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Deleted my master post with all my fics

#noah talks ig #im somehow embarrassed to have them on here idk #i dont think im used to having fics up still so #they're all on my ao3 still so you can find that in my pinned/bio

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Short Stories

Small one shots that I don't know what I'm gonna do with

Content Warning for death

Noah and His Lover

Hearts Broken On My Back With The Lights On

#rpf #bad omens fic #death cw

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Okay yeah I'm normal

#(i am not normal) #noah sebastian #bad omens

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I'm starting to feel a little bit autistic about Bad Omens again

#theyre gripping me and shaking me #they're telling me to come back i swear #noah talks ig #bad omens

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i really feel like this specific group didn't interact in the story cutscenes as much as they should've cause the shenanigans would've been awesome

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What the hell !!

#hes insane #noah sebastian #bad omens #noah talks ig #creds to agataklmvch on insta stories

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I love gay people

#noah sebastian #oli sykes #my lil fruit cups

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Good For You

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Oli Sykes

Warnings: SMUT/NSFW 18+ ONLY MDNI, praise kink, spit kink, spit as lube, oral, anal (unprotected)

Word Count: 1.4k

When Noah first found out that he would be performing alongside Oli Sykes, his nerves kicked into high gear. Oli was a fucking icon. A metalcore legend. Whatever he did, he did it well. Always. People had been comparing the two of them for a while. And now, Noah was getting to perform with him. The perfectionist in him took over; he couldn’t fuck this up. He would never live it down if he failed to match Oli’s energy. He would never let himself live it down. The pressure was on.

What surprised Noah however, was how natural it all felt when the time finally came. He felt comfortable. The two of them interacted on that stage like they’d been doing it for lifetimes. Noah had left that stage feeling proud and in awe… as well as a bit flustered. 

Once the show ended, Noah found himself alone with Oli as they reflected on their performances from that night. Oli was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, as he spoke to Noah, who was seated in a chair not too far from where he was standing. Noah hung onto every word Oli said, staring intently with a faint flush on his face. The familiar warmth of arousal spread through Noah’s body as he took in the power of Oli’s stance, his tattoos, his sweat-dampened hair. It was almost overwhelming. “You did good, pretty boy,” Oli said, fixing his gaze on Noah. 

Noah instantly felt his cheeks begin to burn as his breath hitched and he shifted in his seat. Oli picked up on it immediately, looking Noah up and down with a smirk. “Oh,” he chuckled under his breath. He straightened his stance slightly. “C’mere, pretty boy.” 

Noah’s eyes went wide and his heart rate quickened. Who was he to disobey? He pushed himself out of the chair and stood in front of Oli, unable to look him in the eyes. 

Oli lifted his hand to Noah’s face, gently gripping his chin and turning his head. “Look at me,” he murmured, an amused lilt to his soft voice. “What’s got you so flustered, hm?” Noah’s mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. His heart felt like it was going to beat its way out of his chest. He exhaled, his breath trembling as he stared, speechless. Oli’s long, tattooed fingers caressed Noah’s jaw with a feather light touch. “C’mon now,” he cooed. “Why don’t you use your words like the good boy I know you are?”

Noah’s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head and he couldn’t stop the quiet whimper from escaping his parted lips. “You do,” he whispered, voice shaking.

“See? That wasn’t so hard, now was it, love?” Oli smirked. Noah shook his head, his face on fire. “I got a pretty thing like you all flustered?” Oli teased, thumb stroking Noah’s cheek. Noah whimpered in response, nodding slightly. Oli tilted his head as his other hand grabbed Noah’s hip and pulled him flush against him. “Well, we should do something about that then, yeah?” 

“Yes, please,” Noah breathed, melting into Oli’s touch. “Mmm, good boy,” Oli hummed, leaning in. “So polite.” He pressed his lips to Noah’s. 

Noah whined as he kissed back, hands moving to rest on Oli’s shoulders. It started out slow, lips gently gliding along each other while Oli continued to gently caress Noah’s face. When Noah felt Oli’s tongue slide against his bottom lip, he groaned, allowing Oli to slip his tongue into Noah’s mouth. The hand on Noah’s hip moved to his ass, gripping harshly through his pants to push him impossibly closer as the kiss deepened. Noah couldn’t help but grind into Oli as his tongue explored his mouth. 

Oli pulled away and began to kiss down Noah’s neck. He was careful to not leave any marks, despite how much he wanted to. He moved his other hand onto Noah’s ass and began to knead the flesh as Noah continued to grind into him, desperate pants leaving his lips. “Oh, sweet boy,” Oli murmured against Noah’s skin. “You’re so needy, aren’t you?” 

“Y-Yes sir,” Noah whined. “Please,” his voice broke slightly. He was even completely sure what he was begging for; he was already so far gone. 

“Please what, love?” Oli teased, trailing his tongue up Noah's neck to his pulse point. “Use your words.”

A whine sounded from Noah’s throat. “Need you,” his breath hitched. “Need you to take care of me.” 

“Yeah?” he cooed. “I’ll take good care of you, baby. But first, how about you put that pretty mouth on my cock? Make it nice and wet?”

Before Noah could even process that his body was moving, he was dropping to his knees. His trembling hands struggled to get Oli’s pants down. Oli looked down at Noah with a smirk as he quickly unfastened his own pants and took out his cock to help. Noah was nearly drooling as he took Oli’s cock into his eager mouth. Oli groaned at the feeling of his warm, wet mouth as he watched him take more and more. He threw his head back as Noah hollowed his cheeks around his length and traced his tongue around the underside of his cock. “Fuck,” he grunted. “Such a perfect mouth, pretty boy.” Noah moaned around his cock at the praise, causing vibrations to shoot through Oli. His hips bucked involuntarily and he heard Noah gag. Noah didn’t let it stop him, in fact, it motivated him more. Oli knew that if Noah kept this up, he’d be coming much sooner than he’d like to. 

Oli eased Noah’s mouth off of his cock before he could make him cum. “Stand up,” he demanded. Noah didn’t hesitate. Oli made quick work of getting Noah’s pants off. “Bend over and put your hands on the wall, love.” Again, Noah didn’t hesitate. He made sure to arch his back and push his ass out, eager to please and be taken care of. 

Oli groaned as he pulled Noah’s cheeks apart to see his fluttering, pink hole. He tapped the head of his spit soaked cock on Noah’s hole, reveling in the needy whimpers coming from him. He then began to rub the head along the puckering muscle, “Are you ready?” 

“Please,” Noah whined. “Need it. Fuck. Need you.” 

With that, Oli slowly began to push into Noah. He let out a long groan at the tightness around his cock, forcing himself to go slow so as to not hurt Noah, who was already trembling with his head dropped between his shoulders. Once Oli was fully inside, he stayed still for a moment, rubbing the soft skin of Noah’s ass. “You’re doing such a good job for me, sweet boy,” he breathed. “Let me know when you’re ready for me to move, yeah?”

Noah’s breathing was heavy and shaky as he whimpered out an incoherent response. About a minute passed before Noah started to beg. “P-Please, Oli. Please move.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled out almost completely before slamming back in, holding Noah’s hips with a death grip. Noah let out a series of high pitched, whiny moans as Oli fucked into him like it was the last thing he would ever do. “Taking me so well,” Oli grunted, punctuating each word with a deep thrust that had Noah trembling. Noah’s moans got increasingly loud and high, his hole was clenching and fluttering uncontrollably around Oli’s cock. “You gettin’ close, love?” Oli grunted. 

“Mhm,” Noah whined, nearly sobbing. “S’close.” 

“Stroke that pretty cock for me, love,” Oli instructed, not letting up on his pace. 

Noah took one hand off the wall and grabbed his weeping cock, shuddering as he began to jerk himself off. Not even a minute later, Noah was exploding into his hand, tears streaming down his face as he moaned. “Thank you thank you thank you thank you,” he sobbed, spurt after spurt of hot cum spilled onto his hand, the floor, and the wall. 

Noah’s orgasm immediately triggered Oli’s. He buried himself deep into Noah as he came with a grunt. He slowly pulled out once he came down from his high and helped Noah to stand. “You did such a good job, pretty boy,” Oli cooed, stroking Noah’s hair as he leaned into him. “Let’s go clean you up, yeah?” 

Noah nodded sleepily and allowed Oli to help him clean up. A small satisfied smile spread across Noah lips; the night went better than he could’ve ever hoped for.

#A WIN FOR THE GAY COMMUNITY #THIS IS SOOOOOOO !!!!!!!!!

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Bro is so slutty and for what

#noah talks ig #noah sebastian #i love him dearly #bad omens

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i cant fucking believe it

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I love gay people (Oli Sykes and Noah Sebastian)

#noah talks ig #fruity fruity men #noah sebastian #oli sykes #wanna kiss them both fr #this is affectionate i prommy

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That's my wife fr

#noah sebastian #noah talks ig #bad omens #happy new year i guess #i havent posted in awhile bc i am lazy and hyperfixated on something not BO so

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INSOMNIAC PETER & HARRY + touching each other's faces when they're hurt

#i love gay people

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Okay twink !

#noah sebastian #noah talks ig #look at that thigh #chomping on it currently

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Hearts Broken On My Back With The Lights On.

Pairing: Noah Sebastian/Nicholas Ruffilo

Content Warnings: death and mourning

Title from Walking On Gravestones by I See Stars

A/N: I listened to Feel Something by Movements and sobbed when writing this, idk why I'm on a sad fic kick recently but I like them

Noah says he feels like a cold graveyard that no one visits anymore, one that's lost by time and taken back by the earth.

Maybe he's more right than he thinks.

He haunts what he used to know, walking around his apartment like a husk of his former self, going to his room to sulk for hours.

When he does leave, he doesn't come back for hours. No one knows where he goes, they never will.

He visits that graveyard, going to the only gravestone never forgotten. He cleans it, taking the foliage off the stone and scrubbing it so he can read the name. He replaces the flowers every time, every week.

He visits twice a week, sitting on the same patch of grass every time. Noah leans his head on the side of the gravestone, like it's his shoulder and he's still here.

But it's cold and hard. But he's not here.

The stone digs into his skin a bit too much when he hugs it, it's not soft and smooth. Sometimes he gets cuts, blood getting on the stone. Maybe that'll bring him back, like a ritual.

But it doesn't.

His world used to be so bright, so happy, and now his world is rotting in the ground. He's probably a skeleton by now, all the art adorned on his body gone and his beautiful features only captured in old pictures.

He wish he could accept it. He wishes he can accept that he's gone. But he can't.

Noah sobs and tells the stone that he misses him.

"I miss you... I wish you were still around," he takes breathes between his sobbed out sentences, it feels like he's suffocating, "it's our anniversary." his throat feels tight, "happy five years, Nick."

Tears roll down his face as he hugs the stone, accidentally crushing the flowers he brought. Roses were always his favorite, he even tattooed one on Noah. It was painful, getting it on his knee, but it was a fond memory that he'll forever treasure.

They met when they were young, getting together five years after that and laughing at how repressed their emotions for each other were. People said they should've gotten together sooner, oh how right they were.

Noah losing him three years after they got together was the worst thing that's ever happened to him.

It was a day before Valentine's Day. Snow was falling and they were dancing in their kitchen, laughing, unaware of what the phone ringing would do to them. Nick answered, said he had to leave because of an emergency and Noah understood, giving him a kiss goodbye.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Noah got a call hours later that he died, his world collapsed. He fell to his knees, sobbing and inconsolable, just like how he always is at his gravestone.

His tears stain the top of the stone a darker grey, the droplets disappearing in a bigger sea of the grey as it starts to rain. His tears covered by the droplets of water coming from the dark sky.

He doesn't move, only hugs the grave tighter and only leaving when the graveyard closes. He walks home soaking wet, still sniffling slightly as he walks into his apartment. Going into his room, he gets into his bed, not bothering taking his wet clothes off.

On his nightstand, his phone glows with a new notification but he looks at the picture of his lockscreen, he starts sobbing again.

He misses him so much.

#noah talks ig #bad omens fic #rpf #noah sebastian #nicholas ruffilo #nicholas/noah #death cw #tw grieving

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People need to stop putting the multi tag on (specifically) x reader fics if they don't really mean it bc if I go into a fic and see she/her pronouns I'm gonna be pissed

#thats not the right use for that tag bro #if youre gonna use that make sure the fics gn #like cmon that's just misuse of it #unless im wrong idk #noah talks ig