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so, college au where thomas is a broke college student but he always makes time out of his day to feed the pigeons. he lives in nyc btw in a shitty little apartment with a shitter job and often times he has to choose paying rent over eating. but he always makes time out of his day to feed the pigeons because it makes him feel good about himself despite the lingering college debt hanging over his head.
and one day the pigeons watch as thomas tries to push himself up off a bench to go home, but he’s so exhausted and overworked and hungry that he collapses. the pigeons r like omg wtf he can’t die here.
and when thomas wakes up he thinks he is hallucinating because like. holy shit why r all these pigeons so fucking huge and talking to him. only to find out that the pigeons decided that okay we’ll temporarily give him the ability to shape shift into their kind. which. okay cool thomas can fly now but he looks like a pigeon. y’know what. he’ll take it.
so thomas is free to go around and steal bagels and stuff because whoses gonna stop him he’s a pigeon! except like two weeks into flying around everywhere & not paying $3 mta bus fare & stealing “ free ” food his wings become injured.
and he can’t shift back into human form with an injured wing because it can injure his human body and thats medical debt thomas doesn’t really have the money for but he needs to work. he wandering down the subway platform, waddling down with wing that drags across the dirty concrete floor — when he’s suddenly scooped up and pushed up against a thick chest. and thomas is like what the fuckkk and he looks up and he meets the saddest pitiful gaze he has ever seen in his life its literally like a wet dog looking down at him. there’s another set of cold fingers running over his feathers and shushing him, and he’s met with an equally pitiful wet dog look and thomas wonders if he accidentally fell on the tracks and is about to be taken to heaven by these two angels which, he wouldn’t argue about if they wanted to take thomas away.
ok just came back from the grocery so ! they kinda take thomas away, via the train, and he’s brought back to a cute little apartment. minho, which is the guy thats holding him so close to his strong chest, is commanded by newt to drop him inside the bathroom and shut the door quickly, which he agrees.
thomas is placed inside the bathroom sink before the door slams shut, and he waits there until newt & minho return, in pjs and random medical supplies.
“huh. he’s not freaking out.” newt says, and thomas tilts his head. “maybe he hit a window?”
“hi, baby.” minho coos at him, scooping thomas back up and sitting on the toilet. “can we take a look at your wing?”
thomas doesn’t dare move, afraid he’ll come off as too human, so newt takes that as a yes to lift up his wing to inspect the damage. thomas feels a jolt of pain run through his body and his wings flap, but minho only grips him tighter. “it’s okay baby, newtie’s gonna make it all better, okay?”
newt wraps his wing in gauze while minho gives him head scratches and words of encouragement and telling thomas he’s doing so well for him, and god if thomas wasn’t a pigeon right now he’d look sunburnt with how flustered these words are making him.
eventually, they drop him on the kitchen counter while they look for something to eat, and minho places a hamburger bread for thomas to pick at. thomas doesn’t, but instead waddle over to the plain pasta newt’s pushed to the side and pick at it instead.
“he’s got expensive taste.” minho points out, taking the plate of pasta away from thomas. thomas, unable to help himself, lets out a sad coo, and minho instantly begins to hand feed thomas in smaller pasta sizes instead. “maybe he used to belong to someone, newt. we should check facebook.”
“i doubt it. wandering the subway tracks alone? with a broken wing? even if he did belong to someone, he’d have a tag around his ankle.”
this is all i have for the au so far but im speedrunning this fr ALSO this is what thomas looks like as a pigeon bc why not ok gn
thomas not knowing how to preen his pin feathers, so while minewt is taking care of him, they help release the keratin in his feathers and thomas can’t help but look at how cool his new feathers look in the mirror and cooing happily. thomas does not know preening can also be done by a birds mate.
thomas’s name given by minho is literally greenie. newt calls him brownie because “greenie doesn’t make any sense minho he’s not on your track team.” “yeah but if he was a human i’d bet he’d be really fast.”
minewt become extremely attached to their new pigeon and every corner he turns ,,, there they are ,,, with a phone in their hands ,,,
at some point that week minho comes home with a missing flyer in hand, and thomas’s heart drops. because on that flyer is none other than thomas.
they are also extremely reluctant to part with thomas after his wing is healed, asking if thomas would rather stay with them. thomas wants to, terribly, but he’s a human. he’s missed far too many classes already and hasn’t answered his brothers phone calls and his friends must be worried sick.
thomas tries to build a nest. keyword, tries. he just re-enforces the stereotype that pigeons are terrible at building nests. minho & newt gather all sorts of scrap twigs and cotton swabs and bread bag ties to try and help thomas — but its no use.
minho tried getting thomas a bird cage. thomas flipped out and wouldn’t leave the bathroom, and minho apologized a lot and even gave him a kiss on his injured wing. which, okay, all is forgiven then.
so, college au where thomas is a broke college student but he always makes time out of his day to feed the pigeons. he lives in nyc btw in a shitty little apartment with a shitter job and often times he has to choose paying rent over eating. but he always makes time out of his day to feed the pigeons because it makes him feel good about himself despite the lingering college debt hanging over his head.
and one day the pigeons watch as thomas tries to push himself up off a bench to go home, but he’s so exhausted and overworked and hungry that he collapses. the pigeons r like omg wtf he can’t die here.
and when thomas wakes up he thinks he is hallucinating because like. holy shit why r all these pigeons so fucking huge and talking to him. only to find out that the pigeons decided that okay we’ll temporarily give him the ability to shape shift into their kind. which. okay cool thomas can fly now but he looks like a pigeon. y’know what. he’ll take it.
so thomas is free to go around and steal bagels and stuff because whoses gonna stop him he’s a pigeon! except like two weeks into flying around everywhere & not paying $3 mta bus fare & stealing “ free ” food his wings become injured.
and he can’t shift back into human form with an injured wing because it can injure his human body and thats medical debt thomas doesn’t really have the money for but he needs to work. he wandering down the subway platform, waddling down with wing that drags across the dirty concrete floor — when he’s suddenly scooped up and pushed up against a thick chest. and thomas is like what the fuckkk and he looks up and he meets the saddest pitiful gaze he has ever seen in his life its literally like a wet dog looking down at him. there’s another set of cold fingers running over his feathers and shushing him, and he’s met with an equally pitiful wet dog look and thomas wonders if he accidentally fell on the tracks and is about to be taken to heaven by these two angels which, he wouldn’t argue about if they wanted to take thomas away.
ok just came back from the grocery so ! they kinda take thomas away, via the train, and he’s brought back to a cute little apartment. minho, which is the guy thats holding him so close to his strong chest, is commanded by newt to drop him inside the bathroom and shut the door quickly, which he agrees.
thomas is placed inside the bathroom sink before the door slams shut, and he waits there until newt & minho return, in pjs and random medical supplies.
“huh. he’s not freaking out.” newt says, and thomas tilts his head. “maybe he hit a window?”
“hi, baby.” minho coos at him, scooping thomas back up and sitting on the toilet. “can we take a look at your wing?”
thomas doesn’t dare move, afraid he’ll come off as too human, so newt takes that as a yes to lift up his wing to inspect the damage. thomas feels a jolt of pain run through his body and his wings flap, but minho only grips him tighter. “it’s okay baby, newtie’s gonna make it all better, okay?”
newt wraps his wing in gauze while minho gives him head scratches and words of encouragement and telling thomas he’s doing so well for him, and god if thomas wasn’t a pigeon right now he’d look sunburnt with how flustered these words are making him.
eventually, they drop him on the kitchen counter while they look for something to eat, and minho places a hamburger bread for thomas to pick at. thomas doesn’t, but instead waddle over to the plain pasta newt’s pushed to the side and pick at it instead.
“he’s got expensive taste.” minho points out, taking the plate of pasta away from thomas. thomas, unable to help himself, lets out a sad coo, and minho instantly begins to hand feed thomas in smaller pasta sizes instead. “maybe he used to belong to someone, newt. we should check facebook.”
“i doubt it. wandering the subway tracks alone? with a broken wing? even if he did belong to someone, he’d have a tag around his ankle.”
this is all i have for the au so far but im speedrunning this fr ALSO this is what thomas looks like as a pigeon bc why not ok gn
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the shark in your water — a thomas/minho, minho/newt "the little mermaid" au
Thomas dreams of the surface, of humans, and of Minho. Despite the promise of all of his wishes coming true, giving up his tail for true love might cost him much more than just his voice.
read on ao3 ♡ for @ficwip's once upon a prompt week
squinky sized newtmas ,,, they r so cute 😭😭😭😭😭 so small only need one popcorn 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 minho needs to tuck them into his harness or else he will lose them 😭😭😭😭😭😭 ur thominewt is so cute 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
thank you 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹!!!!! so much 🥲🥲🥹🥲🥲🥹🥹!!!!!
I honestly love drawing them in the stupid little dinky form I do every now and then: and yes I agree he needs to store them in his harness or they will get lost: but the question is.... what way would he hold them?
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secret 3rd option (neither, they dissapear and reappear at will)
i have a senario in my head where ws thomas watches minho grind against newt’s boot and confess all the dirty things he’s imagined doing to thomas and thomas is so turned on and so scared that he runs away after he watches minho spill inside his pants as newt cries out thomas’s name with minho’s mouth wrapped around his dick.
hmmm & thomas helping janson kidnap minho during tst ,,, watching as minho gets experimented on in TDC and thomas tries to look away at one point but minho calls out his name, his real name and tells thomas to continue watching as they torture minho further me thinks …
and so that night the cameras in minho’s cell shut off and minho blinks, once, twice, and thomas is standing at the foot of his bed asking why minho told him to watch. minho tells thomas that deep down thomas knows that what wckd is doing is wrong, and he wouldn’t be so close to someone he’s meant to kill if thomas didn’t subconsciously know it either.
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thominewt wip while I make all everyone ( the crickets ) wait another day for me to finish my grieved minho wips … will i ever finish smth who knows who knows
olivia rodrigo wrote the cure with newtmas in mind like ow ow ow movie thomas being the cure and book newt being the cure and despite how much love they have for each other it is not enough to save newt from his fate
@jigsawbarbie doodle of werewolf minho picking up Thomas ,,, I just think he’s a little bigger than average bc he’s A7 ofc the leader of the pack has to be bigger,,,
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post-tst where teresa never leaked the cords to the right arm camp, so they had ample time to devise a plan to kill off WCKD for good without the minho-kidnapping-infected-newt-dead-teresa moments occurring.
so of course instead of thomas getting a moment of peace thomas gets a different letter by his bedside during the first week of safe haven stating exactly this;
Dear Thomas,
You’ve missed a fling or two,
making yourself look like a fool.
Kiss them in your arms before midnight,
or you’ll die without a chance to fight.
p.s. don’t tell anyone about this, okay? or their blood will be on your hands! ;D
which thomas translates to;
i can’t stand your nonexistent love life anymore its getting on my last nerves watching you mingle with people and not telling them how you truly feel and if you dont confess your feelings and kiss them by midnight tonight, you are sooo dead u stupid twink
he doesn’t believe it at first and goes up to a random person to ask if it was a prank and starts to tell them the details when a bullet misses his ear and imbeds itself into the ground besides the stranger. they give thomas a weird look, moving towards the bullet but thomas snatches it up and runs away.
so thomas is basically running around safe haven and kissing every person he can find ( and getting his ass beat because why is this random boy trying to kiss them ) and at some point he gives up because of course this idiot thinks he’d rather die than confess his real true feelings out of fear it wont be reciprocated
eventually, with a black eye and sprained ankle and bruises in muscles he cannot name, thomas makes his way over to jorge. he’s immediately concerned because who in their right mind would attack thomas, the embodiment of hope for humanity?
when he briefly feels thomas press a kiss against his lips before he’s shoving the boy backwards, with enough force that he stumbles into the table behind him and drops down hard, a pained groan escaping him — jorge is given his answer. “listen, hermano, thats really sweet you think i’m attractive and all, but i think you’re a little too young for me.”
thomas spits out a wad of blood. “i don’t think that at all.”
“…right. and you randomly kissed me why, exactly?” jorge helps thomas onto his feet, pushing away the random pieces of scrap metal to the side so the teen can sit down. a small compartment underneath opens up to showcase a loaded gun and a plethora of medical supplies, which jorge begins to tear apart to treat the open wounds on thomas’s face.
“well, i’m hoping to avoid death tonight, but i don’t think i will.” thomas hisses as antiseptic is wiped under the curve of his lips, but makes no effort to move away, completely drained.
jorge pauses. “death? from whom?”
“i don’t — “ thomas starts, but he pauses. remembers the ringing in his ears as the bullet went past him, and clams up. “nevermind. it’s nothing, i promise.”
“you let yourself get beat up for nothing?” jorge rolls his eyes. “if this is some sort of pleasure for you, i’m going to advise mary to become your personal therapist.”
“i said it’s nothing. it doesn’t matter what happens to me, i deserve it anyways.” thomas grumbles out, trying to push himself off the table.
“alright, alright! i overstepped, my bad.” he gently pushes thomas back onto the table, squeezing his shoulder. thomas stiffens, attempting to hide the pain show. why don’t you sit back down and i’ll go grab some gauze from the medical tents and i’ll send you off your way — to your demise, since you desire to meet your end this instant.”
thomas watches his back as jorge leaves his cabin, eyes flicking to the clock on the wall. 20 minutes until midnight. he zones out, watching as the minutes tick by, tears streaming down his face as regret and anger surge within himself.
eight minutes before midnight, the door slams open, with an out of breath minho. newt barrels in behind him, sweat trickling down his face. teresa crashes right behind the two boys, numerous vials and liquid substances cradled in her arms. brenda pushes her way through with a rifle in her hand, covered from head-to-toe in misleanous weaponry. gally shoves them all inside, gripping the letter tightly in his fist.
“thomas!” they scream in unison. thomas doesn’t get a chance to blink, before they’re huddled around him, inspecting his face and pushing off his jacket and reeling him into a warm embrace.
i’ll finish this later or just post it to ao3 but everybody loves thomas au’s my beloved
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