noahssideactivities

Yo! My name is Noah(he/him), and this is my main blog. Everything Halo related goes here, be it art, reblogs, fics, shitposts, you get the idea. Meanwhile my side is for all unrelated content, including different fandoms and more personal tediousness. So feel free to give that a look if you so wish. Although it's pretty empty as of time posting.

I'll also link my ao3, since I plan on crossposting existing fics from this account over there. Might as well, cause I won't be making a list for them here, due to the fact they aren't halo related. I just cba to delete them.

DNI

Basic dni criteria, honestly. Don't be a weirdo or hateful bigot and we'll get along just fine. Right? Cool. Just to clarify for the people in the back, that includes

Pedos, racists, homophobes, ableists, loli/shota enjoyers, people who ship gay men with women and gay women with men, biphobes, people who hate poly people, etc. Just. Very basic dni criteria.

Requests

I take fanfic, art, and sillyshit requests related to halo on this blog. Any other fandom, you'd better go to my side. (Top of the page.) I'll list the other fandoms in the reblog of this post over there. But here are just my general rules for requests.

I WONT do: Incest of any kind (no idc if they're adopted or not blood related, its still incest), any noble team ships unless its with reader (idk I don't see any of them together like that), minor x adult, sexual minor x minor, gay man x a woman, or gay woman x a man.

I WILL do: gore(within reason), headcanons, short scenarios, fluff, domestic nonsense, poly things, dumb posts like this one, mlm, wlw, ace rep, trans rep, disability rep(i will do the research and if anything is wrong feel free to correct me. Its all a learning experience and I don't want anyone left out. I myself need aids sometimes so I understand.)

Little warning here, I'm not against doing nsfw, but it can be a tad situational. Feel free to send me nsfw requests, but please know there's a chance I may not accept them and you'd be better off elsewhere.

(I take requests for basically any character.)

Yeah, that's pretty much it. Have fun. Feel free to bother me or "spam like." I love having a full inbox and knowing someone likes what I make, it's never annoying.

Spencer Reid who makes sure it's known that he sits with you every time on the jet without saying anything, but with Morgan's teasing the rest catch on quick enough to leave you space.

Spencer Reid who grows to hate going to bars after cases because more conventionally attractive guys hit on you. He just mopes around the bar. It doesn't take a profiler to know he's upset. When you finally get it out of him, you assure him that you love him and him only.

Spencer Reid who reads to you every night and let's you rest your head on his shoulder to sleep, but it ends with him sleeping on your shoulder.

Spencer Reid who whispers little facts he knows in your ear when you're scared or upset after a case.

Spencer Reid who always feels horrible if you get hurt on a case. He ends up crying more than you do, apologizing over and over again. Of course you tell him, "It's not your fault. You didn't know. You couldn't have stopped it. I'm okay, you're okay."

Spencer Reid who loves everything you do and studies you daily, even if the team teases him he doesn't care because he loves you.

🗝️ One of the main ways the Knocker shows his love is simply through admiring you from a distance. God, he just adores everything about you, Knocker could (and probably has) spent hours watching you go about your daily life.

🗝️ He’s very protective as well. You might not notice it at first, but monsters would begin avoiding you. Long walks home in the middle of the night, mining trips deep underground, no matter how dark no mobs would approach… and the ones that try don’t make it far.

🗝️ Knocker also loves to bring you a variety of different gifts. Bones, flowers, useful items, etc. it all depends on what you like.

🗝️ When it comes to things like physical affection, I think you’d be the one initiating most of it. It’s not that he doesn’t enjoy it, because he does, touch just isn’t usually on his mind. However, every once in a while when he’s feeling extra lonely the Knocker can become quite clingy.

🗝️ While he doesn’t talk often, he loves hearing you speak. Doesn’t matter what it’s about, if it’s important or not, Knocker wants to know everything on your mind and will remember every word. Even if he doesn’t respond, he’s listening.

🗝️ Speaking of remembering, I’ve mentioned this briefly but the Knocker is an incredibly lonely being. He’s not used to people paying attention to him unless he instigates it and has a deep-rooted fear of being forgotten. So if you were to do small things in your daily life that show you think of him when he’s not there, it would make him ecstatic.

You were always exhausted after a long day of mining, and today had been no different.

You only meant to gather some iron and head right back home, as you had grown quite low. But the sight of a mineshaft had distracted you from that goal, and instead lead you way deeper into the cave than you had expected.

Now you were finally back home. It was late at night, and the sound of thunder rumbled in the distance alongside the soft pitter-patter of rain against your roof. You had started a fire earlier, the pleasant scent of burning wood filling the air as it warmed the house. You sorted today’s loot in your chests, taking the last few diamonds from your inventory and placing them inside.

The sight of your haul filled you with pride. That detour into the mine had been a great choice, as now you had twice as much iron and gold than before alongside quite a few diamonds. Your chest was so full now you could barely get it to shut, having to push down a bit harder before you heard it click shut.

Satisfied, you were about to head to bed when a sharp knock stopped you in your tracks, head snapping towards the door.

“Who’s there?” You called out, but you suspected there was only one person who would be over this late in this weather. Someone you hadn’t seen in days.

And exactly as you guessed, when you opened the door you were met by a dark figure with a smile too wide for his face waiting in front of you.

The Knocker was drenched from the rain, his hoodie clinging to his frame as he tilted his head at you. He was shivering from the cold, no doubt having been in the rain for quite a while. He didn’t speak, but you could tell what he was asking from the look in his eyes.

“How long have you been out here?? You’re completely soaked!” You exclaimed, quickly stepping out of the way so he could walk inside. “Come on, I have a fire going. Let’s warm you up.”

As the Knocker plopped himself on the couch in front of the fireplace, you took a blanket and wrapped it around his shoulders.

“Seriously… what were you doing?” You asked again, sitting down next to him.

He hesitated, before replying in a quiet, raspy voice.

“You dropped this, so I wanted to get it back for you.” He reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out a small diamond, your eyes widening at the sight.

“Oh my gosh, I didn’t even realize!” You accepted the diamond gratefully, giving the Knocker a grateful smile. “Thank you.”

The Knocker only nodded, and after a few moments of comfortable silence he leaned against your side, resting his head on your shoulder.

“I missed you.” He mumbled, closing his eyes as he relaxed against your body. You felt a warmth blooming in your chest that had nothing to do with the fire, and you wrapped an arm around his waist.