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me, when there are going to be the "stans" after will poulter's marvel role:
Gally: Must you always attack me with words?
Minho: You want me to use rocks?
#no shit, sherlock
I really like the Coen brothers. I like watching something really cinematic that feels like theatre, almost. When it all gels together perfectly, so you can appreciate the sounds and the acting and the visuals and the story, but it all works together as one piece. I think that’s very clever.
Rat Man: would you punch Thomas for a million dollars?
Teresa: sure
Newt: I’d punch him twice for that much
Minho: I’d roundhouse kick him in the face for $50
Gally: I would literally kill him for no pay
will poulter is an actual piece of art.
this gif set changed my life ive reblogged it at least 5 times i love my boyfriend
will poulter is an actual piece of art.
Showers and Roomates
request: hey if you don’t mind, could i request a thomas sangster imagine?? where you guys are getting it on in the shower early in the morning and your roommate kayla wakes up and starts asking a million questions (doing her daily routine) while thomas is touching you so you have to answer like nothing unholy is happening, sry but I’ve had this in my head all day and lately I have tommy feels oh & I’m in love with your blog!!!
warnings: smut
x
You woke up to the sound of the shower turning on. Your room was dimly lit, the light filtered through your grey curtains. Groggily, you sat up and noticed Thomas’ cellphone on the bedside table, reminding you of the night before. You smiled cheekily and hopped off the bed, quietly making your way into the bathroom. You got out of Thomas’ shirt – yes, you slept in his shirt – and the pair of underwear you had on.
As you reached to pull back the shower curtain, you were startled when it was suddenly opened for you. Standing under the water of the shower, Thomas grinned at you and offered you his hand. Biting your lip, you took it and slipped into the shower with him, closing the curtain as you did so.
“Good morning, love,” Thomas smiled and took you into his arms, kissing you sweetly. The shower felt nice, and you turned to face the water, gasping when you felt Thomas press his body against you. Immediately you could feel Thomas hardening against you.
You moved under the water of the shower as you felt Thomas’ hands roaming lightly over your stomach, moving higher so that he could fondle with your breasts. He took one in each hand, squeezing them lightly. You moaned quietly and tilted your head, giving Thomas access to your neck. His lips were attached to your neck in an instant, sucking a line of dark marks into your skin.
Thomas took one of his hands away from your breasts, moving it further down. He walked his fingers down your stomach slowly, making you laugh as he smirked against your neck. You drew in a sharp breath when Thomas reached your clit, biting your lip as he rubbed his fingers over it.
Your head fell back into Thomas’ chest, and you whimpered quietly as he added more pressure, his other hand still around your breast. You closed your eyes as he continued teasing you, doing your best not to moan just yet.
When he decided he’d teased you enough, you could feel his fingers trail down to your folds, sliding his fingers over them slightly. You tilted your head to one side and felt Thomas’ lips on your neck as he moved his fingers against your folds.
You were about to beg him for more when you heard someone’s voice echoing in the bathroom.
“Morning, Y/N.”
Shit. You had totally forgotten about your roommate Kayla.
“Oh hey, Kayla,” you replied shakily, quickly pushing Thomas off of you, being sure not to make too much noise as you did so. You turned your head slightly and saw Thomas standing there with a giant smirk on his face. You rolled your eyes at him and turned around as you felt him press his body against yours again quickly.
“What time did you get back last night?” she asked casually, knowing you had went out with Thomas the previous night.
“Pretty late,” you answered nervously, trying to focus while Thomas’ hands moved lightly down your body again.
“What did you guys do?” she continued the conversation, rummaging through the many hygienic products that the two of you had in your bathroom.
“The usual,” you got out quickly, almost choking on your words when you felt Thomas’ fingers dancing closer to your core. “Went out to eat, sat up on the rooftop, you know,” you said in one breath. You took a deep breath, trying to remain calm as Thomas toyed with your slit.
“Oh, that’s cute. Hey, do you know where I put my morning face wash?” Kayla asked.
“Yeah, it’s right by-” you were cut off by your own moan as Thomas slipped a finger into you.
“Uhh, you okay Y/N?” she asked curiously.
“Uh-huh,” you reassured her. “It’s, uh, on the shelf by the sink,” you quickly told her. You dug your teeth into your bottom lip, trying to stop your moans from coming out as Thomas pumped his finger slowly inside of you. You shut your eyes, leaning back into his chest like you did the last time.
The little devil wanted nothing more than to make you moan out, and his tactics were smart: put you through the torture of his slow pumping; get you to moan, beg, whine for him to do more. He decided to kick it up a notch, adding another finger and continuing his slow pumps. You shook your head, knowing that this could only lead to trouble, and yet you didn’t do anything to stop him.
“You know, you should really start using my face wash,” Kayla was still in the bathroom. “It works really well and my skin is soft as hell.”
“Really?” your eyes flew open, trying your best to act casual. It was almost impossible, though, with Thomas thrusting his fingers into you all the while. You were thinking about pushing him away, but your thoughts were interrupted when Thomas pumped his fingers faster, harder, making you squeal.
“Y/N?” your roommate asked, concerned. “Y/N, what was that?”
“N-Nothing,” you huffed, “It was nothing.” You tilted your head up to see Thomas smirking, knowing he almost got you in trouble. But that’s exactly what he wanted, and without warning, he curled his fingers in you. You gasped at his sudden action, slamming your eyes shut once more. Immediately your hands were over your mouth, stopping you from moaning as Thomas thrusted his fingers into you faster. Your high was nearing and you knew that once it hit, Kayla would know. Your breathing was jagged, and
“Moan for me,” Thomas leant down to whisper in your ear. You shook your head rapidly, catching your bottom lip between your teeth. He continued pleasuring you, shoving his fingers inside of you at a pace that would have you crying out if only Kayla wasn’t there. Still, you held your moans back.
The bathroom sink turned on, signalling that Kayla was almost done in the bathroom.
The ache for release only grew as Thomas continued working you. He kept his fast pace, curling his fingers again and again, which allowed him to hit spots you really didn’t need him hitting. It was bad enough that he was fingering you in the first place, but feeling him hard against your ass only made it worse. You let out a soft whimper through clenched teeth, with every quick pump of his fingers you were brought closer and closer to your high.
“Come on, Y/N,” Thomas whispered once more. He rammed his fingers into you deeper and leaned down to nip at your neck lightly. You were over the top with pleasure and all it took was a final curve of his fingers and you came undone. Wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over you as Thomas helped elongate out your high. You groaned loudly, your mind clear of everything but the pleasure you were feeling right then and there. You were just about to say something to Thomas when..
“Y/N? What the hell is going on in there?” you had been so caught up in your pleasure that you didn’t even notice that the sink was turned off and Kayla was still in the bathroom.
“KAYLA, OH MY GOSH,” you exclaimed, out of breath. “Uhm, nothing. Just.. I’m fine.” you looked up at Thomas and rolled your eyes at the smile on his face.
“Uh, alrighty then,” Kaylay replied unsurely. “I’m gonna go start on breakfast, then.”
“Can you just get me a bowl of cereal, please?” you asked innocently.
“Sure. Anything for you, Thomas?” Kayla asked and you could hear the sass in her voice.
“What?” you and Thomas asked in unison.
“Oh, please, don’t act like I couldn’t hear what was going on behind that shower curtain,” and with that Kayla left the room, leaving you and Thomas giggling under the hot water of the shower.
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wow how long’s it been since i last posted? jesus, i’ve missed you guys so much and i’m sorry for being so inconsistent with everything. i think i’m gonna stop my whole “write four billion imagines at once and post them all at the same time” crap and move onto the “finish an imagine and post the damn thing right then and there” thing. i love you guys, thank you for being so patient with me.
Come on out, Newton [Newt]
Thomas: *walks into your room that's kept separate from the others; Alby's orders* Alby's announced a keeper meeting at nightfall, and you're required to go.
Newt: *traces along your inner thighs from under the bulky bed sheets that concealed him*
You: S-sure.
Thomas: (Y/N), are you okay?
Newt: *continues tracing swirls with his fingers moving up your thigh* Sshhhh
You: Y-yeah fine. *cough covering a moan*
Minho: *from outside your room* Come on out Newton.
You and Newt in sync: Shit.
When you first came to the glade
*Watches Newt showing y/n around*
Clint: So who do you think she is?
Gally: A spy
Frypan: An angel
Minho *watches Newt smile as y/n laughs*: Newt's girlfriend.
Rumor
Minho: There's a rumor going around, you know.
You: What rumor?
Minho: Apparently there's this guy who really likes you but doesnt have the guts to tell you.
You: Who is it?
Minho: He'd kill me if I told you.
You: I thought we were best friends.
Minho: He's also one of my best friends.
You: Minho, you're only other best friends are Thomas, and Newt and it's definitely not one of them.
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Thomas: Hey (Y/N), I heard about the guy who's in love with you.
You: Oh, so he's in love with me?
Newt: No he isnt.
You: Can't you shanks just admit that there is no guy. If there were, you'd at the least give me a name.
Thomas: Mm, no names. But you know him. *winks*
(walk away)
You: I know everyone in the bloody glade.
-
Minho: Do you want to know more about your secret admirer?
You: Not really.
Minho: And why not?
You: Because you shanks are playing with me.
-
Newt: You alright?
You: *laughs* Just doing my best to stay away from the boys and their secret admirer crap.
Newt: Don't think you have one?
You: Have you met the boys? Of course not. Besides if there were, I dont understand why he wouldn't talk to me.
Newt: Maybe he's afraid you won't like him back.
You: How will he ever know if he wont talk to me?
Newt: Give the shank a break, he's a shy one.
You: So you know him?
Newt: *under his breath* Better than you'd think.
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You: The hints you gave me about the guy.. Are they true?
Minho: Yeah he's a shy dude, one of my best friends and won't shut up about you when you're not around.
You: I think I have a clue about who it is.
Minho: It's not all that hard to tell if your pay attention to the way he looks at you.
You: What if it's the guy I'm thinking of?
Minho: I think you know exactly who he is, (Y/N).
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You: Guess what? I found out who the secret admirer is.
Newt: Oh..how?
You: Doesn't matter. Do you think now I know he'll grow a pair and ask me out?
Newt: If he does, will you say yes?
You: Only if he stops referring to himself in the third person.
Newt: Okay (Y/N), would you like to go out with me?
You: Y'know I always had a thing for boys with accents.
a Death Cure trailer had 'please Tommy please' in it and I literally yelled 'fucking hell' in the middle of s movie theatre. this movie is gonna kill me.
Who was your first love?
—When he’d come to set and wouldn’t do it, I’d come up to him like, “Bro… You didn’t grab my butt, man.” *