#newt x teresa x frypan

[its-tea-time-darling]

Can we talk about Teresa/Newt m/ Frypan ?

i was gonna say not a ship i instinctively think of--BUT then i remembered the *turns fry's head away* scene laskdjlkfala. good thinking my friend

share your ideas on it if you like?

[victoriandrama]

Thomas’ instagram stories for my AU ff 🫶✨

All of them are from before the ff timeline! So no newtmas sadly (for now!!)

[misskingshit]

𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 summary: After so long, you finally take the step. Note: I hope the fandom of The Maze Runner is not dead because yesterday I watched the movie and my fandom that was buried and gathering dust deep inside me, finally came out again, but I hope I'm not the only one. xoxo

At the beginning, when you arrived, you couldn't deny the fact that you were a little scared for being the only girl among so many teenage boys. Going through a place and feeling some gazes on you was uncomfortable, flirting (or attempts to) were unbearable, but you were lucky to be part of the best group on the glade, your favorite boy in it, Minho. He spent most of his time in the maze but whenever he came back the first thing he did was make sure you were okay and didn't have any trouble with any slimy boy. Your best friend… best friend. "What's up today, are you idiots or what, every five seconds some idiot gets hurt" you sighed "and you guys leave all the work to me" you looked accusingly at Clint and Jeff. "Why do you think they come? They all want you to attend to them, you're the only girl" the second mentioned says obviously. "You are disgusting" you turned around to continue organizing the table with the materials and remedies that you have. The noise of the door made with branches or whatever Gally used, was heard opening and you couldn't take it anymore "for God's sake stop being so stupid and be more careful or I'll have Clint start healing you" You turned around to see who had entered. "Shunk, I never really liked Clint" his voice sounds tired but playful. "Minho! what happened to you?" You analyzed everything you could about his clothes, a bruise on his right cheekbone, a cut on his eyebrow, and his lips somewhat dry and pale. Still, he was the most handsome boy you had ever seen. "The maze, I just tripped, nothing to worry about" he said "but I really would like you to heal me, not Clint" you both chuckled. "You are my exception" you grabbed a couple of gauze pads and alcohol to disinfect. You were standing between his legs, even so, his faces were at the same height since he was sitting on some kind of stretcher, the distance was very short, your body was completely bristling. Your gaze and his meet when you finish putting the band-aid on his eyebrow, you don't really know how to react when you feel Minho's hands on your waist, and even less when you feel his lips on yours. Without hesitation, although very nervous, you followed the kiss passing both of your arms around his neck, Minho pressed you more against him, he was perfect, the situation was perfect, everything was perfect. At this moment you didn't care about being the only girl, being locked up with murderous bugs and a little labyrinth around you, having forgotten everything about your past life, because now you had him and it was the best thing that could happen to you. Your lips collided very well, your saliva mixing with his at that moment seemed the hottest thing in the whole world. "If that's how you start treating your patients, they'll line up" Clint's voice came from behind him. "And I'll kick your asses one by one if you just look at her" Minho's voice sounded loud, mad, rude, Clint just raised his hands scared and left. You couldn't help but kiss his cheek and laugh a little "if you're like that to protect me, I'll make you jealous more often" you kissed him again. "You don't know how long I waited for this moment" he said between kisses, which each time became more passionate and needy. "Oh god Minho" you blurted out after feeling his hands squeeze your butt, kissing your neck. "Say my name like that one more time and I'll fuck you right here, right now” My God, the real man.

[emarttt]

I’m not a violent dog…

I don’t know why I bite…

I’ve seen this audio on TikTok multiple times and I couldn’t help thinking about how it resonated with Gally’s character. This is from a deleted scene I think they should have kept in the last movie soooo bad because it shows how much Gally feels guilty about what happened in the first movie. He was a teenager, he couldn’t control anything and everybody hated him for it. That’s why I’ve loved him since day one, he’s the guy who’s not understood.

I really am proud of how those scenes turned out and I know I’m more into realism, but I love it anyway, hope you’ll feel the same way about my drawings !

(Lmao Minho in this scene just looking at the cup thinking : wtf is that?)

[ratboyrhio]

TMR tweets, probs ooc but Idgaf, enjoy

FYI I’m so conflicted between Fry x Brenda and Terasa x Brenda because on one hand WLW supremacy, on the other my man Fry deserves some love and I love the ship it’s so cute

[yyink]

maze runner tweets cause I cooked🙏

tbh this is because im not ready for school tomorrow

ALBY APPRECIATION CAUSE HES NEVER IN THESE 🗣️🔥 (hes barely here either…)

Also I declare September 19th Albys birthday idc what the canon says 🙏 also if Newt is the Glades mother, Alby is the strict Father that absolutely no one goes too unless they absolutely need to (other than Minho)

I’ll probably never post like this again but hey

[moonysgoldenstar]

newtmas (taylor’s version) jayy

[justwearthegoddamncardigan]

Can you write platonic gladers x child reader (8 - 10), like when their in the scorch trials

AHHH I've been thinking about writing a platonic fic for so long but I wasn’t sure if anyone would read!!!! This request is so good thank you so much

The Heart

Gladers x child! gender neutral! reader (platonic)

Set during scorch trials (movieverse)

Notes: I decided to format this as headcanons to make it easier. Where Teresa is 'The Traitor', Newt is 'The Glue', etc, reader is tattooed with 'The Heart'. This isn't really in the story, just a note for the title and a general headcanon

Warnings: everything that happened in the movie, i.e. violence, Cranks, Winston shooting himself, and one instance of bad language cause apparently I don't have other vocab

Aris

You meet Aris when you've all escaped from WCKD

He's a nice guy

When you're gathering supplies in that abandoned building he picks out a bunch of little sweaters for you

Idk I get a sweater vibe from him

You wear the sweaters when it's night time in the Scorch, and freezing cold

In the days when it's too hot to wear them Aris carries them in his backpack for you

But that's really the extent of your interactions

You've just had more time to build up trust with the people of your own Glade, so it's easier with them, but you're still chill with Aris

Winston

You didn't really know Winston back in the Glade

But it still hurts when the Cranks get him

He shields you away, not letting you see his wound when he shows the others

The Gladers help him do the same, hiding you from him when he starts looking worse

It's like there's some silent pact between everyone to protect you from seeing as many bad things

Your age seems to make them want to preserve your innocence, or something

Anyway, he always looks after you, until the end

RIP Winston :(

Frypan

He always had a soft spot for you back in the Glade

(everyone did)

That kindness doesn't stop when you're out in the Scorch

He always makes sure you've eaten, and he even offers you some of his food, even though he probably needs more than you

Frypan does his best to keep the mood light for you, cracking little jokes and pulling faces to make you smile

Teresa

For Teresa, you're actually a reminder of what the world was like

Look, we all know Teresa betrayed the group, and that was really shitty

But we can get her motivations sometimes

She looks at you and sees the people she should be saving, the people she wants to protect

You're actually a symbol of hope in her mind

She wants to make a cure so that people like you can live in a world without the Flare

Of course, you would rather she just not betray all your friends, but that's just how her mind works

For you, she's kinda like an older sister... or a mother (lol)

You always sleep beside her at night, and she'll hold your hand while sleeping so you don't have nightmares

Thomas

Thomas is actually kind of a role model to you

You admire his relentless no-one-left-behind mindset, and his bravery

He doesn't really have time to look after you like the others, but you always fuel his spirit with your unfailing optimism

He makes the most time with you at the end of the day, when you're resting

He comforts you when you're scared at night, staying awake to talk to you about simple things, or to tell you a story to take your mind off your fears

You cuddle up to sleep between him and Teresa, giving both of them some calm and peace, since you can tell his mind is always moving a million miles a minute

He's kinda like Teresa with you, actually

They both look at you as a hopeful future, something they have to work towards to protect you

But the difference is that Thomas works to get you and the rest of the group to a safe place, while Teresa... you know, gives you all up

Newt

You trigger some strange memories in Newt

He doesn't really remember, but he had a sister before

You remind him of what it's like to be an older brother

He protects you like his own sibling, making sure you get your sweaters from Aris' bag when it gets cold

He also defends you first when you end up at Jorge's warehouse

When the guard people are closing in on you, he shoves you behind him and threatens to kill anyone who touches you

Obviously they have guns and are stronger than the lot of you, so all you end up getting strung up by your feet

But hey, he tried his best, and it was all fine in the end

Minho

Minho is your favourite

(you're his favourite too)

He's snarky and to-the-point with everyone else, but he's always soft with you

Back in the Glade he'd always let you sit in the Runners' hut and chill out, just drawing pictures or messing around with sticks from the Map

Some days when it gets late, you get tired from walking and Minho will give you a piggyback ride

Usually you'll fall asleep on Minho's back like that, and he'll have to gently put you down, trying not to wake you

Minho's actually always carrying you

Like, in the hard situations - it becomes a regular thing

Some bad shit going down? Get on my back

He's carrying you when you're running in to the warehouse, and you almost get struck by lightning with him

Back when you were escaping the Maze, he was carrying you there too

Hope you enjoyed these :)))

Thank you for reading, and requests are open as always ❤

[yaptown]

"x reader" Headcannons(various fandoms)

I would like to iterate that while these are all my thoughts and opinions, I understand that I'm not necessarily breaking new ground here and that not everyone will agree with me. NOW, without further adieu....

The Mazerunner

First of all I would like to address what nicknames they would use(baby, honey, etc.)

I feel like Minho would be a repeat offender, meaning he would call an s/o any nickname/pet name under the moon. You would never be able to tell whether he did it to be sweet or just to annoy you.(probably both ngl) I feel like he would lean towards babe/baby tho.

Frypan is husband material(at least in the movies, haven't finished reading the books T-T), and you cannot convince me otherwise. He would call an s/o honey, I will not elaborate further.

This one's for the boys, Newt would call you love, darling, etc.(I'm sorry he's just so British)

Thomas would ironically call an s/o Mommy or Daddy, for the lols(hes just a silly guy lmao). Like Minho he'd probably call you certain pet names like "sweetpea" just to annoy you, but honestly he would most often call you a variation of your name.

Gally would call a shorter s/o shortstack or something of the sort, and he would call you princess if you're a girl. (ik most people find it corny or cringe, but personally, I appreciate it)<3<3<3

Harriet would call you babe, and I have this idea that if you were a girl she would call you mama. With all due respect I refuse to take any criticism of this 😊

Theresa is a softie and we all know it so she would call an s/o honey or sweetie. I'm leaning more towards the latter.

Next I would like to share two headcannons that I physically cannot stop thinking about

This comes from the depths of my soul lol

Minho would pull you in by you belt loops to kiss you. (You're welcome) And the way this thought has me going absolutely feral is illegal🙏

Frypan is the type to hug you from behind, spin you around, and kiss all over your face(again, this man is husband material)

The Hunger Games

Live, Laugh, Love and fear Cato Hadley

The grip this man has on my heart should be illegal

Your honor he's so babygirl(He's my Miguel O'Hara, you cannot judge me <3)

"Look at her, I would die for her, I would kill for her" vibes. I mean it going both ways cause if you like this man, you are also willing to do so. At least I am ;)

I feel like he's very confident in himself and would take any chance to show off how strong/capable he is. Would walk around shirtless and tell you "take a picture, it'll last longer" if you so much as glance in his general direction

In all seriousness though, this man would be an absolute sweetheart to his s/o💕

AFK Journey

Last and certainly not least 💕Merchant Philip💕

If you have played AFK Journey and done the Philip's worries side-quest, you are blessed with knowing of the existence of my one true love

He would be so doting to an s/o, I'm sure of it

He would be completely clueless on how relationships work and he would try so hard 😭

#husband material

He would come home with cool rocks and swear they're ancient treasures

The moment he actually finds his first valuable relic, he would give it to you. If it's a precious stone, he would have it made into a ring and propose

He's the sweetest soul and I love him

[that-girl-glader]

NEWTMAS SONGFIC!!

Basically I want to do a little give and you shall receive type thing!! I will personally write a song fic based on any song you guys choose. Like whichever songs is said the most will be used in my fic!! It will be a one shot type thing where each chapter is a different prompt for different songs!!

Now what do I mean by giving and recieving you ask? Basically all I'm asking is for you to either donate to any of the following families from Gaza I add at the end. You just click their @ and check out their blog, and either donate or reblog one of their posts or both if you're feeling adventurous!! Feel free to add other blogs/links for donations to Gaza btw!! All I ask is that you engage a lot with this post!! I have a hypothesis that if I tag this as Palestine or Gaza it's purposefully hidden from people's feed so....we don't want that garbage. That's why I'm getting creative!!

Here are the blogs: @adham89s @ehabayyad23 @ehabsstuff @d-imtthal @yasermohammad @zainsami @mahmoudayyad @majedgaza1

PS. Feel free to check out all the Gaza blog asks I've answered of me yapping for engagement for and views if you can see them!! Love you guys, and I hope you have an amazing day!!

Please don't ignore this!! ❤️❤️

[valentinetypewriter]

Tmr fic Poll 3

ok so this is for my fic series I'm planning on writing, to find the overview and the other polls Click Here!

This ones a bit more basic, so I have a few options down but if you'd prefer something else let me know, though i won't make reader a runner

Also what this really means for the y/n in this fic will be influenced by the other polls

[justashuckingsimp]

Bad Luck

Summary:

(TAKES PLACE DURING THE SECOND BOOK) After falling in love with Minho in the Maze, y/n can never seem to get good luck when she's around the guy while they trek through the Scorch.

Dear Diary,

I never had time to think about my feelings in the Maze, and I never thought I would need to. being surrounded by 50 or so teenage boys with only one other girl around was hard enough, but my job as a builder brought the most stress on me. And so I've decided to write in this little book about all my emotions and journeys. I've even taken the risk of writing about my feelings for Minho.

With that I closed the book as I heard Teresa calling my name. We quickly became close after she awoke from her coma. Though we didn't really have much of a choice because confiding in one of the boys was definetly not an option. She's the only one that knows I have feelings for Minho, even if I'm not even sure how to label them yet. As I walked towards her voice I saw Winston laying on the sand with a gun on his chest, I guess everyone had already said their goodbyes. Fry was already in tears, the poor guy. Winston had been scratched on his stomach by one of the monsters I believe Rat Man called "Cranks". What a wicked name. Winston said something to Thomas as Newt backed away. Something only the two of them would hear. Winston shooed us off so he could die knowing his friends didn't have to watch, and soon later as we were walking away, a gunshot. We stopped, as if all trapped in the same thought. I don't remember if I cried. I do remember Minho holding my waist as we walked to steady me.

~Time Skip~

I wake up in a abandoned building, almost but not entirely alone, Minho and Fry were with me. But otherwise there was no one else on the first floor. The building seemed to have multiple levels and we were in the far corner of the first floor.

"Min?" I wondered if he was awake or just resting.

"Yeah y/n, I'm up."

"Oh."I paused unsure how to ask "What happened after...?" I let my voice trail off. I didn't want to speak about what happened to Winston,I know he didn't either. "Well, after you passed out-" "I passed out!?" I interupted him. "Yeah" he cleared his throat "And I had to carry you all the way here sweetheart", I felt butterflies at the thought of Minho carrying me. "But where are we Min?". A long silence. "We're just a mile or two out from the Safe Haven" I saw a tear slide down his face in the glow of the flashlight. I had never seen Minho cry. Not ever. I crawled over to him and laid my head on his chest, hoping to comfort him. We laid there silently.

My mind cleared for a moment. My book. My diary. Where was it? I shot up and started frantically looking around. If someone other than Teresa had read it I'd be dead. "Uh hey Min have you seen-?" I stopped when I saw the book in his hands. "What?" he stopped reading to look at me with a sly gin on his face. This mother-shucker. "Min..give me my book please" He went back to reading "Book or Diary y/n?" He said the word playfully. "Can you just shut up and give me the book?" He eyed me, still smirking, "No." He sat up and put the book to his side. "When were you gonna tell me y/n?" His tone was quiet almost a sad whisper. "I- I don't know I just had some bad luck everytime I got around to telling you, and I never knew if you were going to feel the same. So i had the book to-" I exclaimed as he cut me off with a kiss. I relaxed into his touch and kissed him back, it was a slow gentle kiss. Filled with all the feelings we could never say before.

"Well it took you two shanks bloody long enough." We broke apart at hearing Newt's voice. I saw Thomas, Newt and Teresa whom was wearing a bigger smile than mine an shaking her head. "It took you guys long enough" This came from Fry.

"I guess we just had some bad luck" Minho said winking at me.

[vante1920pm]

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Maze Runner Ship Masterlist

Requests Open

🌸 is fluff

🥀 is angst

🌷 is platonic love

🪷 is hurt/comfort

🏵️ is none

🌻 is an edit

Thomesa

A Reason To Stay 🥀 🪷

Despite making it the Safe Haven, Teresa is struggling with finding a reason to stay there.

The Decision 🥀

Now that she has her memories back, Teresa's struggling with her and Tom's past.

For The Better 🥀 🌻

Minewt

Love In Hell 🌸

While Minho thinks Newt is looking at Thomas, Newt has someone completely different on his mind.

Too Late 🥀

Just when Minho gets the courage to tell Newt how he feels, he loses him.

Overthinking 🌸

When Newt's head won't rest he goes to Minho for help.

Highschool AU Moodboards 🌸

Frally

How? 🌷 🪷

Despite the way Gally runs off, Fry always makes sure to check on him.

Brenderesa

Proud 🌸

Under the stars, Brenda thinks about the irony of being in love with Teresa while they're both supposed to love Thomas.

Aresa

Different Losses 🌷 🥀

After losing the people they love in different ways, Teresa and Aris find comfort in each other.

Raris

Don't Forget Me 🌸

When they get put in the slammer together, Rachel makes Aris promise her something worrying.

Tell Her Now 🥀 🌸

Just as Aris thinks all is lost he ends up with nothing but warmth.

Moodboard 🌸

Sonyaris

that way 🥀

Despite the way they look at each other, Sonya knows she'll never fully have Aris's heart.

Crazy? 🥀

Even though he wants to make it work, Sonya knows her and Aris being together is impossible.

Their Childhoods 🌻

Childhood Moodboards 🏵️

Moodboard 🌸

Headcannons 🌸

Sonyarriet

Sinners 🥀

When Harriet tries to tell her religious mother she's with Sonya, it doesn't end well.

Group B

Moodboard 🌸

Like a Sailor 🌸 🌻

Moodboard 🌷 🌸

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Chapter 1

[maddie0101]

Skinny Love Series (thomas tmr x fem ofc)

Summary: Blake and Thomas argue throughout the entire day, but there is something else between them that the two can’t ignore.

Warnings: cussing, sexual tension?

Word count: 2k

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𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚 arrives back at her hammock, sitting down with her elbows resting on her thighs. Her hands clasp together by her mouth as her leg bounces. The girl's face etches with worry and confusion as her thoughts wonder to the greenie. So we definitely knew each other, and that was definitely a memory I got back. What are the odds? Is he the reason I was sent here?

Her foot stills as she tries to push her thoughts away. Blake wasn't good with change, usually—she would open the greenies with open arms and not be so closed off, but this one is different. Once they had shaken hands, Blake got her first memory back.

Why now?

Why him?

A twig snaps to her left, making the girl whip her head around to the boy— who the small girl had just been thinking about.

"You okay?" Thomas asks in a soft whisper

The brunette girl fixes her posture and clears her throat.  "Yeah, just drank too much...." Blake says as her eyes flicker from her hands to the greenie. "Why are you here?—Shouldn't you be, I don't know...celebrating?"

Thomas blinks at the girl's sudden mood change—she's aggravated for some reason.

"I uh..just wanted to make sure you were okay; saw you walking off..." Thomas says as he shifts his feet.

"Well, I'm fine, Thomas." The girl says, turning her head to the boy with a blank expression. "I'm going to sleep— so if you don't mind...I'd like to do that."

"Yep, got it," Thomas says as anger boils in his stomach.

Turning on his heels to leave, he quickly whips around to face her. "What's your deal with me?"

Blake shifts on her hammock as she turns her head toward the boy, scrunching her features. "Nothing—I just want to get some sleep." She says, shifting back over—away from the boy.

Thomas stands awkwardly in the same spot as his hands fall on his hips before running a hand over his face in agitation. Realizing the girl might be tired, he turns back on his heels.

That night, Thomas lays in his hammock, staring at the hut's ceiling as his eyes turn to peer at Blake sleeping.

What’s her deal with me?

The following day, Blake wakes up at her usual time, grabbing her set of clean clothes and heading to the showers.

It was a Saturday, meaning most gladers had the day off. Alby gives them one day per week to rest and help around the glade. They used to not have any days off, but Alby had noticed a handful of runners growing exhausted and ending up injured because of it. So he ordered the runners to relax for a day to avoid getting injured or worse. After all, they need as many runners as they can get.

Blake walks into the showers as she hears one of the faucets running. Min

The girl goes to grab one of the fresh towels. She throws it over one of the stall doors, placing her clothes onto the hook for her to grab—once she is done. The girl opens the stall door and turns the knobs to her preferred temperature—before realizing she forgot her brush.

"Shit," Blake curses to herself as she darts out of the stall—running over to the sink, she grabs her brush. Turning on her heels, the girl sprints back to the shower but slams into a...wall?

Blake's eyes widen as she realizes it, in fact, isn't a wall. Her eyes slowly rise to see the greenie staring down at her as his hands steady her waist.

Blake's eyes grow wider as she scans over the brunette boy in front of her. Holy shit. Although Blake wasn't particularly fond of the greenie, she couldn't deny how attractive he was.

Thomas stands in front of her only in a towel with a light smirk, tugging at his lips as he looks down at her. His brown hair falls over his forehead as water beads trickle down his face. Blake gawks at the towel hanging dangerously low on his waist.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." Thomas teases with a smirk as he brushes past the girl.

Blake blinks, her gaze falling into a glare as she brings her eyes back up to his, scoffing at his newfound confidence: Oh, hell no.

"Who clunked in your cornflakes this morning?"

Her remark only amused Thomas as a slight smirk tugged onto his lips again. "Nobody, but it seems someone shit in yours last night."

Blake scoffs before she turns around and walks back to her shower, shutting the door.

"Fuck off, greenie," Blake says, anger flickering in her voice as she strips her clothes off.

"Why does everyone keep calling me that?!" Thomas grunts in agitation.

"Because you're the newbie." Blake explains as she throws her clothes over the stall door.

"Yeah, well—why doesn't everyone just call me by my name?" The boy continues, not able to hide the annoyance in his tone.

Blake laughs at the boy's agitation. "Well, greenie, technically, you just remembered your name last night."

Silence fills the room as Blake steps under the water, sighing as the water meets her skin.

"True, but why do you keep using 'greenie'?"

"Because I can... greenie. Now, please shut your shuck hole and let me shower peacefully."

Blake lathers her hair with shampoo as she hears the bathroom door slam shut, smiling to herself as she finally gets some peace.

Later in the day, Blake leans against a tree as she watches the boys bicker over a game of 'glader ball.' The boys all stand in a group arguing, most shirtless and sweaty from running.

Blake spots Gally yelling at Zart—who apparently made a "shit call." Giggling at the builder's agitation, Blake's shoulders rise up and down as she notes Gally's veins pop out of his forehead, throwing his hands up in question as he continues to yell.

Alby had decided to give the rest of the gladers the day off to celebrate the new greenie as some of the boys started the game.

The boys made up the game one day when one of the gladers found a ball that had come up in the box—It had started just throwing the ball around, and then— it turned into tackling. Soon enough, the boys made rules to play the game and even pulled some of the other gladers into refereeing to make the game 'fair.'

It was somewhat of an escape from the feeling of being trapped. It was a way to get everyone's mind off of the chances of not getting out and to have some fun.

Blake feels the breeze lift her curls away from her face as she spots Minho walking over with a smile etching his face.

Here we go...Blake smiles, rolling her eyes at her best friend.

"Hey princess, wanna come play some glader ball?" Minho asks as he stops in front of her with his hands on his hips.

"Not right now, Min. I'm relaxing."

"Oh, come on. A bunch of guys with their shirts off, and you don't want to be near them?" He teases as he throws his hands out in exasperation.

Blake rolls her eyes at his attempt. "It's way too hot, Min. I'm just chilling for now," the girl says with a pause, "and besides, I can observe the abs from here." She continues, smirking.

"Who? Thomas' abs?" Minho asks

Blake glares at the boy before her, "Min, really? I can barely stand the guy."

"You were literally gawking at him all yesterday! As soon as he came up from the box, it looked like you wanted to—"

"Minho! Don't you dare finish that sentence!" The girl growls

"What?" He smirks, knowing he hit a nerve.

"I don't like him like that, and besides, I'm just—stressed, okay." She says as she lifts her hand to brush her fingers through her hair.

"Want me to help? You know—release some tension?"

The girl's hand instantly freezes, and her mouth hangs open at the boy's comment, blinking rapidly in shock.

Blake grabs the shoe off her foot, throwing it at the boy in front of her. "Get out of here, Min! Shoo! You shuck face!"

Minho laughs as he dodges the shoe, his hands flying up in fake surrender as he turns on his heel to run back to the game—The runner notices a certain greenie glaring in their direction. Minho's smile instantly grows bigger, knowing he caused the frown on the greenie's face.

Later that day, the dinner bell rings throughout the glade, signaling to the gladers dinner is ready.

Blake gets up from her spot to make her way to the kitchen, spotting her favorite boys chatting at the table, well, all her favorites—except for the greenie.

Grabbing her plate, she slides down in her seat next to Minho. Newt sits diagonally from the girl, with Chuck on his left and Thomas on his right—leaving the greenie to sit across from the girl.

Blake rolls her eyes as she shoves food into her mouth. Minho holds in a laugh at Blake's agitation, knowing she isn't too happy with the newbie sitting at their spot.

"How's the day been treating you, princess?" Minho teases the girl as he breaks the silence, bringing his fork up to take a bite.

Blake glares at the boy, smirking; she opens her mouth to retort back at Minho's comment but sees Thomas holding in a laugh. Blake feels rage flow through her body as she tries to refrain herself from attacking him.

"What are you laughing at, shank?" Blake scolds

Thomas' laugh fades into a slight frown as his eyebrows raise. "I don't know what's got your panties in a twist, princess."

Anger bubbles inside the petite brunette as she narrows her eyes at the boy in front of her. In a split second—she darts over the table, grabbing the greenie by the collar of his shirt, making him stand up with her as she brings his face inches from her own.

"You don't get to use that nickname, greenie. Now sit back down and shut your fucking mouth before I do." She says, gritting her teeth. The small girl pushes him back into his seat as he tenses in shock. Thomas was taken off guard at that comment and honestly a little flustered.

Across the table, Minho can't help but chuckle as Newt sits beside the greenie, hiding his laughter. Thomas' jaw clenched, and his gaze hardened as he glared at her from across the table.

"How about we tone it down a bit—Shall we?" The British voice causes the girl to huff as she continues devouring her food.

Newt shifts his gaze between the two as they stare each other down. "What's the deal with you two anyways?"

"This shank is my deal." Blake snaps

Thomas' eyes burned into Blake's as the tension grew thicker—Blake flashed the greenie a quick smirk to push him even farther on edge.

Minho glanced over to Blake, scanning her features. He knew exactly why Blake was acting out. She's scared.

Thomas hasn't done anything to upset the girl...but the memory she got back scared her—even though she would never admit it.

"Well, you two need to make amends before you both end up in the pit." Newt says, cutting through the tense silence. "I don't know what happened—or why you don't like each other but—"

"I have my reasons." Blake cuts in, breaking eye contact with Thomas as she quickly grabs her plate, standing up.

Blake ignores Newt calling her name as the boys look between each other, confused.

Thomas' eyes lingered on Blake, every step she took until she disappeared from view. The boy sighs exasperated as his arms folded over his chest, leaning back in his chair.

➭ Next Chapter

author’s note

- The Skinny Love series is already complete. I am transferring it from my Wattpad to Tumblr. This is my first fic I have ever written. If you’d like to read the rest of the series without having to wait for updates, my Wattpad user is: @maddie5139 (linked in my pinned post)

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