#grxxnieisms

[littleslicer]

starter for thomas.

Fingers clutched at new fabric -- material that had not been present a moment ago, worn by a body that had previously been ABSENT. Though the boy’s words, mumbled as they were with fatigue, were nearly incomprehensible -- the message was obvious. 

       ❝ Where’ve you been, Tommy? I missed you... ❞

[rxnnerthomas-blog]

"Would you get mad if I fell asleep on you? You're so comfy.."

The boy just let out a soft noise, half asleep himself as he struggled to keep his eyes open. "Do whatever y'want."

[aseveniisms-blog]

grxxnieisms said: {that line works. shhh minho just accept it. it’s a runner pick up line come on now}

{Minho secretly loves it and it totally worked}

[aseveniisms-blog]

“You must be tired. You’ve been running through my mind all day long.”

Minho let out an involuntary snort as soon as the words had left Thomas' mouth. "Is that so, Thomas? And has that line ever worked on anyone?"

[ofinterjection]

"Hot Damn"

Send me “Hot Damn” if my muse gets yours hot and bothered

@grxxnieisms

He smirked just slightly, letting forth a small laugh at his brothers proclamation, before his head tilted side to side in thought, “Well, it’s nice you think so, Would that just mean you find your self incredibly irresistible though?”

[iheartnewt]

{lightning strike by snow patrol?}

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library |  play it at my funeral!!

send me song recs ♥

[angustii]

“Nh, don’t be so rough!”

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“Nh, don’t be so rough!”

   Newt’s fingers are digging into Thomas’ hips, red crescents leftover

     in it’s wake. He hears Thomas’ soft plea and can’t exactly help

     himself but lean down and smirk softly against the pale expanse

     against his neck. Newt’s strength is coming out in that moment

     and it’s prominent in Thomas’ body that’s covered with various

     marks from Newt’s hands and his lips that have pinned him down

     into the soft material underneath his frame.

     “Why don’t ya’ make me, Tommy?”

[aseveniisms-blog]

"...hear me? Are you okay?"

"Thomas?" Minho grunted quietly as he started to push himself up, attempting to stand up on his feet with a bit of difficulty. "What happened?"