WAIT DO YOU TAKE REQUESTS? BTW YOUR WRITING IS SO COOL

WAIT DO YOU TAKE REQUESTS? BTW YOUR WRITING IS SO COOL ‼️

Yasss, I do, also tyyyyy!!! ♡

Blond

Blond (Newt x Reader)

Word Count: 597 words

Warnings: staring (how dare he)

Summary: the hut is lit, and you need to deliver a message, but voices come from inside, do you enter?

voices sounds from a hut, lights still on despite the moon being high in the sky, and you see the outline of three people, talking inside. you hover outside, not sure whether to enter or not. on one hand, Alby wanted you to bring Thomas to him, but you didn’t fancy interrupting this conversation. taking a deep breath, you bounce on the balls of your feet and push open the door.

the three boys inside turn to look at you, the blond one doing a double take. you recognise Thomas of course, and that one must be Minho, the keeper of the runners. the blond boy, who was now staring, almost transfixed, at you, you had seen around the glade, yet never talked to. you rack your brains, trying to remember his name. it begun with N, you know that much.

“yeah, y/n”, Thomas leans back in his chair, looking round at you. “Alby wants you.” you are finding the boy’s staring to be quite distracting, it looks as though he had been hit on the back of the head. Thomas gets to his feet, sighing quietly, “I’ll see you two tomorrow.” Minho nods, with dire warnings of feeding him to the grievers if he dared oversleep. he looks over at the other boy, and Minho snaps his fingers in front of his face.

“huh?” he shakes his head a little, not taking his eyes off you.

“Thomas is going now.” Minho is looking from you to the boy. then a grin spreads across his face. he says in a singsong voice, “looks like Newt has a crush.” that was it, Newt.

Newt’s face was turning red and he finally wrenched his eyes from you to look at Minho. “shut up” he muttered, though ruining the effect by the corners of his lips tilting upwards involuntarily.

you feel your own cheeks go red. Minho is grinning even more widely. “You know what, why don’t I take Thomas to Alby.”

“Minho I’m not a child-“

Minho cuts him off with a jerk of his head to you and Newt. understanding crosses his face and he grins too, “yeah good idea.”and with that, they were out the door, laughing at their own genius.

you and the boy sit in silence, looking at your own hands. “so”, you start awkwardly. he looks up at you, “so?”

“god this is awkward.” he smiles,

“when a get my hands on Minho.” he hits his own hand with his fist and you grin.

you’re surprised how easy it is to talk to Newt. as former runner himself, until an injury he would not tell anyone the cause of, forced him leave, you wouldn’t have been surprised if he felt resentment towards you and the other runners.

however his kind, gentle personality would make it seem almost impossible for him to feel anything like that. after a while, you stop talking and just stare at each other, each thinking their own thoughts. thinking. thinking.

a rap on the door brings you to your senses, you jump to your feet as Thomas and Minho come into the room, looking between the two of you. “So, how did you two get on”, Minho said in an innocent voice.

Newt narrowed his eyes, smiling, and put one foot backwards, leaning forwards, “I’ll give you a five second head start”

Minho laughs and sprints out the door, Newt limping close behind him.

you lean on the doorframe watching the two boys, smiling to yourself. yep, you had never been so sure of anything before. that boy was the one for you.

(Happy weekend y’all)

Runner

Runner (Newt x Reader)

Word Count: 445 words (short but sweet, like my sister)

Warnings: kissing (for the first time in ages), hugging, cuddling (wait those are the same thing, ah, it’s late)

Summary: when you return from the maxe, Newt has to make sure you’re alright. (me just realising, I start lots of my summaries with ‘when you’, yes very creative, well done me)

you hoist your pack a little higher onto your shoulder, getting ready to follow Minho into the maze. Newt stands a couple metres away, resting his chin on his fist, looking between you and his friend anxiously. you smile at him, and he smiles back though you can see the worry behind his gentle eyes.

Minho orders everyone to move out and you start to follow him before being almost knocked over by Newt’s hug. “be careful” he whispers in your ear. you give him another smile and kiss him on the nose. “I will.”

as you start to move away from him, he calls out, “if you die, I’ll kill you y/n”. you laugh, wave and follow Minho into the maze.

*

you face is red, and sweat dampens your hair as you hold onto your knees, panting. looking up you see the blond boy, previously pacing around the glade, running, or rather, hobbling towards you.

he hugs you hard, then hold you at arms length, inspecting you, for even the slightest injury. “lay off Newt, she’s fine.” Minho comes out of the maze behind you, laughing at the look of concentration on his face.

he sighs and releases you, “I’m sorry, I’m just-“

“If anyone has a right to hate that place, it’s you”

you smiles gratefully at you. “Are you tired?”

“No, I’m feeling quite energetic, ready for another run” you joke.

he laughs quietly, sweeping you into his arms, ignoring Minho’s loud wolf whistles behind him. he carries you to his hut, shutting the door with his foot, and setting you down gently in his hammock.

your eyelids grow heavy almost as soon as you lie down, you hold his hand, breathing deeply, until sleep washes over you.

sunlight seeps through your closed eyelids, creating a red glow. you raise your head slightly, blinking sleep from your eyes. you see Newt curled next to you, his arms around you.

you start to get up, you needed to meet Minho, he always liked to start early. Newt groans and holds onto you. “Newt” laughter edges your voice, “I need to wake up now.”

“Why?” his voice tired.

“I’m a runner now, I need to meet Minho”

“Minho, shminho” he scoffs, but his voice softens as he looks at your face, “I’ll handle it.”

you bend down in front of him, “you can’t keep me safe forever.”

“I’m bloody well gonna try.” he pulls you towards him and kisses you, “you’re not getting hurt if I can help it”

“but you won’t always be able to help it.” he looks at you, amusement and seriousness flashing in his eyes.

“We’ll see about that”

Daisy Chains

Daisy Chains (Newt x Reader)

Word count: 544

Warnings: kissing, caught, romance, (still really bad at figuring out what to put here)

Summary: you and Newt find a private spot in the forest, though you soon realise is wasn’t as private as you thought.

your head rests on Newt’s lap, and you twirl flowers in your fingers. the only sound you hear is the boys gently breathing and the soft sound of the leaves rustling.

“Sit up for a moment”, you do as Newt says and prop yourself up on your elbow.

he slips a ring of daisies on your head, and tells you to face him. “You look beautiful” he plants a gentle kiss on your nose, and you smile.

“Your turn now”. he looks confused as you twist a small blue flower into his sandy hair. he laughs softly, leaning back on his elbows and letting you fall back on his lap.

Newt, taps you on the shoulder and points into the leaves. a small lizard crawls across a branch, making the leaves rustle.

“Beetle blade” he confirms.

“There’s something quite beautiful about them” you whisper so as not to spook the small creature, or rather robot, you suppose.

“Mm” Newt doesn’t sound convinced.

“I’m serious”

“Maybe you just have a thing for lizards”

you turn and smile at him, “is that a problem love”. he grins and speaks against your lips,

“Not at all”

you run a hand through his hair, looking at him in his dark, gentle eyes.

“I love you”

“I love you more”

you scoff, but wrap your arms around his neck, your noses touching. his hair flies into his eyes, making you laugh as he tries to blow it away from his face.

his hand holds your chin as he lean in for a kiss, which you return instantly.

without breaking apart, a his hands reach down to your hips and you hold a handful of his sweet smelling, track hoe, tank top.

a small rustle makes you turn your head. “Damn it Chuck” Minho’s voice comes from behind a tree. “Sorry” the young boy looks up sheepishly from the ground where he had evidently just fallen.

Minho steps out from behind the tree, calling to Thomas that their “cover has been blown”. the three boys gather in the clearing you and Newt sat, Chuck wiping dirt from his clothes.

Newt stands up, pulling you with him. “What are you shanks doing here”

“I could ask you two the same question” Minho is wearing his usual smirk.

Thomas and Chuck are also looking at you. you turn towards Newt and see his face glowing red.

“Shut up Minho”. Minho laughs and you suddenly wonder something, “How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough” Thomas grins at you. “I didn’t know you had a thing for lizards y/n”

“You didn’t” Minho looks incredulously at Thomas, “you haven’t seen the way she looks at this one” he jerks his head towards Newt, making his cheeks, if it were possible, turn even redder.

“Ha, ha” sarcasm lacing every syllable, which only makes the others crack up more.

“Come on y/n, let’s leave these shanks to it” he takes your hand and starts moving away.

“You look good in blue Newt,” Minho calls after you, “goes with your hair”

A cut for a kiss

A cut for a kiss (Newt x Reader)

Word Count: 472 words (sorry it’s so short)

Warnings: kissing, teenagers (exciting), caught, mild self harm/faking injuries, I have no idea what else to put here.

Summary: Newt is constantly ‘hurting himself’ forcing him to go to the med jacks hut. but you soon learn he has motives other than to heal.

you sit on a stool, flicking through a book that looked like it had been untouched for at least a year. a knock sounds at the door and you sigh quietly, knowing full well who was standing on the other side.

sure enough, when the door swings open, a very familiar sandy haired boy stands there, and you see his dark eyes light up when he sees you.

“what is it this time Newt”. he stretches out his hands, showing thorn pricks too perfect to be real.

you roll your eyes at him and sit him down on a cot, rummaging around for bandages. you move back to him, white cotton in hand.

he watches, almost too eagerly, as you bind his hands. his mouth opens like he’s about to say something, but he shakes his head a fraction and closes it.

you finish bandaging Newt’s cuts and see his face fall slightly as you swing the door open, gesturing him to leave. he stands up slowly, but you stop him just before he can walk through the door.

“Newt”

“Mhm”

“You can’t keep faking injures to come here”. A red flush creeps along his cheeks, “I-I-“ he stutters.

“I’m not stupid Newt”. he looks at you in the eyes, “I never did nor ever will call you stupid”

you look at him, mouth hanging open slightly, not expecting his response. he keeps looking deep into your eyes, and you turn away as you feel flush spreading down your neck.

a smile spreads involuntarily across your lips and you find yourself lost for words. he smirks saying quietly, “I like you Y/N”

your heart thumps faster and you look back at him, smiling, “I like you too”.

his eyes show surprise as you approach him, taking his hand. he pulls you closer, your faces an inch away from each other, his hot breath tingling your face.

you drag him backwards until he is pressing you against a wall of the med jack hut. his face presses into your neck and his sweet, earthy smell hits your nose.

his lips find yours and you run a hand through his hair. you pull him closer still wrapping your arms around his neck gripping the back of his shirt, still latched to him by the lips.

“You two having fun”

you and newt break apart, looking towards the door. Minho stands there smirking, “I was wondering where you had got to Newt, Alby wants you”

“Ably can wait” Newts cheek glowed red and you could only expect your’s did too. Minho grins at us, “I’ll let you two carry on then”. he slides the door closed, no doubt to spread the word that Newt and the new med jack were making out in one of the huts.

you look sheepishly back at Newt and find his eyes already on you. you both grin at each other and move back together, your lips meeting.

(sorry if it’s bad, still a learner right here)

Together

Together (Newt x Reader)

Word Count: 537 words

Warnings: mentions of Newt’s incident, suicidal thoughts, hugging

Summary: when you and Minho arn’t back before the doors start closing, Newt is getting worried.

the sun creeps below the walls of the maze and you turn to Minho, I worried expression on your face. he’s looking around, anxiously, the usual amused glint in his eyes gone.

you both know what will happen if those doors close with you still out here. as if on cue, a griever clicks from far off and Minho increases his pace so you are pretty much sprinting around the narrow pathways.

“Where is it” Minho mutters to himself, while you glance at the sky which is turning steadily from orange to black.

Then the grinding starts. Minho grabs your wrist and sprints towards the sound of the giant doors closing. you rush down the paths, hair flying into your eyes.

finally, Minho stops and you almost slam into him. a pair of gigantic doors stand about two hundred metres away from you and through the closing gap you see the crowd of gladers watching you two.

“hey, there they are!” a voice echoes towards them and the group starts shouting at you to hurry.

your eyes fall on Newt, running his hands through his hair, looking just about ready to pull chunks of it out in worry. Minho gives you a push forwards and you begin rushing after him.

the grinding of the doors and screams of the gladers ring in your head as you will your legs to move faster. the gap between the doors is no more than a metre now, still closing. Minho hurtles forwards first, and you slide in after him, just as the doors squeal shut behind you.

you slam into Newt, knocking you both flying into the ground, each hugging so tightly to each other you can’t breathe. from beneath you, you can hear his racing heart and short, quick breaths. he’s muttering over and over again, “oh my god, oh my god.” after a good few minutes of lying there, curled on the ground, he gets to his feet, pulling you with him and examining you with shaking hands.

“are you okay”

you shrug, your heart still beating faster than it should.

“I hate this” Newt blurts out suddenly.

“hate what?”

“I hate how much I care about you”

you look at him and still see worry etching shadows in his pale face.

“If you hadn’t come back,” he pauses, “if you hadn’t come back it’d be back up the ivy, and this time I’d find a high enough wall”

you put him at arms length and look at him in the eyes. “don’t Newt, please”

“I’m sorry,” he hugs you, breathing in your ear, “I didn’t mean to upset you”

you shake your head, “it’s okay, just let’s not talk about,” you don’t finish the sentence. you don’t need to.

“let’s make a promise”

“oh yeah”

“I’ll promise not to die, if your promise not to die”

you smile at him, “I like that promise.”

“that’s settled then,” he looks at you, “we’re going to get out of here and make it to somewhere safe, together. I promise”

you grin and let him convince you what he is saying is true.

neither of your were going to die, you were going to get out of this alive. together.

(sobbing cause they have no idea what’s coming 😭)