Just Another Runner

Thomas Stilinski. 16. Runner. Immune. "To be killed by group B." Creator of the Maze. M!A: accepting - Not Spoiler Free- [Indie TMR/TW blog] More than happy to rp with other fandoms but, please read the "Thomas" link first

[thomasxstilinski]

the rest of replies will be headed out after i finish reign~

[thomasxstilinski]

+5

[asoulvirtuousandtrue]

"Sorry, I wasn’t trying to be rude but…who are you?"

[thomasxstilinski]

"Ya well, I'm kind of use to it by now. I'm Thomas- Stiles' brother."

[aubreynotxaudrey]

[ thomasxstilinski]

[aubreynotxaudrey]

with — you? ” Aubrey swallowed softly rubbing the back of her neck “I’ve got a boy friend — well.. a dude friend.”

[thomasxstilinski]

"Oh- I uh, that's cool. I wasn't saying like on a date just as like... Going to get something to eat- at the same place.. Together. As friends."

[thomasxstilinski]

+2

[slopperoftheglade-blog]

“Should be, if we hurry,” Chuck responded and then made a face at the thought. “If not, we’re gonna get stuck with pig slops and as you know those are pretty gross.” He could remember the first few times mornings in the Glade, waking up and finding there was barely any food left over. It had been miserable and made going about working even worse.

For a moment he stared off longingly at the thought of ice cream. “Mm. Chocolate ice cream? I could go for that too. Who knows, maybe we’ll get lucky today. Get both pizza and ice cream.” Now that would be a real treat. Chuck’s eyes lit up and he grinned at the idea of having some fun with his bestfriend, “Ya? Like what? Could always put spider in someone’s sleepin’ bag.” He giggled at the thought and shook his head, “Or we could do some mud wrestlin’. Like fightin’ but in mud!”

[thomasxstilinski]

Thomas' nose wrinkled at the thought at having to eat pig slops again. He'd only been unlucky enough to have the stuff twice since he'd arrived- having managed to get on Fryingpan's good side, and didn't want to ever have to eat it again. "Ya, I don't wanna ever have to eat that stuff again." He said as they started walking. With any luck, they'd make it there before most of the other boys got up.

Scoffing, he shook his head, "Because those klunk heads would suddenly do something nice for us." He said it teasingly but, knew that it was true. Thomas rolled his eyes at Chuck's ideas, laughing at the picture that popped into his head of the two of them wrestling. "As long as it's not Gally that we're messing with- I'm in." He told him, "But no mud wrestling. I doubt they'd let us waste any water anyways." As they continued walking he tried to think of something else they could do for fun after their jobs for the day. "If we don't think of anything else- we could always go bother Newt."

[thomasxstilinski]

+1

[betraythomas-blog]

         ( she was beyond sick of trying to prove herself; if she couldn’t earn his trust, who’s to say she ever would? it almost didn’t matter sometimes, when it really did. she kept trying to convince herself that it was WICKED’s fault, when she did truly believe that the things she was doing would help. help what, she wasn’t sure. but if questioning it meant jeoparizing thomas’ life, teresa wouldn’t  D A R E . )                                ”It’s comforting to know you’ll understand                                   that I did this for you.”          ( the words come out soaked in bitterness—- more than she meant. it seemed as if the welled up harshness was spilling out over everything she said. )                       “You’d be surprised                                what a good memory-jump                   can do for people.”

[thomasxstilinski]

           ( in all honesty he didn't know who he was more mad at- WICKED or Theresa. it wasn't just the fact that the betrayal was still fresh and painful in his memory but, it was also her blind faith in WICKED that made him doubt her so relentlessly. but could he H O N E S T L Y say that he would have taken the chance of risking her life if he had been in her position just because he thought he knew that it was a test? 

                     he couldn't bring himself to respond- wishing that he could find forgive her as easily as he so desperately wanted to. )

                                "Ya well I don't exactly                        want to give WICKED any more excuses to mess with my head.                              And I surely don't want to be the guy that I was before all of this--                                       a guy who supported it all."

[onexfthehales-archive-blog]

+thomasxstilinski

[onexfthehales-archive-blog]

               [ She didn’t need any wolfie powers to realise she

                     had managed to make him feel uncomfortable,

                                   a slight sigh slipped out of her mouth. ]

          “Mm-yeah. Speaking of the devil, is there any chance you’ve seen him recently?”

[thomasxstilinski]

               [ Shaking his head, he tried to remember where

                         Stiles had said he was heading the last time he saw him.]

      "No- I think the last time I saw him he was heading over to Malia's house."

[thomasxstilinski]

+5

neuroticsarcasm

alwaysfiguresitout

lostmymindstilinski

sometimesbatman

abominablexstilinski

        [ Jumping, Thomas turned around startled at the unexpected sound of someone standing behind him as he stared at the computer screen. ]

                 "--- How many times do I have to tell you not to sneak up on me like that? You could at least say something before you creep in like that ya slinthead."

[thomasxstilinski]

Replies are drafted! I have to go to a singing competition at my school-- I'll be back later!

[thomasxstilinski]

*trying to fix tag*

[commander-tseng]

         <—Muse - Mun—->

[thomasxstilinski]

+5

xkiritsune

sansgriffesxforbes

noanchormccall

asoulvirtuousandtrue

hewilllaughlahey

       "Yes, I know- the resemblance is uncanny. You know, you could talk to me instead of staring though."

[thomasxstilinski]

+5

bansheegirlxlydia

wailsofthebroken

thewanttoscream

harbingerlydia

redhair-and-immunity

      "Lydia?" 

                 [ Her name left his lips before he could stop it. She doesn't remember you, Thomas- no one does. ]

              "Sorry... I'm, uh, Stiles' brother."

[thomasxstilinski]

+ 1

momma-c-stilinski

        [ It'd been almost eight years. He hadn't even known he had a family to miss until a few weeks before now but now- as he saw her standing before him, his vision blurred as a mix of emotions washed over him. ]

                  ".... Mom?"

[sammyoosewinchester]

[thomasxstilinski]

{backdate: 4/8}

[wickedsproperty-archive]

              {   She looked curious and mindlessly replied,   }                            “don’t you remem— “                                         {  His memory, he never got it back. Not like she did.  }                                            “Right,                                            —— You get a cake with candles, and presents.”

[thomasxstilinski]

        { He smiled sadly as the realization hit her, }

                 "Really? Well no wonder people like them so much."

                          { Of course this was probably not exactly what his would look like. }

                                 "Well do you have any plans for the day?"                                  

[aubreynotxaudrey]

[ thomasxstilinski]

[aubreynotxaudrey]

Aubrey — my name’s Aubrey.

[thomasxstilinski]

Well it's nice to meet you, Aubrey. 

Would you, uh- would you like to grab something to eat sometime?

[theredlipswail]

+2

[theredlipswail]

      “How do I put this? I want you to come over tonight to have some fun.”

[thomasxstilinski]

        "I- Oh... Okay, just let me know when and I'll head on over."