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piercetheturtledc · 9 years

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Second-Best

request: Hey :) I really like your blog and wanted to ask for an imagine as well because I really love your writing style *.* Could you please write an imagine where the reader is always compared to Teresa. She is much more curvier than Teresa and therefor bullied by some gladers. She feels very fat an starts having her lunch alone in the Deadheads. One day, Newt joins her there and he shows her how much he thinks she is beautiful. So it would be a smut-imagine if you dont mind ;) Thank youuu :*

warnings: smut (-:

first person

“Hey Teresa,” I turned my head to see Minho running up to walk with me and the only other girl in the Glade, Teresa. “Oh hi, Y/N.”

I faked a small smile. Ever since Teresa had come up in the box it was as if the guys didn’t know I even existed anymore. They were always trying to get close to her or make her laugh and wouldn’t even pay attention to me unless they wanted me to do something for them. I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous and self conscious about the situation, but I didn’t want anybody to know. They’d probably just think I want all the attention to yourself.

“Whaddya want, Minho?” Teresa asked, her smile beaming.

“Oh, nothing,” he smirked. “Just the chance to gaze upon your beauty,” Minho winked and Teresa chuckled. She was beautiful, I had to admit it. She was skinnier than I was, and she had nice hair and pretty eyes.

“Oh, shut up,” Teresa slapped Minho on the side of his head.

“Uhm, sorry, Teresa. I forgot I have something to do back by the Homestead. I’ll, uh, catch you later,” I didn’t really have anything to do, I just wanted to get away from the cheesy compliments Minho was throwing at Teresa. As I turned and walked away from the two of them, I caught the eyes of Newt. He was the most beautiful person in the place, in my opinion. His deep, smooth voice made me melt on the spot – as did his smile and everything else about him. I would be lying if I said I didn’t want him. I smiled at him and he did the same. I felt butterflies in my stomach and I started to blush when I suddenly collided with another Glader. Gally.

“Whoa, watch it, Second-Best,” he laughed his words.

“What?” I asked him, feeling the butterflies fly away.

“I said, watch it Second-Best,” his arms folded across his body as he stared down at me.

“Second-Best? What the hell does that mean?”

“It means, Y/N, that you are the second best looking girl in the shuck place. You know, the second best to sleep with. The second best to date. The second best to do anything with,” he stated bluntly and stared over at where Teresa was now walking with three other Gladers. The way Gally said this made me feel like the least wanted person in the world.

“But there’s only two of us girls here,” I pointed out.

“No kidding,” he said. “Maybe you’d be first if Teresa there wasn’t so damn pretty,” he chuckled and turned to face the other direction, walking away as if he hadn’t just crushed my ego.

Out of my peripheral vision I could see Newt making his way over to me. I knew I was going to start crying, and I didn’t want him to see me in this sort of state so I immediately faced the other way and started walking. It was about time for the Gladers to have lunch, but I suddenly lost your appetite after what had happened with Gally.

I kept my head down as I rushed towards the Deadhead, the only place I could sit alone without someone comparing me to Teresa. As soon as I had ran in deep enough I hugged a tree. I hugged it. The tears began streaming down my face, dropping to the ground and feeding the roots of the tree. I sunk down to my knees before shifting my weight off of them and sitting on my butt. My back leaned against the tree trunk and I buried my face in my hands.

I tried to keep my sobs quiet, but it was hard. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Gally had said. What he called me. The exact same thoughts kept passing through my mind.

“Is that really what they all think of me? Am I really second-best at everything? I wonder what Newt thinks about me…”

As if right on queue I hear Newt’s voice coming closer through the thick trees. “Y/N? Y/N, are you here?”

“I just want to be left alone right now, Newt,” I exclaimed when I heard his footsteps nearing me. It had been all I wanted to spend some alone time with Newt, but not when I was like this. He had stopped right in front of me and bent down.

“Look, I saw what happened with you and Gally, today,” he started, and it made the sobs come out even more. “Hey, shh. You’re okay, Y/N. There’s no need to cry.”

He moved closer to me and wrapped his arms around my shaking figure. My heart skipped a beat when I felt his breath against my neck. He rubbed my back with his hands, soothing me. My hands were still covering my face. The crying had lessened but my breathing wasn’t quite back to normal yet. Newt brought one of his hands up and ran his fingers through my hair.

“Y/N, there’s something I want you to know,” he whispered, pulling away from me. I looked up into his beautiful eyes, blushing under his gaze. “I want you to know that, no matter how much worthless you might think you are, no matter how many times a day you tell yourself that you’ll never be as good as Teresa, no matter how many Gladers call you ‘Second-Best’… I will always be here for you. Since the first day you came up to the Glade in that box you’ve been all I could think about. You’re the most beautiful, gorgeous, most amazing girl I know, Y/N. I don’t care what those other shanks tell you, you mean the world to me.”

The tears and shaky breaths seemed to disappear all of a sudden. There was no sign of the sobbing mess I had been just moments before. My heart was beating faster, and I didn’t know what to say. “Newt, I..”

“You mean the world to me,” he repeated. “And I’m gonna show it to ya.”

“Newt, what are you-” I was cut off by Newt’s lips crashing against my own. I moved one of my hands to the back of his neck, pulling him closer, and I pressed the other one against his chest. He ground our hips together and I moaned a little into the kiss. He smirked against my lips and began pulling down my pants. He pushed our crotches together again, and I could feel how hard he was already. I felt myself becoming wetter, and I wanted him to do something more.

As if he could read my mind he hooked my panties down and slid them off of my legs in one swift movement. He moved his lips down so that he was sucking on the base of my neck. I felt his fingers trailing down slowly to my core. I let out a gasp when Newt reached my center. He rubbed circles against my clit with his thumb, and I arched my back against the tree. He pulled away from where he was kissing my neck and leaned back until he was face to face with the folds of my pussy.

“Shuck, Y/N, you’re dripping,” he chuckled, placing a soft kiss against me.

“Newt, please,” I whined, lifting my hips off of the ground slightly before he pushed them back down. “Do something, please.”

He obeyed, licking up my soaking folds. I moaned as he continued sucking on me, nibbling here and there.

Newt took one of his hands away from my hips and moved it down. His fingertips teased my entrance and I bucked my hips up in desperation.

“Relax, baby,” he mumbled against me. Without warning he pushed one of his fingers inside of me. I sighed out in relief that he was actually doing something. He added another finger, thrusting them in and out of my wet hole.

“Oh my god, Newt,” I whimpered as he thrusted his fingers faster. The moans slipped out of me uncontrollably, the pleasure building up within me. Newt continued sucking on my clit while his fingers were busy pleasuring me. His mouth opened and closed around my lips, and I knew I was almost there. He pushed his fingers deep into me, curling them and hitting just the right spots. “Shuck.”

“You’re the most beautiful girl here, Y/N,” he stated, thrusting his fingers faster and harder. “Look at me, gorgeous.”

I opened my eyes and looked down at him. I was moaning louder now, not trying to keep them in anymore.

“The most. Beautiful. Girl. Ever.”

With the last word that came out of his mouth I exploded around his fingers. I cried out his name as my orgasm washed over my entire body. He helped me ride out my high, slowing the thrusts of his fingers before pulling them out and sucking them clean. He kissed me down there once more before crawling back up to meet my eyes.

My breathing was unsteady, this time for a good reason. After I had relaxed I leaned up and pressed our foreheads together. Newt leaned in and kissed me, cupping my face in his hands.

“Do you believe me, Y/N?” he asked innocently. “Do you believe you’re worth more than you think you are, now?”

“If I say no can we do this again?” I giggled.

“Baby, we’ll do this again no matter what,” he chuckled, kissing my forehead.

“I love you, Newt,” I sighed, snuggling into his chest.

“I love you, too, beautiful.”

a/n: eek this is the only imagine i’ve written in first person. if i accidentally switched to third person at any part in the story pleaase let me know, lmao. i hope you liked this one, darling.

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piercetheturtledc · 9 years

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No More Nightmares

Hello, this is Hysterekically here. Recently, my blog was deleted and I lost all of my works and followers. I’m in the process of rebuilding currently, and I will probably be for some time. Anyway, to my old followers, sorry that you have heard nothing from me. I’m alive, I swear!

Warning: Hardcore smut with Newt x Reader, ya nasties.

Thenightmares never seemed to leave me. My mother, screaming as she was taken away from me. My father, at the brink of death, trying to take my life as well. Gladers being torn to pieces, warm and metallic blood spattering across my face. It always felt so real. I always awoke screaming, drenched in cold sweat. After waking up, I didn’t go back to sleep. I was too afraid of the nightmares to even try.

Tonight was no different. If anything, it was worse. You awoke with bloodcurling screams, possibly waking up the other gladers.

One knock at the door. “(Y/N)?” Newt’s familiar voice came from the other side of the door.

I brushed the sweat of my forehead. “Hi.” I paused. “Can you come in?” I stared intently at the brass doorknob, waiting for his answer.

“Yeah.” The door creaked as it opened, a long high pitched whine. I had an urge to punch it. The door didn’t even have the decency to shut the fuck up. Newt stood by the doorframe awkwardly, his hands shoved into the pockets of his pants. He blushed when he looked at me and quickly averted his gaze and directed it back down to the floor, trying to hide his smile.

“What?” I asked, irritated.

Newt threw a wild gesture at my top half. I suddenly became very aware of the cool air brushing against my bare skin. Oh. Right. I sleep naked. Awkward. I hastily grabbed at the bed sheets and pulled them to my chin. “Um, it’s okay to look now.” I muttered.

Newt glanced up at me, a tiny smile dancing at the edge of his lips. He knocked on the door, his hint of a smile now a full blown grin.

I allowed myself a small smile. “Yes, Newt, you can come in.”

Newt’s grin faded as he neared me. “Nightmares.” He said, as if stating a fact. He’s right, of course. “Do you want me to stay with you?”

I bit my lip, and then nodded slowly. Newt made it to the bed in two easy strides and slid in next to me. His warm muscular arms encased me, pulling me to his bare chest. I listened to his heartbeat quietly for a few seconds, and then turned so we were face to face. Newt’s warm and chocolate brown eyes stared deeply into my own.

“I love you.” I stated.

Newt’s eyes widened. “What?” He murmured, his expression incredulous.

“I love you.” I repeated.

For a moment, Newt’s heart stopped beating. “I love you too.”

Without hesitation, I closed the distance in between our lips, gently pressing mine into his delicious soft ones. Newt’s hands dug themselves in my hair, and he pulled my even closer. A fire began in the pit of my stomach, being kindled by the growing passion, hunger, and need in our kiss. Newt’s lips worked against my own fiercely, and I bit his lower lip in retaliation. A low growl escaped Newt’s throat, his chest rising in short aroused breaths. The fire in my body spread, becoming hotter and hotter until it was near unbearable. I broke away from the kiss, panting. The fire continued to grow. “Get rid of it,” I gasped. “Get rid of the fire in me.” I expected Newt to think I was crazy, but I saw my own need mirrored in his own eyes. I realized what I wanted, what I needed.

“Are you sure?” It seemed to take all of Newt’s willpower to ask, and I think he might have exploded if I had changed my mind.

I gave him a small nod. “I want you.”

Newt rolled me over so I lay on my back, staring up at him. His fingers danced dangerously along my sides, trailing up to my ribcage. I hadn’t even registered how fast he had gotten rid of the sheets and I didn’t care. Hot breath fanned out along my stomach, goose bumps erupting on my skin. I shivered with pleasure, closing my eyes as Newt’s lips trailed a burning path along my skin. I moaned as his eyelashes fluttered against my skin. His teeth grazed my stomach, bringing a type of pleasurable pain. “Mmm,” Newt murmured, his breath hot against me. “So beautiful, (Y/N).” He kissed a small birthmark on my hipbone. “So perfect.” Newt’s voice had become husky, somehow more masculine. “Maybe I’ll find another birthmark if I look further.”

I let out a strangled gasp as Newt pulled me forward, my legs dangling off the end of the bed. I clenched my thighs together, afraid Newt would be disappointed with what he saw. Newt’s eyes glanced up to meet mine, as if he could read my mind. “(Y/N)…” He whispered gently. I closed my eyes, afraid of what I would see in his eyes. I felt Newt knock gently on one leg.

A choked laugh escaped my mouth and I opened one eye to look at him.

He gave me a sexy grin, his dark eyes spiked with desire. “Can I come in?”

Slowly, I released the tension in my legs. “Mm.”

Newt parted my thighs slowly, as if gently trying to approach a deer without scaring it off. He placed a small kiss on the inside of my thigh, and my core pulsed with excitement as he neared it. “Hmmm…” He said, as if inspecting something. “No birthmark here.” Newt placed another kiss, this time on the other leg and even closer to my core. “Or here.” My legs began to tremble with want as Newt tediously danced closer and closer to where I wanted him.

“Newt…” I moaned, my body feeling as if it might spontaneously combust. I wasn’t one to plead or beg, but the fire was burning in me with no signs of avail.

Newt glanced up at me, one of his eyebrows cocked slightly. His gorgeous brown eyes held playful question. “Yes?”

I grit my teeth, glaring down at him. “Please.”

Newt’s tongue ran across his lips, his breath falling onto my core. It only made me want him more. Without a word, Newt pulled me to his face, his tongue darting out and licking everywhere it could. One pressed down on me, preventing me from being able to squirm from pleasure. The other hovered over my body, and then, with sudden intensity, pressed down on my clit and began to rub it in between its fingers. I arched my back against the mattress, sure I had never bent it that far before and let out a scream. “Oh god,” I gasped. “Newt, you feel so good. Don’t stop.”

Newt smiled against me, obeying. I clamped my legs on the side of his head, preventing him from being able to move away from me. The fingers on his free hand continued to torment my clit, and black spots began to dance in my vision from the intense pleasure. Newt’s tongue began to gain speed, slowly at first, then faster and faster, dipping into every place in my core.

“Newt!” I let out a lingering cry, as waves and waves of pleasure exploded from the fire within me, tendrils of pleasure snaking through my body. My entire back lifted off the bed, arching even more than I thought possible. A white blanket covered my vision, and the pleasure continued. Slowly, I was brought back down from my high to reality. My chest heaved with heavy breaths, and I struggled to force myself back to reality. Newt stood only in his boxers now, an amused grin spreading across his face. “Done?”

I managed to muster enough energy to punch him in the stomach. It was like punching a concrete wall. “Goddamnit,” I muttered with annoyance. “Why do you have to have abs?”

Newt snorted. “Definitely (Y/N) again. Sorry about the inconvenience of the abs, (Y/N). I’ll try to be fat next time.”

I froze, a warm feeling in my stomach. Next time. There would be a next time! He didn’t find me horrible! A smile spread across my face. I had Newt. I had now. Newt’s strong arms lifted me up and moved me so my legs no longer dangled off the bed. “Boxers.” I said, gesturing at his underwear. “Off.”

Newt grinned. “As you wish.” And he ripped off his boxers with relish. I slapped my forehead. I couldn’t help but stare at his, well, you know. It was standing out, stiff. I let my hand reach out and touch it. It was rock hard. It was also at least nine inches long. I imagined trying to shove him into me. It must be similar to trying to shove a banana into a pencil sharpener. I became aware of Newt watching me, and I blushed. I didn’t take me hand away. I tried to wrap my hand around him, but he was too thick, and my thumb and my middle finger remained a centimeter apart.

Newt stiffened, and I glanced up in fear. “Did I hurt you?” I asked worriedly.

The muscle in Newt’s jaw jumped. “No,” He managed with difficulty. “Just the opposite. But today is for you. We can get to that stuff later.” Newt grinned at me, his sexy, boyish grin. I blushed again.

Newt climbed on top of me, and I closed my eyes. This was it. “(Y/N).” Newt murmured. “(Y/N), are you sure?”

I could feel the tip, pressing at my wet entrance. I could feel my core dripping in anticipation, in anticipation of the two of us finally becoming one. I opened my eyes and looked into Newt’s warm, concerned eyes. Desire shone clearly as well, but I knew if I even began to say the word no, Newt would stop without a moment of hesitation. “Yes.” I took a deep breath. “I’m ready.”

“It’s going to hurt,” Newt whispered, remorse in his voice. “I’m going to kiss you, okay? Take a deep breath.”

I obeyed without question. I inhaled and exhaled slowly, and then gave Newt a small nod. Newt pressed his lips and against mine gently. “I’m sorry, (Y/N).” Then, all in one movement, Newt pressed his lips hard against mine and thrust hard into me. My eyes widened in shock and agony, and I bit back the scream threatening to spill from my throat. It hurt like a motherfucker. Newt buried his face in the crook of my neck. “I’m so, so sorry, (Y/N).” I didn’t answer, instead stroking his dark, soft hair.

Slowly, the pain ebbed away, and bits and bits of pleasure began to replace it. I nudged his hips. “Are you going to fuck me or what?”

This seemed to break through Newt’s barrier. He wasn’t gentle, even if I was a little newbie virgin. He’d force our hips together, shoving himself deeper and deeper into me each and every time, pulling out slowly before slamming himself down to the hilt in me again. A look of hunger and pleasure and overtook Newt’s face, husky groans escaping his throat.

“Oh god, (Y/N),” He groaned through clenched teeth. “You’re so fucking tight.”

I moaned in appreciation, unable to form human words.

Newt’s stable rhythm began to grow faster, his skin slapping against mine with each thrust. He intertwined our fingers, and grabbed the headboard with his other hand. Beads of sweat had gathered at his brow, and his breathing had become labored. With a grunt, he pushed so deep into me a gasped in intense pleasure. He had hit a sweet spot in me, and black dots danced in my vision from pleasure. I arched my back as if that would guide him to hit that sweet spot again and wrapped my arms around his neck. My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling me even closer to him. The hand that was no long intertwined with mine fell to my ass and grabbed it with force, slamming me down on his cock repeatedly. I had never seem Newt this aggressive before, and it only turned me on even more.

“Oh god, Newt!” I cried as he repeatedly pounded into that sweet magical spot again and again. He growled lowly and put more pressure on the hand on my ass, as if guiding my movements. I began to do it myself, clumsy and unsteady at first, but I don’t think Newt cared or even noticed. The movement made the pleasure increase ten-fold. The black spots in my vision increased, and the pleasure rocked me from inside out. I bit into Newt’s shoulder in an attempt to hold on just a bit longer. I teetered on the edge, and then- “OHH, FUCK!” I screamed, as waves and waves of pleasure rushed through me. As I drifted down from my high, Newt, with a growl, pounded even harder and faster into me.

In less than 3 seconds, Newt had me nearing my peak again, still repeatedly hitting that sweet spot again and again. “Oh god, Oh God, OH GOD!” I panted again and again into Newt’s ear. “OH MY FUCKING GOD! NEWT!” It was as if I had run into a wall of pure pressure, waves and waves washing over me and spreading throughout my entire body. The pleasure rocketed throughout my entire body, reducing me to mush. As I descended from yet another high, I became aware of Newt tensing below me, heard him groan loudly, and then shudder violently, filling my tummy with a burning, scalding heat; unlike anything I had ever felt before. I lost all my strength then, letting go of Newt as he collapsed and rolled next to me, his chest heaving with pants. I fell back against the pillows allowing my eyes to close.

I opened my eyes again, turning to my side so I could see Newt’s face. Beads of sweat ran down his strong jawline, and he shot me a small smile. “I must’ve been good to have knocked you out for a good 2 minutes.”

I rolled my eyes, too tired for a snarky comeback. “Yeah, yeah…asshole.”

Newt winked. “We’ll save that one for next time.”

Ugh. I slapped my forehead. “Oh god, Newt.” I growled in exasperation.

Newt smiled. “That’s what you’ve been saying all night.” He paused. “Not that I’ve minded.”

“Go to sleep, Newt.” I growled, bashing him in the face with my pillow.

“Love you too.” He muttered. He wrapped me up in his arms anyway.

“No more nightmares.” He said solemnly.

“No more nightmares.” I agreed. I received a snore in response. “Newt?” Quiet breathing. Newt had fallen asleep. “Love our conversations.” And in the dark of the room, I thought I saw him smile.

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piercetheturtledc · 9 years

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listening to someone’s complete bullshit story like

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Newt - Subject A5, “The Glue”

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my everyday thoughts: Maze Runner edition

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Same, Dylan. Same here…

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