I BELIEVE ALL WILL BE FORGIVEN -- tag: k/b/n

[noah everett cervantes]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] hey i'm gonna get you, too another one bites the dust - - - - - - - - - - - - - - noah pursed his lips. he'd always been good in that he didn't get involved in kendall or barbra's sex lives. the most he ever did when it came to that was sit back and watch everything go to shit with an amused little smirk on his face. because everything went to shit with girls like them. people got attached to them because they were fiery and strong and beautiful and whether they were female or (in kendall's case) male, it never stopped certain people from getting attached after a hook-up. he'd seen kendall have to chase many a person off, sometimes with the help of that crazy ass family of hers and sometimes just on her own, and he'd seen barbra crush so many spirits that he had stopped counting them long, long ago. it was amusing and so much better than television and he was always one to take interest in the beautiful art of breaking hearts. after all, he did it himself all the fucking time. but it was different now. it was different because now they didn't hook up with someone random, they hooked up with each other, and they weren't going to be able to avoid one another now. and he knew what would happen. he knew they would hook up again. and again. and again and even if they hooked up with other people, too, when they got near one another it was always going to be a temptation to just have sex again. he got that. he knew that. but as much as those two would deny that they wouldn't get attached, he also knew that was impossible as well. kendall might act like a psycho bitch but she was one of the most caring individuals that he knew and it took a lot to contain barbra's heart when it came to someone who needed fixing as bad as kendall wilson did. something was going to snap there and soon it wasn't going to be just sex. it was going to be fucked up and complicated, especially if they did that little routine every time he caught them together. that wasn't okay. it wasn't. they were bound to be friends if they met and yes, noah had planned on casually introducing them one day and then scurrying them away from one another with the excuse that the other was straight but it was going to be a day when barbra had found someone or kendall had gotten herself knocked up or something to keep them at bay. but he'd kept them apart for a reason. because they felt too much and had too much sex and would bond so well and kendall would appreciate the fire in barbra and barbra would seek solace in thinking she was the one stabilizing kendall and in the end...everything would blow up in front of their faces because they were both controlling and they were both dangerous and they were both addicted to hooking up and while barbra was good in a relationship, one thing he knew for sure was that kendall wilson was not. there were just too many people she cared about more, herself being at the top of that list. and barbra never did like being second best. and she was trying to act like she knew. she was trying to act like it was none of his concern but she didn't get it. she knew kendall from a hook-up and a couple pretty words in the morning. but she didn't know kendall the way that noah knew kendall. she didn't understand the many faces that the manipulative little blonde put on and didn't understand that getting involved with a wilson meant getting involved with all the wilsons. and that was just a family he didn't want her getting mixed up in. "please for the love of all things good and gay, do not say the dating word," he cringed, leaning back against one of the counters. "that is one word you shouldn't throw around with a girl like her." he sighed. "i love you, too. and it's because i love you that i'm going to tell you now - that's a really fucking bad idea. you don't know kendall wilson or any of the shit that comes with knowing kendall wilson. it's better for you and for her if you just leave it at tonight and forget it ever happened." TAGGED FOR KIT/BARBRA SIGH NOAH YOU FOOL TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.

[barbra helen stien]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc172/damijoandamija/sbg.jpg); padding-left: 50px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-top: 10px;] near to you you and i have something different, and i'm enjoying it, cautiously. i'm battle scarred, i am working oh so hard to get back to who i used to be. he's disappearing, fading, suddenly. i'm so close to being yours, won't you stay with me... please? words || 6 5 3 || tag || renee/kendall/noah || outfit || naked when it came down to it the nature of barbra and noah's relationship was the most heterosexual that a relationship could be with two gay people. they loved each other, deeper than just friendship, but not to the point where it could overpower their sexualities. they slept in the same bed, told each other everything, sometimes they even kissed. if there were one man on the planet that was the closest to being her spouse it was noah cervantes. she trusted him, more than she trusted anyone on the planet. and if she needed to, she would give her life for him. hell they'd already gone in to see if they have matching blood types in case anything ever happened. noah was, the closest thing that she had to real relationship with her heart fully in it in a long time. but that did not mean, that there were just some things, she would like him to keep his nose out of. things like her love life. and up until this point they had always done a pretty good job of staying out of one another's love life. it was a respect thing, it was something that was unwritten about their relationship. because, they were friends. they were best friends. they knew how each other worked and such they might make snide comments about one thing or another, but as a whole they never got in the middle of things. because, for one there was no point to it. both noah and babs were the type of people who were going to do what they were going to do and there was no stopping either of them. barbra couldn't stop noah from cheating if her life depended on it, and noah couldn't stop barbra from dating whoever she wanted to date. this situation was no different. and if babs were to be perfectly honest about it, she would admit that his trying to do something about this was a little insulting. "look noah," she started before taking a drink of her coffee and then letting out a bit of a sigh. "i will admit that yes, you know her better than i do. and yes, you have more insight to who it is that kendall is. all these things are true, but, you're acting like i'm going to listen. which i'm not. because, well, you know me better than that. so really, there's little use in us sitting here and arguing over this." the woman then moved to finish off her coffee before setting the cup in the sink and then moving over to where her best friend stood and wrapping her arms around his neck. a small smile took hold of her features as fingers moved to twirl the hair at the back of his neck. "i love you noah. and you are my best friend in the world. but just like i have to let you make your own mistakes, and fight your own battles, you have to let me do the same. you can't protect me from the world. no matter how much you may want to. i'm a big girl, i survived years without you noah. i messed the living hell out of you, but i survived. and i will be alright." with that she patted his cheek and then released him heading back to their room to find something to wear for the day. "and really," she called out as she started going through the clothes in the closet. "for all we both know nothing is going to happen between kendall and i. it may just be a one night stand. but i am in no way going to just forget her. she is too perfect of a face to just forget. you're acting like you haven't seen her before." and with that her mind moved to thinking that they really were in need of a bigger closet. notes || sass fight starting NOW

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[noah everett cervantes]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] hey i'm gonna get you, too another one bites the dust - - - - - - - - - - - - - - he'd be lying if he said that he didn't love barbra because of the way that she sassed him, the way she wasn't afraid to just be who she was around him and not give a fuck if the words she said gave him an abashed expression and annoyed him more than just a little bit. he loved her for everything that most people hated her for - her power, her poise, the way she just didn't give a fuck what anybody had to say about her or to her. there was something in her independence that made him want to never be without her because there was no one in the world who could handle him better than barbra stien. she just knew him inside and out, the little things that made him tick, and even if she could be annoying with her "fuck off noah" attitude when it came to things like this, he still loved her unconditionally. but she was being a fucking moron if she really thought that was the end of it. because it wasn't. believe it or not, noah actually cared about his friend's well-being and he had never, ever seen anyone enter the wilson household and come back as whole as they were when they got involved with them. hell, even he wasn't even relatively okay and he was in there the least out of absolutely everybody. no, everyone in that fucking family was a crazy as fuck lunatic and though he loved them to death even if he wouldn't admit it out loud, he was not going to let barbra get involved with them the same way that he had refused to let adaline get involved with icarus. the wilsons would only break barbra down. they would just take away everything that he liked about her and fuck him if he was going to let that happen. barbra deserved to remain whole. that wasn't going to happen if she continued talking about kendall like that. like she was normal. and he was going to tell her. he was going to tell her that getting involved was worse than she realized, that that morning was the most normal he had ever seen the petite blonde that he had grown to love so so very much, especially before the girl had had a morning cup of coffee. but then barbra was walking away from him and he let out an annoyed sigh as she continued to talk. no - this was not okay. he would admit it. talking strictly about looks, kendall was a knockout. she was positively gorgeous which was probably why people put up with the fact that she was batshit insane long enough to have sex with her. but there was a reason the woman was still single and it had nothing to do with emotional baggage. it had to do with that she was just a psycho bitch and no one, and he meant no one, should have to be exposed to that. especially in an intimate form. so he followed barbra back to their room, letting out an extremely annoyed, "don't walk away from me, barbra stien," as he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back to face him away from the closet. because this meant something to him. this was barbra's well-being, her safety, her fucking sanity and maybe it was melodramatic but noah wasn't exactly known for downplaying his emotions, now was he? no, it was quite the opposite and he knew barbra was well aware of the fact that he tended to make his actions bigger and more drastic when he wanted people to pay attention to him which was really why he was such a great fit for absurdest comedy - but that was off topic and he really didn't need to be getting off on the thought of acting styles when he had barbra's safety on the line. "you are going to forget about her face," he told her sternly, searching her eyes for something, anything to make her understand how serious he was about this. "you are going to forget that kendall wilson ever existed and when you see her you are going to pretend like you have never seen her before in your life and just keep walking because barbra, i am not going to keep repeating this, but getting involved in that girl's life, no matter how casually...it will kill you." he bit the inside of his cheek. "you've dealt with crazy people before, babs. but i promise you, all of the crazies in your life that you have ever met do not even hold a light to the batshit insane that is kendall. she's dangerous. i'm not letting you get involved in ANY way with a person like that. just forget she ever existed." TAGGED FOR KIT/BARBRA SIGH NOAH YOU FOOL TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.

[barbra helen stien]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc172/damijoandamija/sbg.jpg); padding-left: 50px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-top: 10px;] near to you you and i have something different, and i'm enjoying it, cautiously. i'm battle scarred, i am working oh so hard to get back to who i used to be. he's disappearing, fading, suddenly. i'm so close to being yours, won't you stay with me... please? words || 8 4 0 || tag || renee/kendall/noah || outfit || naked barbra found it cute. she found it flattering even when noah got protective of her. because when everyone were to sit down and face the facts noah mostly just let people do what they were going to do and that was all that there was to it. because, he was noah. and with the majority of the human race he didn't care what happened to them. his caring for barbra had always been something strong, though, and hers for him. they'd bonded so young in life, when neither of them were ready to be who they really were. when they were still just figuring out their lives and how they were. they were closer than most people were. at least that was what the woman thought. and because of this, it would've made sense for her to just accept what he was saying. take his advice. know that noah probably had a good reason for saying what it was he had to say. he did, after all, know kendall better. but that in no way meant that she was going to listen to him. no matter what he did and didn't know. because barbra hated being told what to do. she hated having people say she shouldn't do something. or see someone. or things like that. she absolutely hated it with everything that she was. no one told barbra what to do, especially not in her love life, not even noah. because she loved the faggot with all of her heart, but there was no way that he was going to boss her around. no one bossed barbra helen stien around. she did the bossing. she was always the one in control. she was always the one who said how things went down and what happened and that was all that there was to it. she wasn't about to let anyone tell her what she was going to do. who she was going to see. even if noah had good reasons. that just wasn't how things worked with barbra. noah should've known that by now. he should've known that when she walked away from him the discussion was over, and she was going to do what she was going to do, and that was all that there was to it. usually, that was how things went. that was the end of it. because they knew better than to push each other further. but then noah followed her back into the room, and he told her not to walk away from him. a sound of almost shock left her lips at the feel of the hand on her shoulder and when he turned her to face him a look of complete disbelief washed over her features. then something dangerous came into her eyes because no one told her what to do. not even noah. never before in their year and years of friendship had he done something as stupid as continue to try and tell her what to do after she was well and over the fight. after her decision was set in stone. and there were two reasons here that he would do something like this. one, he had lost his fucking brain in the time that they had been apart. or two, this was actually something serious in the mind of her best friend. which was an oddity. it wasn't something that often came across in their lives. when noah was serious. when he took something and actually made it important. especially when it came to barbra's sex life. and it was this realization that caused her expression to soften as she looked at him. and that face of hers conform into something more curious than anything else. babs stood there as he spoke with her arms crossed under her chest and her eyes staying perfectly trained on her best friend's. and she listened. not that it was easy because there he was telling her what to do in the most demanding tone that see was sure he had ever used with her. the most up front and damn near possessive sort of tone. it was odd. she didn't like it. she wanted it to stop. but not just because he was telling her what to do. because, this was something that neither of them did very often. and she didn't think she had ever seen him fight so hard to keep her away from someone in the years that they had known one another. brows met each other, creasing her forehead. "noah..." she started and then stopped as to gather her words instead of just exploding on her best friend because she really did hate being told what to do and her temper really was starting to flare. "if it's so damn important to you that i don't see her anymore..." she paused and let out a sigh before biting the inside of her cheek. "i make no promises, alright? but i won't go seeking her out." which really was the best that she could give to him. notes || oh boah

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[noah everett cervantes]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] hey i'm gonna get you, too another one bites the dust - - - - - - - - - - - - - - finally. he was about point oh three seconds away from a completely nuclear meltdown, and he honestly thought that he was going to explode if barbra didn't actually listen to him for once. because he loved the girl. he loved her as much as he could love a woman in a way that was deeper than any friendship that he had. barbra was his girl, his best friend, his beard for so many years and his confidant. she knew more about him than anyone and he knew more about her than maybe he'd actually care to. they were best friends, practically related - hell, no, fuck that, practically married and the last thing he wanted to do was see her hurt. because even if kendall didn't hurt her emotionally, if she hurt kendall emotionally then the wilson would hurt her physically and he wasn't ready for that. he had never had to stop kendall from one of her crazy plots and he didn't want to be caught in the crosshairs of her fire - but he knew he'd have to be if barbra's safety was put on the line. so he was a little relieved. he didn't think kendall would go seeking out barbra. the wilson hated relationships more than the middle one did if that was even possible and would probably laugh in his face if he even casually brought up her seeing barbra again. kendall ilse wilson was not so easily won over by a woman who was good in bed and he thanked his lucky stars for it. maybe he could actually escape the drama of this one, could actually for once be spared and not have to see two of his best friends just tear each other to shreds. he supposed he could have had a little more faith in them - more faith in the human side of barbra or the maternal and caring side of kendall that he'd seen. but he didn't. because when it came to sex, those two personalities never collided and he knew that they never would. the two girls were meant to play around; not to continue seeing one another. so he placed a kiss on barbra's forehead, sliding hand from her hip to the small of her back in a comforting sort of way and smiled down at her with as much love and affection as he could muster. "thank you," he said softly before placing another kiss on her forehead and pulling her into a small hug. and that was it - that was his public service for the year. if either one of them asked anything more from him, he would rage at them because he was sparing them from....well, he wasn't sure what he was sparing them from but he knew it would be something bad, just knew it in his gut. so that was it - no more kindness from noah cervantes for the rest of his life or so help him...he needed to get off that thought, though, so as he let his grip on barbra tighten for a second before he let her go completely, he just reminded himself that he'd be seeing gabe later that night. and then he could forget all of this ever happened. TAGGED FOR KIT/BARBRA SIGH NOAH YOU FOOL, I FIGURED WE NEEDED TO END THIS SOME DAY. TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.