#noah x reader

Title: Moonbound Soulmate

Pairing: Noah x Female Reader

Genre: Dark Romance / Primal Smut / Werewolf AU

Movie: The Beast Within

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Warnings: Explicit smut, primal breeding as love language, werewolf shifting, breast fondling, consensual powerplay, submission & selfless love, passionate sex, possessive/obsessive behavior.

Notes: This is pure dark fantasy smut. Noah is canonically a violent wild but lovesick werewolf and the reader is incredibly soft and submissive, willing to give Noah everything — blood, milk, flesh, and her body and soul. Very primal, very intense, and very loving in its own twisted way. No plot armor, just devotion.

"Unlikely" • Relationship HCs

pairing(s): Noah (TD)/GN Reader

— summary: what a romantic relationship with Noah is like

— no y/n use, no pronoun use - gn reader, reader lives in Toronto; Canada

— Hey anon! First of all, take note of the way the ask is phrased because I actually have two tdi Noah reqs right now from anons. So like, if you’re who sent the more detailed ask, don’t be worried that’s still work in progress. Second, I usually ask for asks it’s to be more specific, but I was actually really happy to get an opportunity to write headcanons for this asshole so thank you, anon! I hope you like this!

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Pre-Relationship:

Noah likes to think of himself as a purely objective person who sees situations for what they are. He understands subjectivity as a concept but he can't really reconcile it with his ego. He doesn't think he's the most skilled or entertaining person ever— no, his ego comes in the form of believing logical fallacy cannot touch him.

So this leads to him being entirely oblivious to his own feelings for you. You're someone he thinks of as tolerable. A friend. Just… a friend that he pays a lot of attention to but why wouldn't he? You have a nice voice and you know just how to tell him even the most mundane stories so that he's hanging on your every word.

He'll start picking up all your favourite media because he wants to understand.

He thumbs through the pages of your favourite book, turning every detail over in his head. He dislikes some of it, if he's being honest, but he focuses on the good so he can see it the way you do.

In the same vein, he jots down every song you mention and starts paying attention to the albums that flash on your phone screen when you put on headphones. He listens to all of it before eventually just asking you what music you listen to.

Your conversations are more in the stroke of banter, plain and simple. He's a snarky asshole but you seem to keep up with him in a way no else can. Noah is mean and argumentative but it's hard to be offended when you catch him staring at you every time you look away.

Of course, it becomes obvious that he likes you almost immediately.

Those around you catch on quickly, even if you don't and everyone starts to assume your one of those couples who just don't care for public displays of affection.

It's a scheduled game night that's more so just an opportunity for you all the meet when you're all usually so busy between school, internships, work, and extracurriculars (not to mention all game shows Owen still drags Noah on). The majority of the Total Drama cast had moved into Ontario and more specifically, the Greater Toronto Area as university has rolled around so it's much easier to coordinate these things now. Still, occasionally things come up and on this night, you're unable to make it. Instead, Noah; Owen; Izzy; and Eva crowd around a low table, sitting on the ground with cards in their hands. The conversation is low between moves, as the round is still just beginning. It's Owen who asks where you are. Noah stares down at his deck intensely, reorganising for a run before realising how quiet the room has gotten. With a furrowed brow, he glances up and finds three sets of eyes baring into him. "Am I a caretaker? How should I know?" He scoffs, more for the sake brushing them off than anything else. Still, the phone sitting on his lap was a nagging reminder that he did know— you had texted him to let him know days prior. Eva rolls her eyes, saying offhandedly, "Right, how should you possibly know where the person you're dating is?" She plays a pair of eights, looking to Owen for his move. Noah's mouth moves before his brain. "Dating doesn't mean you have a microchip planted in their neck unless you're with Izzy." He barely catches Izzy grinning from ear to ear before he runs Eva's words back over. His hands freeze over his cards, "Wait…" The set of cards is quickly lowered, face down in his lap as Noah takes Eva in. "Dating? Who said we're dating?" Owen falters as he tries to play a set, snorting in laughter before finding a complete lack of amusement on Noah's face. Slowly, the group pieces it together. The game devolves quickly into the group dogpiling on Noah, cards long abandoned as they attempt to make him see sense. His belief that he is just so purely objective comes back to bite him when he realises no one describes their friends like something out of a Jane Austen novel unless they're afflicted with affection. Though, 'afflicted' really is the only way to describe how he feels at first.

Getting Together:

The idea of flirting and dating feels so foreign to Noah. He had a brief, scripted fling with Emma on Ridonculous Race but even that, he had reshoot every scene with them flirting at least a dozen times. Though, he can't just… do nothing. So he starts finding more excuses to see you: going out of his way to find classes he can skip or stop by during his work breaks.

When he starts thinking about you romantically, he can't stop thinking about you at all. It's cheesy but he imagines what the future might look like for you. He starts planning dates, wondering how your names would fit together, finding it hard to bite down a grin every time someone brings you up.

If it wasn't subtle before, he's practically hitting you over the head with it by this point.

He takes note of things you're interested in, keeping a small log on his phone and eventually plans a date around something you like. He doesn't ask until he's sure you'll accept and when he does ask, it is with bated breath.

It's a rare day when your schedules seem to align, and you both have the day off. As per usual on your days off, the two of you hunker down at one of your places. On this particular day, you're both sprawled across Noah's couch. His couch is ridiculously nice, made up of a smooth black leather with impossibly soft cushions; frequently, you envy his paycheque but of course, that is before you remember the few exchanges you've had with Chris McLean. He's put on a movie because he may be flexible about food and music and even, his appearance but he draws a line at any of the "filmed arts." It's a side effect of working in the industry, you assume .…And Justice For All is playing across from you, as he explains why "This is the movie Al Pacino should be best known for." He stares at the screen with trained eyes, reminding you suspiciously of how he looks to you. Al Pacino is busy smashing in the window of another lawyer's car and honestly, more just to have any input to the conversation, you tell him, "He's kinda fine." You tilt your head lazily, "I'd kiss him." Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Noah turning his head. He inhales and you worry you've bothered him so you glance at him with a wrinkled nose and go to apologise, "I didn't me-" "Is that you're type?" He asks curtly, eyes narrowing with thinly-veiled judgement. Your eyebrows lift in offense, "You're practically drooling over him. You're telling me you wouldn't?" He scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest and sinking further into the couch. "I don't see the appeal." Sighing, you look back at the screen, "I dunno. He's like… " You glance back at Noah, a grin of clear insinuation beginning to curl at your lips, "A thin, nerdy guy yelling at everyone for being idiotic. Seems hot." Noah's face seems to freeze, mouth half open, and you worry just a little that he's on the edge of an aneurysm. Internally, you're keening with gratitude for the movie because the utter silence between you would be painful without it. He stutters for a moment, seemingly lost on words. Eventually, he seems to steady and quietly asks, "Do you wanna go out some time?" You take in the undercurrent of nerves in his tone, sympathy gnawing at you. You nod softly, letting a much kinder smile pull at your lips. "About time you asked." You joke, watching him ease up. The two of you settle back into watching the movie with a fondness hanging in the air. You'll sort out the details later. And if you get a bit closer to each other as the film goes on, it's left unsaid.

Finally, General Relationship HCs:

He's immediately really smug about dating someone he thinks is so awesome. He's never been in a real relationship so this is monumental to him. He drags you along to every hangout with his friend group and every Total Drama cast meet-up, purely for the sake of "rubbing their noses in it" and maybe, not that he'll admit it, because of your burgeoning co-dependency.

As for love languages, he responds best to quality time and acts of service. He sees them as actual proof of how much you care for him. That being said, because of the industry he works in, he doesn't actually have so much time. He wants to be director and if that means years of gruelling work, he'll get through it. If he says he doesn't have time, it's not a brush-off— you have to be persistent and keep asking until he finally has a moment.

Noah has almost a better grasp on you schedule than you do, also by extension of his work. He's just so used to being on top of two or three schedules at once. What's one more?

He lives everyday, beyond thankful to be far from his family. The two of you move in together after not-so-long and it is a sweet relief to have so much space after a lifetime of seven older sisters. Still, he loves them and they're incredibly protective of him so expect random drop-ins from intimidating sisters who mean to scare the thought of hurting Noah out of you.

Noah is pretty much always cold, especially his hands and feet, which are near-painfully so. As a result, your socks and sweaters become interchangeable with his. Half of the time, he'll be wearing what your looking for while your actively searching for it. You're almost sure that he does it on purpose.

He is a super picky eater on the account of a fair amount of allergies and honestly, having somehow developed a weaker stomach in Total Drama's wake. Thankfully, he's fairly self-sufficient and knows how to cook so when he's home, expect simple comfort meals. Soups, stir-fry, chicken bowls. Occasionally, he pulls out one of his mother's recipes. Most often, daal curry and rice.

On the weeks where his work lulls, he works on scripts for hours. You find him buried in sticky notes and legal pads, tracing out plotlines. His work rolls on until the sun pulls around the horizon. Often, you have to remind him to eat and get water, maybe drag him outside for a walk every couple days.

It's genuinely brutal sometimes, seeing the way he works himself into deeply sunken eyes and his head barely holding high.

It's worth it, however, when someone- anyone- finally takes a chance on him and he gets his break. All those long hours and coffee runs and acting as a godforesaken suck up— Noah finally gets to work on a project of his own. And when he gets the opportunity, you’re the first person he calls.

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Star's Final Notes:

— Okay so the last section is a bit less organised than the rest but I really like this other wise. I hope the anon who requested this and of course, all my other readers like it too. I have another Noah TDI work to get done after this so that's next. Keep an eye out if you like these. All that said, I hope you leave a like or comment or reblog, whatever. Otherwise, have a good rest of your day. Take care of yourself! Later!

Honestly I don't see Noah as evil.. he's a deeply complex and aggressive werewolf.. as a head canon I really think Noah has a breast fetish.. he's a complete boobs guy.. he'd graze his teeth on your breasts and then he'd suckle on your tits like a lost puppy.. and after that he'd fall asleep there after making love to you.. he might be a bit intense sometimes (leaving bite marks on your neck and breasts) but the next moment he'd become soft and needy.. he'd go down on you and eat your pussy like a starved creature and then he'd howl.. just to make you blush.. then he'd crawl on you to fondle your breasts again and he definitely has a breeding kink.. he'd knock you up and then be the ultimate protective wolf husband.. and he definitely purrs like a cat when you pet his beard and run your fingers through his hair and he often drools on your bare breasts when he sleeps on you .. his mouth would be still attached to your nipples.

This visualization is killing me 😭 I want to be the bunny. You already know I’m thinking puppy Noah

I suppose another hybrid can join the party, What are you saying, @ami-gami?

(Puppy! Noah x bunny reader?)

My honest reaction:

Latina!Reader starts calling Noah Gansito and changes his contact to the mascot because he’s always duck lipped and then he sees a little display for them at the grocery store and just points at it all fake upset 🐥

Wait cuz he would be so confused for WEEKS why you started calling him Gansito. 🤣 so when he does see the display that fake upset ducky pout, he's just like "really?" But he's just proving your point lol

For everyone who doesn't know what Gansito is, its this snack with a duck mascot 🐥