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I still love this so much 🥲

YOU’VE GOT THIS

(TMR: Gally, Chuck)

Based on this headcanon by @c-taylor-wanna-be-a-glader , hope you enjoy! 💜

The Glade was an intimidating place. Surrounded by a square of giant impenetrable concrete walls covered in ivy, doors closing every night to shield their living space from the monsters that lurked in the Maze. Grievers, they called them. Of course, nobody but the Runners knew what was really out there. Maybe it was for the best - most of the boys seemed comfortable adopting the “Know less - sleep better” policy. The Builders, the Track-Hoes, the Medjacks, the Cooks - ever single person did their part to make it a livable place to be, to build a community. And it worked - life inside the walls was a relatively peaceful one. But with no memories of who you were, where you came from, or why any of this was happening, one couldn’t help but feel scared. Even more so when you’re the Greenie. Even more so when you’re the youngest one yet.

Chuck aimlessly wandered around the Glade, hands stuffed into his pockets as he tried incessantly to find himself something to do. He’s only been there a couple of days, still not knowing what his place would be, not knowing half the boys’ names or who they were.

Some were harder to miss than others, though.

Gally was a good example of that.

Keeper of the Builders. At over 6 feet tall, broad shoulders, an imposing, dominating presence - it was impossible not to notice him. Despite his intimidating appearance, he wasn’t a bad guy. He just liked things to be in order and got frustrated with people shucking up the simplest of tasks. Not a bad quality for a guy in charge, Chuck thought to himself. He was strong as hell, too. Chuck got to witness Gally wrestle in the Circle on his first bonfire night. Wipe the ground with every poor shank who dared challenge him. It was impressive. Maybe one day he could be strong like that too…

“Can I help you?”

Chuck was efficiently snapped out of his musings as his head turned in the direction of the voice.

Gally was seated on a log, looking up at him, one of his uniquely-shaped eyebrows arched in slight amusement as a knife danced in between his nimble fingers.

The younger boy awkwardly shifted his weight between his feet. Deep in his thoughts, he must’ve lost all sense of direction if he’s wound up near Gally’s work station.

“Lost, Greenie?”

Chuck shrugged, eyes timidly glued to the ground

“No, I’m just…” he paused, gesturing vaguely “Walking around.”

Gally gave a short nod, not bothering to ask any more questions as he returned to his work.

Chuck watched as he proceeded to carve something out of a piece of wood in his hands. He couldn’t help but stare at the way his knife worked so effortlessly against the rough texture as it gradually gained form and turned into something useful.

“What are you doing?”

Gally glanced up at him “Making a handle.”

“A handle for what?”

“For a thing that needs a handle, I don’t know, Fry asked me to make one.”

Chuck fidgeted for a moment, gathering up the courage before asking

“Can I… Can I try making something too?”

The older boy looked up once again, more intently this time

“You wanna learn to carve wood? Why? No offense Greenie, but I don’t think the Builders are the place for you.”

Chuck knew, of course. The job required a certain amount of physical strength that he simply didn’t have.

“No, it’s not that, I just… I don’t know, forget it, I’m sorry.”

Gally watched as Chuck turned to leave. Some part of him couldn’t help but feel bad for the kid. He didn’t know why the Creators kept sending up people every month. He didn’t know what the selection process was, if such a thing even existed. But to send up a child? That was cruel, even for them. Every Greenie was a confused frightened mess, every month, it was a pattern everyone had gotten used to by now. But none of them were ever this young and innocent and…

“Hey.”

Chuck stopped dead in his tracks at the sound of Gally’s deep voice behind him. He slowly turned back around.

“Yeah?”

Gally gestured for him to come closer, taking a second knife out of his tool belt and nodding towards the spot next to him.

A relieved smile lit up the younger boy’s face as he scurried over and settled down on the log.

Gally reached somewhere behind him and handed over a smaller piece of wood before passing the knife as well.

“Here. You have the material, you have the tool. Knock yourself out.”

Chuck scratched the back of his neck, fumbling the piece of wood in his hand

“…What do I make?”

Gally let out a light-hearted sigh, looking over to him

“A spoon. Make a spoon.”

“But we have spoons…”

Gally’s unfaltering gaze effectively stopped him from questioning it any further.

For a few minutes Chuck fiddled with the knife as he attempted to mimic earlier movements of the Keeper’s skilled hands, clumsily carving some bits off of the wooden piece. Gally wasn’t making it obvious that he was watching his struggle. He kept glancing at the boy every now and then until he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Do you wanna go to sleep with those fingers?”

“Huh?” Chuck looked up in alarm, halting all action.

“Never cut towards yourself and get a better grip on the knife. Like this.” He reached over, adjusting the boy’s smaller fingers around the handle.

They spent the next half hour like this. Chuck doing everything wrong, Gally fixing his mistakes while doing his best to teach him without getting agitated. He was pleasantly surprised to find that Chuck was a relatively fast learner. He listened to his instructions and his movements were getting steadier, more confident. At the end of it all, Chuck was holding a roughly-carved, but very passable wooden spoon.

“Well look at that. That’s not half bad, Greenie.” A light half-smile crossed the Keeper’s features as he looked over the handy work.

Chuck’s smile was brighter than he could remember it being. Granted, he’s only been there a couple of days, but even so. It was genuine. It was pure. He made something! It wasn’t easy, but he did it, and he enjoyed it, too! It wasn’t much, but it was a start. With time, with practice, he was sure he could get better. Maybe even make something of his own…

“Thanks, Gally.”

He reached over to return the knife but Gally shook his head, holding a hand up.

“Nah, keep it. You just might have a knack for this.”

Chuck paused for a moment, unsure of whether or not he should really keep it. But after a subtle nod from the Keeper he smiled once again, quickly hiding the knife in his pocket.

He was grateful. He wasn’t expecting the toughest guy in the Glade to spend a half hour teaching him to carve wood. But for the first time since his arrival, he felt weirdly peaceful. He felt… good.

Chuck sprang up from the log, twirling the spoon between his fingers, already eager to show it to someone.

“Awesome! Really… Thank you.”

Gally merely chuckled at the boy’s excited state.

“No problem.”

He paused, eyeing the smallest glader with what could only be described as reassurance “You’ll be okay, newbie. You’ve got this.”

Chuck beamed, giving a firm nod before hurrying away to show his creation to Alby. Or Newt, or anyone!

Gally watched him run off in the direction of the Homestead, a small sympathetic smile etching the corner of his mouth.

“You’ll be okay…”

Thank you for reading!

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On this day in Stydia history...

All those times they were reaching each other without even touching.

(December 13, 2016)

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Stiles is real. I know it.

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I knew poinsettias "faked" having big flowers by just turning some leaves red but I didn't know the real tiny flowers in the middle looked like such idiots

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On this day in Stydia history...

I couldn't sleep last night. So um... I got up, figured I'd do some paperwork. The files were in the back of my car. So I... I go to the garage, and some junk has fallen off a shelf and I... I stubbed my toe on an old baseball bat. Without thinking I yelled a name...

Stiles.

(December 6, 2016)

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The Maze Runner x Text Posts

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send me a fruit

peach: do you have any piercings or tattoos?

raspberry: favorite flower?

lemon: do you have any pets? what are their names?

mango: what is your trademark?

passion fruit: how would you describe your style?

pineapple: sexual orientation?

strawberry: favorite desserts?

cherry: can you play any musical instruments or can you sing?

grape: if you could take a vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go?

banana: favorite horror movies?

blackberry: is your life an action film, a comedy, a romantic comedy, or drama?

pomegranate: when do you feel the most confident?

cantaloupe: what are your parents’ names?

guava: dark & dramatic makeup or natural makeup?

tangelo: if you could be any mythical creature, which would you be?

plum: favorite clothing brands?

coconut: favorite perfume?

lychee: satin or lace?

blueberry: what do you want to dress up as for halloween?

apple: what do you use more, tumblr or twitter?

kiwi: what’s something that fascinates you?

watermelon: do you have a job? if so, what is your job title?

papaya: what song describes your aesthetic?

cranberry: favorite time of the day; morning, afternoon, dusk, or night?

nectarine: would you consider yourself an emotional person?

orange: do you have long eyelashes?

apricot: what do you do when you’re sad?

star fruit: favorite sea creature?

dragonfruit: do you drink alcohol?

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Our Halloween party was Harry Potter themed, and it was my favorite one, yet!

Most of the food was themed, but we added a few things, just bc we wanted them.

We had:

Pumpkin pasties

Chocolate frogs

Butterbeer muddy buddies

Treacle tart

Birthdae cake

Pumpkin shaped cheese ball (one of the best things I've ever eaten, btw)

Chocolate/caramel apple fixings

Pumpkin juice

Butterbeer

Pensieve punch (with edible glitter memories to pour in!)

The entire evening was magical and amazing, and I loved every second of it!!

Ps I was dressed as Hagrid, but don't have any pictures atm. Sorry, not sorry.

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I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING

RING TING TINGLING TOOOOOOOOOOOOO

COME ON IT’S LOVELY WEATHER

FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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wonder if vampires swallow blood wrong sometimes. like yeah they don't need to breathe but it's still gonna suck innit? like they're getting their lil drinky on and want to deliver a devastating one liner to their victim so they pull away and half choke on a mouthful of blood. id turn to dust on the spot. i'd set myself on fire. i'd go to coffin and not leave for a decade.

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people

in the mountains

mountain people

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See. Even though newt is canonically is taller than Thomas.

It’s been scientifically proven that he’s actually very smoll. look at him. very tiny. wouldn’t hurt a fly unless he’s cranky.

I don’t make the rules.

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Want to learn something new in 2022??

Absolute beginner adult ballet series (fabulous beginning teacher)

40 piano lessons for beginners (some of the best explanations for piano I’ve ever seen)

Excellent basic crochet video series

Basic knitting (probably the best how to knit video out there)

Pre-Free Figure Skate Levels A-D guides and practice activities (each video builds up with exercises to the actual moves!)

How to draw character faces video (very funny, surprisingly instructive?)

Another drawing character faces video

Literally my favorite art pose hack

Tutorial of how to make a whole ass Stardew Valley esque farming game in Gamemaker Studios 2??

Introduction to flying small aircrafts

French/Dutch/Fishtail braiding

Playing the guitar for beginners (well paced and excellent instructor)

Playing the violin for beginners (really good practical tips mixed in)

Color theory in digital art (not of the children’s hospital variety)

Retake classes you hated but now there’s zero stakes:

Calculus 1 (full semester class)

Learn basic statistics (free textbook)

Introduction to college physics (free textbook)

Introduction to accounting (free textbook)

Learn a language:

Ancient Greek

Latin

Spanish

German

Japanese (grammar guide) (for dummies)

French

Russian (pretty good cyrillic guide!)

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Just remembered this gem, and now I'm suddenly so emotional.

Soft Gally Headcanon

Look out, I don’t have too many of these!

But I was thinking about Chuck’s carving. How sweet would it be, if it turns out Gally was the one who taught him how to carve wood?

Or like, Gally was whittling, and the new little Greenie wandered over, all shy and scared. Gally had a brief lapse of macho, handed Chuck a knife, and they sat there together whittling away their frustrations.

Before long Gally probably noticed Chuck’s talent, encouraged him, and told him to keep the knife.

From then on he was typical Gally, but neither one of them forgot that day.

And when Gally carved Chuck’s name on the memorial stone, that’s what he was thinking of.

Okay, sorry about that. My feels are flaring up now, gotta go cry.

Also, if anyone wants to write this scene, feel free BUT PLEASE TAG MEEE!