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hi so

i’ve been quite inactive here lately, which sucks, since n00t is still a character very dear to me, and tumblr roleplaying is pretty great. however! i have just returned to it, since i have a two-week vacation coming up, and here is where you can find me now!

i’m afraid i may have to retire n00t for a little while, although it’s likely i’ll return after i watch tst. no, i haven’t watched it yet. don’t make me feel worse about it aiGHT

#[ ; i didn'T EVEN REMEMBER MY OOC TAG WHAT IS HAPPENING. ]#[ ; THE PASSAGE OF TIME IS RELENTLESS AND CRUEL AND COMES 4 US ALL. ]#█ ❛ — your face gives away more than an episode of oprah's favorite things.

newtmos

It’s always been WICKED.

#( LITERLALY RISES FROM THE GRAVE 2 REBLOG NEWMAS. ) ;#( BYE... BYE........ GOODBYE..... RIP ME..... ) ;#█ ❛ — and through these crazy times. (it's you; it's you.)

tyrellselliot

#[ ; LIES DOWN IN A GRAVE AND COVERS MYSELF WITH DIRT. ]#█ ❛ — i've squandered my resistance for a pocket full of mumbles (such are promises. )

ferrodonna + starter call

there is not a trace of malice in his temperament, which is a lucky thing for the girl whose DRINK has just spilled all over his shoes; newt simply looks at her and holds up a reassuring hand to indicate that there are no hard feelings.

❛ oh, that’s alright. really. ❜

#ferrodonna #█ ❛ — verse :: pliable.

greenberged + starter call

& newt isn’t usually one to laugh in the face of other people’s misfortune (his is a heart too GENTLE for its own good, but he’s never seen anything wrong with that), but he’s had a bad day, so can you REALLY blame him? in true NEWT fashion, however, he still smiles and offers up a kind remark:

❛ you’re making quite a spectacle of yourself. ❜

#greenberged #█ ❛ — verse :: pliable.

cantatrix + starter call

newt starts as she appears suddenly in his field of vision and sits next to him, snapping him out of his concentrated reverie. you can’t blame him for being unused to having COMPANY at this time of night. call him a fuckin’ cliche for sitting on a bench outside his house right after the storm, staring up aimlessly into the skies to catch a GLIMPSE of the stars. you wouldn’t be the first.

❛ i was just sometimes the stars come out. on a clear night they do, anyway. ❜

#cantatrix #█ ❛ — verse :: time flies. (and there's no need to endure anymore.)#( i'm gonna put this in modern verse if that's okay with you! ) ;

suddenly reappears. sorry for being so inactive yeESH. to get this blog started up again LIKE for a starter!!!

#█ ❛ — starter call.#█ ❛ — mutuals only.

nevermisses.

❛ it’ll be a show, i promise you that. i’ll probably go so insane due to the immense pressure and expectations of me, and set an entire building on fire. ❜ satire burns, timbres light. ❛ thank god i’ve got you. ❜ the subject is one of mockery, yet she knows he’ll pick the certain look in her eyes that translates to genuine meaning. it holds heavy in her previous statement. cloaked affection, buried fondness. a product of battle, a war-torn child, she hasn’t been taught how to properly articulate such feelings. she does wish she could. but they’re akin in this way, and this is their way. ❛ i’d be truly lost without you. ❜ they’re embedded beside one another in shallow graves, walking corpses with hollow ribs. barb wire hearts, death clings to their skin. it’s a STENCH, inscribed into their bone marrow the moment it sounded ❛LADIES AND GENTLE, MAY I PRESENT TO YOU, THE VICTOR — ❜ a disease. it kills you slowly. yet, even immunity comes at a price. ❛ best damn celebrity meltdown. i’ll make sure of it. ❜

he laughs-but-not-quite, throwing his head back as he moves to lean against the wall, feeling a sudden and unfortunately familiar twinge in his bad leg an almost poetically well-timed (if painful) reminder that life is UNFAIR and some damages stay with you forever, physical or otherwise.

newt can hear the sardonic insincerity drip, drip, dripping from every sharp syllable, but he scrabbles for truths among the lies, feels his heart LEAP at the thought of her setting the world on fire, of burning away all the carefully woven tapestries and the glamorous facades to reveal the hard, ugly truth.

they could do it, really, they COULD, just burn it all down, and perish amidst the flames, hands interlocked. and they would, if the threat of repercussions to the innocent didn’t hang over their shoulders so heavily.

❛ BEST celebrity meltdown? what an honor! don’t you forget that i was there every step of the way to assist in your meteoric journey. to a high-security capitol jail cell. ❜ he flashes a mischievous half-smile at her, the kind that helped him win the games, the kind that lasts as long as a stone skipping across the surface of a lake.

❛ meteors fall, in case you’d forgotten. ❜

#nevermisses #[ ; replies after 84 years.............. ]#[ ; heLLO my exams just ended. how have u been. u have grown so tall. wow. come here and stand back to back with ur cousin wendy. ]#█ ❛ — verse :: panem today. panem tomorrow. panem forever.

flings peanuts @ him :(

i will not stand for this nonsense

#(sits down)#rascalist #█ ❛ — letters to: newt.

tyrellselliot

#[ ; WOW THIS WASN'T HEARTBREAKING AT ALL!!!!!! ]#█ ❛ — i've squandered my resistance for a pocket full of mumbles (such are promises. )

malblake.

——○MB»

“ I’m not letting anyone down. Tell me what do do an I’ll do it, yeah? I’m not about to let myself die over a stupid accident, I shouldn’t even be here. ”

~•♥•~

❛ yeah, alright, well, i don’t know that any of us should be here. you ought to make the most of it. i know how much you people like to observe. ❜

#malblake #[ ; tbh idk what verse this could be in but i'm just kind of goin with it?? ]#[ ; newt is sO SALTY about everything lol. ]#█ ❛ — verse :: don't call us subjects. (we're not mice trying to find the cheese.)

souvreign.

❛ oh, by all means — go ahead & do so. however, you mustn’t neglect to place credit where credit is due. and as for the epithet —— i’m afraid you’re out of luck. ❜

❛ no? really? ah, well, we had a good RUN, but i suppose this friendship is dead now. rest in peace. ❜

#souvreign #[ ; elsa: '(laughs) don't even joke about that.' ]#█ ❛ — au :: one by one. (we'll come undone.)

malblake.

——○MB»

“ Come on; have I not proved myself enough? I’m good, I’m not here in WICKED’s name, I’m here on accident. I am sorry, all I want to do is help. ”

~•♥•~

❛ look, alright, the only reason i haven’t let the BOYS toss you out into the maze yet is that you might be useful. don’t let us down, now. ❜

#malblake #[ ; i'm sorry that this is so late wow /lies down. ]#█ ❛ — verse :: don't call us subjects. (we're not mice trying to find the cheese.)

we tried it, alright?

#[ ; rewatched this today and fell in love with my small child all over again gdi. ]#tmredit #tmrnewt #the maze runner #tbsedit #█ ❛ — i've squandered my resistance for a pocket full of mumbles (such are promises. )

isknotted-blog

IT WOULD BE BETTER.

#█ ❛ — promotion.

rascalist.

there is a vigilant gloss to his eyes. the chary intake of breaths & fidgety movements all indicating his rather conspicuous dread which he still has the disturbed mind-set to try VEIL from newt. even till his last perceptible move in this GAME, till death, he will conceal himself from the world because weakness was never a choice. if he was going to die, he would not die on his knees.

this is not the first time, he’d remind himself, that your heart has been ripped into t w o.

the thought of death wasn’t as unsettling to him, as was the unforeseen event that he knew was inevitable. it could happen within the next minute, the next hour, the next day — the apprehension was a nightmare on its down. newt mutters god on his tongue, & he thinks, perhaps he’s saying his final prayer.

it was as infuriating as it was frustrating. he had been sent to the maze with the world’s intelligence, a knowledge that bookmarked pages of books in SCHOOLS. he remembers aristotle, he remembers hippocrates, he remembers cesar. he remembers the poems he’d mumble to his friend in the midst of nyx’s curtain, when stars unraveled themselves & gladers snored. he’d remembes sonnets & science, all that he didn’t get to tell newt, but now they would perish — with him.

he wasn’t scared of death. he was scared of losing his friend.

❜ stop whining … i’d ask fo’ some champagne right now. ❛

it came in flashes, in terrifying bursts, fragments of sanity and void interspersed with each other, obscuring his vision.

it’s not kenneth sitting before him anymore at least, not the kenneth that he ought to be. newt sees grievers and mazes and the horrifying, lurching feeling of FALLING, pulsing in kenneth’s chest, a reminder of everything that led to this moment. but his heart is beating, but he’s alive kenneth is alive, and though the world is stained red and his face is nothing but static, newt knows that none of it was in vain.

he’d do it again, he would, he’d go through all that PAIN and terror again in a heartbeat if it meant kenneth would escape it all safely.

and newt CAN’T let that safety be compromised. ( the demons are howling, echoing and reverberating in his ears, and he knows that kenneth won’t be safe here for very long. )

❛ i can’t i can’t control it, kenny, i can’t please, i wouldn’t be able to live with knowing that i’d that you’ve ❜

#rascalist #[ ; if you listen to 'high hopes' by kodaline while reading this it'll hurt even more lmAO. ]#[ ; I'M SO EMO..... tional. ]#█ ❛ — verse :: don't call us subjects. (we're not mice trying to find the cheese.)

tobekilled.

❛ what happens when our BEST isn’t good enough? ❜

❛ that’s one question i don’t know the answer to. among others. ❜

#tobekilled #█ ❛ — verse :: pliable.#[ ; YAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. ]#[ ; sorry i'm !!!! excited for thomas and newt to interact again. EXCELLENT!!!! ]

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