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Rushed Reunion (pt. 3)

Find part one HERE - Find part two HERE

⚠contains Maze Runner SPOILERS⚠

{Gally x !GN! Reader}

Summary: You and Gally are forced to split up to search for the immunes and get them to safety.

Warnings: Violence

WC: 815

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You quickly get every immune lined up into rows before exiting the room. Minho and Thomas lead the group with you and another rebel in the back. Quickly, the group marches down the hallway, not passing another guard until you are about to exit the building. Thomas ignores the man at the front desk, who asks him for confirmation that he is allowed to take the immunes, which causes the man to yell out after him. Almost immediately, loud footsteps in the hallways can be heard in response to the man’s yell, and Thomas looks back at the group. 

“Follow me!” he calls to the immunes, “And get ready to run!” You can see fear cross the immunes' faces as the deeper meaning of his words sinks in; we are in danger. 

Quickly, you head out of the building, and Thomas and Minho begin sprinting across the courtyard beyond the front doors. The immunes follow, doing their best to keep up with the leaders in their starving state, but gunfire soon follows the group. You turn, taking out your own guns in preparation for a fight, but strong hands pull you by your waist backwards. You let out a cry before a familiar voice shushes you, pulling you behind an overturned car at the edge of the courtyard. 

“Don’t get yourself killed,” Gally whispers, “it’s not worth it, not to me.” You nod, a smile tugging at your lips, before more gunfire causes your head to turn. Most of the immunes have made it safely to the rebel vans, but a couple of bodies lie on the ground, blood seeping onto the concrete. You turn again to face Gally, a look of fear crossing your face. 

“How do we make it out of this?” You ask, and he flips up his mask as well as yours. 

“Listen to me,” he says, taking your face in his hands, “we are not going to die today.” You nod, and he leans in to kiss you softly. You lean into the kiss to deepen it, but are forced to pull away too soon. “Are you ready?” He asks, flipping his mask back down. You nod, pulling yours down as well. 

You both stand in unison, raising your guns to the door and rooftops and firing at the guards still standing there. A couple of other rebels appear from the shadows to help, taking out nearly all of the guards. A rebel falls to your left, and you duck as gunshots fly over your head. Peeking out from behind the car, you aim your gun at a guard's helmet, getting a direct hit and watching them fall to the ground. Gally takes out another guard, and looking around, you spot no other guards outside of the building. 

“Let’s go, Gally says, pulling you to your feet, “we may not get another chance.” You run at full speed towards the last rebel van, that is still waiting in the shadows. He almost pushes you into the passenger seat before sprinting around to the driver seat and hopping in. He pushes a key from his belt into the ignition and the van stirrs to life. Gally slams his foot on the gas and the van streams forward. After getting back on the road, you experience no obstacles, easily blending in with the crowd of other cars until you can pull off the road and into the rebel’s van parking. You both get out of the van and Gally walks around the van to hug you. “Are you okay?” He asks, pulling away to scan your body. 

“A little bruised,” you answer, “but I’m okay.” He nods, and embraces you again before pulling your face closer to his to kiss you deeply. You are interrupted a few moments later by Thomas, who walks into the lot laughing. 

“Okay, okay, get a room,” he says groaning. 

Around the campfire that night, you discuss your next moves. You know that you need to move by the next day because WCKD will be looking for you now that you have the other immunes. You snuggle closer to Gally and he holds you to his body pretectively. You feel warm in his arms, despite the cool and windy evening. By the end of the night, you have a plan on how to get the immunes the safety, as well as take down WCKD. Gally carries you to bed while Minho and Thomas put out the fire, and when you ask him to stay with you, he doesn’t hesitate to drag his blankets over towards you. You move closer to him and his arms encircles your body. Laying your head on his chest, you feel safe and tired. The last thing you remember before falling asleep, is a gentle kiss on the top of your head, and a deep voice saying, 

“Goodnight, sweetheart, I love you.”

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Hello! Are you writing a part 3 to Rush Reunion with Gally? Thanks!

yes!!! part 3 is coming soon... <333

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When you run out of fics to read

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hot girl shit (reading fanfiction on a friday night instead of going out)

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Unplanned

{John B x Female reader}

Summary: You find out that you are pregnant but are nervous to tell John B, not knowing how he will react to the news.

Warnings: Teenage pregnancy

A/N: sorry for the long wait 😣

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Words: 700

You awake feeling sluggish, nauseous, and somehow hungry all at the same time. Turning over, you set your eyes upon John B, his sleeping figure emanating warmth and peace. You sit up, stretching out your back before swinging your legs over the side of the bed to stand. Sliding on some slippers, you head for the kitchen to make some tea, that is until your stomach turns, and you know the tea will have to wait. Quickly, you bolt to the bathroom, barely having time to pull back your messy hair, before emptying your stomach into the toilet.

It only lasts a minute or two, and you stumble to the sink no longer feeling sick. Quickly, you flush the toilet, wash your face, and brush your teeth, as jumbles of thoughts run through your head. As you exit the bathroom, John B. emerges from the bedroom, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and stretching out his muscled arms.

"Mornin'" he yawns, giving you a quick peck on the cheek, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"Eggs," you say, without really thinking, "fried." He nods, walking towards the kitchen. He opens the fridge before turning back to you,

"Looks like we're out; you want me to make you something else?" You shake your head.

"I'll run out and grab some, we need OJ and bread anyway." He looks puzzled as he turns back to the fridge to prepare his own breakfast.

"Since when do you want OJ," he mumbles to himself.

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Once out of the house, you allow your mind to wander. Was the a stomach bug going around, or maybe you had eaten too much pizza the night before? You couldn't explain it. Usually nausea hung around, but at that moment, you felt better than ever, physically at least.

At the store, you grabbed OJ, a loaf of bread, the eggs, and a tub of ice cream. On your way towards the checkout line, you passed by the feminine hygene products, checking for sales. After a quick glance, you were about to leave, when your eyes swept across a dull pink box. Without thinking twice, you grabbed the box, paid, and left the store.

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Back at the chateaux, John B. was making breakfast; well, heating up leftover pizza, but he took the eggs and cracked a couple into a pan for you.

"Be right back" you called, stuffing the box under your shirt and heading for the bathroom. Closing the door, you open the box and follow the directions, waiting the agonizing 5 minutes while pacing the bathroom. Suddenly, a picture appears on the small stick, two dark lines. You feel your face lose all color and your stomach feels sicker than it did that morning. Shaking, you pick up the stick, staring at it. You were worried what this meant for you and your future, but more importantly, what John B. would think. You were scared.

Slowly, you exit the bathroom, walking stiffly into the kitchen and towards John B. He is leaning against the counter, clearly waiting for you to begin eating breakfast. As you near him, he looks up, smiling.

"Hi beautiful, ready to eat?" His expression changes when you look up at him, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. "What's wrong?" He crosses to you immediately, gently grabbing your arms, "tell me what happened love." Then, he notices what you're holding. "What-?" He faulters, absorbing what he's seeing. "Oh."

That breaks you, and your knees buckle. He catches you before you hit the ground, guiding your body the rest of the way to the floor. "Love, please don't cry, it's okay, it's okay."

"No, it's not," you sob into his bare chest, "everything will change, and I don't know what to do." You are stumbling over your words, but he listens patiently as you ramble. When you go silent, he kisses your forehead, resting his head on the top of yours.

"Beautiful girl," he starts "whatever happens, I am here, whatever you are going through, I will go through with you." You look up at him, sniffing. He smiles before lightly kissing your forehead again. "I would never leave you alone."

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something suggestive with rafe??? gn reader pls

Can I Sit Here?

{Rafe Cameron x !gn reader}

Warnings: drugs, drinking, suggestive content, thigh riding

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Once splitting up after arriving at the party, you didn't spot Rafe again until he was hunched over on a battered old couch doing lines of coke. As you walk over to him, a drink in your hand, he looks up, a half-smile lighting up his face.

"Hello beautiful" he says, leaning against the back of the couch lazily, "how're you doing?" You smile, setting your drink down on the table.

"Good, can I sit here?" He nods, and you straddle his waist, one knee on either side of his body.

"Out" he directs at the other boys around him, and they leave the couch immediately, leaving it empty besides the two of you. His face raises up to yours to kiss you passionately, and you grab either side of his face to deepen the kiss.

After a moment, you begin to move your hips across his legs, making him groan into the kiss. "Naughty" he whispers, smirking.

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💌valentines date night with jj? also can i be on ur taglist???

🩷Valentines Day HCs🩷

JJ always had a hard time opening up to you but the more time you spent together the more comfortable he felt around you

He was never super romantic, but when you casually mentioned that Valentine's Day was coming up, he knew that he had to plan something for you

He was pretty nonchalant all day, giving you little pecks throughout your morning routine and complimenting you

"good morning beautiful"

he would "help" you make breakfast by wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck

you would have to push him off

he would bring you on a cute picnic for dinner and dessert

it would be secluded so you could have your privacy

if you were talking, he would be dreamily looking into your eyes

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🩷Valentines Week Blurbs🩷

Requests are OPEN this week!

Request a Valentines blurb/hcs for any character you want!

I will write ALL ideas requested in the next week (2/10-2/16)

Include the character(s), mood (angst, fluff, smut, etc), gender of the reader (or gn) and any other ideas/genres/relationships you want!

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Rushed Reunion (pt. 2)

Find part one HERE

⚠contains maze runner SPOILERS⚠

{Gally x !GN! Reader}

Summary: After reuniting with Gally, the group makes a plan to enter WCKD in the attempt to find Minho and the other immunes. 

Warnings: Violence, cursing

WC: 850

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You all sit around a raging fire as Thomas explains his plan. To your right, Newt and Fry are roasting a dozen or so skewers of meat over the flames, and to your left, is Gally. You are already snuggled into his side, his arm around you protectively. 

“All we have to do is get into WCKD,” Thomas says to the group at large, “Gally, do you have any more uniforms?” 

“Yup” Gally grunts, “should have enough for everyone.” 

“Good,” Thomas responds, “once we’re inside, we shouldn’t have a problem finding Minho and the other immunes.”

“You’ll need a keycard,” someone says from the group. Your eyes try to find them, but they are lost in the crowd. “Any room of importance inside WCKD requires one to enter.” Thomas nods thoughtfully. 

“You wouldn’t happen to have one of those too, would you Gally?”

The next day you, Newt, Thomas, and a handful of rebels from Gally’s group crouch outside of WCKD’s front doors, waiting. You had put up a fight when Thomas had separated you from Gally, but had insisted that he was needed elsewhere. 

“You’ll be reunited again in a few hours,” Thomas promised, but you still had your doubts. After the long months apart, you didn’t want to part from him for another moment. 

Finally, the two guards stationed outside turn, and walk into the building, giving you your chance. “C’mon,” Thomas whispers, “we only have a minute or so until the next rotation.” After a cautious glance, you spring forward, heading for the door. The group follows, and after reaching the door, you all straighten up and walk in. Two from your group stay outside, replacing the guards that had just left. As you head into the building, two more guards pass you, tipping their heads. 

“Morning”. You nod in response. As they exit, you can hear them talking to the rebels outside. “I thought we were supposed to be stationed here next?”

“Harry, don’t argue, I need a break anyway.” By the time you reach the stairs, the two guards had reentered through the doors, and were walking towards the elevator on the other side of the room. Quickly, you speed up the stairs. 

Your group wanders for a while, but most of the hallways are empty. The few guards you do pass, walk in groups of three or four. 

“Do these guys never travel alone?” You ask Thomas, keeping your voice low.

“I guess not,” Thomas responds, “maybe we should just try the next group we see.” As we turn the next corner, you spot two guards, standing stiffly by a sliding door. Thomas ushers the group back quickly. “I hope you’re all ready, because we have an opportunity.” Members of the group nod, including you and Newt. “Okay, let’s go.” 

You turn the corner casually, walking two-by-two. As you approach the guards, they turn, and each gives a slight nod. Before they can face forward again, Thomas pounces and the rest of you follow. Newt and another taller boy clamp their hands over the guards mouths while Thomas whacks each of them in turn, on the side of the head. Quietly, you carry them back around the corner, stuffing them into an unlocked storage room. Before closing the door, you rummage through their pockets, producing a keycard apiece. Passing one back to Thomas, you slide the other into your own pocket. 

“We’ve got to go,” you say in a harsh whisper, closing the door silently. The others nod. The remaining two rebels from Gally’s group take the places of the guards. 

“When you’re able to break away, head back to the rendezvous point we discussed earlier. If we aren’t back in a couple of hours, head back to the camp without us. We can find a way back on our own.” The rebels nod, straightening their stances by the door. 

You, Newt, and Thomas walk stiffly together, rounding sharp corners and peeking into open doorways. It isn’t until you hear a sharp command echo from an opening door up ahead that you get any clue to where the immunes could be. 

“If I hear another sound-” a taller guard threatens, his voice deep and commanding, “no one’s eating tonight.” He slams the door behind him, sharply turning to face you. “What are you looking at?!” He asks harshly. 

“We’re just-”

“We’re just, nothing,” he spits, a scowl appearing on his face, “go.” You nod, ushering the others down a hallway to your right. “Newbies,” you hear the man say from behind you. 

You linger in the hallway for a few moments, until the sound of the man’s boots have disappeared down the hallway. Then, you jog to the door. Slipping the keycard out of your pocket, you unlock the door, wincing as the doors squeak as they open. Stepping into the dimly-lit room, dozens of meek, gaunt faces greet you. Quickly, you flip up your helmet, smiling at the room of young immunes. 

“Don’t worry, we’re here to help.”

Part 3

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you know what this means...

time for a marathon

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The devil works hard but fanfic writers work harder

Ps. Y’all are amazing and the most creative writers ❤︎. keep up the amazing work ✩

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Just a reminder that your eating disorder will not give you the sense of control you’re looking for.

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The struggle of wanting to finish a book as quickly as possible because you're so excited for it but also wanting to savor your first time reading it.

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When you're writing and you suddenly realize you don't know what happens next

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Monday, January 1

You did it.

2024 is here, and so are you. Cheers, kid. Glad you're around for this one.

May your 2024 be filled with the kind of love you deserve, the kind of people who make you feel good, and absolutely zero bed bugs.