#askanaz

that line literally fucked my brain up. I didn’t even realize that really, he could have saved Newt had he stayed behind until he said it out loud. Like, I thought that they could have saved him if things were a little different, if Teresa managed to find the cure just a bit earlier, or if Newt stayed behind with Gally and took the syringe right away (which fuck it just occurred to me?? he literally could’ve potentially lived if he wasn’t so eager to find Minho). 

I’m having a hard time understanding what this means, but I guess you wanna say that she only talks about homophobia in her books and not homophobia in real life? I feel like the homophobia in fiction is supposed to be a very direct parallel to the homophobia in real life, and it’s easier to address because the characters committing and experiencing it are her own, so she has an emotional insight into it. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it. 

+Anonymous said:Newt, Minho and Thomas 

+Anonymous said: Newt, Thomas, minho.

ask game: fuck, marry, kill but instead, it’s

• get randomly assigned as your lab partner for a whole semester would definitely be Thomas cause come to think of it, he’s been working for WICKED basically his entire life and I expect that means he’s smart? He’s a little bit of a reckless tool at times (all the time, really) and I bet he’s a panicky, messy sort of worker but we’d get things done with only a couple of mental breakdowns and caffeine-induced nightly brainstorming sessions. He’d bring me french fries when he came over for work and I’d let him borrow some of my fantasy books which, with a little help from me, he’d discover that he enjoys greatly (◡‿◡˶)/ ･:*:･。.

• get trapped with on a broken elevator for ten hours honestly? I feel like Minho would break the emergency button and then all the other buttons on the elevator trying to get it to work and knowing me I’d just sit there quietly and wait for him to accept the inevitable and calm down™ but of course he’d then fling himself around the elevator a little and freak me out and then tease me about freaking out and then try to coax me to climb on his shoulders and try the ventilation shaft which I would refuse so he’d just drop down next to me and be a salty ball of sarcasm for a few hours cause his whole day was going to be ruined and his track practice and his boyfriend and college yada yada yada, but after a while somehow we would end up having meaningful deep ass conversations about everything until we’re rescued