asked himself, rubbing his temples.

[noahily-blog]

Noah's angry demeanor soon shifted in to something more of understanding. The way the boy cursed under his breath and was obviously irritated at himself for doing something he obviously did a lot. He didn't want to pretend to understand anhything the going on with the boy but he wanted him to know that if this was a genuine problem, Noah wasn't angry at all. "You know.. if you promise to clean this up, I might not have to tell anybody else about this?"

[ceciliagardens-blog]

It’s been almost a week. Why isn’t my mother calling me? Don’t even try to say she’s busy, I know her better. I-I just miss her.

[noahily-blog]

Maybe the calls just aren't coming through, ya'know the reception out here isn't always great.

[matthewsffs-blog]

Matt was in a random cabin. He needed to take something and fast. His need to steal was unbareable for him to handle, even the smallest things will do. Matt made sure no one was around, before entering. He was too busy looking through the drawers and making a mess, that he didn’t hear the door open. He gulped, this never happened.

[noahily-blog]

Noah made his way back to his cabin to change his shirt after a rather embaressing accident that involved drinking coke and getting hit with a ball, making his way in side he was greeted with a surprising sight, there were clothes strewn all over the floor and countless drawers opened, he set his eyes on the dark haired boy who seemed to be at the centre of it "What do you think you're doing.."

[honestlyc]

Her mind was flooded with fog and her heart beat like a drum in her ears. Syra wasn’t thinking clearly, and something about it all bothered her but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. Her actual fingers continued working until all of her thoughts became haze in her head. “I don’t care if we get in trouble, Hol..” Stopping right in her tracks, Syra’s chest nearly derailed and detonated from the name her lips almost spoke. Pulling her mouth away from Noah’s neck, she swiftly removed her hand from his thigh and gaped at him in disbelief. This is why her judgement was so cloudy. It wasn’t Noah she was seeing anymore, it was Holden. Syra wasn”t even in this with Noah for the right reasons. It was all just part of some deviant scheme she and Cecilia had invented to hurt Devin’s Marc personality. Oh, god. Devin. She was willingly going to demolish he and Devin’s chemistry for Devin’s ‘own good’? “I-I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Noah. I can’t look you in the face.” Slipping his jacket from her fragile frame, she laid it on his lap before grabbing her journal and hoisting herself up to her feet. This was utter humiliation. Her and Cecilia’s strategy would hurt so many people. Devin, Noah, and Syra herself, and possibly…Holden? It took nearly sleeping with a stranger to recognize her deep affection for him. They weren’t even together but somehow this felt like cheating. “I can’t hurt you. I can’t do it. I need to leave.” It felt as if a tennis ball was stuck in her throat as she fought her sniveling and picked up her pace.

[noahily-blog]

Hearing Syra almost call him Holden rushed Noah's mind back to reality when he noticed the girl halting all of her efforts and could clearly see this made her think. "I...I was thinking about Devin too" he said honestly, by stopping Noah got his sense of rationality back to him, and although Syra was obviously shaken up by this he just sat and thought to himself about how big of a mistake that could have been, it could have affected his job but more importantly, Devin. The thick jacket dropped in to his lap startled him from his thoughts and he noticed the girl getting up, he got up and took a hold of the girls hand, "I'm not...I'm not angry" he told her, he could tell she was emotionally disstressed, the I can't look you in the face from earlier was enough to tell him that. But in all honesty he wasn't, Noah wasn't expecting to nearly sleep with her at the beginning and he's not too sure if Syra was too, she got herself in to a situation that she wasn't completely ready for, despite thinking she was and everything was obviously for the wrong reasons if she was thinking about Holden, and Noah was in the same situation, his sexual needs clouded over his feelings, and though Syra is definitely.. Different and he sees something in her, Devin takes priority. Turning back to Syra who he still has a gentle grip on he repeats himself "hey.. Look at me, I'm not angry" he says, although it comes out a little like a question and he hopes Syra can ignore the waver in his voice.

[honestlyc]

Slowing her fingers down, she got the impression that he wasn’t one hundred percent with this. Then again, Noah hadn’t pushed her hand away yet. That must have been a sign that he wasn’t ready for her to quit. Lifting up the pressure of her hand, she simply allowed her knuckles to graze his thigh as they inched higher, and higher. Peering up and locking him in a gaze, she threw her head back slightly. “If you want me to stop, Noah, just tell me.” Leaning into his neck, she let the heat of her breath warm his icy flesh. Her fingers finally reached the top of his leg before pivoting toward the button of his jeans. “Tell me, Noah. Tell me you want me to stop.” It baffled her what could possibly be going through his mind. He hadn't said a word. The light was still green for Syra. Her hand slipped into the bend where his thigh met his pelvis as she squeezed more firmly. She grazed her cherry lips against his jaw as she spoke, “Noah..” Kissing the underneath portion of it, “Speak to me.”

[noahily-blog]

Before he knew it Syra was squeezing up his thigh and putting her sinful fingers to work. He knew it wasn't right, from a professional perspective, he definitely was not allowed to do this. but what about Devin? the boy already had so much self-doubt, would this be right? He wants to say something, he's going to, but her hand inches up and moves closer to his crotch and his mind almost goes completely blank because fuck does that feel good and he tries to distract himself and tries to tell himself that if anyone found out he would definitely get fired for this and there she is doing it again, he hasn't gotten any attention like this for a while, in-between his sister dying, moping around in bed for two weeks and applying for this job he just hasn't really had time. but he decides it's only wise if he says something, "I..uh, we could get in trouble for this" he blurts out before holding back a moan when the girl begins to kiss underneath his jaw. Boys will be boys.

[juniperhq-blog1]

"I dunno. I just wish one day Marc will know what a morning after feels like, y’know? Then maybe he wouldn’t y’know…" Devin allowed the sigh to leave his lips as he placed his chin upon his forearms again, not wanting to get too lost in his thoughts, but aware of its inevitability. Though, in a bittersweet way, his thoughts were interrupted by Noah displaying what seemed to be affection, even romantic love for the other. And no, Devin wasn’t having any of this, because he wasn’t going to be hurt by others who are incredibly close to him; the past has a way of repeating itself after all. After seeing the look in the other male’s eyes, he knew he wanted him too, he wants him so bad, almost enough to silence the self doubt flowing overwhelmingly between his mind and heart. “I… Noah…” Was all that left his lips before the boy closed his eyes, too overwhelmed to look any more into his eyes, too overwhelmed to speak, as a single tear fell past his eye and trickled down to his chin.

[noahily-blog]

"Yeah.. I get it. At least, here, hopefully nothing like that will happen. If it does though, tell me" he knew the camp was a safe place and nobody would want to use Marc sexually, or at least he hopes, either way.. he felt protective over the boy and just hearing about things Devin has obviously had to go through is enough to make Noah clench his jaw. The look Noah saw in Devin's eyes when his head was tilted towards him was full of so many emotions and if Noah wasn't good at reading people before he's absolutely shit now, he can't tell what the other boy is thinking.. or feeling but hopes it's affection.. although, he doesn't look very happy and Noah already feels bad. Hearing the boys delayed words he could tell he was internally battling himself and Noah bit the inside of his cheek as nerves raked through his body and he brought himself to do something that was probably extremely risky. Moving his hand that was rested on the other boy's jaw and moving it gently to the back of Devin's neck, the boy leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on to his lips, they moved subtly ever so often as they explored the other boy's soft pink lips.

[httphudson]

I don’t care if I just arrived, I’d like to know when can I leave this place.

[noahily-blog]

I hear many people tell me this and honestly, not anytime soon, just hang in there.

[honestlyc]

Grabbing the seams of Noah’s jacket, she pulled them closer together to keep out the cold. “So you’re giving me permission to find you whenever I feel an internal clash approaching?” Syra chuckled as she fumbled with the buttons. His repeated emphasis on the word ‘was’ made her realize what he meant by the past tense term. It wasn’t because he was away at camp. It was because she was…Syra couldn’t even say the words in her head. Her smile vanished when she looked up and saw how drastically Noah’s demeanor had changed. Feeling like a total moron, she slipped a hand out from under the jacket and set it down it on his knee, sympathetically. Using the tips of her fingers, she lightly brushed them against the sides while she thought of a way to change the subject. Peering down at the water once more, it hit her. “Want to know why dark water is so unnerving to me? There’s this recurring nightmare I’ve had since I was younger where I’m being dragged into a trench by something I can’t see. Eerie, huh?” Glimpsing back at the occupied hand, her fingers ambled higher up the surface of his leg as her soft caresses grew hungrier. Syra rotated her wrist so her four fingers now stroked the inner part of his thigh. “Can I come into your room in the middle of the night the next time I have one of them?” Her cinnamon irises studied his response to her touch.

[noahily-blog]

He chuckled at the way the girl put it, "Well, yeah I guess so? I don't know, not just that, like whenever you feel down? I just wanna make sure everyone is happy"  He mused as the girl was fiddling with his jacket.  As the realization that Noah's sister was dead dawned on Syra he could see the way her smile departed and felt bad for having brought the subject to this. He appreciated her efforts to comfort him and the warm hand on his knee consolidated him a bit, he was happy to hear the beginning of the girl changing the subject but as she told him the extent of her recurring nightmare he instantly felt bad, " Eerie..? yeah, the message behind that nightmare probably goes a lot deeper" he said quietly, he wasn't directing the comment at Syra , simply stating a fact about nightmares, although she could interpret it how she wanted.  As Noah felt the warm touch travel further up his thigh and begin to caress him he bit is lip. Admittedly, it felt ..nice, but he couldn't help but have someone else on his mind while she caressed him. "Um.. anytime, sure" he replied with a shudder, not wanting to let the girl down. 

[noahily-blog]

text ✉ pumpkin!

dakota: i'm tired of thinking ):

noah: if it helps, i'll be there?

[noahily-blog]

text ✉ pumkin!

dakota: dont think im gonna go to group today

noah: u dont have too :/

noah: I think it could help tho

[noahily-blog]

text ✉ Pumpkin!

dakota: I feel disgusting

noah: :(

noah: its not your fault