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[anyyyass]

Well.. its my first storie/imagines at all so… yeah sorry for any misunderstanding or confusion in my writing style (you can give me a props)

Newt SPY.

(not original plot of movie maze runner)

Spy Newt x reader

Rivals to lovers

‘Hotshot’

pt.1

“Before you two start anything, I need to remind you two that this is WCKED we’re talking about,” Ben, your boss, says to you and Newt with a pointed look. “You will put aside your differences, and you will work together. Got it?”

you both stood looking at each other with disgusted faces... Newt looked at his boss with a pleading look and you looked away and focused on some painting hanging nearby.

“You expect me to work, with her?” Newt remarks arrogantly, tossing you a sideways glare…you crossed her arms looking at him in disbelief. “It’s…ridiculous” his British accent rang in your ears

“No Newt, i don’t expect.. its my order” Ben scanned both of them, his look send shivers down your spine “Any other complains?” he asked in his low voice. Newt shinghs and shake his head as ‘no’.

“You may leave, get ready. Mission starts in 4 hours” and he turns his attention to some papers..

You make your way out of your boss's office, the image of Newt's annoyed expression still burned in your mind.

As you exit the room, you're greeted by Thomas, an equally skilled Spy and your friend, who has a smug expression on his face.

"You're going on the mission…with Newt?" He asks with an amused chuckle. "That's gonna be a fun…Not for you tho" He gives you a friendly pat on your shoulder.

“Don’t say anything…i’m sick of his arrogance, ego and everything he does” You rolled your eyes and glanced at Newt leaving office with small grin on his face. “Maybe i will leave him there?”

"You'll manage," Thomas remarks confidently. "But you're right, I really wouldn't blame you if you left him behind." Thomas manages to pull some of the tension out of the situation like he always used to do, maybe he was little annoying but still he was your one of best friends.

you felt an unpleasant vibration in your stomach, you didn't eat breakfast today which meant you were hungry. You grabbed your stomach and looked at Thomas.

"Uhhhh im starving.." you groaned and rubbed your belly lightly "I'm going to eat something" Thomas nodded slightly waved for goodbye and He disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

You quickly headed to the buffet, paid for a sandwich and sat down at a table where no one was sitting, you needed a moment of peace from everything else. Your thoughts kept coming back to the fact that in just 4 hours you would go on a mission with this annoying boy. Why don't you really like each other? You never answered that question... in fact, neither did he.

While eating the sandwich, you felt someone watching you, almost burning a hole in your body with their eyes. You scanned the room... none other than Mr. Arrogant... he was looking at you with smug expression on his face..when she spotted you looking back he smirked.

You finished eating, you couldn't bear his gaze on you anymore, you got up from the table, threw away the sandwich wrapper and quickly went towards your room. He went after you, he was actually in way to his own room…

You hearing him walking behind you, he was close…you stooped and put your leg under him so he almost tripped, you smoothly grabbed him by his shirt not letting him fall on ground and pin him to a wall

“Don’t stare at me like a creep, i know you find me attractive but you’re in work” she smirk, her face close to his.. his gaze slowly went from her lips to her eyes.

Newt gaze fixed on yours, he is intrigued by your boldness. “Maybe you’re right…” He adds “You’re pretty hot tho…but don’t flatter yourself, hotshot” he added.

A moment of silence, you both looked at each other without saying anything, you noticed that his cheeks were slightly red... You could hear his breathing quietly, which was calm but slightly faster. You felt the slight beat of his heart and something else in his eyes, a small twinkle in his eyes as he looked at you, for a moment because he looked away... and his old arrogant facial expression came back.

Suddenly someone walk from behind wall and catch them, it was Thomas. At first he didn’t notice them he was bussy reading something on candy wrapper but he raised his head and looked at them, close to each other… he raised his eyebrows and smirked at the view, he let out a soft whistle

"Did I interrupt something?" He asks with a teasing smirk.

Newt's expression remains confused for a moment, although something about the way Thomas is looking at the two of you seems to make a light go off inside his head. He goes to say something, but you speak first.

"Don't worry about it," You remark casually, trying to play it off like nothing happened. "We're just having a… talk."

After a few minutes of awkward silence, you took a few steps back, freeing Newt from being pinned to the wall. "I'll see you on the mission" you turned around and went to your room without looking back.. You left your things from pockets on the desk in your room and lay down on the small military bed, it was surprisingly very comfortable for such a ridiculously constructed bed.

you slowly fell asleep...

You woke up to the alarm vibrating on your desk, you got up and looked at the clock and it went off... 20 minutes. You quickly went to the bathroom, got ready, put on your uniform and left the room, heading towards Newt's room.

Once you were in front, you didn't waste any time and rushed into his room. Newt was standing at the desk, leaning on his two hands, his bare chest heaving slightly and his eyes focused on his hands.

"Hey, we have 20 minutes... and you're still here..."

When you spoke, his eyes moved to you, he smiled softly and straightened up. “You can't resist not seeing me for even a moment huh?” His arrogant smirk only made you huff under your nose

"Get ready, I won't wait." You took one last look at his rather muscular chest, turned around and left. You stood by his door and leaned against the wall, waiting for the boy..

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[pweterparker]

Hold me close.

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The rain was barely audible, gently hitting  the window of our room. 

It was late at night; the room hardly illuminated by fluoresence of the moon;  just enough to see the outline of our faces.  We laid there for a long time, saying nothing, simply admiring each other features, trying to engrave the memory of one another deep in our minds.

“I don’t think anyone could ever be as lovely as you.” Thomas said. Love written all over his eyes as he kissed my neck and then proceeded making his way over my shoulders just to settle over my throat. “ Do you believe love at first sight?” He asked.

“ At first I didn’t” I stated. “But then I met you, out of nowhere. Like an angel sent from heaven just for me” I caressed his face with the palm  of my hand. “ I knew you were different, not like anyone else I’ve known. Something pulled me to you, like a magnet. It’s a feeling I can’t describe” I took a deep breath as a traced his chest with the tip of my fingers  “I can only show you and hope you feel the same as I do” I said looking him in the eyes, then kissed above his chest where his heart beated rapidly.

“I’d like if it you stayed.” He whispered

“ Im not going anywhere” I laughed as I intertwined our hands.

“I don’t mean tonight. What I meant was, stay with me; always. When I wake up the first thing I want see is you, when I return for work I want to see you. I want this to be our home, not just a house. And I want it with you” He said looking at me in the eyes. “ Move in with me, please” hope written over his face as breath stayed hitched in my throat.

“Are you sure?” I asked softly 

“I’ve never been more sure about a thing in my life” he kissed my nose and grazed my cheek.

“You are going to be the death of me” I giggled softly as I kissed the back of his hand and then hid my face in the nape of his neck. 

“Is that a yes?” he asked excitedly brushing my hair with his fingers.

I lifted my face form his neck, caressed his face then kissed his lips, feeling the softness of them. Savouring his taste, feeling the smooth of his skin; like silk; against the tip of my fingers. His hand came to a halt against my cheek, holding me closer to his face, parting my lips with his tongue. Then moving his lips to my neck trying to recover his breath. 

“So?” He asked gasping for air “ It’s a yes you dumbass” I laughed breathlessly.

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[newtona5]

Imagine

Newt counting each and every one of your freckles on your face. If you have freckles, of course. 

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[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?

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Heart Pendant ( Part 2)

Real Life:

Characters: TBS X Reader

Rating: Cussing, abusing- medium

Part 1 

I looked at Thomas, my eyes red and puffy from the endless tears   that I cried, and watched as he began to return to his sober state. The alcohol was starting to wear off on him but not the hate that I now   carried in my heart. Thomas shook his head and his eyes were filled with  disbelief and hurt as he saw the state that I was in. He bit his cherry  red lip as he saw me staring at him with nothing but fear in my eyes  and he slowly approached me.

No! NO! DONT COME ANYWHERE CLOSE TO ME YOU MONSTER! I hastily  got up in a seating position and backed away from Thomas immediately,  placing my hands up in front of me like a shield from him. I shook my  head, letting the salty tears of mine fall from my face and onto the  floor. I couldn't help the fear that invaded me when he continued to  step closer. My mind kept replaying the scenes of what had happened just  now like a spoiled record player and fright took over the rest of my  body, when my mind thought of the possibility of Thomas continuing his  actions again. No, god please, no...

I stood up from where I sat, and began backing away from Thomas as he continued walking up towards me.

" Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry (Y/N) please I didn't meant to do what I  was doing just now. I.. I.. I got carried away with the alcohol and I am  so sorry, (Y/N). Please don't be afraid of me," Thomas coaxed me, as if   trying to calm a traumatized animal or child but I wasn't any of those. I wasn't stupid enough to just allow myself to forgive him once again. Not this time, not anymore.

" DON'T FUCKING COME NEAR ME THOMAS PLEASE JUST GET AWAY FROM ME!" I  screamed, using the last remains of my energy. I was exhausted, so  exhausted and in need of a good night sleep but I knew I was getting  none of those tonight. I needed to get the hell away from Thomas and  this apartment but to where I should go next, I had no idea. All I knew  was to just get the hell away from this hellhole I used to call home.

" (Y/N), please don't do this I can- "

" NO THOMAS, YOU CANT DO WHATEVER TO TRY TO EXPLAIN YOURSELF FOR THE   GODDAMN ACTIONS YOU DID TO ME JUST NOW. THIS IS IT, THIS IS THE END OF   OUR RELATIONSHIP, CANT YOU SEE THAT? THERE ISN'T ANY REMEDY TO THIS   BROKEN RELATIONSHIP OF OURS AND THERE NEVER WILL BE, ALRIGHT? WE ARE   BOTH SUFFERING AND HURTING MORE THE LONGER WE ARE TOGETHER. AND EVEN   THOUGH YOU DON'T WANT THIS LOVE BETWEEN US TO END, I WANT TO. I HAVE HAD  ENOUGH OF IT SO PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO." I was sobbing uncontrollably,  as I faced Thomas for the last time, my heart and chest aching. I was unable to handle the great tide of emotions that was overwhelming me as I  stood there and deciding that I had enough of this fucked up mess, I  ran up the stairs, ignoring Thomas's calls for me.

I pushed open the wooden door of our shared bedroom as the footsteps  of Thomas chasing after me grew closer. I swiftly slammed it before I  slid against the door, burying my face in my hands. The vibrations that I   felt the longer I sat against the wooden door were caused by Thomas as   he began banging on the door, and the sounds of him begging me to let   him in reverberated within the thick air and atmosphere of heart break   in our apartment. This was it, the relationship of ours that started off  like a fairy tale but ended off like the final scene in Titanic. Our   bittersweet relationship which was destined for an ending filled with   heartbreaks.

I took in a deep breath as I leaned my body against the wooden door,  my hair in a mess and the mascara that I had worn a few hours ago now  smudged because of the endless tears I cried just now. I allowed my eyes  to scan through the now once shared bedroom of Thomas and I for the  final time and memories of the time we had together in this bedroom  began replaying in my mind. Then, my eyes landed on the photo frame that  stored the picture of Thomas and I smiling at the camera when we were  at disneyland that was placed on the nightstand located not far away  from me and I sighed.

That was the Thomas I knew and had decided to be with but definitely  not the man I had just seen just now. My mind then began replaying the  terrifying scenes that happened downstairs a few minutes ago and I tried  my best to not allow fear to over take the rest of my body.

Fear and fright. Those two emotions were the cause of why I had made  this heartbreaking choice. The fear that Thomas would return to the man  he was just now and the fright that I would feel if I was placed in that   situation again, helpless and without hope. I didn't dare face that   horrifying moment again and I know that I will never have to the moment I  step out of this apartment. This was the end of our bittersweet   relationship that started off with sweet and beautiful moments which I   know will never be erased from my heart and mind.

Hugging my knees tightly that were now brought up close to my chest, I  grabbed the heart necklace that Thomas had given me on my birthday and  ran my thumb over the heart pendant. I then opened it and there, tucked   tightly in the middle of the metal heart was the photo of Thomas and I   kissing under the starry sky. I ran my fingers over the finger again and  felt a final tear flow down my cheek, as I began recalling all of the beautiful memories both Thomas and I had together.

" Though our relationship might not have a happily ever after, my  love for you Thomas will be forever no matter how bad you are to me. I  love you Thomas Brodie Sangster and I always will."

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