-- hurricane.

run, eat, sleep, repeat. | thomas, runner. "i just feel like I need to save everyone -- to redeem myself."

[hehasawife]

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qxeenxelsa:

‘Okay, what would be useful in the bag?’ She thought to herself, to make sure she convinced him that they needed the bag. She was already slowing losing control, the air around them got much colder in a short time. “Um, there’s a compass, a map, and like..a gun!” She quickly said. Before biting her lip. “I remember them talking about taking it to some Lab A24. Do you know where that is?”

A shivar ran up his spine, and Thomas wasn’t sure if the prisons were just cold, or if it was out of fear. It didn’t really matter; there were other much important things at hand, like the blonde’s safety, for example. The others kept insisting that he save her -- that she would prove useful in the long run (he knew that it sounded fishy, but Thomas knew that his friends meant no harm).

“A gun?” Where the hell would she get a gun under these circumstances? Nevertheless, he knew where A24 was, so he decided it was worth a shot. “Let’s go.”

[nxwtxn]

The blond let out a loud sigh. ❝——Can we not talk about this anymore? We both made some mistakes and that’s that.❞ He hated fighting, especially with Thomas. And he didn’t really understand why Thomas had been so jealous in the first place. They were basically friends with benefits. They hadn’t been on a single date. As far as he was concerned, they were unofficial fuck buddies. Until now, anyway.

   ❝——That party was all fun and games, but I don’t feel like goin’ back there.❞

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Thomas agreed to let it go. He had his own faults, after all, and having Newt bring those up wouldn’t feel good, either. A long pause ensued, before he spoke again, expressing his agreement. “Alright,” he said, “let’s forget about that, then.” But who was he kidding? He wouldn’t exactly forget, would he? But he would let it go if Newt wanted him to.

“Me neither.” The party hasn’t even reached full swing, and it already gave him shit.

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☀ [yooo~ ]

[ msg ] : fuck[ msg ] : it’s already 8[ msg ] : good morning asshole[ msg ] : thanks for keeping me up late

[nxwtxn]

[ text: Tommy ] bug off [ text: Tommy ] well good thing i didn’t hang around

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[ msg: Newt ] : lucky you, then [ msg: Newt ] : i’ll get my revenge on u

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  ❝——And you were practically fuckin’ that girl on the dance floor, so I guess we’re even.❞ The blond boy retorted rather snarkily, crossing his arms in front of his chest. ❝——You say it like stuff like this always happens. Maybe next time you shouldn’t abandon me in the middle of a bunch of drunk arseholes.❞ Maybe he was being a little unfair. But he was pissed, so he got to be whatever the hell he wanted.

  ❝——Well, I don’t want anybody else touchin’ me, so there.❞ He grumbled under his breath, tearing his gaze away from the other boy.

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Thomas found his jaw slack after his first statement. “I -- I was not,” he vehemently denied. But Newt had a point -- things like these happened rarely, but he couldn’t exactly judge that yet, as they were newly exclusive, or whatever the hell people called being in a relationship nowadays. The fact that it was Aris made it completely worse, though, as he knew Newt personally, compared to the random stranger that he dragged out of nowhere.

He almost sighs out of relief. “Good.” He couldn’t find better words to express himself then.

[builderkeeper]

A half-smirk appeared.              “ He does good with what he has. Much better              than what we did before we got a cook. ” Those were unpleasant memories.

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Thomas did his best to hold back a sigh. “I wouldn’t know,” he began, “nor do I want to know, honestly.” He was content with the current cooking.

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          Even in his drunken state, the blond new better than to argue with Thomas. Even if he COULD argue–the alcohol already having such an impact on him he could barely register anything going on around him–it would be hours until one of them caved. “Fine,” he groaned. “Take me home, mum.”

[runthomxs-blog]

“Yes,” he sighed, not wanting to bicker about the mum part any longer. “Come on, then, stand up.” Thomas looked at him pointedly.

[nxwtxn]

  ❝——I told him to do that. I saw what you were doin’ and I asked him to play along.❞ The blond boy confessed. He knew what that must have looked like. But when he had leaned in towards Aris, he’d actually told him that his boyfriend was watching. Aris had been more than happy to help with his plan.

  ❝——Well, someone knows we’re together now, so I don’t see a point in keepin’ it a secret anymore. Not tha’ I was keen to keep it a secret in the first place.❞

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“It doesn’t change the fact that Aris kissed you.” He resisted the urge to purse his lips. Thomas found himself sighing, taking a cautious step towards Newt. “You know how I get when things like these happen.” Maybe he was a tad too possessive, but he was afraid that someone would just steal Newt away. 

He nodded. “Y -- Yeah, that’d be better.” He crossed his arms. “I don’t want to see anybody else touch you like that.”

[nxwtxn]

[ text: Tommy ] u wish

[ text: Tommy ] fine

[ text: Tommy ] be there in 20

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[ msg: Newt ] : i’m waiting [ msg: Newt ] : i’m timing u

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kiindhcarted:

          “Oh, c’mon. I ain’t THAT drunk. I can walk myself home. S’not like I’m gonna wander into the street or the wrong house.” Again.

“You expect me to trust you with that with your last incident?” Thomas sighed. “Come on, I’ll drop you off.”

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builderkeeper:

@runthomxs

“ —————Had enough of Frypan’s cooking yet? ”

“I should probably be sick of it -- but I honestly have no choice.”

[nxwtxn]

  ❝——Stand what? Me havin’ a conversation with another guy?❞ He knew he wasn’t being very truthful about it, but Aris had been the one to flirt with him from the start. The only thing he had done was not pushing him away. 

  ❝——If you were so bloody ticked you could’ve come over an’ told him we were together.❞ He pushed his blond strands out of his face with slightly shaking fingers, clearly frustrated from this ordeal.

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Thomas cracked. “A conversation, I can handle,” he said through his teeth, “but letting him kiss you is completely out of the question!” Newt wasn’t the only one who was in the position to be angry. And to his defense, he only flirted with the girl to make Newt jealous. (Which, in retrospect, definitely worked.)

“I wasn’t the only one who wanted to keep this a secret from the others.” For some goddamn reason, they agreed to keep it a secret. Thomas wasn’t sure if it was even worth it anymore.

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☀ [yooo~ ]

[ msg ] : fuck[ msg ] : it’s already 8[ msg ] : good morning asshole[ msg ] : thanks for keeping me up late

[nxwtxn]

[ text: Tommy ] u r welcome :p [ text: Tommy ] if it makes u feel any better i feel like my head’s been pounded in

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[ msg: Newt ] : maybe that’s ur conscience trying to hurt u [ msg: Newt ] : i wanna throw up

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[ msg: Newt ] : my ass hurts [ msg: Newt ] : i let him take advantage of me [ msg: Newt ] : help

[nxwtxn]

[ text: Tommy ] bloody hell…

[ text: Tommy ] and what am i supposed to do about that?

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[ msg: Newt ] : massage my ass [ msg: Newt ] : im kidding [ msg: Newt ] : bring food

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Anastasia (1997) Starters

"Do you really think I'm royalty?"

"You know I do!"

"Then stop bossing me around!"

"Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone el - oh, it's you. Well, that's okay, then."

"Why the change of mind?"

"It was more a change of heart."

"Men are such babies."

"And to think that could have been you."

"If we live through this, remind me to thank you."

"Princesses don't marry kitchen boys."

"No one can save you!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Oh, thank goodness it's you!"

"Will you please remove him from my sight?"

"What have you done to her?"

"Me? It's her!"

"Oh! An unspoken attraction!"

"*Attraction*? To that skinny little brat? Have you lost your mind?"

"I was only asking a simple question..."

"Attraction... ridiculous!"

"Stress, it's a killer."

"She/he certainly has a mind of her/his own."

"Yeah. I hate that in a woman/man."

"It's a perfect ending."

"No. It's a perfect beginning."

"What? Hey - why are you circling me? What were you, a vulture in another life?"

"It's just that - you look an awful lot like... never mind."

"I don't believe we told her that..."

"Stop this car immediately! STOP THIS CAR!"

"That's what I hate about this government. Everything's in red."

"What do they teach you in those orphanages?"

"What is it with you and homes?"

"All right! I couldn't have said it better myself!"

"That, uh, that dress looks really good on you."

"I feel a little... dizzy."

"You don't know if it's a lie. What if it's true?"

"I remember now how much I loved them."

"They would not want us to live in the past, not now that we have found each other."

"This can only end in tears!"

"Uh, the dog stays."

"I'm allergic to dogs."

"You'd better go."

" Stop it! From the very beginning, you lied! And I not only believed you, I actually..."

"Look I think we got off on the wrong foot."

"I'm telling you we're walking away too soon!"

"I'm telling you I've got it all under control."

"What do you want then?"

"I am calm. I am heartless. I have no fear whatsoever."

"I want to wish you good luck, I guess."

"You'll stop at nothing, will you?"

"I'm probably about as stubborn as you are."

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qxeenxelsa:

She still didn’t trust him completely but trusted him enough to escape the cell. She squeezed through and turned to him. “Thank you. But I still don’t trust you. Sorry but I have trust issues. Anyways, I need my bag. Have you seen a bag with a symbol on it? I have some important things there, and if I do not have it. I will…uh…freak out” How could she tell this guy that she needed her gloves in there before she lost control of her powers?

“I haven’t.” Thomas shook his head. “I’m sorry. We could try to find it...?” He grimaced. They needed to get out quickly. They had no time, but he’d try to look for it. “What is in the bag?”

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nxwtxn:

He considered quickening his pace so that he could avoid the other boy, but he was so angry with him that he couldn’t relax until he confronted Thomas about what had just happened in that party. So he spun around on his heels and smacked the brunet not so gently on his arm.

  ❝——You fucking arsehole!❞ He almost yelled, staggering back a step.❝——Why the bloody hell did ya do tha’?!❞ Okay, he supposed his own actions had been the reason for it, but in truth he hadn’t been doing anything that made him unfaithful when Thomas showed up. He had simply been having a conversation.

Thomas didn’t move when Newt slapped his arm, but he could feel the sting on his skin. He was silent for a while -- he figured that he deserved that and more for taunting Newt, but he couldn’t stop himself, especially after seeing Aris getting all familiar with him. It was Thomas’ fault, too, anyway; he was the one who wanted to go to the party separately. But not for this.

“Newt,” he began, “I’m sorry.” He didn’t have much else to say, but his jaw clenched. “I was just -- I didn’t know what I was doing.” He wanted Newt to feel what he felt when Aris was touching him. “I couldn’t stand it.”