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I’m bored as heck right now and I want to be more active on here with posts of my own, so I have made a top ten tag. Please feel welcom to do it and tag some of your friends hehe :))

1. Top Ten Movies (non-series)

2. Top Ten Movies (part of series)

3. Top Ten Songs by your Favourite Artist

4. Top Ten Celebrities

5. Top Ten Fictional Females

6. Top Ten Fictional Males

7. Top Ten Ships

8. Top Ten Television Shows

9. Top Ten Favourite Foods

Word Count: 764

Summary: Newt finally works up the courage to ask his girl something important.

Authors Note: Sorry for my absence! I did just write three Newt imagines so I’ll try to get them all uploaded today if I like them but this was my favorite I wrote out of the three and it’s possibly my favourite imagine I’ve ever written? Have a good day friends!

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Newt knew that he wanted to do this he just didn’t know how. Every minute of the day he thought about it, worried about it. How Y/N would react to it. He’d talked to Thomas about it. He’d talked to Frypan about it. He’d even talked to Brenda about it. The teenager needed the validation because the thought of messing up the relationship he had with Y/N, terrified him.

Within the six months of his best friend missing, Y/N had been there for him. Y/N had hugged him while Newt shared his worries of how they were going to get Minho back. She cheered him up. She was his everything. Y/N had arrived in the Glade only a few months after his incident and she has never left his side since. The couple had shared many memories together that he never wanted to end and thus, his idea to propose was born.

The group were sitting at a table getting ready to eat dinner. Y/N sat beside him, oblivious to what was going on. Frypan, Thomas, Jorge and Brenda all shared smirks between each other as they watched Newt carefully. He had almost become a robot, barely making any movements and if he did they looked extremely awkward. With a big gulp, Newt turned to the love of his life.

“Y/N, w-we need to talk,” he managed to get out.

Brenda looked at him disapprovingly, knowing that’s not a good way to start a conversation with your loved one. Thomas and Frypan shared a look of amusement, as this was one of the happiest things to happen to them since they lost Minho, if not, ever. Y/N looked across at her friends with a worried expression before turning back to Newt.

“Of course,” she answered in a questioning tone.

Newt slid out from the bench, Y/N did the same and followed him. They arrived at a secluded area and both of them were extremely nervous, of course for different reasons. The moon created a gentle light that illuminated the two of them and there was a slight breeze. It was the perfect setting for it.

“I don’t know where to start,” Newt said, rubbing his sweaty palms on his pants.

“Newt, I’m sorry if I did something wrong. I’ll try and fix it. I love you too much for you to break up with me,” Y/N blurted, her eyes starting to water.

“What? I’m not breaking up with you! I would never do that,” Newt exclaimed, confused at the sight of his distraught girlfriend.

“Then,” she paused, “Then what’s going on?”

“Well,” Newt started, grabbing both her hands and holding them tightly in his. He paused for a long moment, afraid of what her reaction was going to be, but it was now or never. “Y/N, you are the light of my life. You are the greatest person I’ve ever met and,” another pause, “And if- When we get onto that Island, I want to marry you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I love you. I love you so much. The thought of not being with you terrifies me. So, will you marry me?”

Y/N’s mouth hung open and newfound tears watered her eyes. Newt studied her face carefully, hoping he hadn’t said anything wrong. He really only wanted for her to be happy. A wash of relief flooded him as she nodded tearfully with a wide grin.

“Yes. Yes, of course I want to marry you,” Y/N said as happy tears trailed down her face.

Newt smiled the biggest smile Y/N had ever seen. She let go of his hands and wrapped her arms around his neck, brushing her lips against Newts. They shared a long passionate kiss before Y/N jumped and wrapped her legs around Newt’s body. He held her by her waist and his head fell into the crook if her neck.

“I love you Y/N. I love you more than anything else in this bloody world,” he whispered, his hot breath tickling her neck.

“I love you so much, Newt,” she replied, squeezing tighter.

Newt’s now fiancé, dropped from his grip and kissed him again. He grinned down at her, almost scared for this to be a dream. Y/N grabbed Newt’s hand and they turned around to see their group of friends standing in a line, all armed with toothy smiles.

“So, she said yes?” Frypan asked, although it looked like he already knew the answer.

last updated: 09/06/18

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Ruby Martinez

- Hold On For Me - *Part Two

- Dating. We’re Dating.

-*Off Limits - Part One Part Two Part Three

-*Falling Out

Cesar Diaz

last updated: 09/06/18

John Murphy

- Dark Days Become Bright Again

- Serenity 

last updated: 9/06/18

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Isaac Lahey

- Home

- Love Me Or Leave Me

- You’re Okay

- Actions Have Consequences

Liam Dunbar

- Salvation

Stiles Stilinski

Last Updated: 17/07/18

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Newt

- Cold

- Bed Bound

-Doing It For You

- I Missed You

-We Need to Talk

Minho

Word Count: 725 Prompt, Summary, Request:  Please could you do murphy from the 100 with hellsdemonictrinity prompts 17 20 and 27? If that's okay? X 

17: I can’t sleep, can I sleep here?

20: You look amazing tonight

27: Kiss Me

Warnings: badly written PTSD

Author's Note: I hope you like this! Sorry for lack of psots, my laptop is broken and it’s exam/assigment time so I’m trying to keep it all together haha. Enjoy! 

Beads of sweat dripped down your forehead as you quickly shot up from the bed. Another nightmare had interrupted your precious sleep. Not that is was unusual anymore, ever since Mount Weather, you’ve never really been the same. It was a touchy subject too, nobody really spoke about it so you would just keep it to yourself.

Tonight, was different. Tonight, you felt as though that even if you closed your eyes, you would be back there. Without any hesitation, you pulled back the damp covers-from your sweat- and clambered out of bed. Arkadia was quite cold tonight but you didn’t care. You needed Murphy. You needed him now.

A few moments later, you arrived at his bedroom. You stood outside of the metal door for a while, contemplating whether you should go in or not. The last thing you wanted to do was annoy your boyfriend.  After a few more moments of silent pacing, you pushed the door open.

Much to your surprise, Murphy was awake and was flipping through a book that he was holding on his bed. His eyes darted up towards you and a small smile played on his lips. He shut his book quickly and threw it on the floor.

“I was wondering when you were going to come inside. What can I help you with?” He asked, rising to his feet.

“Can I-“You paused for a moment and sighed, “I can’t sleep, can I stay here?”

Murphy’s suggestive look turned soft when he realised how small your voice was. Quickly, he stepped closer to you and pulled you close to his chest. Warmth radiated from his body, already making you feel at home.

“Of course. Is everything okay, princess?” He questioned, running his slender fingers through your hair.

There was a long silence. You’d never talked about Mount Weather with anybody except Jasper. With a big inhale, you started.

“No. Ever since Mount Weather, I feel, I don’t know. Different. I can’t get the images of them taking my blood and killing all my friends out of my head. They haunt me, Murph. I’m scared.”

“Why haven’t you told me any of this?” Murphy asked, worriedly.

“I don’t know. I didn’t want to annoy you and it’s just, hard.”

“You could never annoy me. Well, most of the time. But I want to always help you. Okay?” He explained, pulling slightly away from you so he could hold your face and brush the hair away from your forehead.

“Is there anything else you wanted me to do for you?” Murphy asked, his fingers brushing over your cheeks, gently.

“Kiss me.”

A smile spread across Murphy’s lips as he shook his head. Slowly, he leaned down and carefully pecked your lips. But you needed more. You craved the way his lips felt on yours. You snaked your arms around his neck and pulled him back to your lips. The way he kissed you, helped you forget. It made you feel safe, again. Something you haven’t felt in a long time. His lips were the only familiar thing you have felt in a long time. You felt as though they were the only thing that were going to keep you sane at that point in time. 

Sadly, he pulled away from you, his head still resting on your forehead and his taste still lingering on your lips. You inhaled deeply, taking in his scent and enjoying the fact that for once, you didn’t feel completely petrified.

“You look amazing tonight, by the way,” He whispered lowly, his hands tangling in your hair.

“I’m a mess, Murph. You don’t have to lie,” you chuckled softly but appreciated the way he made you feel.

“Well, you’re the most beautiful mess I’ve ever seen,” he replied, kissing your forehead softly and pulled away from the embrace he had you in.

Murphy softly grabbed your hand and pulled you along to his bed. He helped you in and then quickly followed. You pulled the blankets over the both of you and rest your head on his bare chest. The sound of Murphy’s heartbeat was so soothing that you were already falling asleep on him. Murphy sighed with content before he spoke.

“Goodnight, Princess.”