thomas-hole

Cause You're My Favorite Hue

Masterpost: {x}

Part: 88/90

Pairing: Jamilton

Inspiration: this post and this song

Soundtrack: here (you can request more songs)

Summary: Black and white was all anyone saw until they touched their soulmate. For some people, color quickly rushed into their world and for others, all they ever saw was black and white. Two businessmen, who absolutely hated each other, managed to bump into each other on their way up to their office. Little did either know that their world would erupt in a staccato of color.

Warning: mentions of suicide

Word Count: 3,425

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A/N: I can’t believe it’s almost over wtf..also, some lyrics from Saturn by Sleeping At Last are within the chapter. song linked above.


Thomas was on edge. His fist was on fire, the children weren’t providing him any comfort, and he really didn’t want to be there.

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If Only We Had Taller Been

by Ray Bradbury

The fence we walked between the years
Did balance us serene;
It was a place half in the sky where
In the green of leaf and promising of peach
We’d reach our hands to touch and almost touch the sky,
If we could reach and touch, we said,
‘Twould teach us, not to, never to be dead.

We ached, and almost touched that stuff;
Our reach was never quite enough.
If only we had taller been,
And touched God’s cuff, His hem,
We would not have to go with them
Who’ve gone before,
Who, short as we, stood tall as they could stand
And hoped by stretching tall to keep their land,
Their home, their hearth, their flesh and soul.
But they, like us, were standing in a hole.

O, Thomas, will a Race one day stand really tall
Across the Void, across the Universe and all?
And, measured out with rocket fire,
At last put Adam’s finger forth
As on the Sistine Ceiling,
And God’s hand come down the other way
To measure Man and find him Good,
And Gift him with Forever’s Day?
I work for that.

Short man, Large dream. I send my rockets forth between my ears,
Hoping an inch of Good is worth a pound of years.
Aching to hear a voice cry back along the universal Mall:
We’ve reached Alpha Centauri!
We’re tall, O God, we’re tall!

Piece of Cake

Warning: …cussin and waste of food, also unedited(raw draft)
a/n: oneshot drabble, jam fluff. Getting those writing juices flowin’
Summary: high school au/ hamilton
w/c: 3733

“Why the hell are we here?” Alexander groaned, he ran a hand down his tired face. He started to think back at the series of events that led him here. Where was here? Sitting at a long table for two in a Home Economics class. There were various cooking tools, bowls, a sink and small two burner stove top oven…and there was his partner. The bile began to rise up his throat and threatened to force a gag out of him. He glanced over at the purple bomber jacket wearing, big haired, facial hair on fleek idiot beside him. His partner sported a face of immense disinterest, his eyes on his phone as he scrolled with his thumb.

“Because you’re a fucking idiot who got us kicked out of Creative Writing.” Thomas responded with a hiss, he didn’t look up while he spoke to Alexander, he didn’t want to look at the face of the guy who placed him in this bullshit elective.

Honestly that was not how he remembered it going down at all. What he remembered was signing up for the Creative Writing class with his friends Aaron and Gilbert. His best friend John Laurens wasn’t a fan of writing and took on Aquatics as his elective. Alexander was more of an academic, though he tried his hand in sports. He was fairly good at wrestling but found it hard to maintain the proper weight/height ratio to stay in his class. He decided to follow Aaron in a more relaxed subject, one he knew he was well versed at as well. As for Gilbert…well he was in it because Mr. Washington was teaching the class.

Alexander only expected the best of the best to be there, Angelica Schuyler’s little sister Eliza was taking the class, as she did the year before. It was highly recommended after that. Alexander expected James Madison the kid who skipped two full grades to be there, he seemed to enjoy writing as well. What he didn’t expect was Thomas Jefferson to be there. Apparently he was some kid that moved away then moved back or some weird drama. He was popular when he left and even more so when rumors flooded in that he and Angelica were dating. 

Not. True.

He wasn’t a fan of someone who just waltzed into school like that. Alexander wasn’t popular…he tried and he was popular among his close friends. Most people found him annoying, the kid who got in trouble and still managed to get the grades. Kid who never shut up and pissed off nearly everyone. It took a certain kind of person to put up with him. “Maybe if you didn’t start talking shit I wouldn’t have thrown my book at you.” Alex growled back, remembering clearly that in the middle of his discussion, Thomas had clearly leaned over to Madison. He looked right at Alex and laughed right at him.

Thomas rolled his eyes, still not giving Alex the benefit of meeting his eye contact. “Please, you don’t even know I was talking about you and even if I was, someone who talks as much shit as you should be able to take it.” The dislike was mutual. Thomas was not a fan of popularity in the sense of having people flock him. He liked being admired from afar. Little knew but he was quite awkward around too many people, often leaning on the moral support of his friends like Madison. Alexander threw him off balance. He was boisterous and impossible to ignore, more importantly he brought out an ugly side to Thomas that no one had seen before.

“I can take the shit talking!” Alex yelled, earning a hush from their new elective teacher. Of course, it was bold face lie. Alexander could deal out some of the rudest, wittiest insults but the moment it was directed back at him he flew off the handle. In his mind, he had to have the last word, the last say, the last insult no matter what. He was in the middle of a great discussion when Thomas interrupted him. Sure throwing his book across the room and taking out Madison instead of Thomas was a bad idea. It would have been well worth it if he had hit Thomas instead. “No one told you to return fire…”

“You fucking socked James in the face with your book and gave him a nosebleed.”

“I said I was sorry.” Alex crossed his arms.

“After you complained about how your shot would have been perfect if it wasn’t for his, and I quote, ‘bulbous air brained head’” Alexander smirked to himself, it was a good time to use his word of the day. “Now thanks to you, James is stuck in the nurse’s office and the only other elective I get is Home Ec, stuck with you.”

The fight didn’t go over well with George. Who, as much as he loved Alexander as a student and a person, wanted him to learn a little restraint even when it came to those he had trouble tolerating. Alex felt personally attacked. He was Washington’s favorite, he was the cool new kid that everyone befriended. Then the ‘legend’ Thomas Jefferson, rich, snobby, basketball player comes back and everyone is up in arms. Angelica and Lafayette were apparently his friends first, George missed him since he coached the team. Even Aaron Burr spoke highly of Thomas. It was sickening. “Whatever lets just get this over with.”

The bell rang and Mrs.Adams began instruction they were to make a dish  that reminded them of home. The deep sentimentality made Alexander’s stomach churn. He had been through various foster homes, hopscotched around so many times the past was just a blur. That was another internal lie, he purposely tried to keep his past in the past. He looked over at Thomas. He was from the South or something, he remembered hearing that stupid twang in his voice. He probably wanted to make fried chicken or something. They were suppose to work together, other groups already started brainstorming while Thomas started taking out pots from the cabinet.

“What are you doing?” Alex watched as Thomas silently began to maneuver around him.

“I’m going to make my comfort food.” He answered, “Be a doll, and get me some cheese from the fridge.”

“This suppose to be a team thing, we didn’t discuss what we’re making.” Alex ignored his instructions. Thomas rolled his eyes and went to get the items himself. Fine,if that was how he was going to play it. Alexander went to the back and grabbed a large, clear, cylindrical container of ground up coffee.

He returned just as Thomas was filling up a pot with sink water. “What are You doing?”

“I’m going to make my comfort food.” Alexander echoed in a mocking voice, it was hard to mock Thomas’s voice. It was low and rumbly but not at all gritty. It was…smooth and low, like dark chocola–

“We can’t make two different foods, we can only turn in one.” Thomas glared as Alexander popped the container open and started measuring out a few cups of ground coffee. “Coffee isn’t even a fucking food, you dunderhead.” 

“Doll, now Dunderhead, what are you fifty?” Thomas was old fashion, his tastes were dated and so was were his insults apparently. “Hm, then I guess whoever finishes first gets to turn in our assignment.” Alex mused watching Thomas’s dark eyes narrow at him. They shared a silent moment, which was rare, nothing but glares and shallow breathing before they broke away and furiously went to cooking. Racing to be the other.

Thomas turned and dumped all of the pasta in the water before it was boiling. Alex went and started practically throwing cups of flour into the bowl with his coffee. A puff of flour rose from his bowl and dusted itself onto Thomas’s jacket sleeve. “Fucking watch it slob.” He tore off his jacket and revealed intensely toned biceps and a tight tshirt that hugged his wide chest. Alexander clenched his jaw unable to repress the small wave of shock. Thomas felt eyes on him and looked down. Alexander was glaring a hole into Thomas ‘s arm. “Take a picture, it lasts longer” He purred.

The shorter student felt a rage. The same violent rage he felt when he heard Thomas laugh at him. That stupid, soft, bell like laugh that was warm and light, completely contradicting what Hamilton assumed his laugh would sound like. With no book to throw and no time to waste, Alex eyed the open bag of flour that was between him and Jefferson. In midmix he elbowed the back and watched it flop over all over Thomas’s side of the table. “Whoops.” Alex smiled, the flour trickled off the side of the table down to Thomas’s fancy oxfords.

His southern attitude shined as he sucked his teeth and rolled his tongue against the inside of his cheek. Thomas kicked off some of the excess flour from his feet and looked over at Alex. He waited until he was measuring cups of milk and just as he began to Thomas nudged his arm causing him to spill out of the bowl and onto himself. “Whoops~”

“You, fuckin’” Alex turned and was met by a flour covered hand smearing the white dust all over his face.

“Good look for you, Hamilton, ever considered wearing makeup to cover up those baby hairs on your chinny-chin-chin?” Thomas smirked, insulting the only thing that kept the strangely rosy, baby faced Hamilton from looking overly feminine. Thomas went back to stirring the pasta now that the water was now in a rolling boil. Hamilton angrily wiped his face, getting only some of the flour off his skin. He looked down at the batter he was making and smirked.

“Thomas…” Alexander cooed, sickly sweet. Falsely sweet but it sent a strange sensation down Thomas’s spine. He turned his head cautiously and noticed Alexander was still covered in flour. Ha. He smirked but it started to fade when he tried to read Alex’s expression. It was soft, no smile, cheeks flared. He was slightly disarmed, long enough for Alex to lean forward. Thomas’s nervous and awkward tendencies started to shine as he backed up, slightly gawk like expression in his eyes. Hamilton, confident as always, got so close their chests bumped. And fast as a whip, Thomas’s well maintained facial hair was slapped by Alex. He felt a wet, goop on his face. “I think coffee cake batter is a good shade for you.”

Jefferson frantically shoved Alex aside, his bowl in his hand, as he hogged the sink. Alex lost control of his bowl and his batter went flying all over the floor. Thomas ran out water over his face. He made quick work of the cake mix before it made him break out.

A livid Alexander who’s “hard work” was now splattered on the ground walked over to the sink. He pressed his thumb against the faucet hole and the water pressure exploded as a stream of water aimed at Thomas’s wild, mane like hair. “You missed a spot”

Thomas shook his head, his curls now hung low heavy from being dampened. “So did you!” He grabbed Alexander by the collar and held him up a few inches off the ground.

“BOYS” Mrs. Adams glared at them. “I hope you two have your dish done in the next thirteen minutes…or else you will both not only be failed, it will be a trip to Principal King’s office!”

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jamilton for 94 *finger guns*

 *finger guns you back*


 Out of all the beautiful things in the world, Alexander’s favorite was his boyfriend. He would never admit that to his face, of course. Or at least not yet.

  It was lazy sunday afternoons that reminded him of this fact most. On that particular afternoon Thomas had pulled Alex away from his laptop (much to his complaint), and plopped down on the couch with him in his arms just to snuggle for a bit. Alex stopped complaining after that.

  It was there that he was reminded that his boyfriend was practically a god in comparison to him, as he was blissfully gazing at his face. 

  Thomas had such a gorgeous face, with his warm smile and his dark eyes that god, Alex felt could just suck him right in like black holes. Thomas had his eyes closed at that moment, but Alex didn’t mind because that gave him a better view of the way the man’s eyelashes sort of glimmered in the sunlight.

  Any view of Thomas was a good one, and he honestly didn’t care if that made him a sap because it was true, it was so completely true. He loved this man so much it was infuriating sometimes, because what in the world could he have ever done to deserve him?

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Somewhere in Savannah

 2k word count. Post season 4 James/Thomas bliss :))) Beginning and ending with lofty ideals on paper but a lot of loving in-between. NSFW. Sorry I haven’t been writing for this blog as much lately; my other one keeps me plenty busy. But I am writing a nice long post-show reunion fic on AO3 so if you haven’t checked it out yet you should! And without further ado…

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James leaned in close over his shoulder.

“Another treatise? What’s this one?”

Grateful for the interruption, he placed his quill back into the nearly empty pot of ink and leaned back in the chair, close enough that James’s ruddy beard tickled his ear.

“Actually I am basing it on piracy,” he replied with smile.

“Oh?”

James came around and picked up the topmost parchment and skimmed it.

“It is a call for democracy,” he said proudly. “The very same ideals you have told me about in detail, except of course I am not using the term ‘piracy’ anywhere.”

James put down the paper and raised his eyebrows.

“So this is why you’ve kept hounding me about my knowledge about the inner workings of pirates these last weeks.”

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Always Here

Summary: In a past life, Newt had used to abuse you. Once Thomas found out, all went to hell. You weren’t ready to give up Newt yet, so you do everything you can to get him back.

Pairing: Newt x Reader, brother!Thomas x sister!Reader

Word Count: 1796

Warnings: Mentions of physical abuse

(A/N): Running out of ideas. I have some requests I still need to finish but I just don’t have the inspiration. This sucks.

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anonymous asked:

You like jamilton? Do you have any headcanons? I would love to hear them tbh because i also kind of like jamilton

(composed w the help of my partner in jamilton, @elizaschuylet)

  • alexander always complains about the fucking mac and cheese bc thomas never makes it correctly but he eats it anyways bc it makes thomas look happy and he’s willing to do anything to see that look on his face
  • thomas purposely makes the mac and cheese bad just to see alex suffer and enjoys every minute of it
  • sometimes when alex sees that thomas is sad he’ll make macaroni (the correct way) and then he’ll tease tom about it bc “if you spent as much time reading the directions as you do doing your hair, the food you make may actually be edible, dumbass” 
  • whenever they watch movies together alex picks apart the movie and points out plot holes and thomas gets so fed up with it he leaves halfway through but alex never notices bc he’s too busy yelling at the tv
  • when thomas gets to pick where they go for a date he always picks really nice places that they end up getting banned from every time because alexander keeps getting into fights with the waiters
  • hamilton always freaks out when tj gets sick, even when its just the sniffles, and he always jumps to the worst case scenario and watches over him like a hawk and then ends up getting sick for days right afterwards
  • actually, once tjeffs came down with a cold and alex thought that he was dying so he took him to the er and made them do every test they had and they were paying off medical bills for three months afterwards
  •  when thomas gets mad at alex, he’ll put everything he owns in high places so alex cant reach them
  • alex once called in a crew to tear down their cabinets so he could get things off the top of them
  • alexander loves to cuddle so when tom is just sitting there he’ll slide over and just kinda latch onto him

This year was the year of newtmas au fic. Fic authors removed the constraints WCKD placed on Newt and Thomas’ relationship and explored how their relationship would grow and flourish in different worlds.  Sometimes these fic were happy, allowing us to escape the pain of the dreaded page 250, but other times these fic were downright depressing. Authors certainly set a precedent for future tmr fic, and to show our appreciation to our wonderful fic authors below are the top 20 newtmas fics of 2015, as voted by the shipdom!

Two things to note before looking at the fic rec:

  • italicized titles are my personal favorites
  • ** indicate that you should carefully read the tags before reading the fic

1. Something to talk about | tarantism and thominewt | Complete | 150k | Not Rated

After numerous failed attempts to become popular, Thomas and Newt are mistakenly outed as a gay couple, which launches them to instant celebrity status. Seduced by their newfound fame, Thomas and Newt decide to fake their relationship to win homecoming kings.

Things were going perfectly as planned, but then one of them fell for the other.

2. thrashing on the line; desperate & divine | sulfuric | Complete | 46k |

Newt’s supposed to be gone, but he isn’t. Thomas still sees him everywhere, hears him everywhere - feels him everywhere - ever since the car accident that left Thomas with a hole in his chest and a dead boyfriend. Except he isn’t really, truly dead, or else Thomas wouldn’t be able to talk to him (among… other things).

Minho only wants to help. And if that means getting his only remaining best friend sent away for god knows how long, so be it.

3. Fireworks & Team spirit | sesquipedalia | Incomplete | 36k | Mature

Newt’s parents thought he was special, but the football players thought otherwise. Actually, a majority of the school thought otherwise. He spent most of his time participating in geeky clubs and obsessing over Thomas Taylor, the star football player who had golden brown eyes and a smile that could kill millions - including Newt.

Newt was fine with admiring from afar, but when his Math teacher makes him tutor Thomas, he can’t help but fall apart from anxiety.

4. i know i don’t love you (but there’s somewhere i’ve seen you before) | nowayout | Complete | 9k | Mature **

Thomas is ten when he meets Newt for the first time.

He’s sixteen when they meet for the first time once again.

5. But I’m Not the Enemy | like_vines | Incomplete | 54k | Teen

Thomas turned his head to look at him, grinning. “You going to tell me your name now, Greenie?”

“Not a chance, shuckface,” Newt shot back. He could feel Thomas’ breath on his neck and felt his cheeks heat up. “Why’d you drag me here, anyway? Seems a lot like a bloody dumb date.”

♛♛♛

After his father’s death, Newt, the Prince of the Scorch, starts to sneak out of the palace at night as a peasant. Thomas finds himself intrigued with the stranger he sees only at night. But as trouble stirs within the castle, it’s revealed that things are much more complicated than they originally thought.

6.  Love Without Words | Nanashi_Solider | Complete | 3k | General

Thomas falls for the blond who rides the same train as him.

7. Miracle | Val_Creative | Complete | 5k | Explicit **

Thomas has always been highly impulsive, as well as a concoction of horribly dangerous personality traits. He gives Newt more of a headache often than reassurance, but Newt likes him.

Somehow, and some bleedin’ way in the damn universe, Newt feels his affection for Thomas strengthen.

8. His roses bloom | tommys | Incomplete | 16k | Teen

It’s possible that Thomas loves to fall in love with other people’s love. It’s possible that Thomas is merely a hopeless romantic who likes hearing people’s stories about meeting their soulmates. It’s also possible —_ possible_ — that Thomas may have accidentally fallen in love with someone who’s not his soulmate. It’s possible.

AU in which Teresa’s soulmate surprises everybody, Minho is explicitly obsessed with dancing to ridiculous pop songs in the bath, Thomas’ supposed soulmate doesn’t exist, and Newt is the new cute neighbour who moved in next door. No one expects anything to go wrong. Except everything does when love is thrown into the mix.

9. In this life and the next, I’ll always love you. | mikki_strange | Complete | 1k | General**

Those moments, when it was just him and Tommy existing together, Newt didn’t have to be strong.

10. Bruises | The_Peddler | Complete | 73k | Mature **

Working full-time at his coffee-shop, Thomas enjoys a basic yet carefree lifestyle. That is until a certain blonde guy starts visiting on a regular basis. Newt has a story of his own to tell, not with words, but with the bruises and scars that are almost poetically sprawled over him. Thomas likes the front cover of this story, its almost to good to be true, and he vows to be the one to open up that book, and lap up every page, kissing away the bruises as he does.

11. There You Are | lugubrious | Complete | 12k | General

Thomas Edison had spent his whole life waiting for something.
He felt it in the pit of his stomach, a constant anticipation that burned in his limbs and underlined all his thoughts, his actions. It led him through life at a brisk pace, never allowing him to smell the roses as it were.


Thomas was never sure what he was searching for but he hoped that when he found it, he’d know.

12. Newt Should Really Learn How To Say No | why_am_I_awake | Complete | 59k | Teen

Newt should really learn to say ‘no’ to Thomas.

13. Complications | SapphireSoul102 | Complete | 21k | Teen **

14. Bottoms up | newtntommy | Complete | 2k | Mature

Request: the Gladers are playing Truth and Dare drunk and the game starts to get a bit dirty and Minho makes Newt straddle Thomas. Shit gets out of hand and in the end they have to find a room to do some rough and angry sex in cuz they can’t take it anymore.

15. We all Run From Something | EclipseWing | Complete | 14k | Teen

Her son isn’t even born when she sells him to the government.

Maze Runner/Teen Wolf X-over

16. As if he were finding out he were okay again | Mazelike | Complete | 38k | Teen

When Thomas, a 20 year-old Art student, met Newt, he didn’t expect to fall in love, to feel his heart beat faster at the sight of the blond. He didn’t expect to find love, but he does. 


When Newt, a 20 year-old British student, met Thomas, he tried everything he could not to fall in love. He didn’t have the right to. He tried everything not to fall in love but sadly, he does.

17.  See a Chance and Take It | third | Complete | 3k | Explicit

After a heated argument, Newt starts to avoid Thomas.

18. Promise Me | FreckledDragon | Complete | 20k | Teen

Thomas is late. The doors are about to close, and Newt doesn’t know what to do. He promised always to come back, so he would make it, wouldn’t he?

19. My heart Knows Me Better Than I Know Myself | ashelygail | Complete | 4k | Teen

Minho and Chuck start a bet on Thomas’ emotional feelings… without actually knowing that they did it.

20. He’s None of Your Business | milkmanofkindness | Complete | 19k | Teen

“Oh, so it’s a him,” Lydia replied, her eyes lighting up mischievously. “Who is this mysterious stranger?”

Stiles glared at her, aware of the blush that was creeping up under his collar. “He used to go to my summer camp, okay? And frankly, he’s none of your business.”

Basically a Teen Wolf/Maze Runner crossover with Newt and Stiles, where Newt comes over from London to visit Beacon Hills, and more specifically, to visit Stiles…

Michael Fassbender’s projects

  • Trespass Against Us (2016, Adam Smith) as Chad Cutler
  • The Light Between Oceans (2016, Derek Cianfrance) as Tom Sherbourne
  • X-Men: Apocalypse (2016, Bryan Singer) as Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto
  • Assassin’s Creed (2016, Justin Kurzel) as Callum Lynch
  • Weightless (2016, Terrence Malick) as Unknown
  • Alien: Covenant (2017, Ridley Scott) as David
  • The Snowman (2017, Thomas Alfredson) as Harry Hole
#TBT with Holes

Today we’re celebrating  Disney favorite Holes! Actor Khleo Thomas shares some of his favorite moments, plus, you can add Holes to your Digital Collection today for a special price: http://di.sn/6004BHmeo

“My favorite memory of making Holes was creating the “Dig It” song with my cast mates. We would be on the shuttle headed to set and we’d slowly begin to sing and freestyle lyrics.” - Khleo Thomas, Zero

“To able to have a small idea and then make it the theme song for the entire film was a great feeling. To know the audience of Holes still remember every lyric is awesome.” - Khleo Thomas, Zero

“My other favorite part about getting the opportunity to bring “Zero” to life was hitting Dr. Pendanski with the shovel.” - Khleo Thomas, Zero

“It’s a great feeling that Holes will continue to entertain generations.”  - Khleo Thomas, Zero

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