#noah 001

[momo-wi]

discord dm -> shmoa

Momo: game time? Momo: is game time? Momo: [custom raising eyebrows emoji] Momo: pls plsplspls I can't take this boredom Momo: or are you still mad that I pummeled you into nothingness last time? @noah-atwood

[beeavery]

Where: On the hunt from Isaac Who: Brenton && @noah-ollxvander​

He wasn’t in the mood. For anything, really. Nothing caught Brenton’s attention for very long, a problem he had always had but which now had only been exasperated. It wasn’t so bad at work, occupied by literally playing with fire and helping old MacFusty tend to flu-ridden dragons. He left work, though, and was supposed to be joining the search for Buchanan. And for that, Brenton really wasn’t in the mood. Who cared what happened to him? The way the Death Eaters worked, he wouldn’t be able to give much away if the Order got to him first and then he would go to Azkaban. Or maybe he could do them all a favour and stay disappeared. It didn’t make any difference to Brenton. 

Even so, he knew it wouldn’t be a good idea to disobey the directive for any longer, despite wanting much more to either go home and go on a nice long hike with Ash or to find someone to fuck away the thoughts of his ex-boyfriend. He apparated to the agreed meeting place and barely gave a glance around before walking up to Noah. “Well, it looks like he isn’t here. What a shame. Let’s go do something fun instead.”

[aleksanderbrookes]

The alarm, of course, had decided to stop working the one day Alex actually needed to get up at a certain time. Without Foreaker to take care of, there was little need for him to wake up early, but he had still stuck to his regular schedule as much as possible. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too long before he found a job, and he didn’t want to have to get back on schedule. While he knew Cass wouldn’t be too upset he had accidentally slept in, he was still a little mad at himself. He got ready as quick as possible before heading out to the stables to find out what else needed to be done. Alex’s plan was to take his mind off everything that had happened in Texas by working. As he entered the stables he found one of the employees, Noah, that he had gotten to know well enough over the past year and a half when Alex wasn’t just visiting and instead working while Cass recovered. Alex gave him a friendly smile. “Noah. Long time no see. How’ve you been?”

@noahmcdowell​

[accepptance]

closed starter for noah atwood / @noah-atwood

located @ the pantry

" Wow. Kinda messed up seeing you outside of the cafe, " Duckie says, trying not to hover too closely to Noah, who he's spotted near the canned beans. " I started to assume you only spawned when I got within ten feet of the entrance. "

[makaylahoffmann]

Who: @noahsinclaxr and Mack

Where: Founders Fest, 5K

When: September 2024

Stretching as she stood off to the side of the beginning of the 5K, her scanned the crowd for her running bestie who happened to also be her neighbor and friend. Seeing Noah as he approached, she smiled wide and offered him a wave. "Ready for this? I feel like we've been preparing for this for so damn long, I'm ready to get it over with." She said with a laugh as she patted him on the back of the shoulder.

[gunsnrosier]

who: @noah-ollxvander where: Prospero Slughorn’s manor when: October 31st, 1982

Evan adjusted his mask as he walked away from the group of women that he’d left Harper with. He hadn’t met any of them before tonight, but from the social debrief his mother had given him about Harper in the days leading up to their engagement, he knew they were her friends. As he left them she seemed to be happy, which sparked the idea in Evan to go find the same kind of happiness for himself.

He made a quick detour to the bar first to grab two beers before making his way over to Noah. He wasn’t sure when his father impressed it upon him, but Evan had been taught, perhaps by example, that beer wasn’t a classy drink. It was fine to have with friends in casual situations, but not at formal events, anything relating to business, or in front of respectable women. Evan had seen other people break the rule, leading him to believe it was an exclusively Rosier rule of etiquette, but then again, Lucius seemed to follow the same suit. Tonight Evan was breaking the formal event part of the rule, however, it was Noah he would be talking to and Harper was nowhere in sight.

“So,” he began as he handed Noah the second beer. “You and Mia? Took you long enough.”

[baileychambers]

@noahhsantos​

They were closed for the night, but there was still work yet to be done! Bailey needed to restock everything for the morning crew, make sure the floors were mopped, that the tabletops were clean in the dining area. It was just her and Noah, her manager, on the graveyard shift tonight. It was only an extra hour after closing, but still. Bailey was tired. Bailey wanted to go home and crawl into bed. Noah had disappeared somewhere in the back before she locked up, leaving her alone to complete her list of end-of-shift tasks. 

She stretched up on her toes, ‘round to refilling the front fridge with new bottles of soda. She was in the storeroom, trying to reach up to grab a fresh palette of Coke cans from the top shelf. “Noah!” Bailey shouted, straining her voice loud enough to be heard from wherever the hell he was hiding. “A lil’ help in here, please!” They were both short asses, but two sets of hands were a whole lot better than one.

[zacharysummers-blog1]

you've got bail // noah & zach

To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: i am actually the worst

bro i’m so sorry i missed the last couple of lectures ))): things have been kinda stressful man like with all the tension in seattle and stuff :/// i’m super sorry

i swear i really liked your class and you were like the coolest TA ever this was totally not a reflection on you in like any way dude

zach

ps: did i like pass the final y/n i feel like i did but u can never rly ….. be sure …… pps: i hope you’re having a good holiday season and stuff!!!