#harriet x reader

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TMR Smut Imagines

Imagine Thomas trying not to laugh when you touch him because he's ticklish

Imagine Thomas doing you one more time before betraying WICKED just in case it's the last time

Imagine Newt giving you head to make up for how busy he's been

Imagine Newt whispering that he loves you in your ear right as you finish

Imagine Minho having to be really quick because he has to get to work soon

Imagine Minho and you had a one night stand and he never stops teasing you about it

Imagine Gally having to cover your mouth so you don't wake anyone as he fucks you from behind

Imagine Gally messing with your head because you both had a with benefits thing in the maze

Imagine Aris using his knowledge of the female anatomy WICKED gave him to always make you cum but never revealing it

Imagine Aris using how innocent he looks to tease you in front of people

Imagine Teresa getting so annoyed at seeing guys flirt with you while in WICKED that she fucks you as hard as she can just a few days into the Glade

Imagine Teresa using her telepathy to tell you all the things she wants to do to you

Imagine Brenda making out with you after you're both intoxicated in the club until she ends fucking you in the bathroom

Imagine Brenda getting jealous so she purposely leaves your legs shaking and you covered in marks so people know not to touch you

Imagine Sonya making you eat her out until your entire face is covered in her cum

Imagine Sonya spelling out her name with her tongue as she goes down on you

Imagine Harriet telling you to keep taking it as she makes you squirm

Imagine Harriet pulling you just out of sight from everyone at the bonfire to

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Maze Runner Characters Favorite Place to Kiss You

Your cheek. He always kisses you there before he has to go somewhere. 

Your hand and forehead. Both are enough to fill anyone with butterflies (but so is Newt).

Your collarbone. Does this really need an explanation though? It is Minho after all.

Your lips. It's simple and a classic, but if it's not broken why fix it? 

Your forehead. It's so sweet, and it's the perfect way to be waken up. It's literally the purest form of affection. 

Your lips. Once again, simple, yet loving

Your cheek. It's so small yet always leaves you weak in the knees. Why wouldn't it when it's literally Sonya?

Also your lips. Why wouldn't it be when they fit so well on hers?

Your nose. It's a simple and quick yet lasting way to show how much she loves you.

[lowkeyrobin]

TMR ; how you meet

includes ; newt, minho, brenda, aris, sonya & harriet

warnings ; language, mentions of weapons, death

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NEWT

met at the mall in the scorch

you were barely fucking alive

thomas heald the gun up at you thinking you were infected and newts like "bloody hell, what happened to you?"

he quickly helps you because you're literally starving and dying of dehydration

you're slumped over his shoulder and barely able to walk

you thank him religiously for helping you

your friendship is the definition of the vibes of From Eden by Hozier

such a pure, wholesome relationship

most of the group had no hope for you but he did

because he wasn't going to let another person die

cries

MINHO

at the right arm

he caught your attention so fast

like who is that badass, tired, fast ass runner???

he honestly admires you

the way you hold a gun, the way you show facial expressions, etc

your determination to get him back from WCKD was probably the only thing actually keeping the operations going

even after the train rush failed, you wouldn't stop

even with your small time together, you'd built a weird bond

and you weren't gonna give up on him, even if his actual friends wanted to

BRENDA

Met in the Last City while reuniting with Gally

you worked with him and helped assist him and the others kind of helpfully kidnap the crew (???)

she didn't trust you at first, but you jumped at the sight of a rebellion and blowing shit up

she started to like you

the whole bus scene went crazy

she admires your fight and that you don't like violence, you like the rebellion aspect and taking down the bad people and find a way to make it fun for everyone yk?

you kept the kids so calm and collected, she wished she could stay so calm in a panic filled situation like you

ARIS

you came out of another maze just before him

you kinda sat in silence with him every day until maze b survivors showed up

he'd never showed you the vents, although he did talk about escaping with you

although iffy, you listened to him and the maze b kids

you had no one left, and you didn't want to stay if janson turned out to be with WCKD yk?

a quiet, mutual was bonded on the first day you guys sat in silence together

kind of like a mutual respect for one another although you barely knew each other

SONYA

you came up in the box before her

you showed her around and all that

she admires your hard work and how you don't give up, even with the most boring, mundane tasks or the most spine cracking, difficult ones.

you have a strength for defending the ones you love as well and she loves it about you

you have awesome fashion too tbh

HARRIET

at the right arm

she heald you at gunpoint and you were both trying to figure each other out

mutual bond of respect formed between you two

constantly teaching each other new things and stuff

you teach her how to use a pencil, she teaches you how to weave together blankets and shit

you're smart and quick thinking and she's kind of the arms of the operation, she's like your shield

w dynamic

[la-gotica-fantasma]

hi guys i’m so sorry about late posts and stuff !!

i’ve been super busy with finals, but i’m still writing, just a lot slower !! please be patient. and again, im very very very sorry.

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Hi can you write a harriet the maze runner x fem reader please maybe with an idea of (your the only girl in group A and then a wall opens and group A and group B gets connected and then you start a relation ship with harriet) that was just a suggestion you can write about anything love its okay if not and definitely don't feel pressured to make one xx💕💕😘😊💗❤️

AN: GUESS WHOS BACK! After a few months and my birthday I have returned. Hope you like this story Anonymous and I did decide to change a few things about the plot but I hope you still enjoy and sorry for the delay

Shot || Harriet x Fem!Reader

•Warning’s• blood, guns, gunshot wound (not fatal), the flare, slight swearing, probably incorrect medical information, part where reader is in bra but it’s not descriptive, angst if you squint, not edited or proof read •Summary• After escaping the maze and the scorch you find yourself getting shot and falling for Harriet while she patches up your injury

You had just escaped WCKED and again now setting off with Jorge, Brenda, Aris and what was left of the gladers on a mission to find the right arm and to get to the safe haven.

‘We’re so close’ you thought as you got out of the car that had gotten you almost the entire way. The road was blocked by a bunch of abandoned cars several of them had been trashed

‘probably from when this all started and people were looking for supplies or ways to get out’. The thought came to you as you looked through a cracked window of an old truck.

First you heard it. It was loud and clearly a gunshot then suddenly felt a hot pinch in your arm. You felt yourself being pulled to the ground in your daze you turned around seeing Frypan looking at you concerned.

“Keep pressure on your arm” he said as he moved your un-injured arm so the you could replace his hand on your wound.

Everything happened so fast and the next thing you know your being pulled up from the ground by someone you definitely didn’t know.

She was wearing a mask and had a rifle. But she had dark brown eyes. Brown almost black hair that she had styled in twist and she had tanned skin even though you couldn’t see her face you felt like you could trust her.

After a very confusing interaction between Aris a girl named Sonya and the girl who pulled you off the ground who you learnt to be called Harriet. They agreed to take you to the Right arm.

Along the way you found yourself walking next Harriet. “How’s your arm” She questions.

“It’s okay I guess for being shot.. Hurts like hell though” you say as you lift your hand off of the injury to look at it but quickly placing it back and applying more pressure as blood starts to leak out again.

“When we arrive we can get it looked at and bandaged up.” She said looking at you then quickly looking straight again.

“Yeah that sounds good” you say. The rest of the trip was silent.

[Time Skip]

You were sitting in the med tent when Harriet entered.

“Docs busy with your friend but luckily for you I know how to fix up a gun injury.. Do you need help to remove your shirt?” she says as she lets out a breathy laugh. You just nod as she carefully removes your shirt leaving you in your bra. She then sits down on a stool using a cloth to clean around the wound.

“This is going to hurt” she says while holding a pair of tweezers so they were just hovering over the hole using her other hand to stretch out the skin. Then carefully she pulls out the bullet.

“Fuck” you mumble squeezing your eyes closed. Harriet them starts to bandage the wound on your upper arm.

“Wait here I’ll go get you a clean shirt.” She says before exiting the tent. She returns a few minutes later with a cream colored long sleeve shirt. “Here” she says holding it out to you.

“would you mind helping me?” You say looking up at her from this angle you could see just how beautiful she is, how her skin glows as she nods and how her hair falls in her face as she leans over you to help you pull the shirt on.

Her touch is warm and as she stands up you find yourself missing her warmth you both stare into each others eyes until the silence is broken.

“Dinners ready” you look over to the door of the tent to see Aris standing there looking at you both confused.

Harriet helps you stand up and guide you to a small log next to a campfire she tells you to sit before walking off and returning a few minutes later with two bowls of hot soup.

She hands you one and then sit’s down next to you and you both talk for hours. Then suddenly you hear a loud buzzing then you see a beam of light and feel a gush of wind.

Harriet acts fast grabbing her rifle then your hand and pulling you behind her as she yells out orders left and right.

You’re suddenly behind a car and all you can hear is gunshots, explosions and yelling. You cover your ears curling your knees up to your chest hiding your face in them.

Not even a minute later you feel yourself get violently yanked from the ground and then you feel it. A gun placed at your temple.

“Put your weapon down or else she dies!” The soldier yells. You start shaking your head left and right tears welling in your eyes as the barrel of the gun get pushed even closer to your temple forcing you to move your head on a diagonal so that your left ear is almost at your shoulder.

Harriet looks into your eyes before throwing her gun to the floor not even two seconds later she is being grabbed and pulled to a line up you not too far behind.

Your head gets pushed forwards and then the soldier calls out “A45” and then moves onto the next one.

You flinch when you feel something grab your hand but quickly relax when you look over and see Harriet holding onto your hand.

“It’s going to be okay.. I won’t let them hurt you” she whispers so that only you and her could hear.

[Time Skip]

After everything happened and the WCKED soldiers left taking almost half of what was left of the right arm you curled up next Harriet as she rested up against a large rock.

Your head rested on her shoulder and her arms wrapped around your waist in a protective manner as if she was scared that if she let go you would end up in the hands of WCKED just like Sonya and Aris. So that night you fell asleep in the arms of Harriet where you felt safe.

The End

[frost-queen]

Newt

• The cure 

Thomas

• New Glader 

Gally

•  Run to me 

Harriet

• The Scorch (Fem!Reader)

• The little things (Fem!Reader)

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What TMR characters are like during sex

Newt:

really passionate, always making sure you're not in pain and feel good

by feeling good he means really, really good. he wants every time to be the best

during your first time, you have to guide him through some things. he's a little embarrassed of his inexperience, but you tell him it's okay

it was even fun explaining some... stuff

groans "fuck" in low voice in your ear

his accent is thick

his hair is messy as shuck

making love with him is very emotional

he's top most of the time, but once you asked to be the top, both of you liked the new experience much

can't stand it when you're teasing. he's squirming under your touch and is quite audible all of a sudden

he sometimes loses his mind and might go a little to rough, but you like it. he never causes you any pain

when he does, though, he's panicking as if the griever ran into your room. he stops immediately when he hears your voice in pain and asks if you're okay

apologizes hundreds of times after that, sealing every "sorry" with a kiss

is super. shuking. shy. when you want to give him head and tries to talk you out of it. one time when he's to caught up in pleasure, you start licking his dick, this time he lets you

thanks you after that with the same ;)

can be either super shy or super bold, which surprises you. both sides are awesome

he thinks good aftercare is a must

cuddles you after that, whether instantly asleep or vice versa, staying awake until you sleep, playing with your fingers

touching you is a gift

Thomas

is a lost puppy at first

catches up quickly, turning up much more experienced than you both thought

he is really loud, so you're used to covering his mouth with a hand

takes it slow, memorising the curves of your body and nourishing every precious moment

makes sure to say how much he loves you, how beautiful you are

he's huge

shower sex

loves trying new positions

but never does anything without your permission

sometimes is overly careful, because he doesn't want to hurt you

when you tell him that, he rails you like never before

you have trouble walking the next day, but you reassure him it's worth it

wearing his t shirts after

having sex in bed, then going to shower, and ending up shucking there once again

fall asleep with his head on your shoulder, him caressing your arm gently and mumbling words of love to each other

Minho

has been waiting forever to make out with you

is eager, but attentive. makes sure both of you get as much pleasure as possible, but never crosses the line

praise sex when you confide in him about your insecurities

"you don't see how beautiful you are"

you have to ask him manymanymany times to be the bottom at least for once

he loved it more than you did

asks you to do it more often

teasing each other is always an option

both of you being really quiet not to wake anyone up

getting surprised when one time he lets out a loud moan. he's kinda embarrassed about, so he makes you moan, too

imagine getting out of shower naked and slowly making your way to where he sits on the bed

he's mesmerized

once you told him to stop because it became kind of painful. he stopped immediately, kissed away you're tears and apologized a lot. you talked a lot after it, then you decided you both had to finish. he trusted your word to tell him if it's too much, and so, really, really carefully you made out until you came simultaneously

there was another time when you hurt him. you digged your nails in his back right where he got a deep scratch from his run. as an apology, you gave him a massage afterwards, avoiding red scratches. you were really embarrassed, but he told you it was all right

Gally

being rough most of the time

making you moan his name. loud

but you don't want others to hear you, so usually it's in the deadheads or somewhere private, when out of the maze

him whispering dirty things in your ear

him whispering cute things in your ear

him always on top

quickies is not something you enjoy, but sometimes you need sex but have no time, so it works

is firmly against anything that might be uncomfortable or painful for you

he only does something if you insist and prove that everything will be okay

hickeys, but not somewhere people will see

respects you more than anyone

doesn't like heads. nope

him being so quiet you sometimes have to ask if he's finished

if he didn't, you'll help him with your hand

he enjoys these moments sometimes even more than the sex itself

hugging you tight afterwards

"love you, lady"

Brenda

adorable

she isn't ashamed of nothing, that makes you feel more free in your actions

her giving you head is so professional you wonder if she graduated a sex school with excellence

she probably has

but your sex is never dirty. you make love, not just fuck each other

she loves you so much and makes sure you're okay with every move she does

it makes you feel so appreciated you always show her how much you love her back

anything to do with pain is a huge no-no for you two

jorge caring for you as much as brenda. he's happy for you two

giving each other tons of compliments, especially about being as hot as the Scorch itself

honestly i believe this is one of the healthiest relationships in the whole franchise

Harriet

wild. both of you

hair pulling

a little too rough sometimes. she might make you cry

you take revenge by teasing her so much it hurts

none of you mad because of anything

one day you just looked at each other, silently walked into her hut and just immediately started the thing

being open about it with everyone

calming her down when she has a huge breakdown, resulting in another make out session

wearing each others clothes after

walking naked around each other

her being the bottom is just adorable

whimpering underneath you

sweet words once you're finished laying down

aris teasing you

you teasing aris

threesome with sonya. she was suspicious about the idea, but it turned out as amazing one

Sonya

likes to keep the atmosphere light and jokes around sometimes

you giggling us the most amazing sound, in her opinion

flipping each other over many times and unexpected

soft moans escaping her thin lips

her silent screaming during orgasms

brushing your cheek

compliments

teasing under the table

her wearing fancy underwear to impress you

you being shy when she touches your core the first time

she's more dirty than she seems

much, much more

it takes time for you to get used to it

though she doesn't expect you to take the next step and start fingering her

sex after huge fights

talking dirty jokes all day long until the evening: both of you wet and desperate

one time is never enough for you

cleaning each other up afterwards is so cute and makes both of you feel cared for and loved and is so important

choking

hickeys

spanking lightly as a joke

Aris

you didn't expect anything from aris but shyness

he knew what to do, but was so uncertain about it you actually had to ask if he really wanted you

turned out he was simply freaking out

you had to guide his movements sometimes to show that he could go on

in awe of the beauty of your body

is ticklish

whimpers under every touch of yours

is really loving and caring the whole time

always slow. but it gives you more time to love each other

has this devilish look sometimes, and always catches you by surprise when rails you as hard as never before

but not too hard

and it only happens after a while, when you both got used to nakedness and intimacy

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You get the sudden feeling that you’ve been completely messed about at this stupid house party.

Down the driveway, your so-called friend is climbing into the passenger seat of a Porsche, leaving you behind in less than ideal autumn-garb; A red dress that falls too short and clings too thin to your wind-whipped torso, and a sad excuse for a shawl are all you have for warmth.

And if things could get any worse, you’re likely going to have to walk home in the kitten heels you insisted on wearing.

Behind you, a clunky wooden front door heaves open, producing the sweet but hopeless guy who’s been following you around all night. James, you think is his name.

He’s relatively attractive, in a sort of lost puppy way. Big brown eyes and pouty lips, a softness to his tone that could probably buckle knees if he took better advantage of it. Still, he’s thinner and scraggly, and lacks any kind of social quip to make that likely.

He skips down the steps, his dress coat flung dejectedly over his shoulder, and a frown tying his brows together. His friend from earlier is nowhere to be seen.

“Hey,” you say tentatively and his hung head picks up, though his mouth only hardens its angry line. He takes in your unlucky state, and any trace of the puppy-love softness he’d shown you all night is gone.

“Where’s your boyfriend?”

You scoff. “Please. He’s not my boyfriend.” His face remains stony and unaffected. “I don’t know what I ever saw in him.”

James reaches his free hand up to push back his hair, and you stare at his tensing arm without really realizing it.

“Yeah, neither do I,” he says, hiking his jacket further over his shoulder and walking past you.

In a small window of time, you realize he has keys that he’s fishing out of his slacks pocket—car keys—and your aching feet override your nerves.

“Uh, James?” You both spin towards each other, your back now to the house and his to the cars. You realize that’s probably not the only thing that switched between you tonight. Ironically, you’re the one chasing after him now.

“Yeah,” he says, agitated, when all you do is stare. You look to the empty space where your ride once was, and back to James.

“Could you give me a lift home?”

Something about the way his expression slackens turns your insides out. When was the last time someone looked so disappointed in you? As far as you know, most of the decisions you make go over very well, and no one is ever upset with you (save your sister, who is never happy if she can help it).

But here is James, with eyes holding the most loathing likely ever directed your way, and with every right.

He shakes his head, but says, “Yeah, whatever.”

Somehow that might be worse.

Trailing after him, you come up on his old sedan, a car that seems like it’d have a myriad of mechanical problems. He has to stick his key in the driver’s door to unlock it.

When he gets his door open, he unlocks the rest of them, and you slide awkwardly into the leathery bench beside him. James seems to notice your unfamiliarity and shreds your self esteem further with a scoff.

“It’s not a convertible, I know. Sorry to disappoint.”

“No,” you immediately defend, warm from his apt assessment of you. James gives you a sideways glance of warning. “I mean, yes, I was expecting something else, but it’s—I’m not…”

“It’s fine,” James sighs, turning the car on, “it’s just a lift home. You made it pretty clear that that’s all you want me for.”

As James pulls into the street, you watch the house slip away, party like a fizzling ember fighting the midnight cold.

“That’s not true,” you say, though you’re not sure you feel it at all. Your voice is overly sweet, an attempt at the voice that serves to get you what you want, when you want it.

You’re not entirely sure what you want anymore, but James brushes it off anyway, like it’s a revolting bug.

“Yes, it is.”

It astonishes you how easily he can cut you down. He’s hardly speaking loud enough to be heard above the radio, just a bitter rake of a comment, but you’re floored all the same.

The car falls silent, and you stare at your lap instead of out the window. You feel thoroughly scolded, dissected and left to put yourself back together. You don’t think you’ll cry, but you’re not ruling it out.

When James pulls past a stop sign, approaching your neighborhood, he glances over at you.

“Yknow.” He pauses, licking his lips. “I didn’t even expect you to like me back.” His eyes return to the street “And it’s fine that you don’t, but—but you could’ve just told me.”

You rub your hands over the hem of your dress, a foreign set of nerves gripping your chest. Realistically, you could weather the storm until he drops you off, but for some reason you desperately want to rectify the situation.

You want to tell him that yes, of course you liked him all this time, because that should be true. Except it’s not.

James’ car rolls up to the curb outside your place. He sighs, gripping the steering wheel.

“I really cared about you. I went to that party for you, and I ignored everyone who said I was stupid for doing it.” Shaking his head, James looks at you, anger peeling back to reveal raw hurt. “But you’re so conceited.”

You expel a painful breath, all the wind knocked out of you.

“I know.” Breaking eye contact, you flick your eyes to your shoes. Flattery and shame twine together in your throat. “Did you really go to the party for me?”

James nods.

“Went to the party, got that guy to date your sister,” he lists. “I even learned French for you. And what did it get me? A whole lot of—”

Without really thinking, you surge forward and pull James’ lips onto yours. They lay warm and firm over your mouth, and you can’t deny how right it feels.

You’re expecting James to pull back, to push you away, but he does the opposite. One hand laces into your pristine hair, holding you to him, and the other wraps around your back.

It’s a perfect kiss, the kind that you always dreamed of, and it makes a giddy laugh bubble out of your mouth.

When you pull away, you’re dizzy and a little self-pitying. You could’ve been kissing James like this whole time instead of chasing after some pea-brained asshole in a nice car.

James seems to watch the thought wash over you, because he kisses you one more time to remind you that it doesn’t matter, that you’re here now. Then he lets you go, and you relish in the way his hands linger over your waist, your neck. The giddy feeling comes back twofold.

“Night,” you say through a prim smile. “Thanks for the lift.”

James’ eyes crease a little at the edges from his returning smile. “G’night, beautiful.”

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How TMR characters would react if you teased them in public

Aris

Sends you a silent pleading look not to

If you don't though he pulls you away from everyone the second possible

Edges you until you're in tears as payback

"Hopefully, you think about this the next time you want to pull something."

"And hopefully you still do it."

Brenda

Teases you right back

If she can she'll just get you off where nobody can see

"Don't start something you can't finish."

"Or do. It's always fun."

Gally

Gives you a warning look

If you don't stop he just pulls you away from everyone no matter who you were with

Fucks you until you can't even walk

Taunts you when you start screaming his name

Harriet

Doesn't even seem to acknowledge it

Rubs her hands up and down your thighs

Fingers you in front of everyone

Still doesn't look at you as she makes you cum

If you look closely though, you'll see a small smirk

Minho

Will not hesitate to guide you until you're just getting him off

When he finishes he does the same to you

He makes sure to make you squirm just so it gets harder to hide what's happening

"If you can't take it don't give it."

Newt

Sends you a warning look

It's more of a "quit while you're ahead" than "don't make me punish you"

If you don't, he starts to tease back

Will casually pull you to his hut before railing you

Sonya

Already three steps ahead

Puts her hand on your inner thigh and whispers in your ear

Does everything but satisfy you

Eventually, neither of you can take it so you fuck until you're cross eyed

Teresa

Let's you tease her like nothing's happening

Holds back noises when she cums

At the very next opportunity she'll do the same to you

The difference is she's not stopping after one round

Thomas

Quietly begs you to stop

When you don't he makes up some excuse for why you both need to leave

Drags you to his hut and puts you in every position imaginable

"I can't walk ever again."

"That was the goal."

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[lowkeyrobin]

TMR ; where you come from

includes ; newt, minho, winston, frypan, gally, aris, sonya, harriet, & brenda

warnings ; language

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NEWT

Maze A

long time friends to lovers type beat

so much history yet so little memories now 💔💔💔

MINHO

Maze C, you met in the cafeteria

you got wrapped up in their talk about befriending Aris and escaping

you tell each other about your mazes out in the scorch like campfire stories

WINSTON

Maze A

you worked as slicers together

losing him hurt like a bitch 💔

FRYPAN

the safe haven

you were at the right arm same time he was, you just never met til you reached the island and settled in

you bonded over food and cooking, thus beginning a friendship

GALLY

the last city rebellion group

he joined quickly after escaping WCKD

you showed him how to shoot, and all about the secret passageways you knew about around the city

ARIS

the scorch, you lead the group to Brenda & Jorge

love at first sight ass shit

he tells you all about the maze and wckd and all that

SONYA

the right arm

you helped Vince for years prior to her and Harriet arriving

instant connection, and she opens up all about the maze and wckd and how she and Harriet escaped

HARRIET

the scorch

you cautiously teamed up to get to the right arm

you, her and Sonya = badass bitches with guns group

BRENDA

Maze B, you were with Aris

she's intrigued by you

cue trauma bonding and both almost dying to the Flare

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under the sand ~ whats it to you?

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characters - newt x fem!reader

setting - au ~ myrtle beach

word count - 869

warnings - no warnings, just a lil bit of playful banter in the beginning

summary - your day starts as usual, until you come to meet two new people, throwing one of them under your wing almost immediately. what will this entail?

authors notes - UGHHH this took so much procrastination but i hope yall enjoy !! even if you dont im gonna keep writing tho i just like writing :P please give honest feedback and advice !! :D

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Your hand grips the steering wheel tighter as your brother, Minho, continues ranting. “Y/n I really don’t find it fair how you never let me drive.” He says putting his hands in the air, the sunrise in the background illuminating his actions. “Well maybe if you knew how to-“ you retort but are quickly cut off. “I can..” Minho sighed with mock anguish, “but you’re too overprotective over this ol’ thing, you won’t let anyone drive it.” You roll your eyes, “It’s not an ol’ thing, it’s a classic 1979 Ford F100.” You say while slowing the car at the oncoming turn. “Notice how you said 1979, that’s old, dummy.” Minho responds, turning up the music and dancing in the black pleather seat. Pulling up to the highschool, you turn off the truck and hop out, closing the plum purple accented door with care as Minho slams his. “See Minho that is exactly why I can’t let you drive it, you’re inconsiderate.” You say as you start up the sidewalk to the main entrance, you continue your walk to meet with your friends; Thomas, Brenda, Frypan, Winston, and Harriet. You stood taking in the happiness of the conversation, until Teresa and Aris made their way up to the group. “Hi baby,” Teresa said looking up at Thomas with puppy dog eyes, “do you have any money me and Aris can borrow?”, Thomas takes out his wallet and hands her a 50, she walks off as she grins at Aris. Once she was gone you spoke “I really don’t like her, she just gives off some traitor vibes, and she’s always taking your stuff, and you let her. Starstruck and stupid, you are.” Thomas frowns at you “You don’t have to like her, you just have to tolerate her.”, he picks up his bag and heads for the main office, everyone but you and Harriet following after him.

Just as you were about to leave to get breakfast from the cafeteria you felt a tap on your shoulder, you turn around to see a young woman, her blonde hair braided loosely, softly hanging over her shoulder. “M’names Sonya,” she expressed with a faint smile “I’m new here, so is my brother but he’s too proud to ask for help,” she said pointing to a boy behind her, his short blonde hair and brown eyes shine as he smiles. “I was hoping you’d help him around, if s’alright.” her smile radiated, and when she caught eye of Harriet it seemed she lit up even more, her smile fading out of pure awe, not sadness. “Ah,” Harriet said looking at the woman, “but you still haven’t told us his name, sweetheart” she finished. “His names Newt, but I want to know more about you.” Sonya said looking directly at Harriet, her eyes twinkling with hope and her voiced laced with a sultry sweet motive. Harriet was caught off guard by this confidence, but she was as intrigued as ever. Harriet nodded at you with a smirk on her face “You show him around, I’ll show her around.”, understanding what Harriet had planned you looked at Newt, “Well, your tour awaits.” He stares at you, “Aren’t you going to at least tell me your name?”, his accent thick and mesmerizing. “Whats it to you?” you asked, soon you were weirdly uncertain of why you responded so snarky. His mind swimming with how pretty he thought you were, forgetting to respond. You took that as him backing away “I’m sorry, my names Y/n,” your smirk welcoming again as excitement at a new friendship flowed through you. “dyou have your schedule yet?” you asked, Newt reached into the pocket of his fleece jacket, and pulled out a piece of paper. Glancing over the paper you looked up at him, “We’ve got pretty much the same classes, ‘cept you’ve got 3rd and 6th with Frypan and Thomas, oh you’ll just love Fry and Thomas!” You grabbed his hand and led him through the hallways, the walls painted to look like a beach caught his attention as you dragged him every which way. When the bell rang you rushed to your class, making Newt sit right next to you. “You’re awful confident we will be friends.” he smiles at you, his tone sarcastic. “You’re awful confident that confidence isn’t how friendships grow.” you retort with a light grin on your lips.

Throughout each class you shared interests, talking nonstop, by the end of the day you knew you wanted to be his friend. “Let’s play rock paper scissors,” you say near the end of the last class of the day. ‘rock, paper, scissor, SHOOT!”, the final bell of the day rang, signaling the school day was over while you lay down paper with your palm up, Newt looks at you slightly confused, he’s never seen someone play that way. He looks at your palm and it has a note in it, holding it out for Newt, he grabs it and reads ‘In case that confidence of mine worked,’ and then your number, written in purple gel pen. As he goes to look up at you, smirk on his face and crinkles beside his eyes, you were gone.

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