#newtimagine

[newtandalittlepeter]

Imagine running into newt who thought you were dead as he thought the same for you.

Warning:cussing

Newt pov::

"GET DOWN!!" yelled George as bullets came out of no where at us. Me and Thomas hid behind a truck thanking God that it was there. Once as the bullets came to a stop it was dead silent. We heard footsteps coming out way. They told us to come ouy and George came out of hiding with his hands in the air. We all did the same but one by one slowly. I was the last. "Hands up" yelled the blonde one. I recognize that voice but I don't exactly know who. My thoughts were cut off by a girl speaking. "Empty your pockets and guns on the ground"

George looked at us and nodded. We all emptied out pockets and put our weapons on the ground. I am scared but I swear I recognize that voice from somewhere. "Now hands up" she said still pointing the gun at our faces. We put our hands above our heads. When she finally looked at me she furrowed her eyebrows. I was confused. "Newt?" She said. Everyone stared at me. "Ya?" She slowly put down her gun down. "Uhm" I said confused. She put down the rag that was covering her face. That's when it clicked. "Y/N?"

"Uhm what?" Mihno said clearly confused. "I thought you were dead" I said clearly confused and maybe angry. "I thought you were dead" she said. "How do you both know eachother" Thomas asked. "We used to date. We got spilt up by wckd. I thought I would never see him again" she said looking down. "You could have came back. For me" I said bluntly. "I tried. But they got me into a group that didn't believe me and wouldn't go with me to go back with me to get you. The forced me along. But along with our journey I ran and I got lost here. And I kinda made a living here on the mountains" she said looking up slowly. I nearly cried. "Um can y'all explain later when we don't have 100 people pointing guns at our faces and bodies" George said carefully but annoyed. "SIEZE FIRE!stand down! They're harmless" she said yelling at them. They all followed but kept watch. "Uhm you guys are probably tired. If you want you can come to our camp. We'll supply you with food, drinks, new clothes and a bomb fire were having tonight. If you want to. Or you could continue your journey" she said carefully fiddling with her fingers. I missed her doing that when she was nervous. "Ya why should we trust you" Brenda said. Here it comes. "Well one I know one of your members and you guys are short on food and water. That one*points to Mihno* looks like he's about to pass out of exhaustion and that one *points to Thomas* looks tired and dirty. We do have showers by the way and if you guys don't actually come this was we won't really warn you about the tribe just up the trails that actually have more than some guns and knifes. And if you mess with them good luck getting out with a minimum of at least a bloody arm. Now come to our camp and relax and freshen up before your 'journey' with supplies that I believe every single one of you could need to survive or continue with running into the tribe and getting killed. Your shot? Come with us or die? If I were you I would come with us. But your choice. I mean why should you trust us?" She said raising a eyebrow smirking crossing her arms. I let out a silent chuckle. I missed that. Her. Especially her snap backs and her toughness. But mostly her. Brenda is silent. "Fine. We'll go with you. Plus we need the supplies you offer" Thomas said picking up the weapons he had in his pocket. She smirks. She turns around and says "follow me" and starts walking. We follow.

When we arrive::

It's huge. Tents, food and water supplies, a medical center tent, a fire ground, a pond, and lots of people talking and laughing or working. We stopped at a log bench seat thing and she said "sit down here and I'll go get you some food and water" they all sat down as she walked away. They. I didn't. I went after her. Damn she walks fast. She stopped at a food table and she grabbed some plates. She stopped when she relized that I was there. "Oh newt..Need something?" I nodded. "Um you don't like chicken and green beans, of course! I'll go get you some bread, potato, and we beef" she said clapping her hands once and turning away clearly wanting to walk away. "You remember?" I say making her stop she turns around. "Ya I do. You always gag when you see them" she says chucking. "Uhm actually I wanted to talk. Alone" I say. She nods and walks to a table with no one around. I follow and we sit. "You look good newt, how are you?" She asks. "I've been..i could be better. How about you?" I asked. "I've been ok I guess. Long life but getting through" she says. "You hair, it's blonde!" I say. "Ya I wanted a change.i got bored of brownish red" she giggles. That fucking giggle. The one that makes my heart jump and spin in circles. It's literally music to my body. "You look more handsome since the last time I saw you" she said. "Well I mean I was always handsome but thanks" I say joking. She giggles, again. "Uhm how did you survive alone" I say wishing I could roll that back on my tounge. "Oh um I found this group of people and I guess I found my way in. How did you survive?" She asks. "Well I found my group of people that I care about and I guess I found my way in?" I said mimicking her trying not to make it so awkward. "I missed you" I say looking into her gorgeous eyes. "I missed you to newt" she says staring into mine. "I'm glad your still alive" we both say making us chuckle. "Still have the same mind huh?" She says. "Ya I guess" we both stand up and she quickly runs over to me hugging me. I took to patience to hug her back, burying my head in her now blonde hair. She lets go and kissed my cheek. We both turn a dark red. "See you later newtie?" She asks more in the lines of saying. That name. That fucking Nick name. I love and missed hearing that. "Of course, love" I call her. I know she loves that. I could see the twinkle in her eyes when she hears that. She then nods and walks away. "Still mine?!" I yell. I hear a giggle "always Newt. Forever and always" she yells back. I swear my heart skipped 10000 beats.

[narcissisticbookworm]

Before watching The Death Cure:

[selfishwritinfsubmissions]

"I lied when I told you I didn't love you. You needed to move on, you weren't suppose to love me and I needed to protect you from me."

Newt and Y/N grew close when they escaped the maze. They relied on each other; more like Y/N relied on Newt.

While escaping WCKD, Y/N was so dependent on Newt, if he wasn't there, she wouldn't be alive. His encouraging words, kind smile, and will to want to make it to the safe haven is what kept her going.

When they met Brenda and Jorge, things started to change between the two, in a good way.

Wherever you saw Y/N, Newt was close by. The others began to notice more and more.

It was late and everyone was off to bed. Y/N slept alone and normally she was fine with it, but tonight she kept thinking about the Gladers they have lost. Chuck, Winston, Alby, many others. It would be different if they were here, it would be better.

She leaned up and let out a small sigh, there was going to be no sleep for her at this point. She quietly got up from her handmade bed, scraped from anything soft they could find.

She crept slowly passed the others who were sound alseep, or so she thought. When she reached where she wanted to be, which was a ridge with the perfect view to watch the sunrise.

"Can't sleep?" She jumped at the sound of Newt's voice. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." He took a seat beside her.

"It's alright, I just have a lot on my mind." She admitted.

"Care to share?" She looked at him and then down at fingers.

"Everyone we lost...and how they should be here with us." He nodded his head.

"We all do...but it's because of them we are here."

"And I feel guilty...I mean because of me you might not have been here." She felt the tears form in her eyes.

"That's not true love...and if it were I would do a million times over, I promised you leaving the maze I would protect you."

"Don't say that...I would never want you to die because of me." He wrapped his arm around her and she laid her head on his chest.

"I care too much about you...I love you." He kissed the top of her head.

"I love you too." She whispered.

Days later they were attacked by WCKD. Even in the maze Y/N has always been weak, she wasn't the type to shoot a gun or cause harm.

Brenda kept Y/N close during the attack. She wanted to hide and cower, everything was happening so fast.

One moment it was pure choas, and the next it was as if it all stopped in a flash. Brenda took Y/N by the hand and pulled her to Thomas, Newt, and Frypan.

"Where is...Minho... Teresa?" Y/N asked. Thomas looked down, and Newt glanced at Frypan.

"They took Minho...Teresa is part of WCKD." Newt answered.

"W...what...Teresa would never-"

"Well she did!" Thomas shouted, Y/N startled jumped a bit. Thomas stormed off leaving the others.

"I'm sorry...". Y/N said.

"You don't need to apologize...we will get Minho back." Newt assured her, taking her by the hand.

Three months passed and plan to rescue Minho was in affect.

With the help of Gally who turned out wasn't dead, and worked along side Lawerence who was leader of a group called 'The Right Arm'.

Newt began to act differently, he was more distant and quiet. Y/N confronted Thomas about her concerns but he insisted it must be stress about Minho.

The group was gathered together for one last meeting before entering the wall and retrieving Minho. Thomas led it as usual and Gally explaining the areas to avoid and the areas that are safe.

Newt remained silent in the corner.

"We won't know Minho's actual location...won't that affect us?" Brenda asked. Gally looked at Thomas.

"There is someone who does know." Gally said looking directly at Thomas.

When they returned Thomas told everyone that Teresa was the way in.

"There has to be another way." Things argued.

"If there is, we haven't figured it out yet." Gally replied. "She is the only option we have."

"I think we can think of another way-"

"Why? We have a chance of saving Minho and you are worried about Teresa? Has it always been about her?!" Newt shouted getting into Thomas face. "Don't lie to me!?" Y/N grabbed onto Frypan's arm, she has never seen him so angry, none of them have.

"N... Newt?" Y/N spoke. He backed away from Thomas and cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry...I need some air."

Y/N followed behind Newt who went outside, he was leaning against the railing from the balcony that out looked the city.

"I'm alright Love." He said, she stood beside him and looked down.

"Are you? You have never...the way you got so angry." Newt turned her, his face calm. "What is going on?" She asked.

Without saying anything he lifted his sleeve on his arm and revealed a bite mark.

Y/N placed her hands over her mouth.

"I didn't want to say anything at all but...with the effects taking a toll-"

"Not say anything at all?! You should have said something right away."

"It wouldn't have changed anything."

"W... well...when we get to Teresa she can help right?" Newt looked down. "Right?"

"It will be fine Love." He pulled her close and hugged her.

Teresa, she was the key to finding Minho.

"You are going to help us to get Minho." Gally told her.

"Even if I knew where he was...it is heavily guarded and-"

"We have our ways." Gally interuppted. Y/N remained close to Newt.

"Y/N...you are going to help Brenda and Frypan with the kids as soon as we get them out... Newt, Gally, Teresa, and I are heading inside." Thomas ordered. She nodded her head understanding.

Before the group fully departed for the mission, Newt began to act strange and distant for the few moments they had left together.

"Newt...be careful and-"

"I can handle it...I don't need a lecture." He spat. She knew this wasn't him talking but still his tone hurt.

"I know that...but it something happens and I don't see you again for whatever reason."

"Do you think I can't handle it out there? Because I am pretty sure I am the one who saved your arse plenty of times."

"Newt that is not what I am saying! Stop acting like a jerk." Those words set him off, just like he did with Thomas, he pushed her against the wall and got in her face.

"I only helped you because no one else wanted the burden of watching out for you...I never really cared...never probably loved you either." She roughly pushed him back and stormed away from him angrily, tears forming.

Y/N and Brenda were successful able to rescue the kids and safety got them passed the walls with the help of Frypan.

It was now a waiting game.

"Brenda! We need the serum!" Thomas shouted over the walkie talkie. Y\N knew it was meant for Thomas.

"I'll take it!" Y/N shouted, Brenda gave her the small bottle that held the serum.

She didn't exactly know where she was going, but when she reached inside the city, she couldn't believe how destoryed it was. She ran and ran as fast as she could till she found Thomas hovering over a body.

"Newt?" Thomas turned around, tears in his eyes. She ran over and fell to her knees beside him.

"I lied when I told you I didn't love you. You needed to move on, you weren't suppose to love me and I needed to protect you from me...to push you...you away...". Newt slightly opened his eyes. His body was covered in blue veins. His eyes black, his mouth as well.

"I know, I know that wasn't you." Tears formed in her eyes. "I...I have the serum." She said looking at Thomas, but when she looked back at Newt she noticed he was bleeding from his stomach.

"I'm sorry..." Thomas spoke.

"You two take care of each other yeah?" Newt asked.

"Always." Newt turned his head, his chest stoping rising. Y/N let out a sob.

"We need to go." Thomas told her. He stood up and lifted her to her feet. She looked back one more time at Newt.

He was gone.

[fandommatchmaker]

“ I bloody love you Y/N how can you not see that?!?!”

[fanfictionalike-blog]

Coffee shop AU READER X NEWT

Warnings: staring deep into eyes, swearing, coffee, fantastic beasts.

Request by: I decided to do this. I hope you like it :)

Newt was just cruising for a bruising when he passed a coffee shop, and walked in! You were one of the workers and you were almost finishing your shift. You took off your apron and started to cry. You missed your boyfriend that went off to war in Dublin…. Tears streamed down your face and a hand wiped them off.

“Don’t ever cry again y/n!!!!!” Newt pleaded.

“How do you know my name?!” You asked in disgust.. and confusion..

“I came to give you a-a.. FANTASTIC BEASt,” Newt said pouring your tears from his hand to his suitcase.

He looked deep into your brown eyes.

“Your eyes are as blue as the ocean,” he said while petting your eyeball.

You started to heccing throw up.. You had cheated on your boyfriend… An owl flew in with a letter.. You opened it. .

Dear y/n,

I died

sorry.

love, soldier boyfriend

You cried a thousand tears..

“I HAVE DIED EVERY DAY WAITING FOR YOU DARLING DONT BE AFRAID I HAVE LOVED YOU FOR A THOUSAND YEARS ILL LOVE YOU FOR A THOUSAND MORE,” Newt sang with all of the strength in the world. You have fallen in love with  him. You cried even more….

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO CRY EVERER.” he said aNGRYily.

“hey can I order a frappichino ??” He said trying to control his anger..

“Sure which flavor??” You asked..

“Can I get uhhh uhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhh uh cocoa flavored one?? make it boneless and uhhhhh milk free and uhhh no chocolate pls?,” he stuttered delightfully.

“We’ve ran out; I drank the last heccing one. Sorry.” you said.

“Fine, y/n, I’ll get uhhhhhh cocoa…”

“Ok, I will make you one :)” You made the cocoa. But when you looked up he disappeared .. “But I made him cocoa..””” You said with another thousand tears..

[tmrimagine]

Newt Imagine // Gladers playing soccer

Warnings: none, just fluff

Summary: Y/N convinced the gladers to play soccer with her and after that she's tired so Newt takes her to bed and they confess their love.

Rights: MY OWN (originally from my wattpad @/shesontheloose

Y/n p.o.v.

"Y/n! Over here!" I heard Newt yell at me. I ran further with the weird looking ball by my feet as I tried to pass Minho. Yes, we're playing soccer. My foot moved to the right and the ball rolled right to Newts feet and he ran to the goal where Gally was standing in. I ran past Minho, trying to help Newt make a goal.

Being the only girl in the glade is not only very weird but also exhausting. Those boys aren't any fun through the day. All they do is work because that's the number one rule here. So, me being the happy one here, asked for a ball and it came up in the box today so now we're playing soccer. I convinced them it's good to take a day off because they were working for almost 3 years straight. I don't get where all the work comes from but they manage to make work every day. 

"Y/n!" Newt yelled as he passed the ball to me and I hit the ball, trying to make a goal. The ball flies through the air and it goes between Gally's legs, into the goal. I jump happily and I run towards Newt to give him a hug. He lifts me up, placing his hands on my hips and spins me around. "You did it!" He says happily after he puts me down.

"Ha, 1-0! Take that shanks!" I yell at the other team which consists of Minho, Gally, and Alby. I'm with Newt and Fry, who's in our goal. 

"We just started, within minutes we'll beat you!" Minho yelled back and I stuck my tongue out. 

"They'll never beat us," Newt whispers in my ear before we ran back to our side of the playfield to give Fry a hug too. I smiled at Newt and he smiles back. Secretly, I've been in love with him for a few weeks. But I know it'll ruin our friendship so it's better to not say anything about it. 

---

We've been playing for an hour now so we, meaning Minho, Gally, and Alby, called it quits, making me, Newt and Fry win with four goals against zero goals back. 

"Well, Y/N found a new hobby," Minho said when he plumped down beside me. I was laying, stretched out, in the grass with Newt on the other side of me. 

"And you guys finally took a day off in three years." I giggled as they smiled. 

"Yeah, we should do that more often," Fry said hinting Alby to let them take more days off. 

"Not gonna happen, shuckfaces," Alby responded. We sighed, knowing that there's nothing we could do to make him think otherwise. "Unless Y/n finds another fun game to do." He says afterward and they all look at me smiling, hoping I have another game in my head.

"Trust me, if that's the plan, you'll never work again in your entire life," I respond and they laugh. Newt places his hand over my stomach and snuggles up beside me like he always does. The boys always make fun of us when we do such things but we never really care and just joke back. 

"There we have the couple stuff again,"Minho says smiling. I hit him on the back of his head and wrap my arm around Newt, sticking my tongue out to Minho. 

"Slim it Minho, let them be in love." Alby smiles now and he earns a slap on the back of his head from Newt. He looks at me and he smiles. Our heads are really close to each other now, making a blush appear on my cheeks so I hide my face against his warm chest. 

"Aw, look at them," Gally says now and I start to giggle. The boys always say my laugh is very catchy so in no time they're all laughing their asses off. 

"Stop it," I say as I yawn. This day was very exhausting Soccer is very exhausting. And especially, the boys are very exhausting. 

"Should I take you to your bed?" Newt asks as he stands up and picks me up in bride-style. I snuggle up against his chest as far as I can move in his arms, and I close my eyes. "I'll take that as a yes." 

"Goodnight lovebirds," Fry says as I feel Newt starting to walk away. 

"Goodnight losers," I yell back and I hear them laugh.

The builders build a small cabin for me to sleep in since I'm the only girl here and the keepers don't trust the other gladers when I sleep among them. Newt carries me to my cabin and lays me down on my bed. He tucks me in and wants to walk away but I grab his hand so he turns around. 

"What is it, love?" He asks.

"Will you stay?" I ask innocently and he smiles. 

"Of course," I move to the side so he can lie next to me. He takes off his shirt and steps into the bed next to me. "Goodnight love." He wraps his arms around my waist. He looks into my eyes and smiles. "I love you." He says next and my heartbeat stops. He loves me.

"I love you too," I say back and his smile just became bigger. 

"Can I..?" He asks carefully before moving closer until our lips are almost touching. I nod and he licks his lips before smacking them onto mine. Fireworks seem to explode in my stomach as our lips move in sync with each other. Soon enough this tender kiss ends in a passionately makeout session. He pushes his hips against mine and I grab his hair, pulling it softly. He moans against my mouth and he turns me to the side so he's on top of me. He leans over me, not letting our lips separate. I've been waiting for this moment since I first realized I was in love with him.

Meet turns me around again making me being on top. I let my fingers trace his stomach as he tries to take off my shirt. We let our lips separate for a moment and I take my shirt off. He licks his lips and pulls me back kissing them again.

---

After an endless making out session we fell asleep. I lay on top of him, without a shirt and shorts and he lies beneath me, without a shirt and pants. Nothing more happens then just kissing and touching but it was more than I could've ever asked for.

[indecisive-fandom-gurl-blog]

I’ll read to you

Newt x reader

Info⬇️

Fandom—The Maze Runner (specifically, The Scorch Trials)

Pairing—Newt x reader

A/N—ok I literally stan TMR! Also I am sorry this is so short I just wanted to post something original.

And remember, reblogging ALWAYS helps!

I luv u all🖤appreciate u all🖤 and enjoy

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You and the others made it to the new facility. Free of worries. You were so happy to take a shower, have new clothes, and be able to sleep in an actual bed. You remember meeting Teresa for the first time, since you and Teresa had been the only girls in the glade, though you’d been there way longer. So you remember being a little jealous when another girl came up in the box. You two have since then gotten along. Being able to relate to her. Talk about boys. Well, you’d just talk about Newt, your boyfriend. You loved him, you really did.

~time passes~

You got out of the shower after washing your hair, wrapped a towel around yourself, and went to the mirror to see yourself. You then walked to the room to gather your new clothes, the boys all looked at you. Newt was on his bed reading a book the facility had given him. Without even looking he said, “keep your eyes where they belong shanks.” You grabbed your clothes from off your bed, went to the bathroom to change into some black leggings and a purple shirt, then came back. Looking at the clock, it was now 10:30, and the boys were dozing off to sleep. You climbed up to Newt’s bunk. He was sitting up, his legs spread apart, reading his novel. He looked at you, acknowledging your presence, as you laid in between his legs, your head resting on his stomach. His arms wrapped around your head, resting on your chest with book still in hand. “What’re you reading?” You asked quietly. “It’s called the princess bride,” he replied, “I’ll read it to you” he gestured. You nodded and he began to read aloud. But soon you fell asleep in the beautiful British boy’s arms.

I HOPE U ENJOYED🖤

[tmrr-imaginez]

Eavesdropping

The night sky was glittering above you but the edges of you vision were blocked by the maze walls. Each time the hammock rocked the stone walls entered your peripheral vision marring the beauty of the stars. The slight breeze that was swinging you stopped and the stillness felt eerie and your ears strained for any sounds to penetrate the growing silence.

A shift of your head and a glance at the other sleeping gladers told you that no one else seemed to be bothered by this unearthly quiet. Turning you face upwards again you sat up and got out of the lightly woven hammock removing the thin, but warm blanket from your body.

Your bare feet hitting the cool ground sent shivers racing down your spine and shooting goosebumps along your arms. You started to tip toe towards towards the distant embers that had been that nights bonfire but quickly stepped back again to grab your blanket, the air was just at that uncomfortable temperature.

Approaching the fire your ears started to pick up the occasional crackle and pop. The noise somehow comforted you. It was familiar. Safe. You selected your favourite log and sat down wrapping yourself in the cloth, staring into the dying fire. The night had been loud and bright. The boys had partied long into the night, drinking mugs upon mugs of light alcohol, the amount had far from paled in comparison of how much of Frypan’s broth had been consumed.

Absentmindedly your fingers searched the nearby ground to find a twig or two before tossing them gently into the warmth. Your eyes lit up as the twigs caught and burned brightly for a few seconds before crumpling into ashes. Spurred by the light you stood and tossed a larger plank onto the fire to help the fire stay alive.

After sitting back down again you rolled sideways to lie on your side facing the fire, flickering shadows danced and the heat was pleasant. Your eyelids did what anyone else’s would have done, they started to droop, before finally closing. You lay there. Surrounded in your brown blanket listening to the fire chuckle away slowly eating the wood.

Before long you heard foot steps, so you cracked an eye open and watched as Newt and Minho rounded the log pile on the other side of fire and slumped down to the ground, both leaning against a tree trunk.

“Eighteen days Minho, eighteen days.” Newt let his head role back so his face was lit by the stars and his chin and neck ghosted by the light of the flames. Minho shuffled one leg out to be straight in front of him before replying,

“Are we still talking about how long it’s been since we got a decent meal out of the kitchens,” he grinned sliding his eyes towards Newt. “ or something else?” It was then you realised that they hadn’t noticed that you were laying on the other side of the flames listening to them but you were a curious person so you stayed still and listened.

“No, I mean her. Since she came up in the box. I don’t know what to do with her.” He brought his head back down to watch the flames, running his fingers through his silky blonde waves. “She seems to be good at everything. Except for cutting down trees. I just don’t know where to put her.”

“She has the speed and smarts for a runner and we need more runners. Why don’t you put her there? She can run with me until she’s learnt enough to go out there on her own.”

“But she makes amazing food, I don’t know if I can pass that up,” Newt and Minho chuckled, “seriously though, being a runner is dangerous. It’s hard and she could get hurt. I’m not sure if I could watch the happen to her. What if she didn’t make it back before the doors closed.” Newt looked at Minho and away again before sighing and muttering, “I think I’m getting fond of the lass, shuck me.”

“Not wanting someone to die in the maze doesn’t mean that you like them you know.” Minho picked up a stick lying next to him and pocked the embers, creating a trail of little star-like ashes floating into the sky. Newt hunched his shoulders and said,

“No, I think I like her more then that, more then what I feel for all you shuck faces, like I think I could really really like her.” Before straightening up again and grabbing the stick from Minho and roughly thrusting it into the fire. The explosion of sparks was sudden and unexpected and would have disguised your gasp if a couple of the floating ashes had not landed on your blanket and started blossoming into a full flame.

You yelped and tossed your blanket away from you and all three of us watched as it began to glow and burn. Newts wide eyes turned to you. And he said something. “What,” you said distractedly still staring in awe and disbelief at your rug.

“How much of that did you hear?”

“All of it.” You smirked stepping closer to him. Newt gulped, his throat bobbing as he look down at you.

“Any chance you could erase that from your mind?”

“Nope!” You said popping the ‘P’ before turning on your heel and heading to the storage shack to get a new blanket.

Comment and message me. Let me know if you guys think this is okay and what your thoughts are. Tell me if you want a part two or if I should just stick to being an artist haha.

Open to corrections as well.

Xx J

[jordanbakeraa]

Imagine 

Newt wondering who you were but getting jealous when you talk to a group of guys and hug one of them

little does he no, you hugged your best friend cause he got you cotton candy for later

[neewtmas]

Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day

So i read that yesterday (21st August) was the Fanfiction Writer Appreciation Day, and since i had like now time yesterday, i’m gonna tag some people now which i consider amazing (fanfic)writers♡ it’s great how all of you take their free time to write stuff for us (for free!) and i want to say a big thank you! Never stop writing, you do an amazing job♡♡

(in this list all fandoms are mixed)

@halfbloodglader @holystilinski @imaginesofeveryfandom @imnoshakespeare @teenwolf-theoriginals @embrace-the-peculiar @writing-obrien @fandomsxreader @shadowhuntingwriting @webslingerholland @fandomyimagines @tom-holla @imagines-tmr @ptwerp @sincerelystiles @bananashemmo @dive-into-the-spidey-life @smutandahalf @acromantulla @starrkillers @peterparkerimagine @lillie-writes @avengeultrons @missjugheadjones @coffeeaddictedauthor @mrsjugheadjonesthethird @killer-barnes @oneshot-manyfandoms @imaginesheaven @imagine-lovebug @teenwolf-imaginesxox @bloodyshuckit-imagines @my-world-of-pure-imagination @themazerunnernewtiscute @newtimagines-tmr @subject-a0 @imagines-all-day-everyday @thatshankcallednewt @newtismybloodyinspiration @mazerunnerstories @newtimaginestars @imagines-in-the-maze @evangelineimagine @newtandthediamonds @mxze-rxnner @cravingnewt @gladerimagines @randomfandomimagine @weasley-imagines

there are many more writing blogs i love but these are the few i can think of rn:)

Some fic recs:

▪ literally everything by @osterfield-haz

▪ the Highschool Au Series by @thatshankcallednewt for all the Gally-girls out there (like @giraffingthetardis:)), seriously my fav gally fanfic

▪ the Tbs Series ‘Love Actually’ by @subject-a0 (one of my all time favourites)

▪literally everything i ever liked♡

[newtandalittlepeter]

Is a bad boy a really bad boy?

Warning:mention of abuse and self harm. Slight cursing. Drunk scene.

"Leave me alone Thomas" I say annoyed as I open my locker. "Come on one date" he says. Thomas. The bad boy. Don't get me wrong, bad boys are total babes. They are funny, strong, athletic, rich, popular and so so hot. But Thomas is different. He's a player bad boy. He gets into fights, arguments with teachers, never does work. But some how always gets good grades and is somehow passing ever single class. I guess that's what girls these days want. The thing is, I knew Tomas since childhood. We were best friends since we were toddlers. We met when we were 3 and ever since then we were close. Until we were 10. 5th grade. He pushed me off the slide and classed me names. I punched him in the face as hard as he can, he got out with a broken nose. Ever since then I hated him. He got with the popular crowd and smoked, drank, played girls. Total of 80 girls. A year. From dating, to hook ups, to flirting, to f buddies, to makeouts. Maybe even more than 80. We are sophmores in high school. Ever since 8th grade he has been trying to get with me when I hit 2 of his strongest hulligan friends. They were touching and flirting. One slapped my butt and the other touched my hair. I could have done worse but I didn't. One I punched and he fell to the floor. The other one I slapped and slammed his head against the wall and walked away. I got detention for 2 weeks but I didn't care. Thomas must have seen the bad ass side of me and he wanted that. "No Thomas. I'm not into you" I say as he leans over and leans on the locker opposite of mine. "Fine. But I will get you to fall for me. Somehow." He says. "Thomas look. Your a asshole. You take everything for granted with no conception. You want every girl that even makes one gaze at you. You want to be rich and popular just to have a voice for yourself. In my opinion your a wanna be. You want to be everything that I hope one day you'll open your eyes and see that you'll never ever be. Your not the tough guy you want to be. Your not the as popular as you want to be. Your not a strong as you want to be. Your not as smart as you can be. And most defently your not the boy with big balls that can f ever girl that you want. And the only girl who doesn't want your tinyy little weenie is me. I'm the one girl who doesn't want you and that's why you like me. Not for who I am. Let me tell you something that I hope you can understand Thomas. I am not into you. Your cocky, a Jack ass, weak and looking for attention. I think you should quit the 'bad boy' title cause I think that it just quite doesn't suit you. Now Thomas if you would excuse me, I have a class to get to. I hope you can make it but if you don't I wouldn't be surprised. I mean who would be? You think that if you skip or be late to class people will see the fake un phony that you just are. No hard feelings? No? Good bye" I say and walk away. Everything I ever wanted to say I finally said. I can hear his friends dieing laughter down the hall and I can feel the gaze that Thomas is putting at my body.

As I walk into class I see people staring at me. I guess everyone heard. Or saw. Whatever I hope they did. I walk to the back corner like everyday. I like the back. I like being out of sight. As I set my stuff onto my desk, I see Thomas and his friends walking in. I don't dare to look up but I know Thomas is staring at me. I hear footsteps and someone sits next to me. I dare to look up and I see Thomas. He put everything out on his desk and he isn't saying anything. I know him enough to say "what are you doing?" I say. "Working. Why? Is that another thing that I am doing wrong or I wanna be a non hard worker?" He says bluntly. "Look. You are a asshole. But that was my anger. I had a long weekend." I say. I wasn't wrong. My dad is a drunk. My mom walked out on him and I when I was young. Ever since then, he never put down a beer bottle. "Dad?" He asks. He knows about my parents. "Don't push it there Thomas" I say getting out the homework from 3 days ago. He does the same. "I know" he says. "Alright class we have a project to do" the teacher says as he walks in. Everyone groans. "I know. But this time I choose your projects" everyone groans again. "I know I know. But what's done is done" he says. He starts putting groups together. "Now finally, Thomas and oh Y/N" he says finally. "NO!" I groan. Thomas looks annoyed. We start the project. I have to say, he isn't as dumb as he looks. "Finished" we say to the teacher. "30 minutes of class left. Talk I guess" he says not looking up whole grading homework. "How are you" I say after a minute of silence. He looks up surprised. "Wow. I'm good. Weird you being nice" he said cringing smirking. "I'm nice" I say defending myself. "Sure" he says scoffing. "Mm. Cause your so nice and perfect" I say. "Aww thank you. That made my day" he said smiling. I scoff a laugh. "Now. How are you" he says. I don't answer. I pull of my sleeves and cross my arms. "Fine" I say "Calm down. No need to he nervous." He said. I looked down and saw my fingers playing with my bracelet. That's what I do when I'm nervous. How does he remember that. "How do you remember I do that" I ask concerned. "I remember a lot about you. I'm not as bad as I used to be. We did used to be best friends" he says crossing his and tapping his foot repeatedly on the ground. "Ya. And we both know why we aren't anymore" I say looking down. "Look. I know I'm a ass. But I'm trying. For my dad" he says. I look at him confused. "My parents divorced 6 years ago. Since then he pushes me to be who I am today because that wasn't who he was when he was in school. He wants me to be the popular, player, school jock asshole" he says honestly. "Why? Wouldn't your dad want you to be yourself. Wouldn't all parents" I ask. "My dad is complicated. You know what. I moved out of his house and with my mom instead. I've been living there for a year. I still visit my dad but not often." He says. "How about your dad? He still him?" He says unsure of the right words to say. "He's my dad. I'm not sure if he is even stable enough to know he's a dad you know? I mean 2 years and I'm out right?" I say awkwardly. He stares at my arms. "He hits you doesn't he?" He says. God gave me a blessing and the bell rings. I quickly pack my bags and I run out of class ignoring his calls for me. It's last period so all o have to do is dodge him in the parking lot. I run up to my car. I see him running after me. I'm not fast enough but I was enough to run to my car door. As soon as I open the door he closes it with his hand. "Thomas?!" I say scared. "Give me your arms" he says demanding. "I have to go" I say trying to move him. He quickly grabs my arms and rolls up the sleeves. I have cuts and bruises. "He abuses you?!" He says hurt and scared. I rip out my arms from him and I somehow push him hard enough and climb into my car. He slams his hands on the Windows repeatedly and says my name. I drive off.

Later

I enter the bar with my cousin Betty. She is a total party girl. I'm only here with her so she doesn't do anything stupid. Again. I sit on a bar stool. I look to my left and I see Thomas. And his friends. Thomas is staring at me. I turn my head. Someone sits next to me and starts talking to me. "Beer?" He says. "No I don't drink" I say. "Come on. One sip" he says. "No. I don't want it" I say uncomfortable. "One tiny little sip" he says pleading. As soon as I open my mouth to say no for the third time he puts the beer to my mouth and pours it in. I'm shocked that I don't even react. He pulls it away and he gets up and goes somewhere else. I start feeling dizzy. He comes back and grabs my wrist and pulls me up. I yelp and he doesn't care. He pulls me to the corner and forces beer down my throat. After 5 minutes of torture he is pulled from me by Thomas and a few of his friends. Thomas punches him repeatedly. I giggle. That man made me drunk off my ass. "Why the bloody he'll did you force beer down a minors throat?" Thomas yells as he punches him again. "Why the hell would you touch her like that" he punches him again. "Why the hell would people touch what's mine" he tells again as he kicks the man in the stomach. "Tale him away" his friends nod and take him outside. "What's your huh?" I say giggling. "I'll tell you what's yours.." I burp. "Your drunk off your bloody ass y/n" he says disappointed. "You know I should drink a little more. Maybe I'll forget where I am and finally let loose" I say and I begin to walk over. He picks me up and carries me to his car. He sets me down and opens the door. "Get in" he said. I then puke on the ground coughing. He pulls my hair behind me and rubs my back. I stand up and I wipe my face with a napkin he gave me. "Nice touch" I say pointing to the napkin. "Jeasus" he said. I weakly get in the car.

"He doesn't love me" I say. "My dad. He doesn't love me" I say sighing. "Why?" He asks. "He's a drunk. He loves nothing but money" I say as I make the money sign with my hands. "One time he came home from being away for 4 weeks and the first thing he asked me was for money. He asked how much money I had. I didn't give it to him and pops got mad mad" I say. "What" he says angrily. "Wellllll yaaaaa. I just told you" I say singing. "You know what Thomas. Your not a horrible guy. You just want what you pleaseee" I say slurring my words. "Wanna know a secret" I say giggling. "But you can't tell anyone. Promiseee?" I say laughing but whispering. "What" he chuckles. "I like you" I giggle and he slams on his breaks. "What!?" He says. "Yupp but shhhhh! I don't want people knowing yet. I was going to tell someone butt I didn't want to" I say clapping my tounge to the roof of my mouth. "You like me?" He asks to make sure. "Nooo I like Thomas Brodie Sangster. The bad boy but soft boy at heart." I say duhhing him. We pull up on a drive way. He runs over and opens my door and says "your staying with me tonight" he says pulling me out gently. "But this isn't my house" I say confused. "Ha this is your place sillyyy" I say giggling. "My house is 14 minutes awayyy" I say. "Ya" he says as he wraps my arm around his neck and wraps his arm around my waist walking up to the door. "Thank God no one is home" he says as he walks in. And the rest of that night was a blur.

I was up to a pounding headache. I check the clock and it says 4:37. I sit up and realize that I'm in a total different bedroom and I'm wearing a boys sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt that is way to big for me. I look out and see someone standing there smoking. "Thomas?" I say walking up.

He turns around. "Hey" he says and turns back around. "What happened?' I ask. "Almsor got raped" he said looking down. "At the bar. Someone forced beer down tour throat. I saved you from him. You were drunk off your ass. You even said some things." He admits. "Like what?" I ask concerned. "Your dad. How he asks you for money. How he is gone for weeks and comes home makes you give him money" he says. I remember. Even when I said "I liked you" I said putting my hands up to my head. "I was drunk ok" I say defending myself as he giggles. He throws his cigarette away and turns to me. "It's ok love, I like you too. And your staying with me away from your father for s little bit" he says. "What? I'm fine!" I say. "The bruised and cuts all over your body say otherwise" he says. I look down and he grabs the bottom of my shirt and kissed me. I kissed back. He let's go slowly. "Your so hard to figure out Y/N" he says looking into my eyes. "Stop figuring me out and start kissing me" I smile amd he doesn't hesitate to kiss back. That moment left me questioning. Is a bad boy really a bad boy?

[tmrimagine]

Imagine the boys having a pick up line contest

Minho: Are your eyes the maze?

You: ...no?

Minho: cuz I'm lost in them

You: no.. just, no

-

Newt: are you a runner?

You: *looks at him confused af*

Newt: cuz you've been running through my mind all day

You: please stop

Z

Gally: Are you a med-jack?

You: seriously, you too?

Gally: lemme finish

You: *sigh*

Gally: cuz I'm dying for you

You: good

-

Thomas: are you from heaven?

You: yeah I died 20 years ago

Thomas: *confused*

You: along with that pick up line

Thomas: ..

Thomas: ..

Minho: bURN

[weird-alien-bean]

Imagine: Another glader tries to harm you, so Newt knocks them out. #MazeRunnerEdit #NewtImagine #ThomasSangster