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Read My Name
Newt x reader
Movie: the Maze Runner
Soulmate!AU
Where the name of the soulmate is like a tattoo over your wrist, and it will fade away when you have found each other.
The moment you had opened your (Eye color) eyes, the darkness surrounded you and the blinking green light that had a following loud alarm to it. The alarm ringed into your ears, making you lean forward and try to block out the sound.
The one word that had been on your wrist your whole life burned, or you felt it was burning. By the way, it was itching and you gritted your teeth together. However, the alarm soon stopped and you blinked - narrowed your eyes and felt lightheaded. You needed air.
Your whole body laid limp on the metal floor, your eyes turned downwards and saw only the pitch black hole that kept mocking you somehow. How had you ended up here? But the question did not get any answers, as you saw that the darkness around you turned into the light - you moved around, frowned and covered your (Eye color) eyes. “Someone new?” A voice calls out, as you hear a loud sound and made the metal floor shake underneath you.
A groan escaped your lips, alerting the person that someone else was within this metal cage. “A girl!” The same voice called out, as by that answer more voices called out. You did not register what were said, but moved your hand away from your eyes and saw a tall figure that hovered above you.
His eyes widen somewhat, as he called out another name - “Newt!” You frowned, not liking the loud voice he screamed in. But the other voices suddenly went quiet, and another rumble went through the metal floor. “What the bloody hell are you tal-” but the british voice came to a sudden halt, you tilted your head to the side and narrowed your eyes.
The silhouette of another figure stood by the first one, and as you placed your hands against the cool metal floor and pushed yourself up - your (Hair color) hair was glued to your forehead and cheeks. A clear sign that something had happened to you, but you could not remember anything. Your mind was blank, but the only thing you knew about yourself was your name: (Your name).
“Are you alright?” The british voice spoke up once again, you lifted your gaze and looked into two chocolate brown eyes. Your heart sped off at the look that went through them, your breaths came out quickly and you started to back up against the wall of the cage.
However, wooden boxes prevented you from getting too far away from the two boys. The first one, an Asian and the Britain that looked at each other. The dirty blonde-haired boy nodded once and took a deep breath. “Can you remember anything?” The British asked, his voice showed the concern he felt for you - knelt down before you as the Asian boy climbed out from the metal cage. Other boys surrounded the opening, but as the Asian boy called out that everyone should leave - they did so.
Your (Eye color) eyes turned back at the dirty blonde-haired boy, his face smudged with dirt and sweat. However, you found that somewhat funny looking. The boy himself looked handsome, but as your eyes locked themselves with his - something more was hidden underneath them. With a quick gaze downwards to your wrist, you did not see the word that had been there for the beginning; Newt.
Your gaze held confusion as you did not understand, but the boy lifted his own wrist - where the name of his chosen one would be, but no name. Had he found his? “Newt?” You tried slowly, Newt nodded slowly and smiled towards you.
“(Your name).” It was not a question, but a statement from him. You nodded and placed a hand over your mouth, your body started to shake and your eyes started to tear up. Newt’s eyes widen, as he swallowed and blinked. Not knowing what to do, but he let his instinct take over - he crawled over to you and pulled you close to his body.
His arms wrapped around your body, you sat there dumbfounded and did not know what to do. But after a few seconds, you slowly lifted your own arms and wrapped your arms around him as well. His grip around you tightened, your (Hair color) fell over your eyes as you placed your forehead against his shoulder. You smelled the sweat and dirt, but also something else - a natural scent that came from his bare skin.
You could not place it, but you loved it.
It had been three weeks after you had stepped out of the metal cage but told it was a lift that only went down when no one was inside if - they had tried to escape that way. But somehow that had not worked, and you found yourself the only girl in the Glade. The place where it was the safest to place to be, inside those giant gates that would open every morning and close every night; a living hell lived behind those gates.
You had questioned the reason of people running into the living hell; Runners were the people that went into the Maze. You had been told that you needed to find a job within the Glade, and soon found your place beside Frypan. The ‘cook’ of the Glade. You soon liked your place with the many boys, as your soulmate; Newt had been kind and helped you out.
Some boy in the Glade had no names on their wrist, but sadly they did not remember anything. Some others had names on their wrist, hoping that they would be given the chance to met their chosen one. You and Newt had been lucky for that to happen, as you both had been taken away from the life you once had.
Somewhat you were happy that you had not met him before, the thought that you might have forgotten him pained you. To never remember the way his eyes would shine your world up, how his words would give you the strength to fight back and you loved him for he was Newt. The only one that had seen you for who you were, loved every flaw that you had - as you loved every flaw that he had.
Beyond [Prolog]
Hello,
this is my first fan fiction written in english, so i am sorry for mistakes.
This is a self-insert Maze Runner fan fiction, and is also Newt x Reader.
This chapter is just the introduction.
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Before
“Hey, how was your mission?“
“Ah, don´t ask! It was fine. What happened when I was gone?”
“Don´t change the topic Y/N! You know what you and your guys are called nowadays?” The girl with fluffy blond hair had an angry look on her face as she scolded her friend.
Since her brother was sent off to the facility six month ago she hadn´t had heard a single word from him. The only thing she ever heard about him was the weekly report about the test subjects generally and there wasn´t anything out of the ordinary. She missed him dearly and now her stupid best friend seemed to try to get herself killed. The girl next to her just rolled her eyes.
“What?”
“Team Beyond Suicidal! The TBS for short! Bloody hell Y/N you need to be more careful. You can´t just go into an area and start to clean it out! You need to think before you and your unit move or you will die!”
Tears started to fall and Y/N watched her friend cry silently. She knew her friend hadn´t had it easy since her brother was taken. Hell, she herself missed that stupid brat, a little. But that was something she would never admit. The three came to Wicked at the same time and her brother was the same age as Y/N. They had a few classes together and she grew fond of the siblings.
A sigh escaped her and she stopped walking through those endless corridors.
“I am sorry Lizzy., all right. I will be more careful the next time. I promise. You know I wouldn´t be out there if I couldn´t handle myself.”
“Really? I… I couldn´t bear to lose you as well.” Her tears fell freely now but she didn´t care.
“Hey don´t say that. Your stupid brother will be fine. Heck, I´m sure his Maze will be the first to finish the tests.”
“You… You think so? Really?”
“Yes, or else he owes me 20 bucks!” This comment made Lizzy chuckle.
It wasn´t uncommon for the people from the defense squad to place bets on the experiments. With this, the defense member and the laboratory assistant went to the dining hall. But it was the true. Y/N´s squad was called Team Beyond Suicidal for a reason. They were the first to run straight into danger. All squad members had special combat and medical training, but Team 13 were mad like the Cranks they fought themselves.
Beyond [Part 1/10]
Hello,
this is my first fan fiction written in english, so i am sorry for mistakes.
This is a self-insert Maze Runner fan fiction, and is also Newt x Reader.
The previous chapter is more or less a Prolog.
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“So Y/N, your little friend alright? Saw you guys being all girly and shit.”
“Yeah, Lizzy is fine. She is just a little bit overprotective.”
“So you didn´t tell her how close it really was?” The elder guy with fire red hair chuckled.
“Oh shut up! As if you are always so honest with your friends at the experimental department, Jake.”
Instead of an answer the elder boy only grunted. Your talk with Lizzy laid some days back, but you never told her, that you guys just barely made it out the last time. Those cranks were scary but you couldn´t leave Wicked. That was just not an option, even if you knew how fucked up the world was, but you didn´t want to creep Lizzy out of her mind by telling her what you experienced every day. She would only worry more than she already did.
You and Jake just finished checking the equipment for your next mission. So now you could spent some time with your friend. Lizzy worked at the laboratory. Something about developing half organic, half metal weapons to fight against the cranks. In the future those weapons would replace you and the other defense members in order to protect the city and the citizens. That was also a reason why Lizzy worked so hard. She wanted you to leave the active fighters. You couldn´t find her at her normal work space. It took you a while but you found her at one of your hiding places. One you hadn´t used since her brother went into the Maze.
“Hey Lizzy, what´s wrong?” You creeped closer to your friend. You could hear her sniffing as if she were crying.
“He… he…“ But your friend couldn´t say anything more before another whine left her.
“Hey shhh, everything is fine Liz. I am here, I will protect you ok? Now breathe. I can´t help you if I don´t know what´s going on.”
She did what you told her. Lizzy breathed slowly in and out. When she tried to talk again her big brown eyes were teary from all the crying.
“He is going to kill himself.”
Your body froze. Kill himself? Who? And when? That didn´t make sense! Why would she be so sad instead of doing something? Oh no…
“Y- You don´t mean him, him? Who told you this?!”
“A… a friend. I… I needed to know. They never said anything specific. I just needed to know. … He will try to kill himself. The cameras recorded him talking to himself about it. He made a plan! He will do it the next time they send someone up, when everybody is distracted! ”
She was nearly screaming at the end. You were shocked. What should you do? Your friend was at the brink of a panic attack. And all because of this stupid Brit! Shit! You needed to do something! But… what could you do? You hadn´t many options. All you could do was try and calm her down but that wouldn´t work. You had known Lizzy long enough to realise it wasn´t worth trying. Your mind went into overdrive. Before you could come to a solution the blonde Brit grasped your hands with a force you never knew she had. Her eyes seemed to pierce into your soul.
“You need to get him out! You need to look out for him! Please I am begging you! Help him!”
It took you a moment to realize what she was asking you. She wanted you to run and ruin one of the few experiments that might produce a cure for the flare.
“Lizzy I… I can´t…”
“Please! Y/N I´m begging you…!”
You stopped her right there. It wasn´t that you didn´t want to go and save her brother. You genuinely wanted to help him but…
“Stop! Lizzy stop. Even if I could just walk into the maze, straight to him and I then… I don´t know what. Tell him everything is fine or take him out of there? That what he is doing might help hundreds of people? He wouldn´t know who I am and you know it. They erased their memories! It was necessary in order to build a community and strengthen their ambition. I don´t even know what they else do to him and the others, but Ava would have my head for ruining something so big! Not to mention that there is no way for me to get into the maze.”
“My friend can do it. He can get you in. He is smart! We could arrange wrong delivery papers. Make it look like you were sent to the wrong maze. He will cover for you. They already broke Newt, please don´t let them kill him as well! You are the only one I can turn to. Help me.”
The whole time you were kneeling before Lizzy. But after she said that, you had to sit down. Perhaps she - or her friend - could smuggle you into the maze. Maybe you could save him.
A Ruthless Game ( Part 1)
Movie: The Maze Runner AU
Characters: Newt x Reader
Warning: Cussing
Written by: Lauren
Request: An imagine where the reader and newt get into a heated argument but end up making out and confessing their feelings for each other?
(A/N) This part of the imagine isn’t the full thing of the nonie’s request, but it will be with the parts to come.
i. Reader
I pushed open the classroom door with much force, causing it to slam against the wall hard, and make a loud booming sound that immediately echoed around the hallway. I angrily walked out of the classroom with the piece of paper in my hand, my mind replaying the teachers words again and again over in my head like a spoiled record player. The piece of paper that had my grade written clearly and boldly in red at the front only made my crumble it further into a crinkled mess as I marched down the hallway and towards my lockers. From the corner of my eye, I could see students turning their heads towards my direction to see what was causing all of this loud, noisy wreckage but at that moment, I didn’t care about their opinions. I was beyond fuming, feeling like the flames of hell were being burnt in me. And every time the imagine of his cocky arrogant smirk flashed before my eyes, it only caused the flames to burn brighter and higher like a chemical reaction. Moreover, it only ignited the urge in me to punch his face even more hoping that it would cause a huge bruise which would last for days. Just so that he would get a taste of the bitter medicine I tasted, the sense of failure after all the hard work that I have done over the months.
The sounds of my heels clicking against the tile floor reverberated around the air and my entire composure was bouncing up and down from the way I was walking quickly towards my small innocent locker. I could hear the murmurs of students from the same class as me whispering about what had happened and the grade that I had gotten and it only made me open my locker with a louder slam. I arrogantly shoved my books and notes into the small closed space that the locker offered, forcing all of my anger and irritation onto what I was doing. When the stupid thing didn’t fit in, I let out a loud frustrated groan that almost sounded like a growl and slammed my palm against the metal door. I couldn’t believe it, after the past few years of being the top student in class, my crown was finally overthrown. For once, I wasn’t first as I always would and I absolutely detested it.
“ And the student with the highest grade for this year’s over finals is Issac Newton. Congratulations Issac.”
The words echoed in my mind over and over again, and I could feel myself burning inside out as I stood there, staring at nothing in particular. How many times was this stupid bloody British boy going to take my crown away from me, the crown that I had worn after all these years. Was he going going to take over my spot for valedictorian, the spot that I had been working my arse off for years after everything?
I gritted my teeth in irritation as the thought floated around my mind, like a cloud in the clear blue sky. No fucking way. No way in hell was I going to let this freaking guy take over me spot after everything I have done. If he wanted a war against me, he would be getting it and if working hard every hour of every day was going to get me there to win, then I would be fucking doing it without any hesitations. I wanted that position badly, and nothing, I repeat nothing, was going to get in my way.
“You seem a little frustrated, (Y/N). You should really calm down, high blood pressure isn’t good for you, love. ” The familiar British voice snapped me out of my trance and I immediately glared in the direction of the voice, slamming my locker door shut as I turned to the side to face him. And there he was, leaning against the lockers with his arms crossed against his chest, with a smile on his face with his hair in its usual disheveled mess. Whether his smile was a sincere one or a smile that was meant to mock me, I had no fucking clue but neither did I care.
“Oh I wonder why I am in a state like this Newt, funny how you seemed to be so oblivious to the reason of it. ” I hissed at him, venom clear in my voice, but no matter what my tone of voice was or how hard I was glaring at him, his expression still remained the same. The smirk that was planted on his face only grew wider as he shifted his position.
“ You know second place isn’t really a bad place, I mean yeah it isn’t first but at least its still behind me. Judging from your behavior, you don’t seem to be the kind who likes to not be first very much.” This time, there was definitely a mocking tone behind his words and my fists that were by my side clenched together even harder, ignoring the sharp pain that followed. But somewhere in my mind, there was a voice whispering to me, that this was all a way to taunt me and make me loose my mind even more. He wanted to see me mad, he wanted to see me go insane over him for taking away my crown.
I relaxed the tightly clenched fists that hung by my side before plastering on the mask I wore on so well everyday, the mask of sweetness but with a hidden amount of sass laid underneath it. I took a step forward towards Newt, leaving barely an inch between both of our faces, and immediately, I could see his attention diverted from my eyes to my lips. I smiled sweetly at him, a killer like venom smile with the look of innocent daisies covering it.
“ You have always been second place before this, Newt, surely you must know the true feelings and meaning behind the title of second place. It’s merely a sugarcoated name for first loser.” I bit back the sly smirk that threatened to invade my lips at the sight of anger filling up in Newt’s brown eyes but it was soon gone, like it never happened at all. I crossed my arms in front of my chest as I stood there, relishing the moment of my satisfying glory, till the parade was immediately rained down on the moment an arrogant smirk was plastered across his face.
Newt held his stare with mine for what felt like minutes even though it was actually seconds before he finally moved forward, his mouth now near my ear. The speed of my heart was instantly increased by a tenfold as I felt my strong composure begin to weaken. Even though he hadn’t even spoken a word, the act was still intimate which only caused the surroundings around me to grow hotter.
“ That beautiful mouth of yours (Y/N) can speak many things which may be irritating at times, but I am sure that mouth could be put to good use if provided with the proper guidance. And, darling love,” Newt pulled away and placed his fingers underneath my chin, forcing me to have my eyes meet his that were sparkling with the usual cockiness. “ It is you who is in second place now, not me. Don’t forget, I am not the first loser here but you are.”
And with that, Newt gently released his grip on my chin before giving me a wink, stalking off after that with pride written all over his body figure. As I watch the back of his head move down the school hallway quickly, with him giving the usual winks at girls along the way, I couldn’t help but bite my bottom lip down in anger probably causing blood to draw.
That fucking British boy.
I could feel everyone’s on me as I turned around ready to head in the other direction. It didn’t take me long to know that what had just happened was in front of at least half of the students in our school and that it was going to be the next hot gossip news which was going to be traveling around. But neither did i care about their stupid gossips nor want to be add more mess to the trouble I already have. None of those mattered to me because all that I could think of right then and there as I stalked down the hallway, my hips swaying left to right, was how I was going to destroy Issac Newton piece by piece. Bit. By. Bit.
I ignored the curious, intrigued stares that were cast in my direction and continued walking forward with my head held high. I felt someone join me by my side and from the corner of my eye, I recognized the familiar black hair and blue eyes of my friend, Teresa. Her medium length hair that ended at her shoulders bobbed up and down as she kept up with the pace I was going, showing no difficulty at all.
“ Not sure about you, but the sexual tension between Newt and you just now was just freaking hot and thick. I am pretty sure I wasn’t the only one in the hallway who got turned on by it just now too just by watching you two argue. ” From the corner of my eye, I could see Teresa fanning herself with her hands probably lost in thought about it and I merely rolled my eyes, groaning inwardly.
Teresa wasn’t the only one though.
Three fourth of the entire school were convinced that they stupid theory of sexual tension between Newt and I was true. But just like all misunderstandings and misconceptions that happen usually, this was no different. It was simple, just like a mathematical theory that everyone seems to find hard mainly because of one component they had misunderstood. And, its safe to say with much confidence, that mainly everyone here mistaken my long heart filling hatred for Newt as a sexual tension between us which to me is completely, fucking, bullshit.
“ Don’t be silly, Teresa, you can call it whether the hell you want but at the end of the day, the truth is the truth. I hate him, he hates me, its simple. And this dangerous and reckless game Newt is playing with me will soon be over once he realises what a huge mistake it was. Because when I am done playing checkmate, I will make sure he will be down on his knees with all of his achievements turned into nothing but a piece of his past. Mark my words, Teresa, there can only be one winner within two players on this battlefield, and I am going to make sure its me and me only.”
A Ruthless Game ( Part 1)
Movie: The Maze Runner AU
Characters: Newt x Reader
Warning: Cussing
Written by: Lauren
Request: An imagine where the reader and newt get into a heated argument but end up making out and confessing their feelings for each other?
(A/N) This part of the imagine isn’t the full thing of the nonie’s request, but it will be with the parts to come.
i. Reader
I pushed open the classroom door with much force, causing it to slam against the wall hard, and make a loud booming sound that immediately echoed around the hallway. I angrily walked out of the classroom with the piece of paper in my hand, my mind replaying the teachers words again and again over in my head like a spoiled record player. The piece of paper that had my grade written clearly and boldly in red at the front only made my crumble it further into a crinkled mess as I marched down the hallway and towards my lockers. From the corner of my eye, I could see students turning their heads towards my direction to see what was causing all of this loud, noisy wreckage but at that moment, I didn’t care about their opinions. I was beyond fuming, feeling like the flames of hell were being burnt in me. And every time the imagine of his cocky arrogant smirk flashed before my eyes, it only caused the flames to burn brighter and higher like a chemical reaction. Moreover, it only ignited the urge in me to punch his face even more hoping that it would cause a huge bruise which would last for days. Just so that he would get a taste of the bitter medicine I tasted, the sense of failure after all the hard work that I have done over the months.
The sounds of my heels clicking against the tile floor reverberated around the air and my entire composure was bouncing up and down from the way I was walking quickly towards my small innocent locker. I could hear the murmurs of students from the same class as me whispering about what had happened and the grade that I had gotten and it only made me open my locker with a louder slam. I arrogantly shoved my books and notes into the small closed space that the locker offered, forcing all of my anger and irritation onto what I was doing. When the stupid thing didn’t fit in, I let out a loud frustrated groan that almost sounded like a growl and slammed my palm against the metal door. I couldn’t believe it, after the past few years of being the top student in class, my crown was finally overthrown. For once, I wasn’t first as I always would and I absolutely detested it.
“ And the student with the highest grade for this year’s over finals is Issac Newton. Congratulations Issac.”
The words echoed in my mind over and over again, and I could feel myself burning inside out as I stood there, staring at nothing in particular. How many times was this stupid bloody British boy going to take my crown away from me, the crown that I had worn after all these years. Was he going going to take over my spot for valedictorian, the spot that I had been working my arse off for years after everything?
I gritted my teeth in irritation as the thought floated around my mind, like a cloud in the clear blue sky. No fucking way. No way in hell was I going to let this freaking guy take over me spot after everything I have done. If he wanted a war against me, he would be getting it and if working hard every hour of every day was going to get me there to win, then I would be fucking doing it without any hesitations. I wanted that position badly, and nothing, I repeat nothing, was going to get in my way.
“You seem a little frustrated, (Y/N). You should really calm down, high blood pressure isn’t good for you, love. ” The familiar British voice snapped me out of my trance and I immediately glared in the direction of the voice, slamming my locker door shut as I turned to the side to face him. And there he was, leaning against the lockers with his arms crossed against his chest, with a smile on his face with his hair in its usual disheveled mess. Whether his smile was a sincere one or a smile that was meant to mock me, I had no fucking clue but neither did I care.
“Oh I wonder why I am in a state like this Newt, funny how you seemed to be so oblivious to the reason of it. ” I hissed at him, venom clear in my voice, but no matter what my tone of voice was or how hard I was glaring at him, his expression still remained the same. The smirk that was planted on his face only grew wider as he shifted his position.
“ You know second place isn’t really a bad place, I mean yeah it isn’t first but at least its still behind me. Judging from your behavior, you don’t seem to be the kind who likes to not be first very much.” This time, there was definitely a mocking tone behind his words and my fists that were by my side clenched together even harder, ignoring the sharp pain that followed. But somewhere in my mind, there was a voice whispering to me, that this was all a way to taunt me and make me loose my mind even more. He wanted to see me mad, he wanted to see me go insane over him for taking away my crown.
I relaxed the tightly clenched fists that hung by my side before plastering on the mask I wore on so well everyday, the mask of sweetness but with a hidden amount of sass laid underneath it. I took a step forward towards Newt, leaving barely an inch between both of our faces, and immediately, I could see his attention diverted from my eyes to my lips. I smiled sweetly at him, a killer like venom smile with the look of innocent daisies covering it.
“ You have always been second place before this, Newt, surely you must know the true feelings and meaning behind the title of second place. It’s merely a sugarcoated name for first loser.” I bit back the sly smirk that threatened to invade my lips at the sight of anger filling up in Newt’s brown eyes but it was soon gone, like it never happened at all. I crossed my arms in front of my chest as I stood there, relishing the moment of my satisfying glory, till the parade was immediately rained down on the moment an arrogant smirk was plastered across his face.
Newt held his stare with mine for what felt like minutes even though it was actually seconds before he finally moved forward, his mouth now near my ear. The speed of my heart was instantly increased by a tenfold as I felt my strong composure begin to weaken. Even though he hadn’t even spoken a word, the act was still intimate which only caused the surroundings around me to grow hotter.
“ That beautiful mouth of yours (Y/N) can speak many things which may be irritating at times, but I am sure that mouth could be put to good use if provided with the proper guidance. And, darling love,” Newt pulled away and placed his fingers underneath my chin, forcing me to have my eyes meet his that were sparkling with the usual cockiness. “ It is you who is in second place now, not me. Don’t forget, I am not the first loser here but you are.”
And with that, Newt gently released his grip on my chin before giving me a wink, stalking off after that with pride written all over his body figure. As I watch the back of his head move down the school hallway quickly, with him giving the usual winks at girls along the way, I couldn’t help but bite my bottom lip down in anger probably causing blood to draw.
That fucking British boy.
I could feel everyone’s on me as I turned around ready to head in the other direction. It didn’t take me long to know that what had just happened was in front of at least half of the students in our school and that it was going to be the next hot gossip news which was going to be traveling around. But neither did i care about their stupid gossips nor want to be add more mess to the trouble I already have. None of those mattered to me because all that I could think of right then and there as I stalked down the hallway, my hips swaying left to right, was how I was going to destroy Issac Newton piece by piece. Bit. By. Bit.
I ignored the curious, intrigued stares that were cast in my direction and continued walking forward with my head held high. I felt someone join me by my side and from the corner of my eye, I recognized the familiar black hair and blue eyes of my friend, Teresa. Her medium length hair that ended at her shoulders bobbed up and down as she kept up with the pace I was going, showing no difficulty at all.
“ Not sure about you, but the sexual tension between Newt and you just now was just freaking hot and thick. I am pretty sure I wasn’t the only one in the hallway who got turned on by it just now too just by watching you two argue. ” From the corner of my eye, I could see Teresa fanning herself with her hands probably lost in thought about it and I merely rolled my eyes, groaning inwardly.
Teresa wasn’t the only one though.
Three fourth of the entire school were convinced that they stupid theory of sexual tension between Newt and I was true. But just like all misunderstandings and misconceptions that happen usually, this was no different. It was simple, just like a mathematical theory that everyone seems to find hard mainly because of one component they had misunderstood. And, its safe to say with much confidence, that mainly everyone here mistaken my long heart filling hatred for Newt as a sexual tension between us which to me is completely, fucking, bullshit.
“ Don’t be silly, Teresa, you can call it whether the hell you want but at the end of the day, the truth is the truth. I hate him, he hates me, its simple. And this dangerous and reckless game Newt is playing with me will soon be over once he realises what a huge mistake it was. Because when I am done playing checkmate, I will make sure he will be down on his knees with all of his achievements turned into nothing but a piece of his past. Mark my words, Teresa, there can only be one winner within two players on this battlefield, and I am going to make sure its me and me only.”
This is AMAZING
Hello:))) been reading ur newt hcs and absolutely adored them YOU WRITE HIM SO SWEET. But i was wondering if you would do newt cuddling hcs with a f!reader please? (I haven’t requested for you before so if this isn't the type of thing you do just delete this lol)
thanks<3
hello anon!! i'm happy you like those!! i think that newt is the type of person that treats their s/o gentle !! i hope you like this:))))
Newt who can't keep his hands to himself when you're both cuddling. Newt who would pull you into his chest with your back against him so he can kiss your neck. Newt who would put his arm around your waist just to touch you. Newt who would be crazy and rambles whenever he sees you wear his shirts to cuddle or sleep (and when you ask him why, he says "you look hot- i mean beautiful, wait i didn't mean it like your not hot, cause you are hot, i mean- your hot- wait that's not the point- but you look bloody amazing with my shirt"). Newt who can't sleep without you in his arms. Newt who would be very clingy and glued to you when both of you are alone (he's starved for your attention and affection). Newt who doesn't have a 'favourite cuddle position' but he loves it so much when you rest your head on his chest and just lay there. Newt who runs his fingers through your hair and leave a bunch of kisses all over your face whenever he gets the chance. Newt who sometimes wander his hands underneath your shirt (with consent of course) and he just trace circles all over your skin. Newt who sometimes would just lay in your arms tiredly because he’s exhaused from doing all work, helping around the glade, and having many meetings with Alby and the runners(he's a busy man). Newt who would smell a little more earthy when you guys are cuddling before shower. Newt who prefers to cuddle after shower because he thinks you'll like him more if he smells 'sweet like a candy' when you're both cuddling (he used your soap and shampoo because he said it made him "smell like sweets and vanilla" lol ). Newt who would sleep with you with hardly any space between each other. Newt who loves it when you bury your face in his neck and when you play with his hair. Newt who will always pull you back onto the bed and back into his arms if you try to leave or stop cuddling. ("Newt we have to get up! Alby will be mad at us-" "2 more minutes, please love? i'm sure Alby will be fine without me" "Newt, you said that 20 minutes ago."). Newt who doesn't mind being a big spoon or the little spoon when you're both cuddling. Newt who likes it when his arms are securely around your waist & his face in your hair when he's being the big spoon. Newt's arms will be the place you wake up every morning. Newt who would ask if he can play with your hair every time you're both cuddling (he wants to make sure you're giving him consent even tho you've reassured him that he doesn't need to ask that). Newt who would randomly compliment you when your almost asleep ("your so beautiful. like really bloody beautiful, love"). Newt who would sometimes talk in his sleeps because he gets nightmares when he's cuddling you ("please stay, please. don't go. stay with me." "i'm not going anywhere love"). Newt who would easily get sleepy when you run your hands through his hair. Newt who would fall asleep on top of you, then wakes up only to ask if you're okay, if he made you uncomfortable, and why didn’t you wake him up in his raspy sleepy voice. Newt who would have a staring contest with you and then make stupid faces so you laugh and he wins the contest (later on he tease you about it). Newt who would stay up with you and just have deep conversations as you both cuddle when you can't sleep ("why do people has to lose the person they love first, to realize they're bloody value and worth? doesn't make sense, what do you think?").
I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY MAKING THIS, IT TURNED OUT SO LONGGGG. I'M SORRY IF THIS IS TOO LONG FOR YOU
this is so cute 😍
Men and Tea
Based on this request: “a newt fic with her using the “I like my men like I like my tea” and everyone’s staring at her until she says “hot and British” and newt is just like “hey I’m British” and she’s like “yeah i know” and he’s all blushy, flustered and cute?“
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Is it a terribly dark day, or is it just you? You’re used to life in the Maze. You’re used to the constant feeling of never being able to fully relax, all because of the walls shading your back with every step you take. Sure, you can hang out with your friends, and laugh and joke all you want, but at the end of the day you’re still stuck in the Glade, with no way out. It’s wearing on you today, this knowledge. It’s wearing on everyone.
Everyone can sense it, too. Eventually Alby has had enough of seeing everyone moping around and announces that there’s going to be a Bonfire Night later in the day, which makes the Gladers perk up a little. Bonfire Nights are usually reserved for Greenie Days or particularly thrilling celebrations, so the fact that Alby’s given in and let one happen tonight should say enough about the overall atmosphere of the Glade.
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