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It’s not your fault, Thomas.

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( @gladerintheglade i finally posted it )

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but but but minho complaining to newt about how freaking cute aris is bc he's all kind of not muscly (wow such good description) and adorable and newt just being like 'omg shut up i get it you want to have his beautiful dark haired babies jfc' and then newt keeps teasing him about it (until minho makes a very loud comment around thomas about how nice newt thought his butt looked and that shut him up)

Minho pushing Newt towards Thomas and looking away innocently, whistling

Newt sitting next to Aris out of nowhere and putting an arm around him going all “SOOOOOOO what do you think of Minho?”

Minho telling Thomas that he read a research somewhere that blondes are more likely to be good in bed

Newt telling Aris “Well, personally, I like guys with tan skin, and great biceps, and perfect hair, and a sarcastic, but enlightening funny attitude, who go on runs regularly…..doesn’t that sound great, Aris? Are you into that too or…?”

Minho getting dirt all over Thomas’ bed. “what was that for?!” “oh sorry my hand slipped it’s okay newt has a big bed you can share”

Newt leaving a note for Aris that says “Meet me at the beach later? - Minho” and Aris is just all like “Newt this is your handwriting” and Newt acts all offended like “excUSE ME, ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF FORGERY? psh no. how offensive i don’t know what minho sees in you”

QUEERPLATONIC MINEWT BEING TOTAL CHILDREN ABOUT EACH OTHER’S CRUSHES/ WORST WING MEN EVER

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but like college au maybe? Aris developing a big crush on these two guys in his English class, Thomas and Minho. Aris just kinda staring at them in class. And Minho who sits in front of him in class one day turns around asking to borrow a pencil. And Aris still in the middle of his daydreaming mumbles something about how nice Minho's arms are. And Minho is all 'What?"

“hey, can i borrow your pencil”“can i touch your arms”“what”“what”

definitely something that would happen

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Minho and his “who-the-hell-is-an-Aris” moments :)

for @gladerintheglade

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ok u have me Intrigued by minaris plus i love ur writing so could u do them w “It’s your fault we’re in this mess.” ?? at ur leisure ofc 💛

send me a prompt ?

( read on ao3 )

Aris waits till Professor Janson leaves the room before whirling around, narrowing his eyes at Minho.

“It’s your fault we’re in this mess. You shouldn’t have interrupted me, I was doing fine, Minho.” He says venomously, and the Asian still has to have the audacity to look unimpressed. 

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Minaris + Aesthetic 

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the maze runner aesthetic: racharis

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Carpe Diem - Racharis fic - Chapter 2

A throbbing headache was what woke Rachel up. She slowly sat up on the bed, sticking her hand on her head, as if it would do anything. She looked around, trying to remember where she was. The room was totally empty. She took a while to remember about what happened yesterday: the party, Sonya, her being drunk, Aris, the fake dating thing…

Fuck, Rachel thought.

Why did she ask him to do this ? Thank God he didn’t immediately accept it. He was right: she wasn’t thinking about what she was saying. But… Rachel actually had enough of Sonya playing Cupid on her, so maybe she could…? She shook her head. No, don’t be stupid, Rachel. You won’t make out with a random dude just for your friend to leave you alone. The worst thing was that she had his number, and kinda forced him to give it her. She suddenly felt really bad about the poor boy. Maybe she should apologize about being so stupid, after all.

She could have stayed in the room for ages, but the door suddenly flung open, revealing Sonya with a visible hickey on her neck.

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Carpe Diem - Racharis fic - Chapter one

Prologue here

As soon as Rachel entered the house, she knew this party would suck. Well, for the others it would be fun, but not for her. Rachel wasn’t really a party girl. She would rather stay home and read a book, or paint something. But usually she got tired of reading, and when she painted she usually didn’t like the result. So here she was, stuck in a party where she knows almost no one, except for Sonya and Winston.

Carpe Diem, Rachel thought, trying to encourage herself.

The house was already pretty full of screaming people that were drinking shooters and eating weird brownies, probably filled with weed. A cloud of smoke stuck to the ceiling and made the walls yellow, and Rachel made huge efforts to not cover her nose. As she walked, she finally spotted Sonya, smoking a cigarette, her bare feet on Thomas’ lap. The boy was slowly massaging her feet and a half-eaten brownie was sitting next to him. Great, Sonya is flirting with a high guy. What will Rachel do now? Maybe she should just go back home, after all. Screw Carpe Diem.

But before she could move, Sonya screamed her name like mad.

“Rachel! Don’t try to hide, honey. Come!”

She extended her arms towards her, gesturing Rachel to come. She did, sitting next to her friend and letting her wrap her arm around Rachel’s shoulders. She smelled like cigarettes, but Rachel decided to stay silent.

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Carpe Diem - A Racharis fic - Prologue

Rachel covered her nose as Sonya blew smoke off her mouth, playing with her cigarette between her fingers. The blonde girl watched as the smoke dissipated into the night’s sky, finding it’s way towards the stars. Rachel loved to see that, but also hated to see Sonya ruining her lungs like that. She warned her several times about the dangers of smoking, but she kept ignoring her and lighting another cigarette.

“It might kill you” Rachel once said to her friend.

“We are all going to die anyway” was Sonya’s reply.

She was right. Everyone will die one day, but to Rachel, dying from cigarettes isn’t a good death. Because to Rachel, there is good and bad deaths. Bad deaths are usually the ones linked to murders, illnesses and accidents. Good deaths are rare, usually. The light dead in which you simply close your eyes and go doesn’t seem to exist at all.

As she was lost in her thoughts, she heard Sonya laugh.

“Y’know, you don’t need to cover your nose like that. You won’t inhale the smoke and die”

“It’s not that” Rachel said, snapping her hand away. “I just don’t like the smell”

They were sitting on Sonya’s house roof, their bare feet dangling off the structure, cold air biting their skin. Sonya curled her toes, and took another puff.

“I thought you were getting used to it. I’m always smoking”

“I’ll not get used to see someone killing their lungs”

Sonya laughed, and threw her cigarette towards the backyard. Rachel saw a little sparkle land on the grass, and she took her bag and took out a bottle of beer, cracking it open and drinking. She only stopped halfway.

“So, tell me about your life” Sonya started, crossing her legs. “We haven’t seen each other since a year, you surely have stuff to tell me about”

Rachel giggled. A year earlier, Sonya left to London, where she got a job. But she recently got fired and came back to Chicago.

“Nothing really special happened, to be honest… I had some photography class and did a little art exposition with Harriet, though”

“What about Winston ? Last time I saw the two of you you were literally having sex right in front of me”

“Don’t exaggerate” Rachel said. “And we broke up a few months ago”

“What ? Why ?”

The girl looked at the ground, chewing off her thumb’s skin.

“It just wasn’t working out. We had too different interests. And I’m pretty sure he is crushing on Teresa anyway”

“Teresa ? Who’s that ? Man, I’ve been away for only a year and you seem to have a whole new life”

“I don’t have a new life. But I met new people”

“Maybe you have another best friend”

“Never” Rachel immediately says. “I know you since I’m six, there is no way I could replace you”

It was dark, but she was sure that Sonya was smiling.

“How cute” the girl commented. “But seriously, who is Teresa ?”

“A girl I met in photography class. She is way better than me, and Winston is definitely crushing on her. But I don’t hate her. She is too kind to deserve that. And as I said, it would never have worked out with Winston”

“You’re so pessimist. It won’t help you. You know what ? Carpe diem. You know what it means ?”

“Seize the day” Rachel immediately replies.

“Exactly. You must take advantage of the present, and stop mourning over the past. Forget Winston and kick life’s ass”

Rachel smiled. This was why Sonya missed her: her “take life by the balls” attitude. It was helping Rachel a lot whenever she was feeling down.

“I know how to cheer you up” Sonya said. “A friend I know is throwing a party to celebrate my return. You should come, it will help you relax. Winston might be here, though”

“I don’t care” Rachel sighed. “We are still in good terms, it’s not like we hate each other”

“Alright. It’s at Thomas’ house. I think there will be a guy you’ll like”

“A guy I’ll like ?” Rachel repeated.

She had to admit she was a little bit scared. Sonya was always trying to match her with weird-ass people, and she didn’t seemed to understand it made Rachel really uncomfortable.

“Yeah. Well, he is an artist, just like you. His name is Aris. Aris Jones”

“Sonya, I just broke up with Winston. Don’t you think I need some time alone before getting with another guy ?”

“C’mon, do it for me” Sonya said, smiling.

“I’ll come to the party. I just won’t make out with another guy already”

“Carpe diem” Sonya smiled.

“Oh, shut up”

They both laughed and stared at the stars. The moon was slowly rising, providing light to everyone in the dark night. Rachel was glad to see Sonya again. But as soon she was here, weird things usually start to happen without any warning. This is Sonya: a hurricane. She comes without warning and changes everything as she passes. And Rachel is sure something will happen. It always does.

But she won’t try to avoid like she used to do.

Carpe diem.

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Aris: *pops up under Thomas’ bed* Get in loser we’re going to spy

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tmr aesthetics: aris x rachel

imagine a girl with the prettiest eyes one look into them and youll melt into the ground // girls like that are hard to find but i think i found one shes mine all mine // shes always on my mind (x)

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Why’re you guys looking at each other like you just fell in love?

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69. “Just pretend to be my date.” + minaris !!!

send me a prompt ?

“C’mon, Aris, it’s just one night! I promise I won’t do anything shitty. Just pretend to be my date, please!” Minho complains, grabbing Aris’ hand to stop him as he trudges down the halls of the school, causing the other boy to whirl around with a roll of his eyes.

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Thomaris Aesthetic