noah ashbury, xxvi, rogue ❝ l i n k e d to adventures i can’t see, & i’m dreamin’ of some time to breathe ; & i’ll walk to them till i’m black & blue, in search of a new — won’t wait until i’m older . . . ❞
Noah Aldebourne was born a happy child. His smile always seemed misplaced in the House of Imber, but it didn’t last long. His parents were strong people and his father was well-known in the military. One fateful night, the two perished in a house fire meant for only his father.
Surviving through something like that was tough, and with the harsh winters and stone expressions of those surrounding him, he was forced to grow up fast. While he didn’t have a family, he did have family friends that took him in.
The people that took him in were good, but they were not the military family he was meant to grow up with. Instead, they valued trade practices over the military, knowing that not everyone can or has to be a fighter. Because of this, Noah became a blacksmith.
At the age of seventeen, he had an arranged marriage. This, however, lasted only two years after his wife died in childbirth. Neither his wife or his child survived.
Since then, Noah has lived a life dedicated to his work as a blacksmith. He values his importance to the military, and because of his dedication, he had refrained from getting married or entering relationships since. He does, however, have frequent flings to fill the time, boredom, and loneliness.
CONNECTIONS AND PLOTS !
Family:
Friends:
Enemies:
Adoptive Sibling // OPEN
This would be a member of the family that took him in after his parents died. Their relationship should be on good terms, but I don’t mind if there is bad blood. I would also prefer someone who has a particular trade but is not military.
Romantic Interest // CLOSED
This can be male or female, but I would prefer male. A part of Noah in this event will explore the more romantically questioning side of him since the normal verse rarely delves into it. This can be as simple as a one night stand that feels more important than it should, or a budding courtship.
Taken by: Allister Le Hugh
Close Friend and Confidant // OPEN
This would be his closest friend. I would prefer someone around his age who would have known about his parents and who could have helped him during that time by offering friendship and companionship.
The Enemy // CLOSED
This is a very specific plot that revolves around his parents. Either your muse or the parents of your muse killed Noah’s parents. Having seen bits and parts of what happened, Noah remembers what happened, and because of this, has connected the dots and hates your muse. Probably even wants to kill them. Preferably someone outside of House of Imber.
But as a leader, there are difficult decisions I have to make to ensure the survival of my people. And the only thing holding me back from doing that is you. I can’t have both. Yes, you can. We can. Wait, Magnus wait. We can figure this out.
u kno what time it is ? it’s my to-do list time ! anyways, let me know if you’re missing from the list or you want a starter from any of my kids & i’ll do it !
You don’t think about appreciating a moment until it’s over; when you don’t have those same feelings you couldn’t quite distinguish, or recognize before.
Sometimes it’s years after it’s happened, sometimes it’s a few moments before it ends.
That feeling you’re feeling, relish in it, enjoy it.
You never know when it will happen again.
It’s called nostalgia, and it’s a beautiful thing.
It reminds us that we aren’t heartless human beings.
It’s what makes us human; being able to look back on events and recognize the unbelievable amount of value they held.
STEADFAST , towards repentance , towards salvation , ajax collins searches for a cure . molly , his baby girl , one fourth of his remaining orphanage family , but eight years of age , now , she’s FADING . an essence diffusing through the porous stitchings of a broken world , blood’s spilled and tainted sheets with a harrowing crimson . her voice begs , PLEADS , in fear , in a g o n y , desperate to cling to the clutches of life , as death coils its sickly tendrils around her gashing throat . a remedy he needs it , a first - aid kit to patch the wound , none remain in his humble , crumbling amphitheatre , none of his children able - bodied enough to venture on their own , he assumes the role of GUARDIAN , then , steadfast in his stride towards . . . a n y w h e r e .
lost track of his bearings , he did . now in a location somewhere foreign , he approaches the first person he sees , stumbling , rambling , in a grief - stricken frenzy , throat dry as hoarse voice stutters ⋮ ❝ help . . . i need’a know where i can find some med’cine , please . ❞
CONCERN—previously contentment—is the emotion that sits on noah’s face with each passing moment. his face is woven into HARSH lines that would surely leave their mark with age, eyebrows knit so tightly together that his forehead became sore at times. and this ? well, it was one of those times. he watches the stranger, FRANTIC and in a frenzy of sorts. noah feels UNNERVED watching him, like an omen of bad luck, whatever this man is dealing with would only bring HURT. noah had been through it before, and he needed to be careful. generosity and love, after all, had been the reason for why he left cheyenne in the first place.
but as he begins to speak—ramble, really—noah’s posture straightens up, the familiar feeling of wanting to HELP coming back to him. he nodded slowly, a part of his still confused over the situation. ❝ YEAH. there’s a, uh, medical center close by. they have a lot of supplies and some good people. i also have some, uh, some stuff in my bag. what did you need ? ❞
( scent: ocean breeze
( season: summer
( flower: california poppy
( book: the little prince by antoine de saint-exupéry
( stone: lapis lazuli
( genre: indie rock
( song: the king of carrot flowers, part one by neutral milk hotel
( article of clothing: his dad’s old college sweatshirt
( sleeping position: log
sweet brooding angel who would do anything for his fellow human beings, what's not to like?
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oh wow yes ?? i still think abt how he used to be like ? at least 40% LESS brooding and it makes me so sad bcs then i think about like ? is he really doing better ? & i remember that sometimes you gotta get bad before you get better ! but also ? noah is the worst person ever and i HATE him. no one trust him or be nice to him hjcfnieuhfniuw
i love hoodies. i love shorts. dogs are better than cats. it’s hilarious when people get hurt. shopping is torture. sad movies suck. i own a car racing game. i played with hot wheels cars as a kid. at some point in time i wanted to be a fire fighter. i owned a ds, ps2, n64, or sega. i used to be obsessed with power rangers. i have watched sports on tv. gory movies are cool. i go to dad for advice. i own like a trillion baseball caps. i used to collect hockey or baseball cards. baggy sweats are cool to wear. it’s kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people. green, black, red, blue, or silver is one of my favorite colors. i love to go crazy and not care what people think. sports are fun. i talk with food in my mouth. i sleep with my socks on at night. i have fished at least once.
YOUR STEREOTYPICAL FEMININE SIDE
i love to shop. i wear eyeliner. i wear the color pink. i go to mom to talk. i consider cheerleading a sport. i hate wearing the color black. i like going to the mall. i like getting manicures and/or pedicures. i like wearing jewelry. i cried watching the notebook. dresses are a big part of my wardrobe. shopping is one of my favorite hobbies. i don’t like the movie star wars. i am/was in gymnastics. it takes me around one hour to shower, get dressed, and make-up. i smile a lot more than i should. i have more than 10 pairs of shoes. i care about what i look like. i like wearing dresses when i can. i like wearing high heel shoes. i used to play with dolls as little kid. i like putting make-up on others. i like being the star of everything.
APPEARANCE
i am shorter than 5’5”. i have scars. i tan easily. i wish my hair was a different color. i have friends who have never seen my natural hair color. i have a tattoo. i am self-conscious about my appearance. i’ve had/have braces. i’ve been told i’m attractive by a complete stranger. i have more than two piercings. i have/had piercings in places besides my ears.
EXPERIENCES
i’ve gotten lost in my city. i’ve seen a shooting star. i’ve wished on a shooting star. i’ve seen a meteor shower. i’ve gone out in public in my pajamas. i’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator. i’ve kicked a guy where it hurts. i’ve been to a casino. i’ve been skydiving. i’ve gone skinny-dipping. i’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. i’ve crashed a car. i’ve been skiing. i’ve been in a musical. i’ve caught a snowflake or snow on my tongue. i’ve seen the northern lights. i’ve sat on a rooftop at night. i’ve played a prank on someone. i’ve ridden in a taxi. i’ve seen the rocky horror picture show. i’ve eaten sushi. i’ve been snowboarding.
HONESTY/CRIME
i’ve done something i promised someone else i wouldn’t. i’ve done something i promised myself i wouldn’t. i’ve snuck out. i’ve lied to my parents about where i am. i’ve cheated while playing a game. i’ve ran a red light. i’ve witnessed a crime. i’ve been in a fist fight. i’ve been arrested.
DEATH AND SUICIDE
i’m afraid of dying. i hate funerals. i’ve seen someone/something dying. someone close to me has attempted/committed suicide. i’ve thought about death and dying. i’ve contemplated suicide. i’ve written a eulogy for myself. i’ve had a near-death experience.
RANDOM
i can sing well. i’ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant. i open up to others easily. i watch the news. i don’t kill bugs. i sing in the shower. i am a morning person. i paid for a cell phone ring tone. i am a sports fanatic. i twirl my hair. i care about grammar. i’ve copied more than 30 cds in a day. i bake well. my favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red, blue, black, purple, or orange. i would wear pajamas to school. i like martha stewart. i know how to shoot a gun. i laugh at my own jokes. i eat fast food weekly. i’ve not turned anything in and still got an a in a certain class. i can’t sleep if there is a spider/cockroach in the room. i am ticklish. i love white chocolate. i bite my nails. i’m good at remembering faces. i’m good at remembering names. i’m good at remembering dates. i honestly have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.
“ well you act like if i was dumb.. everyone does and i’m fucking sick of it.. i’m not a ten year old anymore noah and even back then i was everything but a child”, kat had bottled up too much for too many years and she was letting it out on the wrong person, noah wasn’t guilty of ANYTHING and kat was really on the road of fucking up badly.. she knew that he also had problems, they were both far from PERFECT but in her mind she just wished things were like before, she wished that they wouldn’t keep secrets from each other because that was what started breaking them in the start and it would eventually be what led them to a breaking point and that’s what kat FEARED the most. “ i’m not okay..” she mumbled softly as she let out a small sigh, she hadn’t been okay for a long while. “ i have to tell you what’s going on and noah you have to tell me what’s wrong with you, we’ve kept secrets all of our lives and it’s going to ruin us.. and i don’t want that.. please ”
for the moment, noah was completely SPEECHLESS. he had often wished that he could share certain things with kat, and that their friendship could scrape upon deeper oceans, but once they were there, he REGRETTED it. perhaps it was his own social skills that were LACKING, or perhaps it was just an off day in the lives of kat and noah—whichever the answer was, noah DESPISED it. he wished it could disappear and that the world could return to its former glory; he wished that they could go back in time to the nights they danced like IDIOTS in the dim moonlight of the beach. they were just kids back then, just trying to understand the world as it changed with them. now, however, it no longer felt like they were allowed that time to UNDERSTAND, to learn. everything came and went far too fast for him to even realize what was happening, and this conversation was a fine example of that. ❝ alright, ❞ he nodded with a sigh. TRUTHFULLY, he didn’t feel the need to share things in the same way he had in the past, but it couldn’t hurt, right ? ❝ but i am NOT going first, ❞ noah asserted.
❝ it’s always fun to spice up your life a little don’t you think? ❞ nuzzling noah playfully, she threw her head back in another stream of laughter eyes sparkling as she did. ophelia couldn’t care about the life she had taken if she did at this point it would all she would think about, it would eat away at her till she was nothing left; she had become NUMB to these moments after. it was easy for her to smile and to enjoy the man’s beside’s her company, his words and his reactions to everything that she did. a kittenish smile spread across her face at being called his, most times she would punch someone in the face for calling her theirs but with noah it felt different. ❝ i don’t think i’d ever blame you for protecting me, i’d do the same thing with you ❞ a light expression on her face as she beamed up at him, lips pressing softly into his shoulder almost saying ‘ i’m yours as you are mine ’ .
an arm WRAPPED around ophelia, pulling her in closer to his body. he hadn’t doubted that she cared for him and that she would do the same for him, but it never hurt to hears the words come from her—a CONFIRMATION that he was still loved, a ‘ fuck you ’ to his ever-present insecurities that always seemed to creep up on him. he was GRATEFUL to have had people in his life that were willing to confirm this to him, leaving little DOUBT left in his mind. ❝ good to know that i have the green light to do that. ❞ not that he really NEEDED her approval. even without it, noah knew that he’d still feel overprotective of her, just as he did with EVERYONE he held close. ❝ so what have you been up to ? you know, besides this, ❞ his free hand motioned to the body, gaze not following it, wanting to put too much focus on it. ❝ seems like the capitol has been pretty full lately. ❞ out of each camp within the city, it had always seemed like the capitol was the one with the most people. he would even go as far as to say that they attracted only the BEST people out there—though, perhaps his opinion was biased.
what a beautiful mess: a nophlia mix
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set in ophelia’s pov from when noah vanished and then came back, it goes through three stages i. loss, ii. fury, and iii. love, the locked up thoughts and emotions of the redhead. they are forever a beautiful chaotic mess but maybe someday they’ll be able to find some peace in between that chaos.
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