#plot of the maze runner ????

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Ours To Fuck (Gally x Minho x Reader Smut)

Gally and Minho fuck you all night.

6,796 words

Rough sex, fingering, vaginal sex, blow job, anal, oral, masterbation, double penetration, triple penetration, spanking, throat fucking, chest riding, face riding, masterbation, cockwarming, size kink, choking, pain kink, dacryphilia, praise kink, degrading, overstimulation, cum play, squirting, submissive reader

“You’ve been touched before, haven't you?”He almost taunted.

“You would know,”You nodded, growing more and more eager by the second.

“And you're just a dripping mess at the thought of us doing it again. A dripping mess who wants it so bad.”

Your face warmed as you nodded again, becoming painfully aware of your liquids already spilling between your thighs. The anticipation was killing you, your body craving them more and more by the second.

“Then, you’ll have it,”He said simply, placing a hand on your chest and pushing you on your back before plunging two fingers inside of you.

Your eyes widened yet again at the comparison. Sure. Hands between two people at the very least similar in age can't be that different, but that didn't change the fact that his fingers were longer than yours, touching you in places you didn't know you could be touched.

They watched the way you unconsciously spread your legs as you bit your lip to hide your moans. Your pussy was on full display, showing the way his fingers stayed inside of you, pumping you at an already ruthless pace and bringing your juices out.

“Ga-Gally,”You couldn't help but whimper, your hips thrusting into his hand, making you gasp as you pushed him deeper. When you tried to return to your original position, he grabbed one of your ankles, hooking it over his shoulder to spread your legs further. You moaned as your back was lifted thanks to the new angle.

Increasing his pace, he felt you tighten around him as your legs threatened to shut only to realize that wasn't happening. The growing pressure inside of you did more than anyone could imagine, felt better than anything else ever possibly could. They were both obviously good with their hands, but only you knew they were good with their hands.

“I’m gonna cum,”You moaned out, breathing heavier and heavier.

“Nobody's stopping you,”He said in that same deep voice.

He’s right. Nobody was stopping you.

They were helping you.

You let out a silent yet breathy moan as you finished, spilling down your legs and on the bed. Shutting your eyes, you clawed at the sheets at the sweet relief from your body.

He set your leg down while you were still dripping and pulled his fingers out. You opened your eyes, looking between him and Minho.

“Come on. Keep them spread,”Minho ordered, his cock already long and hard, ready for you. You nodded as you did so.

Walking up to you, he admired your naked body, not yet marked with them. By the time they were done, you would look different. A sweaty mess covered in white cum, handprints, and dark hickeys. Your holes would all be dripping and sore while your legs would shake. Your chest would heave as you tried to remember how to breathe.

In due time of course.

Crawling on top of you, he watched you smile in excitement. Grinning right back, he leaned closer, pressing his lips to yours. You eagerly kissed back, opening your mouth for him. Sliding his warm tongue inside, he placed it over yours as his dick was starting to brush against your cunt, making you moan. Pushing his face closer, he kissed you more desperately, his tongue dancing across yours. As you melted into it, running your hands through his hair, he pulled away, grabbing his cock with one hand and positioning it by your entrance while looking straight at you, sending chills up your spine.

“Are you sure you're going to fit?”You couldn't help but tease, reminding him of the first time. Not even he was quite sure then as he just promised to pull out if it didn't or you didn't want him.

You took him. Both of them.

He looked at you with that familiar devilish smirk, making you shiver like it was the first time being under his gaze as you glanced down to avoid his eyes, only to see his size again. You quickly looked up at him again to see him wearing that same look. Only this time, he moved closer, his mouth almost brushing against yours.

“Don’t worry. We’ll make it fit,”He reminded you right back.

You closed your eyes as you took in his husky voice before nodding in agreement.

“Good little whore. I know you’d take it,”He whispered before pressing his mouth against yours again. You happily kissed back as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Placing one hand on your cheek and the other beside you, he slid his tongue over your bottom lip. Almost instantly, the way he knew you would, you opened your mouth, letting him shove his warm tongue inside it while he aligned his cock with your entrance. You groaned in excitement in his mouth as your back arched, waiting for him.

“Not yet,”He denied as he pulled away.

“I deserve it,”You said firmly, shooting him a desperate look.

“That's right. And you'll get it.”

“Can you just-”

“Hey,”He said sterner, clasping his palm over your mouth. His hand effortlessly fit across your face, covering almost the entire bottom half. Biting his lip, his eyes traveled up and down your body before landing on your face again, another reminder of the size difference between you and them and another reason to be turned on.

“Be good,”He hushed. When you nodded, he pulled his hand away and let it travel to your thigh, spreading your legs.

You held your breath in anticipation before shivering as he pushed his tip in. You looked at him with lustful eyes as you waited for him to push into you, filling you with his dick, the way he had so many nights.

As your gaze traveled to the corner, where Gally was just as turned on by the sight as Minho was of being almost inside of you, you remembered it was them. They had been in your bed more times than you could count.

Pushing more of him inside, he grunted at your tight wet cunt. You bit your lip as you adjusted to only half of him, squirming under him. He took in your small movements, his body reacting like never before. He wanted so desperately to just fuck you, to thrust into you and fill you up until you couldn't take him anymore.

Again, he just had to be patient. Just a little longer. You were sensitive, smaller than them. Doing so would only hurt you. Not in a fun way though. Genuinely cause pain they never wanted you to feel.

So he waited until you looked at him, nodding your head, urging him further inside of you. Listening, he pushed the rest of him, making you cry out as you arched your back. Staying still, he kept whispering soothing words as you were fitting his throbbing dick inside of you. Your pussy clenched against your will, making you whine as you threw your head back.

“Need us to stop?”

“N- no,”You promised, keeping your back arched to make sure it would be fun later. Just had to adjust. Just had to wait.

Eventually, a relieved sigh left you as you were ready. When you confirmed, he pulled out and stood where Gally was, right beside the bed.

“On your knees in front of him,”He instructed. You nodded as you sat up, sliding off the bed and doing so, looking up at the other boy.

“Open your mouth,”He ordered. When you did as he said, he grabbed your jaw and shoved two fingers down your throat. You coughed as he shoved his hand as far as it could go, still only getting it halfway. He stared at the way you gagged, spit dribbling down your chin. “If you don't take my fingers, you won't be able to take my dick,”He said simply, starting to pump them. You gagged louder as your eyes shut, filling with tears.

Taking his free hand, he pried your mouth further open before shoving another finger in it. You let out a strangled whimper as you unconsciously tried to pull away, only for him to grab the back of your head, forcing your face deeper into it. Your eyes were half open as you kept taking it, barely managing to close your mouth and purse your lips. “There. Good girl,”He hummed, pulling his hand out. You just looked up at him, your mouth red and wet from his hand.

“Now you can suck my cock,”He said simply, pushing his dick past your barely parted lips. You had to open as wide as you were able, eyes shutting for a moment as he thrust his hips into your face. His dick wasn't even halfway in but his tip was already in the back of your throat as he filled your cheeks. He groaned, throwing his head back as he listened to you choke. Your eyes grew wetter and glassier. Looking down, he instantly moaned at your tear streaked face.

“Take it. Keep taking it,”He hummed, thrusting himself as deep as he could. You managed to grab what couldn't fit and pump him. Groaning, he threw his head back as he shot his seed down your throat. You did your best to swallow as he grabbed your face, keeping you where you were. When you gagged, he pulled out, sending his cum on your lips.

“You want more, right?”He hummed. When you eagerly nodded, he picked you up before bending you over the bed. “Hands and knees,”He ordered. You did as he said, your legs and arms shaking. “You're going to take it in your ass,”He said simply, running his hand over it. Already knowing what to expect, you bit your lip as he smacked it, his entire hand hitting it without even trying. A whimper still left you as you dropped your head. “Come on, good girl. You know you like it,”He taunted, smacking you again. A moan left as your body shook, wetness dripping down your thighs. “See? That's a good whore,”He hummed, rubbing his hands together before smacking your other cheek. You let out a pained and pleasured whimper as tears filled your eyes. Growing harder at the sound, he smacked the middle of your ass, leaving it completely red. As your tears spilled, sounds growing louder, he did it as hard as he could, making it sting. Your arms finally gave out, dropping you on the mattress. Still not done, he spanked you again, mustering up so much force the sound of his palm echoed, making your back arch as you moaned. Grabbing your face, Minho pulled you back in your original position.

“There. You liked it, didn't you?”He asked, sitting on the bed. When you nodded, Gally grabbed your ass, massaging the tender flesh. As a relieved sigh left you, he managed to get three fingers inside of your pussy, swirling only his fingertips around. When you moaned, he forced them a little deeper, almost at his knuckles. Shutting your eyes, your thighs squeezed together in pleasure.

He took his fingers out before pushing one in, circling it inside of you. You moaned his name as you clenched around him, taking in the way he then slowly slid it out only to push another one in, making you yelp. Circling your walls, he got as much of your juices as possible before pulling out and pushing his index index in. By now you were whimpering as he essentially toyed with you. Pretending not to hear, he pulled out only to push his thumb inside, curling it back and forth. When you threatened to collapse, Minho grabbed your neck and forced you upright. His hands fit around it, reminding you to be still. When you did so, only breathing heavily, he squeezed before letting go.

Pulling his hand out, Gally spread your ass before slowly inserting his ring finger. You made a sound as you unconsciously pulled forward. They let you, waiting for the safe word.

Taking a breath, you pushed back, forcing his finger deeper. Accepting that you were fine, he added his index before pulling them opposite directions, stretching your sensitive hole. When you groaned, he pushed his middle inside, getting three fingers in your ass. You whimpered at the stinging sensation, staying as still as possible to adjust.

Careful as to not overwhelm you, he started pumping them while still massaging the handprints. You bit your lip to muffle your cries as he essentially fingered your other hole. Shutting your eyes, you just kept thinking about how good it would feel when you adjusted.

“You're doing so good. Fuck, you're taking him so, so well,”Minho praised, rubbing your shoulder. You couldn't help but moan at it. “See? You're such a good girl,”He insisted. You opened your eyes, looking at him while he stared at you while you adjusted. He increased his pace inside of you, making you groan. When your ass clenched around him, he pulled them out.

“I’m going to fuck you now,”Gally warned.

“I want that,”You promised, scooting up for him.

Getting behind you, he was on his knees. Grabbing his cock, he nudged inside of you, fitting his tip. He groaned at your tightness before sliding more of him in. You moaned at the feeling, encouraging him to push more of him into you. When you yelped, Minho sat up, getting on his knees so his dick was in front of your face. You managed to look up only for your eyes to shut as Gally pulled out only to thrust into you. Grabbing your face, Minho made you look at him.

“You're going to take us both. Understood?”

You managed a nod and opened your mouth while still taking Gally's cock. Minho admired the way your small frame was pushed forward, brushing your face against him. His dick was teasing your mouth, almost going in only for him to stay still as Gally pulled out again. Only when he heard you moan as you tightened around Gally, did he grab a fistful of your hair and thrust his hips into you. You gagged as he pushed himself deep into you, grunting at the sight and feeling.

Tears filled your eyes again, your body trapped between the two boys. By now Gally was going rougher, railing you as hard as he could, slamming the dick further down your throat. Gripping your ass, he forced your cheeks tighter around him as he threw his head back. Minho groaned as he bobbed your head up and down, fucking you faster and faster. Your eyes were clenched shut along with your pussy and ass, making Gally grunt as he grabbed your hair as well, pulling your head back.

“Again,”He demanded firmly. You squirmed before clenching yourself, eyes shutting in pleasure. Letting out a loud moan, he increased his pace as he grabbed your waist, bringing you closer.

“Fuck,”Minho groaned at your sounds. Before you could register it, he grabbed your wrists to wrap your arms around his waist. Your eyes widened as you gagged when Gally had to fuck you hard enough for your face to press against his stomach, filling you up completely.

“God, you take it well. Tight fucking slut,”He groaned, his grip on your hair tightening as he made you look at him. You whimpered as your eyes rolled back, cunt clenching as you were right there. Feeling you, Gally twitched inside of you and pulled out before slamming into you as hard as he could. You moaned loudly, eyes shutting as you came, spilling down your thighs. Gally had already done the same, his seed dripping out of your ass. With your moans vibrating his cock, the other boy came in your throat, white thick ropes of cum coating your mouth. You gagged as they made you stay still, keeping you in that same draining position.

As you thought you were going to faint, Gally woke you up by slamming into you again, making you scream as white spilled down your lips, past Minho's stomach. Groaning, he gripped your arms as he fucked your mouth again. Grabbing your thighs, Gally forced you around him, keeping your stomach off the bed. When you whimpered, they got sloppier, their hold on you tightening. You felt a familiar knot in your core, making your eyes fill with more tears as you shook. Keeping their eyes on you, they pounded into you so hard you swear they were stretching you out. Unable to help yourself, you finished, spilling down your thighs.

Not that they cared as they fucked you and fucked you and fucked you until they did the same.

Holding your thighs, Gally slowly let you down, humming soft words of how well you did. You could barely hear over your racing heart. You couldn't even hear Minho do the same, setting you down. You felt them both pull out of you though. Swallowing the rest of the cum, you slowly sat on the end of the bed, your feet brushing against your pussy as you tucked them under you. Even that simple thing made you squirm.

Laying down, Minho grabbed his spit covered dick, pumping himself a few times to make sure to reach as much of you as possible.

“Come on. Sit on my cock,”He demanded. You positioned yourself above him, legs shaking as you slid your ass onto him, making both of you moan. As you started to slide up and down, bouncing on his dick, Gally sat on Minho’s stomach before grabbing your neck while his other hand held his dick.

“Both of us. Again,”He demanded in a low voice. When you nodded, he pushed into your cunt, making you moan louder. “Take it properly,”He grunted, harshly slamming into you. When you clenched around them, Minho grabbed your thighs, forcing you around him as he thrust his hips up, fucking you at a speed just as frantic as Gally. Your eyes shut as you whimpered. Groaning, Gally tightened his hold, choking you and using your throat to push himself deeper. By now your nails unconsciously clawed Mino’s chest, body shaking in pleasure.

They felt you clench around them, making them hold you tighter. You were wheezing, gasping for air as you felt the knot in your core grow, liquids spilling.

“Still gonna get us caught,”Gally grunted, shoving his fingers down your throat while still choking you. Tears fell from your eyes again despite how you were bouncing, making sure they penetrated you. Your hips thrust back and forth, giving each of their cocks and your holes plenty of attention.

“Fuck. Good girl. Good girl,”He panted, shoving his fingers deeper as he finished inside of you. As spit dribbled down your face, your eyes unable to stay open, he felt you let go, watching you gasp as you came, liquids splurging on his dick and Minho's stomach.

Sloppily thrusting himself into you again, the other boy finished and let go of you. You were breathing heavily, dropping your head as they were spilling out of you.

“Took it well. Just like we knew she would,”Minho praised. As your face flushed, Gally grabbed your chin, making you look at him as he asked how you felt about another round.

Yes. The answer was obviously yes.

Pulling out of you, Gally grabbed your shoulder as Minho carefully sat up. When your body trembled, Minho held your hips, whispering sweet words as he kissed your neck. Gally ran his hands up and down your arms as soft reassurances left his mouth.

Taking a breath, you pulled yourself up. Grabbing your other arm, Minho sat you down on the bed before standing, admiring you with the other boy.

You were a mess. That's for sure.

“Come on. A little more,”He hummed, grabbing your ankles and pulling you down. As you yelped, Gally grabbed your other one, helping him spread them before they stared at you with hungry eyes. The front and side of your neck had an entire handprint, already purple from where you had been choked. Your entire face was wet, mouth sore with dripping spit and cum and cheeks stained with tears. Your pussy and ass were still flooded with white, staining your thighs. Some prints on your ass were available for them, showing where else you were marked. Your small body was shaking with anticipation and excitement for more despite the overstimulation you already had.

“I get your pussy again,”Gally said firmly, giving in as he crawled on top of you, greedily thrusting into you. Taking his spot, Minho sat on your chest, making you bite your lip as you gripped the sheets. Your hips rolled, back arching as you were fucked again. His dick fit between your breasts, with the tip touching your neck. Gally's cock kept thrusting in as he grunted, making you moan as you clenched around him. Feeling you, eager to catch up, Minho groped your chest and pressed your breasts closer, enclosing his dick in them as he grinded against you. You whimpered as he twitched, his precum falling on your face.

“Just a little more, yeah? Be our cum slut a little longer?”He asked. When you managed a nod, he kept going, his thumb harshly going over your hardened nipple. Throwing your head back at both that and how you were about to crack again, you kept moaning their names.

“Good girl. Good. Fucking. Girl,”Gally grunted, harshly thrusting into you each time. With your eyes widening, you came again at the same time as him. Groaning, he lightly thrust into you again, riding out the high just as Minho was done. Quickly moving back, he made sure it was on your tits, already knowing what he wanted to see.

You were panting, eyes rolled back as your chest heaved. Both your mind and body were a wreck, sore and pleasured from their touches. You were still whimpering as you unconsciously arched your back, pushing you more into Gally who hadn't pulled out yet.

“More?”Minho hummed.

“Yes. Yes,”You breathed out.

“I had a feeling you’d say that,”He taunted before looking back at Gally. Sliding his cock out of you, he stood as Minho moved back, his dick by your entrance. With that same eager pace, he thrust into you. A scream finally left you only for Gally to shove his dick down your throat, legs spread over your face. Your eyes widened as he was finally filling your entire mouth. Already choking, you arched your back as Minho slammed into you, making you scream, vibrating him. Groaning, he threw his head back as he pushed in and out of you, making your head hit the pillow each time. Squirming, your legs threatened to close only for Minho to spread them and start toying with your clit, rubbing it with his thumb. You shut your eyes as you moaned, tightening once again.

“You’re a fucking whore, aren't you? Always begging to be used and filled up? Always wanting more cock? Huh?”Gally groaned. You gagged as more cum filled your mouth when he twitched. “What? You’ll get railed but you won't answer?”He taunted, pushing deeper before sitting. You whimpered and coughed around him as Minho rubbed your clit harder. Unable to take it, your body went limp as you finished at the same time as Minho, juices falling down your legs. Unconsciously covering your eyes and basically the rest of your face, Gally thrusted into you again before cumming, shooting his seed down your throat.

You laid there, whimpering at the feeling they brought, your body sore and pleasured.

And it was about to be even worse.

They pulled out before Minho grabbed your waist, sitting you up. Wrapping his hand around your wrist, Gally forced you off the bed before bending you over, hands tangled in your hair to keep your head up. You were sobbing in delight now, squirming at the feelings in your body.

Laying down, Minho took a hold of your hair, forcing your mouth on his dick. As you choked, Gally thrust into your ass before grabbing your thighs, wrapping them around his waist. Your hands gripped the sheets as your face was perfectly on Minho's stomach, cheeks hollow as your mouth was railed. He kept your head pushed down, making the only movement Gally fucking you, moaning at your wet tight hole. All of you was a fuckable mess, ready to be filled by them.

You moaned as you started dripping, ready to finish. Pulling your hair into a ponytail, Minho bobbed your head up and down on his cock, hips thrusting into you. They both twitched inside of you, moaning louder and louder. Twisting the sheets, your eyes clenched shut as you tightened.

Wrapping his hand around your head, Gally forced your face down, causing you to gag right as you came, spilling on the ground. Minho grunted before cumming inside your mouth, letting out a sigh as he did. The other boy sloppily pushed into you again, finding his own relief.

Dropping your legs, he pulled your head up, showing Minho your glassy eyes as you cried and lips covered in their sticky cum.

“Keep her still,”He ordered. Before you could comprehend it, Gally slipped into your pussy as Minho grabbed his dick, sliding his hands up and down. You squirmed, back arching as Gally remained still, touching you everywhere but giving you no satisfaction. He was unbothered, too busy enjoying your warm cunt dripping with liquids on his cock. Your walls were nice and tight as you wanted to cum but couldn't thanks to lack of movement.

Minho moaned your name as he kept going, pre-cum dripping down his tip. You were too busy begging to be ruined to notice.

“Please? Please, please, please fuck me? I’ve-I’ve been so-such a-a good girl. Please? Please?”You cried. He continued pretending not to hear you as Minho went faster and faster, grunting and breathing heavily. When he felt himself right there, he grabbed your face, opening your jaw and shoving his dick in your mouth. Right as your eyes widened, he pulled out to put his cock all over your face, getting his cum everywhere. As you were processing that, Gally slammed into you, making you scream as you creamed, body shaking in ecstasy.

“You liked that, didn't you? You like the way we use you, good girl?”Minho taunted.

“Yes,”You breathed out.

“You want more, don't you?”

“Fuck yes.”

Gally pulled out as Minho sat up. Gripping your ass, he slammed you down on his dick, making you scream out only for Minho to cover your mouth. Grabbing your thighs, Gally slammed into your sensitive pussy, thrusting in and out while Minho fucked your ass, palm gripping your face tighter as you were sobbing, eyes rolled back as your body pressed against Minho. Pushing himself closer, Gally trapped you between the both of them before biting your shoulder. Grabbing your legs, he forced them around his waist as you felt yet another knot in your core. Your body was completely hidden by them. Your wet face however, was showing. Only the top half of course. Your lower was still covered with Minho’s hand that you were screaming into.

Pushing into you again, you all finished. When you could think for a moment, assuming you would get a second to breathe, Gally pulled out as Minho grabbed your legs, dragging you to the middle of the bed with him. Your moans were audible again as he grabbed your legs, spreading them while pushing into your ass. Joining in, Gally crawled on top of you, grabbing your wrists and pinning them beside your head as he filled your pussy. You eyes couldn't open at this point, head spinning and body numb as they kept thrusting, keeping your body trapped in that same position. You were panting and whimpering as they groaned while Minho called you his pretty thing between grunts. Gally had his lips attached to your neck as he mumbled praises against your flesh. Biting down on your lip, you squirmed as you finished.

Almost done, they kept sloppily penetrating you, going deep inside of you. Minho twitched first, causing you to let out a sigh of relief as his sticky cum dropped out of you. Gally kept going, his hold on to your wrists tightening as he buried his face in your chest. Finally cumming, he let out a deep breath.

He pulled out and gently grabbed your waist at the same time as Minho. Sitting up quicker than ever, desperately wanting to prove you could take just a few more rounds, you gave them pleading eyes.

“Whatever you want, princess,”Minho promised, grabbing your waist and dragging you to the middle of the bed. He rubbed his hands together before spanking you, making you drop your head as you moaned and cried. Taking a spot above you, Gally grabbed your hair, forcing your head up as Minho smacked your ass again. You tried to drop your head at the pain only for Gally to pull harder, making you whimper. Rubbing his hands together again, he spanked you so hard your arms gave out again, making you scream as his hold on your hair roughened. Not giving you time to adjust, Minho spanked you again, sending a jolt of pain and pleasure up your body, pussy dripping.

Taunting you, Minho rubbed his hands together again as you were able to get yourself upright, making you already wince. Catching you off guard, he slammed into your pussy. Before you could cry out, Gally was choking you, hand wrapped around your throat. His other forced your head down on his cock as he squeezed tighter. As you were shaking, Minho spanked you again, making you clench around him as you were spitting all over Gally’s dick.

Moving both hands to your hair, he made you look up at him while still being fucked. They were both twitching inside of you, growing closer.

“You like having cock in your mouth, don't you, you filthy slut? You like it when your tight holes are fucked?”He taunted, bobbing your head up and down. With your eyes closing, you felt a knot in your core again. Being right there, Minho smacked and penetrated you so hard you screamed as you finished. Holding your head down, Gally made you take it as he shot more cum down your aching throat.

“Drop your legs if you're done,”Minho instructed as he pulled out. When you were working even harder to stay up, Gally tightened his hold again, making you choke.

“Breathe through your nose,”He carelessly demanded. While you were doing your best, your legs were pulled down before Minho put you on his face, tongue darting inside of you. You grinded your body against him as he grabbed your legs, forcing them open. Your head was down in Gally's lap, sticky juices falling past your lips. Minho’s tongue was circling your walls, taking in the taste of all your liquids that were falling from everywhere. Your mouth, your ass, your cunt, your thighs, your chest, your face. You were an absolute wreck, toes curling as he grabbed your ass, forcing your pussy completely on his face. You were squirming, stomach lifting off the mattress as your eyes were rolled back. You moaned as you couldn't hold it, finishing all over Minho. With your sounds getting louder, vibrating him, Gally finished in your mouth before pulling his dick out, holding it in his hands. As you closed your lips, trying to swallow, he dragged his cock across your face, getting cum and spit on your cheeks. You gasped as you looked up at him, inviting him to slide himself back in your mouth.

Pulling his tongue out, Minho kneeled above your ass and lower back, pumping himself while Gally was still pushing his dick in and out of your mouth, tip hitting the back of your throat each time. Seeing as you were all overstimulated messes that seemed like animals incapable of stopping, he finished yet again. You couldn't swallow any more at this point, making you cough and gag.

Getting more and more turned on by your sounds, Minho threw his head back as he came, white liquids spilling down your back and ass. Not done, he took his cock and dragged it between you, his tip dangerously close to your sore hole, making you shiver.

Pushing inside you again, he gently thrust in and out, making you whimper. Taking his hand, he toyed with you, fingers opening your folds as he dragged them up and down. As your face was screwed up with pleasure, breath shallow, Gally sat up to pump himself. Too distracted to notice, you kept taking his dick and hands that had plunged inside of you. He could practically feel himself through your thin walls, fingers curling back and forth as he kept thrusting.

Taking his thumb, he started rubbing your clit, drawing gargled sounds of pleasure from your sore throat. You were drooling by now, mouth unable to close, giving Gally a view of your white cheeks and tongue.

Tightening again, your lips parted in a silent scream as you came, spilling on the soaked bed. Groaning, he sloppily pushed into your ass while still fucking with you, hand deep inside of you. As you were silently crying, tears falling down your cheeks, Gally pumped himself so fast you could hear it, making you force your eyes open. Before you could register it, Minho shoved into you harder as he finished while Gally shot his load all over your face, making you close your eyes again. With your mouth still open, you could taste it. It dripped down your forehead, spilling past your nose and cheeks.

“Good girl. We knew you could take it,”He pressed, running his filthy white hands through your knotted hair. Minho pulled out, breathing a sigh of relief as he took in the view. Gally putting more cum on you as he kept stroking himself and touching your shoulders and neck while your holes were dripping with all of them. Having the same idea, he grabbed his cock, circling his tip before rubbing your back. You couldn't move now, too sore and immersed in them painting your flesh.

Going under your body, Gally rubbed cum all over your neck and tits, making sure it was on your nipples. Minho ran his hand between your holes, making you let out a deep breath. There was still plenty, thighs tainted white.

Reaching under you, he painted your stomach, pushing his hand on your lower abdomen to make you whimper as you finally collapsed, falling face first. Gally squeezed your nipple as he was pushing his arm back and forth against you. Your face was buried into the mattress, hands weakly grabbing the sheets as they took away your ability to move.

“Sun’s almost up. Just another hour. Okay?”Minho hummed.

“Okay,”You breathed out, unconsciously clenching yourself as you closed your eyes.

Flipping you on your back, Minho started mercilessly pounding into your pussy again. As you were making soft sounds, Gally positioned himself above you, pumping himself as he watched your face screw up at each thrust, eyes glued shut as you moaned. Biting his lip at the sight, he kneeled lower while pumping his hard dick, hitting it against your face. You already opened your mouth, tongue out, inviting him in.

As Minho was still railing you, grunting at the sweet pleasure, he put himself past your lips. You pursed them around him, tongue flat along his veiny sides as he filled your cheeks.

Twitching inside of you as you tightened, Minho threw your leg over his shoulder, making you whimper. Grabbing the back of your head with one hand and holding himself up with the other, Gally held your face still as he pulled you up to his dick. Your cunt was throbbing now as your mouth ached, something that made Minho moan as he increased his pace, forcing your back to arch as you tightened. Going faster, he made you shake as he came, moaning your name. With your sounds muffled, you did the same, making another mess.

Gripping your hair, Gally pushed you against the pillow as he pushed himself in and out, making your eyes widen as you gagged, choking on his cum and cock.

“That’s right. Suck on it like a whore,”He demanded, sliding himself in and out as he felt himself get closer. As you were coughing, legs shaking as your chest heaved, he came in your mouth again. Instantly, he pulled out, only to cover it, hand clasped over your face while his other choked you.

“Swallow. Or you're in trouble,”He growled. Your eyes filled with tears as you realized that was impossible, making him hard again. Still, you kept your head back, frantically trying to force everything down your throat. With the bitter thick taste being too much, you wheezed as he choked you harder before letting go, making you let out a breath as you coughed.

Pulling his hand back, he and Minho exchanged looks that made you squirm. Something you were right to do as Minho grabbed you, putting your ass in the air to fuck you. His hand reached down your short body, forcing your face into the pillow. His other grabbed your wrists, pinning them behind your back. Sobbing into the pillow, you kept squirming, nails pressing into your palms as you screamed in pain and pleasure. He kept you pinned as still as possible for him, grunting as he railed you. Your back arched against your will, making him pull his hand out of your hair to slap your bruised ass. You bit down on the pillow as you cried, tears staining your cheeks.

Going faster, he watched you struggle to take him, an overstimulated disaster covered in them.

“This is what little cumlickers like, right? To be touched?”He taunted, pushing his fingers inside of you, pumping them at the same pace he was. You moaned as he touched you, feeling so exhausted but so alive. This had to be what life was all about. Having two fuckbuddies and threesome until you all had to fake being sick thanks to not being able to do anything.

“My little slut,”He groaned, fucking you harder, watching himself slid in and out of you. Letting out a whimper, you came, spilling down his arm. Pulling his hand out, he spanked you as he finished, making you yelp as you gripped the sheets.

When he pulled out, letting go of your arms, you barely managed to lift yourself. Right as you were able to move, Gally grabbed you, flipping you on your back.

“We’re ending this how we started.”

When you weakly but genuinely nodded, he spread your folds with his fingers, showing off your sore wet cunt to them. Switching to his non-dominant hand, he kept you open as he thrust two fingers inside of you, making you let out barely audible moans as you closed your eyes. Curling his long fingers, he filled you up with his hand. Minho watched, jerking himself off at the sight. You would gasp every now and then at the pleasure, throwing your head back and pushing his hands deeper, making you whimper as you laid back down.

Finding your clit, he started harshly rubbing it, making you bite your lip as your eyes rolled back. With a small moan, you finished, liquids squirting out of you. Delighted by the sight, Minho grabbed your pussy, making Gally take his hand off. Keeping you spread, he finished, his cum getting inside of you and down your thighs. Trailing himself along you while still touching himself, he dragged his juices all over you, making you silently cry as he made contact with your sore pussy.

“Fuckk, that was good,”He moaned, leaning above you to cum on your stomach. You couldn't respond to that, or anything, head spinning as you were essentially blind.

You were their wreck, messy, panting, and desperate. This was maybe their favorite part, realizing how wonderful you were before it started and when they were bringing you back to reality. You were so ready at the beginning, confident and demanding. Now you couldn't even talk as they touched you all over.

You told them you wanted to be fucked.

They made damn sure to deliver.

[fluffypotatey]

The Ivy trio is so funny to think about in any configuration—platonic, couple+bestie, throuple—because no matter how it is, it's two skrunkly feral cats that share a braincell and this weird lab experiment they picked up and now can't be adopted separately.

Minho and Newt both think they're reasonable, level-headed individuals, and they are...by Glade standards. In literally any other social setting, Newt is a bitch who will hit you with a shovel and Minho will body someone face-first into pavement for talking smack. And Thomas is a weird little lab animal that escaped containment who doesn't know how to have a normal conversation about anything with anyone and is so stressed out he bites anything he doesn't trust, which is basically everything, but also wants friends and skritches.

Someone meets Newt and Minho first and it's like, "Alright, we're gonna introduce you to Tommy, he's a little jumpy sometimes, but since we vetted you, you should be alright," and after meeting these two walking hazards, they are expecting something a whole lot different than a weird little guy with sad Bambi eyes who tells you that alligators can hold their breath for up to 24 hours.

this imagery is evocative and i can see it so clearly 😂😂😂 but yeah like any iteration or hc or au people can have of them— brotp, ot3, or otp + 3rd— the ivy trio stays together

there’s a giant neon sign above them that’s always flashing a “DO! NOT! SEPARATE!” which everyone obeys except WCKD (rookie mistake) and well :) they learned their lesson

[artistic-alpaca]

Ok, so! Besides the usual, “Of course Newt made it to the safe haven, what are you talking about?? What's page 250???” jokes, I've also seen a couple of posts recently by people who were annoyed that we literally refuse to accept this man's death. And so I throw my opinion into the void. Yes, I love fix-it fics and AUs where Newt lives. In fact, they're all canon to me. But! From an analytical standpoint, I bring this controversial (??) opinion:

Newt had to catch the Flare. He had to die.

In this slightly long and largely unedited essay, I will explain why…

Newt not being immune, besides adding emotional turmoil and intense pain to the story, also added humanity to the Flare, the disease that robs people of their humanity. The Cranks could be perceived as soulless monsters, obstacles, plot development and nothing more. We know that they theoretically used to be humans, and we feel pity for them on some level, but it’s not the focus of our attention. Newt changes that, because Newt is a Crank, and Newt is a human, and we love Newt. I’m aware that other characters were infected before Newt was (in the book all of the Gladers thought that they were infected and in the movie Winston and Brenda actually were), but I feel like Newt being such an important character and getting the virus really brought this point home.

The entire series revolves around the choice between two evils: let the world fall to disease, or torture children for a theoretical cure. Newt experienced both sides of the issues (fell to the disease AND was also tortured for research before that, the poor guy). He understood the need for a cure better than anyone, but he also knew exactly what WICKED would do to get it. And guess what? Torturing children is never ethical!

Newt couldn't live, because then it would just be Thomas and friends vs. the inferior losers with the Flare. Newt didn’t deserve to die, but his friends didn’t exactly deserve for him to live (though they didn’t deserve to lose him, either). The world is unfair, and they couldn’t win everything. This, again, shows the complexity of the issue, challenging Thomas's decision to leave the city and give up on the idea of a cure.

Another issue brought up by Newt's catching the Flare and his subsequent death is this continuous motif of memory and identity, which obviously played a huge role in the rest of the series as well (everyone losing their memories before the maze, writing their names on the wall, remembering all of their friends that died). Newt has always been selfless and caring, and this continues even as he begins to lose his sanity and himself. Newt wants to hang on to who he is rather than turning into a monster, and, ultimately, he chooses death over losing himself. He lives on in memory, though, as well as through his journal. There are so many other complexities to Newt's story; questions of identity, depression, selflessness, bottled emotions, and love. All of this immensely complicates his death, and the fact that it was technically suicide. It's so important to have characters like Newt in fiction, if only to explore the depths of these issues. So many of us can see so much of ourselves in Newt. His story might not give us all the answers, but it does give us a reason to hope.

The truth is that life is unfair. Newt's situation emphasizes how true this is in the story, humanizing the Flare virus and drawing a direct comparison between wicked's goal and the goal of the kids who are running from them. Our world today is similarly unfair, though obviously in different ways. There are challenges and setbacks and hurt, just like in the story, but Newt proves that these troubles aren't all that there is. We can't escape every problem, but we can make the most of what we do have. We can love and joke and laugh with others, even if the world is falling apart. The ending might be sad, but the pages in the middle can still make us smile, and maybe help us inspire the next person to do the same. 

[mischievousskin]

this is an issue i see primarily on ao3, and i think that even if you're a movie only maze runner fan, u should be aware;

dont erase newt's limp!!! even in aus. erasing a disability is never okay!!! not only that, but its an important part of his character and his story. you can make it for a different reason, but erasing his limp actually makes me (and a lot of other readers) think that you lack a respect or knowledge of the character. yes, this includes in highschool/college AUs.

is this probably considered a "chronically online" take? yeah. but as a disabled writer, its unfortunate whenever i see representation taken away. especially because that representation also includes mental health issues and suicide attempts (!!which disable people physically far more often than anyone talks about!)

tldr; stop erasing character's disabilities for plot convenience!

[nxwtonsxngster]

okay hear me out this is something @adoresbenho and i came up with on our late night facetime call yesterday

modern au, picture vince and jorge running each an illegal business (like dr*g or something) and they’re absolute enemies;

meanwhile thomas is vince’s son and minho is jorge’s, both work for their dads so are supposed to hate each other but they’re actually secret lovers??

the plot being about thominho being in love behind their dads’ backs meanwhile vince and jorge are fighting to ruin the other’s business and involving their sons into their toxic battle

add an hint of drama ofc, and maybe an enemies to lovers vinge side plot?

i’d sell my SOUL for this

[its-tea-time-darling]

ok finished the rewatch by myself now (bc we didnt get all the way through yesterday) and you know it is a bit hard to believe that the gladers would think it checks out that

when they come into the surveillance room after escaping the maze all the wicked employees are shot and dead

but no 'resistance' members are around

and then the members conveniently swoop in after gally shot chuck. why would it make sense for them to leave after having shot everyone, instead of going to rescue the gladers?

also the timing of their escape + the wicked employee murdering is... i mean it's incredibly improbable those things would magically happen at the exact same time

[nomoreusername]

New Girl (Part 1)

Pairing:Aris x female reader

Summary:When you don't show up for yours and Aris's escape he ends up learning that WCKD truly does have all the power.

Tonight was supposed to be it. It was supposed to be the night Y/N and I left this place for good. At exactly midnight we were supposed to be outside those doors ready to see whatever we had been warned about.

She was late though. She's never late to anything, but I had been sure that she'd be here. So even though it was almost freezing I waited for her to follow through with the plan. She would come.

And as the time went from five minutes, to thirty, to an hour, to two I didn't move. Not until it started raining. 

Except, that's a lie. That's only what I should have done. Instead, I sat there completely soaked under a tree with water going through my clothes and down my face. By now I looked pathetic as I waited for someone that wouldn't come, in weather so cold that I could feel it in my bones. 

It was only when I heard thunder that I accepted that she had just stood me up on what was supposed to be the most important and best night of our lives. She made me look like such an idiot. 

Then again I did that myself. I tricked myself into thinking she was just running a few hours late. What's wrong with me? What's wrong with her? 

This is so messed up. We were going to get out of WCKD. We wouldn't have to be subjects anymore. We would just live.

Clearly, it was a mistake to believe her when she actually agreed. I should have never told her anything. In fact, I wish that I never even met her. 

Hate is a strong word so I don't like using it. There are so many bad people it should be reserved for. If you overuse a word it loses its meaning so I avoid words like that, or even good ones like love.

This time the impossible seemed to happen. I’ve never meant a word like more before, but tonight changed that. I hate Y/N. I hate Y/N for being like everyone else and lying to me. I hate Y/N for always being there for me only to leave me alone. I hate Y/N for forgetting about me like I’m nothing. 

I hate her. I hate her, I hate her, I hate her.

Most of all, I hate that I still love her, and I hate that I can't stop.

Is there an actual word for this? For despising someone who has your entire heart? 

Probably, but I’m too drained to come up with an answer. I just want to sleep and forget about this night. I just want to forget all about her forever. 

I know that won't happen though, but I can pretend I have a chance. Maybe if I lie to myself the way she lied to me I would believe my words.

♡ - - - ♡

Waking up the next day hurt and not just because of the way it seemed like she had shoved a knife through my heart (that obviously didn’t help the situation though).

I was still shivering, and my hair, body, and clothes were damp. It's not like I could say anything though. That would end great. 

’Hey WCKD worker. I’m just sick, because I snuck out to run away with the girl who I thought loved me.’

‘That’s a really depressing story. By the way, you're on lockdown.’

Yeah. What a wonderful conversation.

That meant just sitting at breakfast like nothing had happened. Resisting the urge to slam my tray on the ground and just walk out without a word. Resisting the urge to finally say everything about this place that I wanted to from day one. Resisting the urge to say screw it and run from them until I was free. 

The worst one though, was pushing down the way seeing Y/N sit alone made me want to just ask what her problem was. Ask what I did for her to leave me out there. Even if I wouldn't like the answer I deserve an explanation for why she abandoned me when I had just gotten a little bit of hope in my life. 

Seeing her wear a blank expression though, killed me. She was so apathetic about this, and it shattered my soul. Even if I did something without realizing what she did was beyond callous. 

“Aris?”Sonya asked. I glanced over to see her looking like she was debating herself about something. 

“Are you okay?”She whispered after a minute of silence. I went to lie to her when my throat closed up. She was still expecting an answer, but I couldn't even say a word. Not while she was there, and I couldn't ask why she did that.

“I’ve gotta go really quick,”I managed to say. Standing up, I ignored the shakiness in my legs as I quickly walked towards her. Feeling my heart thump faster with every step and my palms sweat, I dreaded what she would tell me. At the same time never knowing would only keep me up at night, thinking about all the possible answers. Even if I felt like I was going to throw up, I had to do this. I had to discover the truth. 

Approaching her table, I stood before her. She didn't even look up as she ate her breakfast. Had I actually done something so bad that she didn't want to look at me? What is it? Can I fix it? Do I want to fix it?

“Y/N?”I finally asked. She looked up at me and smiled as she met my eyes. By now the pain was confusion as she looked at me with such gentle eyes.

“Hello. Did you overhear what the guards called me?”She asked, holding out her hand for me to shake. What the hell? 

“No? That's okay. Not everyone likes handshakes from strangers,”She stated.

“Strangers?”

“Of course. I'm new here so I haven't gotten acquainted with anyone yet. Thanks for being the first person to talk to me,”She grinned.

“Y/N, are you kidding? It's me. Aris,”I apparently reintroduced.

“Hi Aris. As you know I'm Y/N, and I'm new to this place.”

“No you're not. You’ve been here for years,”I reasoned. She gave me a funny look while shifting in her seat. 

“I don't know what you're talking about. I just got her last night,”She shrugged.

“You aren't funny, okay? Whatever joke this is, it isn't cool,”I said firmly.

“I don't know you or anyone. I just got here,”She repeated.

“Y/N-”

“Hey, Aris. You talking to the new girl?”Harriet asked from next to me. 

“New girl?”I whispered, turning to face her.

“Yeah. The new girl,”She repeated.

Swearing that I would throw up, I frantically ran back to Sonya. Trying to control my breathing, I asked if she knew who Y/N was. When all I got was her asking if that was the new girl I tried the girl next to her, and the girl next to her, and the boy beside her, and the boy in front of him, and the girl in behind him, and every single person in this cafeteria. It was the same answer. 

New girl.

Nobody remembered her, not even her. 

Glancing back over at her, I saw Janson talking to her before facing me. With a small smirk on his face, when Y/N wasn't looking he put his finger to his lips. 

He knew. He knew about last night, and he did this. He erased everything from her. She never stood me up. They had her. 

Why couldn't I think of that? How could I doubt her? How could they take her from me? How could they do this? 

Taking my seat beside Sonya, I kept thinking about what I would do next. Obviously, I was going to restore her memories, but the real question is how?

[toby-du-coeur]

pt 7 scorch trials burn out at last: liveblog finale 🔥🔥

parts 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

he hasn't ditched the turtleneck 😂 ig he just likes em

yes aris that is how we all feel abt ava paige

i feel like fry is here purely to give sarcastic commentary, from 'you mean besides a griever pancake?' on.

live frypan reaction

love janson in all black & ava paige floating in after the carnage, the only one dressed in white

min looks SO betrayed and hurt. minresa moment fr

sells the way be blows up at her later. this boy values loyalty ✨

dramatically reaching for fatal wound w my cozy hand knitted fingerless gloves

thominho moment of ALL TIME that look i am feral

SHES SO BEAUTIFUL 😭😭

love how jorge protects thomas during this scene. hes truly adopted him

NOO they're holding him all slumped over

love how bren has what look to be fake-worn jeans/leggings/jeggings when they are.. very much in the middle of a real apocalypse

jorge like i smell some heroic dumbassery that needs enabling

hes. running into the maze again. for minho again.

but this time he doesn't do it alone

in which newt imitates the classic tommy 'confused but slightly aroused' face

harriet and vince have a Thing. they're both fighters. jorge & brenda parallel

the way his eyes shift to the side and his whole expression just blanks out like i have no fucking ide - ROLL CREDITS

[sadiecoocoo]

What if I made a fic where the titans came back and random Eldians got turned titan and the ones who had the nine get their titans back but without the curse of Ymir? Also a lot of a whump and Reijean?

[that-tmr-girl]

Betrayer {Part 2}

Even though you both want things to work, one mistake proves they can't.

1,664 words

Vaginal sex

You couldn't help but wear a small, barely noticeable smile the next day. You had finally gotten something good for the very first time here. Something worth waking up for. For the first time in over a year, you found a genuine reason to be alive.

It was a smile that wasn't missed. A smile that made a stranger scowl at you as they were filled with a shared hatred amongst everyone in the safe haven. A hatred that wouldn't leave until you did.

“What are you so happy about? You sell us out to someone again? Huh?”

Your smile instantly dropped at their words, brows furrowing in remorse.

Still, you looked at Thomas who was right behind the girl. Your eyes pleaded for him to say something. To prove that he cared about you. To prove last night meant as much to him as it did to you.

He stayed silent, dropping his head in shame.

“You don't belong here. You never, ever will. Freak.”

You didn't remove your gaze from him, waiting. Waiting for him to show you two could be something.

He still stayed silent.

As you walked away, losing all hope yet again, he regretted it greatly.

And still, he said nothing.

That's how you knew you were finally done. You wouldn't be everyone's punching bag any longer. If they would all be happier with you gone, fine. You’ll leave and never come back to this hellhole.

You were already packed. All you had to do was walk out.

A plan that was interrupted as the last person you ever wanted to lay eyes on walked in without knocking, shutting your door as he looked at you.

You turned your back to him, glaring at the wall.

“I’m sorry. I should have said something. I know that,”He apologized, walking over, putting a hand on your back. You pushed him away as you started walking, bag in hand, hate and hurt bubbling inside of you.

“Don't go. Come on, you can't go,”He pleaded. Ignoring him, you were about to open your door. “Y/N-”

“Fuck off,”You couldn't resist telling him, turning around to fire at him. A bad decision as he grabbed your hand, pathetically keeping you with him. “Let go,”You demanded, struggling from his grip.

“Stay, stay, stay. Just stay,”He repeated, wrapping his arms around your stomach, pulling you close.

“Fuck you.”

“Please, please, please? I’m sorry, but still stay? Please?”He begged, tightening his hold on you.

“Let me go-”

“Please, please? I need you. Please-”

Elbowing his ribs, you cut him off. Groaning, he held his stomach, letting you out of his hold. Still, he felt your glare, a look he met but didn't return.

“You wanna know what you smelt like last night?”You asked in a blank voice, crossing your arms. He could only stare, holding his breath as he waited for you to speak.

“Shame. You smelt like cum and shame. It was all over your damn hands.”

“I-I,”He sputtered, trying to find words. His face went hot, a dark red as he desperately wished for his brain to cooperate with him.

“You weren't into me. You were horny. You were horny, and tired of just jacking off, and would have fucked anyone.”

“That's not true,”He promised.

“It is. You didn't want me. You were just tired of your hand.”

“It wasn't like that. It was complicated. It really, really was,”He said firmly, the familiar pit growing inside of him.

“Yeah. It sure seemed complicated when you bent me over and just started thrusting. That was real, real complicated.”

“The sex wasn't complicated. It was just-it was everything before that. There was so much going on that I couldn't just tell someone about.”

“You're a fantastic liar. None of it was hard for you. You cut me off to kiss me, and you were so desperate to fuck someone you didn't even bother taking all your clothes off.”

“I wasn't just horny. I was feeling a lot of things, and I still don't know what all of them are,”He rushed out, his hands running through his hair as he attempted to calm himself.

“The only thing you were feeling is hard. You only care that I’m leaving because it means you’ll lose a possible fuck buddy. Not even a friend. Just someone you can call when you're lonely.”

“I wasn't lonely, okay? There's a lot going on. A lot happening,”He tried, close to frustrated tears. You didn't even notice, the anger replacing all thoughts.

“The only thing happening was whatever went on in that kitchen! You don't care about me! You just want sex!”

“I don't just want sex! It isn't that simple!”

“It obviously is!”

“Fine! You wanna know why it's not simple?! You wanna know why it's so complicated?!”

“Obviously!”

“I was already thinking of you! Okay?!”

You both froze at the confession, your eyes widening as your mouth opened. A tense silence followed, both of you taking in the words he hadn't meant to say. Since he couldn't find any, since his mind blanked, he said the only thing that did make sense.

“I was thinking of you,”He whispered.

“Why?”You asked quietly.

“I-I don't know. I know I shouldn't do it. I know it's bad, but I see you every day. I see you all the time, and you were the first person I ever wanted as more than a friend. And you did something bad. You did something awful, and I don't know how that makes me feel about you now, but I know if you asked me to be with you I wouldn't be able to say no. And I hate that. I hate that, and it's so much easier to just lust over you. Lust is so simple. So I did. I would touch myself, and I would think of you, and I would imagine you were there, and I would finish, and I would feel so bad about it. I really, really would.”

“Thomas-”

“I’m sorry,”He whispered, his voice cracking.

Your eyes softened as you put your bag down, walking over to him. Holding his face in your hands, you gently brushed your lips against yours, a stark contrast to all of the roughness from last night.

He wrapped his arms the back of your neck as he kissed back, his face squished against yours. Opening his mouth, he let you slide your tongue inside, grazing his as you deepened it.

His hands traveled to your inner thighs, rubbing them.

Tonight would be different. You were sure of that.

It would also be better.

You pulled away, taking his hand and leading him to your bed. Laying on it, he propped himself up as you were both back to kissing, hands traveling everywhere as you both did, undressing the other at a teasing pace.

“Are you okay with this?”He asked.

“As long as you are,”You promised.

“I always am,”He smiled, kissing you again.

In sync, you switched positions, you laying under him. Slowly, carefully, he nudged inside of you, watching your face as he filled you up.

You whimpered as you stretched around him, wiggling your hips to get him deeper.

“Are you alright?”He checked.

“Yes.”

“Can I move?”

“Please.”

Taking your answer, he pulled out before slamming back into you, resting his chest against yours. You moaned his name as you were fucked for the second night in a row.

It was something else though. You swear you would both call this one making love.

He kissed your neck, sucking on your soft skin, as he reached for your hands. His fingers wrapped around yours, locking your hands beside your head.

You arched your back as you whimpered, listening to him make his own sounds against your skin. Your eyes shut as you felt him twitch inside of you, him enjoying the buildup and gentless even more than the quickness and desperation last night.

Pressing his mouth against yours, he increased his pace, making your legs shake as you moaned against his lips. Tightening around him, you found yourself getting closer and closer.

“I love you. God, I love you,”He breathed out as he disconnected your mouths, his eyes shut as he finished inside of you. You gasped at both the confession and the orgasm rippling through the body, your eyes rolling back to your head.

Groaning, he pulled out of you, keeping one of his hands in yours. Turning to face him, you rubbed your thumb over her knuckles before kissing the tip of his nose.

“I love you too, Thomas.”

He assumed he was just lusting after you, because it seemed insane that a past WCKD worked who betrayed them could love a past WCKD worked who only left when the organization fell apart.

It wasn't though. You were both living proof of it.

The love making, the holding each other, the love confession, it was nothing short of perfect. Lying beside him in your bed, laying on his chest and listening to his heartbeat. It was everything.

But you knew better now. Even if he loved you, you couldn't count on him to defend you. You couldn't count on him to show it.

Softly running your hands through his hair for the first and last time, you kissed his forehead, a small act of affection you had and would never give to anyone else.

Pulling away, you wiped your tears as you walked out the door, away from all of the torment.

He would cry when he woke up to see your bag and you gone. He would sob as he lost another person.

This time while they were still living.

He would never get to know if it stayed that way though. All he could do was live his life haunted by your ghost.

And still never speaking up when there were whispers about you.

[manawari]

Jong-in, who was stung by a Griever, now remembered everything from the past and the fact that Jin-woo was the last thing he saw before being taken away— he had a feeling that Jin-woo would betray the group one day or another.

And later on, it was Hae-in (the least person he suspected) who betrayed everyone while Jin-woo stayed.

[the-fandom-queen]

I need a high school au of the maze runner gang where they're just scooby-dooing around and happen to uncover some very unethical evil secrets about the humanitarian science corporation Wicked. Like very stranger things style but less horror more goofy chill vibes

[fluffypotatey]

Okay but after having the Crank Newt hallucinations, Thomas (who is canonically A, paranoid about his dreams/memories; B, overprotective of his friends; C, cares about Newt to the point of betraying WCKD; and D, a pickpocketing thief) steals the leftover serum from Mary Cooper before the Safe Haven bombing. She only used a little on Brenda, there was some left. So he just. Takes it. Just in case.

So when Newt is like "Well, guess I can't hide this anymore :(" about the fact he's got the Flare, Thomas almost faints, nearly cries, then starts laughing, all in the span of about 2.5 seconds.

Newt thinks Thomas has finally cracked from stress until Thomas finally gets it together and says "You utter dumbass," and drags him off by the scruff to give him his medicine....and then give him his medicine ;)

GAH IF ONLY!!!!!

like if WCKD had come a day late, i just know Mary would figure out that the serum with Thomas’s blood was different i just KNOW 🫠 and maybe she would make two or three more just in case bc yOu nEveR knOw

and then WCKD attacks, scenes play out the same way but maybe Teresa had overheard Mary’s discovery and gets Ava to promise only to capture Thomas because Cure and the remaining Gladers have grown to be her friends (movie-wise). but now Thomas is their sole source, their nice little blood bag to make as many cure drums as they are any until he’s all dried up :D

(with the Gladers pulling a very similar rescue mission like they would for Minho)

LIKE IT WOULD BE SO YA BUT I WOULD STILL EAT IT UP

[1nkpen]

If there were multiple mazes and stuff and Dr Paige shot herself at the end of the video explaining the world and whatever, how did people not realize she died more than one time? If everyone got the exact same maze, how did nobody notice this woman died like 4 times? It's been on my mind for too long, lol.

[freetobeafcknriot]

Hi!! I hope it's okay to drop by and ask, I just wanted to know... that demigods AU you mentioned, is it happening? Because I love the premise (and I love the ship!) and I would 100% read it if it did! :D

OMG hello there!! oh, you're talking about this, aren't you? i'm so happy you're interested because it may be happening, yes! ;)

i've got a title. i'm making a playlist and pinterest boards. i've got a google doc where i'm writing down details regarding the worldbuilding (mostly how the legacies work, how being demigods translates in the setting of the glade and in the tmr world... stuff that i think is important for me to make it make sense). so yeah, it is happening!

i don't know the specifics regarding length [i'll be honest, i came up with it while i was crying my eyes out because of tdc and watching minewt edits on tiktok so the ultimate intent of it all and the reason the AU exists in my mind is giving my babies a happy ending] or how long it will take with the holidays and life in between, but it's in the works and i am 100% down to talk about it anytime. xx

[thewolfprince]

Okay so got a reply from Teecupangel on something I submitted and it gave me a wonderful idea.

Desmond in the Ready Player One universe.

Now if you haven’t read Ready Player One it’s about this guy (Wade) who takes on a challenge from the creator of the OASIS, a network spanning the entire world with virtual reality, in order to try to keep it out of the hands of a Corporation that wants to basically capitalism the fuck out of the OASIS.

Sooo my brain went “oh shit. Oh shit we could turn this into AC AU easy.”

Desmond, our lovable protagonist blorbo boi, takes the place of Wade. He lives with his father and mother and a few other families in a secluded location called The Farm. Once the world went to shit, Desmond’s parents decided to isolate themselves from humanity as a whole for safety.

Now, Desmond was raised in The Farm so… all his experience with the world outside of it is on an old console that runs The Gray [Name pending], created by Isu Incorporated.

One day there’s a message for every single user in the world (seeing as [Name Pending] is the world’s default coping mechanism to a slowly dying planet, it’s basically to the whole world).

FINAL ISU CORP LEADER FOUND DEAD, LEAVES BEHIND PUZZLING MESSAGE

Desmond is shocked when the message appears on his visor, he presses play on the video.

It’s Juno. She explains The Contest, a hunt for different artifacts around the multiverse of [Name Pending]. The first person to get all the artifacts and open the Grand Temple will be the new Heir of Isu Corp and the sole Admin of [Name Pending].

So for a few years, everyone dives into the hunt. Including rival company Abstergo Industries and its special Artifact Team.

As months go on, people start to quit. Except Desmond because his father is pushing him to find the Artifacts for him.

And Desmond soon crosses paths with a player named ‘Subject_16’. His avatar wears clothes that look like a prison uniform, and he’s often accompanied by ‘Overseer_Stillman’, a woman who is dressed in a sharp Abstergo uniform with a badge.

These “Subjects” are people indebted to Abstergo Industries and often used for free labor. And now they’re being used to look for the Artifacts.

And one day a new pop-up displays on everyone’s visors.

“Team Masayf— 10,000 points” with a small golden sphere emblem to the side. The first Artifact has been found.

And everyone is pushed back into the frenzy of the hunt.

A few weeks pass and William tells Desmond that they are having a guest over. Desmond is very confused. The Farm isn’t supposed to have guests. No one is supposed to know they exist.

An old man who everyone calls ‘Al Mualim’ leads a young man about the same age as Desmond into The Farm. They are both welcomed warmly and with great respect. William tells Desmond to “make a friend” and Desmond realized he’s being used to try to get information out of the other boy who looks a lot like him.

But Desmond obeys and leads the other boy, Altaïr, to his console and offers to let him play with. Altaïr agrees and the two log into their accounts.

Altaïr asks what they should do and Desmond suggests a small world dedicated solely to parkour and free running. They both head to the world and spend the day trying to beat each other on various parkour tracks.

As they play, Altaïr and Desmond talk. They talk about their experience with the hunt so far. Altaïr seems guarded so Desmond quickly changes the subject.

When William and Al Mualim come to get them, they part as budding friends. They meet up in [Name pending] almost every day, and Desmond slowly forgets about the artifact. He has a friend.

One night William rips the visor off and yells at Desmond for “neglecting his duties”. Berates him for not getting any info out of Altaïr and wasting time and The Farm’s limited resources on “playing around like a child”. Desmond shoots back that he gets nothing from The Farm, not a coin from their sales nor the visor that he wears.

Enraged, William tells Desmond to cut contact with Altaïr. Another person in The Farm will monitor his account and “if he even thinks about talking to that boy again he’ll regret it.”

And enter Rebecca and Shaun. They are told to be around Desmond 24/7 and report everything back to William.

Desmond initially distrusts the two but Rebecca calls up Altaïr for him and scrubs the recorded footage, winking and claiming there must be some sort of malfunction in Desmond’s terribly old, like seriously how do you use this Desmond it’s fucking ancient equipment.

Shaun mostly sticks to his own thing and doesn’t bother Desmond.

And then one day, the three make a breakthrough. Shaun figures out the meaning of first message Juno left, Rebecca hacks into another person’s console, and Desmond is told where the first Artifact is located.

And then an SOS comes. But it’s delivered to Desmond instead of his father on accident.

Lucy Stillman, a mole for The Farm planted in Abstergo Industries, says they need a rescue team for Clay Kaczmarek—Subject 16–because his mental state is rapidly deteriorating due to the strain of constant Artifact hunting.

Desmond, Rebecca, and Shaun decide to tackle the problem by themselves (though not without a little help).

And then once they do they have a team of five. They decide to call their team Team Eagle to obscure their location.

And then, Team Eagle jumps to second place on the leaderboard.