what's up kids it's me again after seven years with an update. i have a thomas sangster (w the occasional isaac lahey and brett talbot) edit account on instagram LOLOLOL it's @/tbhtommy if yA WANNA KNOW lmfao. i still suck at being active so i'm sorry about that )))-': but yeah i think that's it. i still love all of you to bunches, thank you for not leaving me đđ
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requests: hey, so i was wondering if you could do one where tommy is the teacher (mr. sangster đ) and you the student xx
Can you do a Thomas Sangster smut or am I in the wrong Tumblr Imagine? đ I know weird request much and you can make up your ownn storyline if you are going to make one. THANKS AND LOVE YOUR STORIES! đ
warnings: smut
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  You sat at your desk, staring out the classroom window and tapping your pencil against your cheek. History class was always long, and you spent most of your time in your own head. This, of course, was unlike how all the other girls spent their time in History; all they did was focus -- on the teacher, that is.
  They all drooled over him, Mr. Sangster. With his tousled brown hair, youthful features and that beautiful British accent, how could they not? But you were different. In all honesty he is good looking, thereâs no denying it. You just didnât let that get the best of you. Besides, there was no way you were gonna turn into one of those girls who went through unnecessary amounts of trouble just to get his attention. No, you were smarter than that, and remained on track⌠for the most part.
  âY/N!â you jumped, turning your head towards Mr. Sangster. He was leaning against his desk, dry erase marker in hand. Just like almost every other day he wore his black skinny jeans and white button up shirt, his rolled up sleeves exposing his oddly eye-catching forearms.
  âUh, yeah?â you asked calmly, doing your best to ignore the pressure of the entire classâ eyes on you. Mr. Sangster looked at you with slight disappointment, about to say something when the lunch bell rang. You smirked, gathering your things quietly before getting up.
  As usual you were the last to leave, witnessing all the girls in high waisted skirts and daisy dukes pass directly in front of your teacher.
  âWait, Y/N, can I talk to you?â you let out an exasperated sigh, turning on your heels and walking towards the man. It was the last thing you wanted at this point; being kept in after class with a teacher youâd definitely heard and saw enough of when you were busy with shit to do. You set your bag down on one of the desks in front of him, crossing your legs and leaning against it.
  âYes, sir?â you asked, a bit annoyed. He licked his lips before walking behind his desk. He leaned down, bracing himself on his hands.
  âSo, what is it with you?â he asked bluntly. You scrunched your eyebrows together, what was he talking about?
  âUhh, Iâm sorry?â you questioned. He clicked his tongue before answering.
  âYouâre different,â he simply stated, but you didnât need him to tell you that. You crossed your arms and put an âI-already-knew-thatâ face on. âAll these other girls, they.. they canât seem to keep their eyes off of me but you -- youâre different.â
  âLook, if youâre just gonna tell me what I already know then I think Iâm gonna go,â it had been a long week -- filled with long essays and ridiculous amounts of tests -- and you were too stressed to deal with unnecessary conversations. You picked up your bag and started out the door.
  âNo, no, no, wait,â Mr. Sangster stopped you again, running after you and forcing his hand against the door before you could open it. Slowly, you turned to face him, slightly startled by how close he was to you. He licked his lips again, and you examined his facial features carefully -- god, he really is attractive. âYou know, I like different,â he leaned down a little so that his face was directly in front of yourâs.
  The room seemed to fade as you stared into each otherâs eyes. It became easy to understand why all the girls fantasized about him, he seemed to entrance you with just a single look in his eyes. You let the feeling slip though, and tried to step away but he stopped you, planting his other hand against the door. You gasped, he had you trapped between his arms. It was like that for at least a minute, neither of you really saying anything.  You could feel the heat radiating off of him, warming you up.
  You tried your best to keep from reacting to his actions. Heâs a teacher, youâre a student. Thereâs no way anything could happen between you. Yet, the longer he stared into your eyes, the more you seemed to crave him. It was insane, youâd always been the one who could control yourself around him. But now you seemed just as susceptible to him as all the other teenage girls in the school.
  Your heart was racing, and you were completely unsure of where this was going. âMr. Sangster, I-â
  He cut you off, crashing his lips onto yours. You were utterly shocked, if the man had feelings for you he sure did a good job of hiding them. And yet, you couldnât help but melt into the kiss. Your eyes fluttered shut and you moved your lips with his. His hands fell from the door and onto your hips, holding onto them tightly, as yours moved up to the back of his neck.
  His thumbs pressed against your hip bones, rubbing light circles into them softly. A light moan creeped past your lips and he took the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. He toyed with your tongue, every little thing he did was driving you crazy. You seemed to have lost control of your actions, your mind acting on its own, as if on autopilot. He turned you both around, carefully walking you back to his desk. Not a single reasonable thought could be found in your head, all you could think about was how much you wanted him.
  There was really no use in fighting the feelings he was giving you, and at this point you had completely given into everything he was doing. Every kiss, bite, and touch he left on your body had you wanting more. And luckily thatâs what he wanted to.
  He hoisted you up onto his desk. His lips fell from yours as he kissed a line down your neck, your jaw line, until he got to your sweet spot. He continued sucking on it, biting softly, and kissed back up to your mouth. You took one of your hands away from his neck and brought it down to his crotch, palming him through his jeans. He was the one that moaned this time, and it took him less than a second to pull your shirt and bra over your head. As soon as it was off he kissed down your neck again, moving south towards your chest, and planted two kisses on the tops of your tits.
  You pulled your hand away from the erection in his pants and took the time to unbutton his shirt as he continued leaving marks across your torso. Suddenly he pulled away from your chest, smirking at the dark red and purple masterpiece he left there. A fierce hunger clouded your eyes, the both of you overcome with lust.
  Thankfully, you wore a skirt to school today -- something you rarely did for the fear of being mistaken for one of the girls trying to get Sangsterâs attention (even though right now, thatâs all you were craving). His lips fell on yours again as he slipped his hands under your skirt, massaging your thighs lightly. You moaned as you felt him pushing your skirt further up, revealing your upper thighs and eventually panties. You let him look over you for a bit before undoing his pants and helping him tug them off his legs. Immediately you palmed him through his underwear, smirking as he groaned from above you, his head falling back.
  His hands danced lightly over the skin of your thighs, slowly moving up to where you were anticipating his touch. You leaned back so that you could prop yourself up on your elbows when you felt Thomasâ fingers at the waistline of your panties. He slid them down slowly, and you shivered at the sudden cold air. He licked his lips, kneeling down and staring at you intently, and you let your back hit the desk. Oddly enough there wasnât the slightest hint of self-consciousness in you, you felt completely safe under his eyes.
  The way he admired everything about you, looked at you with such unbelievably awed eyes, made you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. Quickly, though, your fantasies slipped away, and you gasped at the feeling of his lips against you. Instinctively your hands shot up and you found your hands clutching onto your breasts. But you were in a classroom, not a bedroom, and he knew to get things moving along. He gave a hard lick before standing back up, getting rid of his boxers and gripping himself. You got back up on your elbows, blinking hard at the sight of him. Holy fuck, everything about him screamed hot. He leaned down and connected your lips once more, teasing you with the tip of his dick. You took his lip between your teeth and bit down on it, causing him to hiss. He looked down at you deviously before burying himself hilt-deep into you.
  Your breath was suddenly caught in your throat, your eyes jamming shut at the sharp pain of him entering you so fast. But the pain eroded as quick as it came when you felt him slowly draw himself out of you. Immediate pleasure grew in the pit of your stomach when he slipped back into you, his slow thrusts relaxing you. It sounds odd, yes, but it felt so right. With another loud breath, you  leaned fully back onto the desk.
  Well, only to open your eyes again right after that; the feeling of a quick, but deep thrust into you grabbing your attention. You looked up at him, absolutely loving what you were seeing. Thomasâ hands gripped your hips strongly, and he had his own eyes closed, his head tilted back. All you were feeling was pleasure, pure pleasure. Still, you needed more. You began rocking your hips up to meet his thrusts, earning a low groan from him as he sped up his thrusts. Your hands moved down your body towards his own, gripping his wrists and moving his hands upwards. Immediately his hands gripped onto your breasts, massaging them, loving the way they fit in his hand.
  âFaster,â you sighed, once again getting back up onto your elbows. Thomas didnât say a word; shoving his cock into you faster, deeper, as you let out a choked moan. You looked down between the two of you, the mere sight of him in you was enough to make your legs quiver. Put the actual pleasure on top of that and you canât hold still. You bit your lip to keep a satisfied moan from escaping you, as he drove himself into you harder.
  Occasionally youâd hear a deep moan coming from him, hidden amongst your more-than-occasionally âFuck, Thomas, Harder, Oh God, Please.â But his moans and groans only became more frequent as you both got closer. He rammed himself into you, his cock stretching you in a way that could only be described as literal heaven. His hands had moved away from your tits to intertwine with your own, his body now hovering over you. His eyes were shut, and his mouth slightly agape, and it was the hottest thing youâd ever seen before. You wanted to admire him a little longer but your thoughts were sidetracked when he hit that one spot inside of you that you didnât know you needed until right then and there.
  You struggled with holding your moan in this time a loud one tearing through your throat, and Thomas only smirked at your reaction. Although it may not have been the smartest idea considering youâre in a classroom, Thomas kept driving himself into you at just the right spots, making your body twitch in pleasure. God, you were so close -- so close. You could feel it in you, you knew you were gonna crash into the huge fucking brick wall of pleasure thatâs right there in front of you, you just needed an extra push.
  Thomas could probably sense it, too. He brought his hand down to your clit and rubbed harsh, tight circles onto it with his thumb. And that was it. That was your extra push. You gasped for breath as your orgasm finally came, as did yourself. Your walls tightening around him, making him groan not only at the feeling but also at the sight of you; there, out of breath from what heâd just done to you. He buried his dick into you a couple more times and that was it for him, too. His entire body shaking as he pulled himself out of you and watched long streams of cum fall onto your naked stomach.
  It took you both some time to recover from such an overwhelming high. All those eye-rolls and snarky remarks from you seeming almost pointless; this man was amazing. He gently leaned down to kiss your forehead, using a tissue to wipe up the cum on your stomach, then giving your folds a couple of licks in attempts to clean you up a little.
  Slowly, you sat up, still out of breath. He pulled his boxers and jeans back on, handing you your discarded undergarments and shirt. The bell rang again, signalling the end of lunch. Once you were both dressed, he opened the door for you to go to your next class.
  âThatâs it, Y/N. Thanks for staying in and âtalkingâ to me,â he winked and you scrunched your eyebrows again in a look of fake-annoyance. He only laughed and you walked out of the classroom. Sometimes, just sometimes, Sangsterâs a pretty cool guy.
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A/N: shit fam when was the last time i posted here? last year? i feel so terrible, man. i donât know whatâs gotten into me. but months-later is better than never, right? hope you guys enjoyed this long-awaited sin (-;
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-Person A waking up in the morning and turning over to tell Person B about their dream, only to realise that Person B doesnât sleep in their bed anymore
-Person A getting distracted while theyâre setting the table and accidentally setting a place for Person B
-Person A picking up the phone to call Person B and then putting the phone down again when they realize
-Person A grabbing a cushion whilst they watch a horror movie because they need Person Bâs hand to hold
-Person A walking down a supermarket aisle and having to close their eyes because otherwise theyâll burst into tears at the sight of Person Bâs favorite chocolate bar
-Person A spending hours sitting and looking through photo albums, carefully stroking Person Bâs face with their thumb, because they know that they can never touch Person B again
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Could you recommend us some blogs similar to yours with the imagines and the smut? đđťđđ
okay okay. this is kind of a hard question for me because i hold newt + tbs smut/imagines to somewhat high standards and no tea, no shade, no pink lemonade, but thereâs only a few blogs that i really, really like. and they are:
scorchedrunners , newtsprincess , hysterekically (connected to scorchedrunners) , and yeah. i sound so mean, only recommending these three. i mean, trust me, i have read lots of really good smut, but i anticipate what comes from these blogs every day. of course, however, thereâs so many imagines under the newt smut or newt imagine tags so *sHRUGS*Â
request: newt imagine where he's a virgin and doesn't know what to do with his hands (tongue, his member etc.) so you show him what to do/where to touch it's all very slow and cute bc he's really nervous and he stops midway and starts rambling saying sorry for not being good and that your super pretty then in return you give him a bj and then fluff lots of fluff
warnings: smut yas
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  Two years. Youâd been up in the Glade for two damn years, surrounded by dozens of boys and a huge, unsolvable maze. It seemed as though the only thing keeping you from going insane was Newt, he kept you steady through all the crap WICKED can throw at you. And now, finally, after so long, you and Newt had confessed your feelings for each other -- and, God, did things escalate quickly.
  You were caught in Newtâs embrace, your hands in his hair and his tongue in your mouth. He had you backed up against the wall of your room in the Homestead, his hands planted on either side of your head. It was kind of an odd thought, youâd been wanting this to happen for literally years, and now it actually was. You loved it. Subtly, you urged him to bring you down onto the bed. He sat you down carefully, you braced yourself on one hand while the other remained glued to his neck.
  You broke the kiss to tug your shirt over your head, Newt doing the same. You let your hands travel over his torso, running your fingers along the lines of his abs. Shifting your weight, you slid your jeans off of your legs and threw them onto the floor, and sat further on the edge of the bed. Suddenly his lips were attached to your neck, and you could feel him sucking several dark red spots onto the soft skin of your neck. A fire started burning in your core, growing stronger as Newt kissed a trail down your chest, between your breasts, and down your stomach. He stopped at the waistlines of your panties, frozen. After a few more seconds of waiting, you propped yourself up on your elbows to see what Newt was waiting for.
  Newt sat there, biting his lip. He blinked a couple of times, swallowing. It was as if he was contemplating what to do next.
  âNewt?â you asked softly. He looked up at you with innocent eyes, a totally different vibe flowing throughout the room. âNewt, whatâs wrong?â you sat up completely.
  âI- I donât know, I just⌠Iâm a bit unsure about what to do,â he looked down, embarrassed at his lack of knowledge.
  You smiled at how cute he was being, âItâs okay.. I could always teach you,â you suggested, biting your lip.
  Newt looked up at you, a slight hint of lust shining through his eyes. He hooked his hands under your thighs, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. His hands crept up to your panties slowly, and he looked up into your eyes for extra reassurance. You nodded, and he slowly slid your panties down. You watched him as he stared, taking everything in.
  âOkay, you said, breaking the silence, âStart off simple. Kiss me.â
  âUhh, okay,â Newt scrunched his eyebrows together and got up, leaning over your body and connecting your lips. You giggled and broke the kiss, pushing him off of you.
  âNot there, silly. Down there,â you gestured towards your lower regions. He did a double take, blushing at his misunderstanding.
  âRight,â he sighed, and you chuckled lightly. The comedic vibe faded quickly, though, as Newt gingerly kissed his way back down to your centre. His eyes flickered up to meet yours and you couldnât help but smile. This boy really amazes you, even in moments as intimate as this one he can still manage to be so- hOLY SHIT. An abrupt wave of pleasure hit you as Newtâs lips connected with your core. He kissed you there again, your hand shooting out and finding its way to the back of his head, pushing him further into you.
  It grew hard to believe that he was new at this, it felt like he was a professional. Newt continued sucking on you, fueled by the noises you were making. It became clear that he was getting the hang of things as you felt him kiss you roughly.
  His hands crept upwards, gripping your thighs and holding you in place. Moans tore through your throat uncontrollably, increasing in volume when Newt started using his tongue. He kept pleasuring you; kissing, sucking, licking up every inch of you. Everything he was doing brought you closer and closer to the edge. You could feel the fire erupting within you when all of a sudden -
nothing. Everything stopped. The ecstasy Newt was working you up to seemed to fade as your high dropped quickly. You groaned and sat up on your elbows once again.
  âBaby, whyâd you stop?â you asked in breathless urgency. Newt didnât say anything, just shook his head. âNewt, whatâs wrong?â
  âNothingâs wrong, I mean youâre just so perfect and..â he sighed, sitting on the bed next to you, âIâm a nervous wreck here. I just⌠I donât want to mess up but I canât help but feel like thatâs all Iâm doing. And youâre so bloody beautiful and, ugh, Iâm sorry Iâm so bad at this, Y/N. Iâm so, so, so, so sor-â
  You cut him off right then and there, kissing him hard on the lips. You shifted from your position and moved to straddle him, your lips melted into his, instantly cheering him up.
  The lust from before was still there, though, and your hands travelled down Newtâs body -- past his chest, over his abs, and down to the button of his jeans. Nimbly, you undid both his button and the zipper.
  âY/N, whatâre you doing?â Newt asked nervously.
  âIâm showing you that you donât have anything to be sorry for. You were absolutely fucking perfect,â you kissed him sweetly, âand Iâm gonna make you feel as good as you made me feel. Because you deserve it.â
  With that, you got out of Newtâs lap and sat yourself down on the floor in front of him. Carefully you tugged his jeans down his thighs before taking them off completely.
  Newtâs erection became obvious, the tent in his underwear wasnât doing much to hide it. But that didnât matter, as his underwear was off in no time. You gasped at the sight of him, fuck, he was bigger than you expected. Biting your lip, you reached out and gripped him tightly in your hand, earning a strained gasp from Newt.
  The tension in the room grew as you moved your head to the side, bringing your mouth closer to his head. You looked up at Newt once more, with his brows knit together and his lip caught between his teeth. Ever so slowly you moved down and kissed the tip, feeling Newt flinch as you took it into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around just the tip, sucking lightly on it. You watched Newt squirm as you toyed with him, twisting his fingers into the sheet of the bed.
  Finally you gave up the teasing, and took him deeper into your mouth. Newtâs jaw slacked, and he stared at you intently. You pulled him out of your mouth and licked a line from the base of his shaft to the very tip. Newt whimpered with every move of your tongue and mouth.
  You swallowed him once again, inching yourself further down. Slowly but surely, you took as much of him as you could into your mouth. When you felt him at the back of your throat you started sucking. Newt groaned loudly as you worked on him, and it took everything in him not to thrust into your mouth.
  âBloody hell, Y/N,â was all he could muster. You let your hand take care of what you couldnât fit in your mouth, pumping him furiously. Your lips slid over his cock quickly, urging him to cum. You released him from your mouth and pressed your tongue flat against him before taking him back in. You sucked on him harder, feeling his body tense and his abs tighten. It was Newtâs turn to moan now, and, God, the way he moaned was so hot. It only made you work him faster. His body jerked as you did your best to match the speed of your lips with that of your hand. You both knew Newt was close, and he needed his release. He gave into the pleasure, his hands flying out to the back of your head, and you let him guide your mouth faster onto him.
  You squeezed his base tightly and thatâs all it took for him to hit his high. His body tensed and his jaw clenched as you felt his release hit the back of your throat. You continued sucking lightly, trying to elongate his pain for as long as possible, Newt moaning all the while. He let out a loud grunt as you took him out of your mouth.
  âGod, Y/N, that was⌠I donât even know what to say,â Newt panted breathlessly. You only wiped the corner of your mouth and sat down next to him, kissing his nose lovingly.
  âYou donât have to say anything. And you especially donât have to apologize for what you call âmessing up.â You did perfect, and nobody could ever make me feel the way you make me feel,â you hugged him tightly, enjoying the sweetness of the moment.
  Newt planted a kiss on your head, âDo you really mean that?â he asked and you looked up at him.
  âOf course,â you smiled and he smiled back. âThough, I wouldâve liked to have finished.â
  Newt pouted at you, but soon broke out in giggles as he took you into his lap, kissing you before laying you back on the bed.
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alrighty, another one done. thank you so much for requesting, i just loved writing this one. i have something important to tell you all, though, so look out for that (itâll literally be up in less than ten minutes so yeah). okayokayokay, thank you guyssss. I LOVE YOU.
Hey! Could you take a look on my blog? I reblogged the video you got an ask about.
ANON WHERE U @ HERE YOU GO
//referring to a video in which a letter from newt to tommy (about how everything is up in glader heaven) is narrated and is probably a tEAR JERKER SOÂ
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