04-21-2018, 03:54 PM
notes on noah:
- he'll be basically all of the raven boys rolled into one, only a very tiny of bit of ronan. he'll mainly be adam and noah, a touch of gansey flaring up sometimes.
- he mostly takes after cabeswater: does what he wants and it's usually very strange things, talks maybe in metaphors, will do anything for you if you ask nicely
- obsessed with trees and twigs, wears a crown of twigs on his head, dirty brown hair that will lighten significantly when he grows older. ah, maybe. i haven't decided yet.
- "do you tear yourself apart like me? don't forget, i can see you. you exist," he whispered fiercely, a twisted smile on his features. in this moment, he seemed less real, less human, less here and more in the place he went to in his mind. a place full of thorny voices and thorny words, girls with hooves, skeletons of animals long dead that ran alongside you, and welsh kings who granted you favors if you found where they were hiding deep underground, and oh the adventure. the very sense of adventure sent his gut twisting and his heart racing and he stood anxiously, ready to flee. except.... they kept him here. they were his anchor, his life, his very being all in one person. he loved them to death, even though it just felt like adoration to the nine year old.
- http://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x...c9fab7.jpg
God that was written so long ago
- he'll be basically all of the raven boys rolled into one, only a very tiny of bit of ronan. he'll mainly be adam and noah, a touch of gansey flaring up sometimes.
- he mostly takes after cabeswater: does what he wants and it's usually very strange things, talks maybe in metaphors, will do anything for you if you ask nicely
- obsessed with trees and twigs, wears a crown of twigs on his head, dirty brown hair that will lighten significantly when he grows older. ah, maybe. i haven't decided yet.
- "do you tear yourself apart like me? don't forget, i can see you. you exist," he whispered fiercely, a twisted smile on his features. in this moment, he seemed less real, less human, less here and more in the place he went to in his mind. a place full of thorny voices and thorny words, girls with hooves, skeletons of animals long dead that ran alongside you, and welsh kings who granted you favors if you found where they were hiding deep underground, and oh the adventure. the very sense of adventure sent his gut twisting and his heart racing and he stood anxiously, ready to flee. except.... they kept him here. they were his anchor, his life, his very being all in one person. he loved them to death, even though it just felt like adoration to the nine year old.
- http://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x...c9fab7.jpg
God that was written so long ago
to take you through the basics: no love, she was hoping i could change it; never been the one to pick favorites.
「 noah | tanglewood | 9 months | penned by cimelia 」—————————————————
KNEW SHE HAD A HEART, DIDN'T KNOW THAT I WOULD BREAK IT OFF