cold hearted.

the coldest season of the year. 

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( ofharvest. )

          every cell in his body is telling him to turn away,           to not put his trust into a man who’s left him so many           times but he can’t, can’t turn away after so long because,           no matter what, noel will always be his and he will           always be noel’s. in the end, that’s why he wipes his           eyes and opens the door to face the man he loves, why           he just stares at him with tears rolling down his cheeks.

          he’s still leaning against the door when he feels           it open, so he leans back. he takes another shaky           breath, hands moving into the pockets of his jeans.           he looks down at the man, at the tears rolling down           his cheeks and he can’t help but break. noel knows           he himself has no right to cry, but he can’t help it.

                              ‘ nova --- ‘

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( ofharvest. )

          he doesn’t know what to do. he wants him, needs him           back in his arms but for what? for noel to leave again when           it fancies him? for nova to be left alone to pick up his pieces           once again? thousands of years of this, of pain and of hurt.           but he can’t forget the good, the life noel brings into nova’s           life, the only light in his dark life at times. for once in his ancient           existence, nova is absolutely lost. 

          how many times has noel promised he’d never leave           again? how many times as he turned his back on that           promise and walked out this very door? many times.           countless times. he comes back each time, though.           he’s made his way back into nova’s arms every           goddamn time. but not this time. no, this time, he’s           wiping tears away from his cheeks with the sleeve           of his jacket. he’s silently begging for nova to open           the door.

[dailymorley]

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dailymorley:

x

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( ofharvest. )

          a soft ‘please don’t’ leave his lips as he hears the           knock again. he can’t do this all over again, but he           can’t leave him, the man he loves, out there in the cold.           even at his harshest, nova is still filled with warmth. it           takes everything he has to put his book down, to wipe his           eyes and to get up. it takes everything to walk those few           steps to the door, steps which he knows the other can hear.           but he can’t do it, can’t open the door, not right now.           instead, his head hits the door softly and his eyes close,           filing with tears once more.

          there’s a tightness in his chest that he cannot bear.           there’s tears in his eyes that he hopes will not fall.           but the shakiness of his hands is, by far, the worst.           he can’t stop it, can’t even ignore it. he takes a deep           breath, though it doesn’t do much good. his forehead           rests against the door gently, lower lip between his           teeth to stop the slight quiver.

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( ofharvest. )

          he can’t do it. he knows who’s on the other side of           that door and he can’t. he can’t do this, not again. not           with the tears running down his face and with the anger,           he can’t. 

           he knows he doesn’t deserve to be let back in.            he doesn’t deserve to be in nova’s arms again.            but god, that’s all he wants. he shouldn’t knock            again, but he can’t help. all he wants to to see            nova again. the man’s name leaves his lips,            although it’s nowhere near loud enough for him            to hear. 

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( ofharvest. )

          it’s been months since he changed the locks, even           longer since he’s been waiting for someone to knock           on the door. now, he doesn’t even react, doens’t even           move; it’s too late.

          the man’s palm pressed flat against the           door for a moment, head sunk low. once           more, he knocked. it was useless he knew.           truth be told, he’d never planned to come           back in the first place.

[ohnorose]

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( ofharvest. )

@ofwintcr

          he changed the locks.

          it was the first time he had to knock on the door.

[can-i-touch-you-there]

[lavenderhands]

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lavenderhands:

twin sized mattress//the front bottoms

[barrnes]

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barrnes:

“Please come inside.”

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I CAME BACK HERE FOR A GOOD AND THEN THAT HAPPENED 

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hey kiddos :)) its time to sin again :))

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46. Do they meme? Enjoy memes? Create memes? Find them horribly annoying? How about shitposts?47. How do they go about asking someone out or confessing their feelings about someone to them?48. When do they usually go to bed?

46. are you kidding me ?? noel is a fucking walking meme. god, he loves memes. he has a habit of sending memes to people at 4 in the morning. he doesn’t create memes but he loves them more than anything. and he shitposts constantly. it’s all he knows how to do.

47. notes. noel likes notes. or he’ll do it over text; that sounds bad, but you have to understand that he is HORRIBLE at admitting his feelings face to face. he gets nervous ( more than usual ) and starts shaking or gets fidgety.

48. noel is the absolute worst when it comes to sleeping. he is a total night owl. he’ll stay up until 5 am and then finally crash, waking up at one or two and then doing it all over again. it’s a vicious cycle.

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fifty totally random character development questions:

1. Do they prefer to wear headphones or earbuds when listening to music?

2. What do they do when they're feeling tired and need to stay awake?

3. Do they usually eat mild, medium, or spicy salsa?

4. Pizza, McDonalds, or Chinese take-out?

5. How do they react to finding out someone has a crush on them?

6. How do they feel about unrequited love?

7. How would they fare in a zombie apocalypse?

8. Gold, silver, or copper jewelry?

9. How much ice do they put in their drinks?

10. Do they use Instagram, Facebook, or Tumblr? If so, how much/often?

11. What's their desktop background?

12. How are they at taking care of plants?

13. Did they have any phases? (e.g. emo, punk, scene...)

14. How did they do academically in high school?

15. Are they the big spoon or the little spoon?

16. How do they like their eggs?

17. How do they like their toast?

18. Queso or guacamole?

19. What are they like as a neighbor?

20. How do they behave when confronted with deadlines?

21. What's the weirdest thing you're likely to find in their room?

22. What fictional character do they relate to the most?

23. Do they like raisins in their pastries? If no, will it stop them from eating it?

24. When forced to do a group project with other people, what role do they usually play?

25. Does your muse listen to vinyl records? Do they use iTunes? Do they legally or illegally download music?

26. How would your muse do at taking care of a goldfish?

27. Is your muse a dreamer or a realist?

28. Android, iPhone, or other?

29. What's their Subway order?

30. Trendsetter, trend follower, or trend ignorer?

31. What about themselves do they usually not tell people? What are they embarrassed of?

32. What's their ideal vacation?

33. White, red, or rose wine?

34. Are they outdoorsy? Do they enjoy hiking, camping, etc.?

35. What's their Starbucks order?

36. What colors make up most of their wardrobe?

37. Do they believe in any conspiracy theories? Fear a zombie apocalypse/AI overtake? How do they think the world will end?

38. Do they play video games? If so, which ones?

39. What would you see if you looked through their trashcan?

40. What kind of videos do they get recommended on YouTube?

41. Are they an exhibitionist? Do they ever change in front of windows? Have sex when they know people can see/hear?

42. How do they feel about astrology?

43. Why do people usually call them on the telephone? To complain? To ask for advice? To ask them to do something for them?

44. Have they ever had any pregnancy scares?

45. Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter?

46. Do they meme? Enjoy memes? Create memes? Find them horribly annoying? How about shitposts?

47. How do they go about asking someone out or confessing their feelings about someone to them?

48. When do they usually go to bed?

49. In the "sleep vs. grades vs. social life, pick two" situation, which two do they pick?

50. What do they think is the meaning of life?

[roleplaymemesandsuch]

Send ✾ for my muse to compliment yours.

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( open. )

          there isn’t a place he hasn’t been nor a problem he hasn’t           encountered; however, noel still has many to meet and           much to learn. this is why he moves around so often. a           change of scenery and events, usually a much needed           one.

          it’s clear he hasn’t been around very long, with the way he           glances around and bounces his leg almost NERVOUSLY.           slim fingers wrap around his cup of coffee as he sits,           scanning the room and the people within. he does his best           to not make eye contact, and when he does, he turns away.           it’s not like noel to be uncomfortable, but this town doesn’t           feel right to him. the PEOPLE don’t feel right, and the stranger           he’d just met eyes with is no exception.