#teresa x reader

[that-tmr-girl]

How TMR Character would react if someone asked about your sex life

Aris

Offended that anyone thinks they have the right to ask about that

Nobody needs to know about that special part of your relationship, and he makes that clear

Seeing him get protective over it is pretty hot though

Brenda

Looks at the person like they're stupid until they leave

If they're going to try and make you guys uncomfortable by bringing up that private topic, they get to feel it twice as hard

Makes you scream her name later so that person has an answer

Gally

Would start insulting the person

Makes it clear that that's a conversation that he won't have with anybody but his girl

If the person tries again his warning will feel like it had please and thank you in it

Harriet

Messes with the person so they back off

"Why's it matter? It's not like you'll ever find out."

Casually rails you later

Minho

Has a sarcastic response

He'll make the person feel stupid and look like an idiot to anyone that's around

He makes them feel embarrassed so they never ask again

Newt

If you're in the Glade they go into the slammer

If you're not, he lectures them on why you shouldn't ask those sorts of things to people

Sonya

Doesn't bother to engage in that conversation

Goes to find you and ignore that person's existence

If you're with her she turns her attention fully towards you and has a nice conversation

Teresa

She shuts that conversation down before it even starts

Walks away with no shame

Thomas

He tells the person to shuck off

He will not have that while he's around

Or ever

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TMR characters favorite place to kiss you

Your cheek. He always kisses you there before he has to go somewhere. 

Your hand and forehead. Both are enough to fill anyone with butterflies (but so is Newt).

Your collarbone. Does this really need an explanation though? It is Minho after all.

Your lips. It's simple and a classic, but if it's not broken why fix it? 

Your forehead. It's so sweet, and it's the perfect way to be waken up. It's literally the purest form of affection. 

Your lips. Once again, simple, yet loving

Your cheek. It's so small yet always leaves you weak in the knees. Why wouldn't it when it's literally Sonya?

Also your lips. Why wouldn't it be when they fit so well on hers?

Your nose. It's a simple and quick yet lasting way to show how much she loves you.

[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 ❤

[theodorelore]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

❋ newt

❋ minho

❋ gally

❋ frypan

❋ thomas

❋ teresa

[crazyhearttragedy]

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Pairing: Teresa x fem!Reader  Warnings: mentioning of Newts death Word count: 690

Please remember that English is not my native language, so please don't kill me.

They were able to save Minho, but they lost Newt in the process. Newt was their clue, the only person who held them together. It felt like years since they hugged him, even if it was only a few minutes ago.

After the incident, Thomas searched for Teresa and Minho dragged Y/n to the Berg. They wanted to get Thomas back, even if they had to leave Newt behind.

That’s why they were now hovering above a skyscraper. Where Thomas and Teresa were waiting for help. While the guys pulled up, Thomas, Y/n was trying her best to motivate Teresa.

“Come on, just grab my hand.“, she yelled over all the notices. “We can talk about everything, but please grab my hand.”

Teresa wasn’t sure if she deserved to live, after what she did to you, so she didn’t move.

“Teresa, please. I can’t lose you too.“

She hadn’t realized how much she meant to you until now. She always thought you would hate her, but even after the betrayal, you still cared for her, so she jumped. You caught her with ease, and Brenda helped you by pulling her up. Teresa didn’t realize that you were hugging her till she felt your tears on her neck.

“Thank you.”, Teresa whispered and softly hugged you back.

“No, thank you for saving Thomas.”, Y/n mumbled back, before falling asleep, because of exhaustion.

Teresa felt guilty for being the reason you were in this state. She carefully kissed your head and stroked a few strands of hair out of your face.

“I hope you won’t hurt her again, Teresa. Otherwise, I will drown you in the ocean.“, Minho threatened.

Newt and Minho were always very protective of you. You were the only girl in the maze for years, so they were like your brothers. In the beginning, they even had a crush on you. However, you explained why you didn’t feel the same and they understood, even if they were disappointed at first.

“I swear I won’t. I can’t even forgive myself. When Janson shot her, I thought he killed her. He promised he wouldn’t hurt anyone. I realized I made a mistake after that, but I couldn’t change it then.“, Teresa explained.

While everyone in the glade supported your sexuality, Wicked was not found of it. You didn’t expect otherwise. They were dealing with the preservation of humanity, and you stood in their way. Still, Teresa didn’t thought they would try to kill you right away.

Brenda sighed. “He almost did, yet the first thing she asked for was you.”

“She didn’t ask for me?”, Minho questioned.

“Well, she thought you would be with Newt and Thomas, because she was unconscious when they captured you.”

Brenda rolled her eyes and they sat down opposite you. Minho also fell asleep. Teresa wasn’t sure what they did to him. Of course, she saw some things, but she wasn’t certain if that was all they did.

Teresa carried you to your hammock after they arrived at their new home. She laid you down softly, but you wouldn’t let her go away that easily.

“Can we cuddle? I really, need one.“

“Y/n, I don’t-“

“Listen, Teresa, I don’t think the things you did were right, but I can understand why you did it. I won’t forget it, but I forgive you. So, please don’t be afraid of staying with me. It’s not like I would have stopped loving you.“

“You love me?”, Teresa asked, tearing up a bit.

“Of course I do.”

Teresa smiled sadly and laid down with you. You cuddled up to her in no time.

“But, we aren’t the same as before.”, Y/n remembered her.

Scars like that need time to heal, and Teresa knew that. She stroked your hair softly, smiling at your finally relaxed face.

“I know, and I will wait for you as long as I need to.”

“Good, it would be a shame if you wouldn’t“

“Oh, and Y/n. I love you too.“

Y/n smiled in her sleep, knowing that it would take her some time to bring herself to say these words again, but she would. One day or another.

[yourloverfromthepast]

Y/N: I don't trust Teresa.

Minho: Why? She seems fine to me

Y/N: Something's off about her behavior...

Newt: You're right, I have a bad feeling about her

Thomas: What? No! Newt! What the fuck is wrong with you guys? *Scoffs* I- ugh, admit it y/n, you're just jealous. I- I can't believe this! Wow!

*Teresa betrays the entire team*

Y/N: *Click their tongue and inhale sharply* SOOOOOOO, THOMAS-

Thomas: Don't. Just- don't. Please.

[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.

[ateotd-izzy]

maroon | thomas x fem!reader

“the burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me”

during his first night in the glade, thomas (quite literally) bumps into a girl.

“and how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was maroon”

as more time passes, thomas becomes closer with y/n (very close), but that changes after they escape the maze.

“the mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones”

warnings: it’s bad, kissing, maze runner, swearing and whatever (i never know what to write here)

“the lips i used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon”

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“our med-jacks, clint and jeff.” newt introduced to the greenie as he showed the boy around. “and this is— woah, watch out.”

the greenie hadn’t been watching where he was going and bumped right into you as you walked past, spilling the drink he had been holding all over your shirt.

“oh, god, i am so…” he paused as he met your eyes. a girl? “sorry.”

you looked down at your soaking wet shirt and a few boys around snickered.

“thanks.” you smiled sarcastically and turned on your heel, heading towards the small hut that sat not far from the homestead.

“nice one, greenie.” newt clapped him on the back. “i think you just ruined her day.”

“who was that?” the boy asked, watching as you disappeared behind the door of the hut.

“y/n. she’s one of the runners.” newt answered. “also the glade’s only girl.”

“oh.”

inside you were changing your shirt, muttering in annoyance as you did so.

your favorite shirt (out of the five or so you owned) was now covered in gally’s foul-smelling drink thanks to that greenie.

after changing, you went outside to join the party again, only for it to be declared over moments after the greenie remembered his name.

thomas.

“uh, hey.” he jogged over to you as you walked back to your hut. “i’m, um, i’m sorry about before. is your shirt okay?”

“it’ll survive.” you shrugged. “i guess.”

“so, you’re a runner?” he asked, walking with you. “you go into the maze with that minho guy?”

“yep.” you glanced at him. “are you just going to follow me the whole way?”

“oh, sorry.” he slowed down. “um, i’ll go now.”

“okay.” you stared.

“see you around, y/n.”

you furrowed your eyebrows. “right. see you around…”

“thomas.”

“see you around, thomas.”

while it may not have seemed like it, you and thomas became pretty close friends over the next week or so, and you felt dumb to admit that you even had feelings for him.

he was in the same boat. except thomas was head-over-heels in love with you.

you kissed once. when the glade was being attacked by grievers, he kissed you before the two of you split up.

so after your group escaped the maze, the two of you did your best to stick together.

the two of you sat on the floor of the room your group had been forced into after being ‘saved’.

your legs were stretched out to sit in his lap, and his hands sat on top of them.

the rest of the group was around, all full after eating more food than they’d ever seen in their lives.

you couldn’t focus on the conversation that was going on between teresa and the boys, because all you could focus on was how thomas’ fingers drew small shapes on the bare skin of your leg where your pants had rolled up a little.

you wanted to tell him how you felt. you wanted to kiss him again. but everyone else was around, and the thought of being in front of everyone made you uncomfortable.

you had no clue how thomas did his whole leader thing.

when the door to the room opened, everyone jumped up and ran over, eager to know exactly what was going on.

the man who had opened the door introduced himself as mr. janson and led your group through the compound.

thomas held your hand the whole time.

“first things first, let’s do something about that smell.”

the boys were being taken to a different room to you and teresa. just before your hand slipped from his, you kissed thomas on the cheek. simple enough.

that night you properly kissed again and he asked you to be his girlfriend, and despite all of your worries, you said yes.

it wasn’t long after that when your group had to leave the compound with another boy, aris. you still hadn’t escaped wicked.

you stuck by thomas’ side the whole time, or until you were separated again.

you didn’t even know if he was alive, but jorge was confident he and brenda were fine.

it took a few days until you reached what jorge called marcus’ place.

you got into the party and the first thing you spotted was thomas and brenda.

kissing.

then they pulled apart, thomas said something and brenda wandered off.

thomas seemed to spin around the room until he yelled out and collapsed.

your heart was broken.

you were separated for just a few days, the longest since you had met, and he was kissing a girl he barely knew.

you couldn’t even say anything to him because he was out cold. instead you had to help minho drag him upstairs and act like nothing happened.

then, after he woke up, your group was on the run again, searching for the right arm.

in the car, thomas reached his hand over and tried to take yours in his, but you pulled yours back. you didn’t let him.

he looked at you. he was confused.

you didn’t answer his look. you just turned your head away from him and looked out the car window.

he had no clue why you were suddenly ignoring him. not the entire drive to the mountains, not when the were taken to the right arm camp, not when brenda collapsed.

it was only when he was in the tent with her later, just after brenda woke up, when it clicked to him why.

you had seen brenda kiss him.

everything seemed to click into place at that moment, and he jumped to his feet halfway through his conversation with brenda.

“you okay?” she asked.

“yeah. yeah, there’s just something i need to do.” thomas looked down at her. “i’m sorry, i’ll be back later.”

then he ran out of the tent.

the camp was large, and thomas had no clue where he could find you. or any of his friends for that matter.

it took about ten minutes of searching until he found you.

you were sitting alone on a rock, looking down at your feet and mumbling something to yourself.

“y/n?”

you looked up and thomas realized you had been crying.

“what?”

there was a twinge of bitterness in your voice, and thomas frowned. it reminded him of how you had spoken to him the night you met, when he had splashed his drink into you.

“you okay?”

“i’m fine.”

he knew you weren’t, and he ignored the obvious signs that you didn’t want him around when he sat down beside you.

“what do you want, thomas?” you asked.

without another word, he simply wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest.

at first, you thought about trying to pull away. but you didn’t.

“why’d you kiss her? brenda?” you asked eventually. “do you like her better? because, you know, i’ll back off or whatev—”

“no, no, no, y/n.” he pulled back so he could look you in the eyes. “i could never like anyone better than i like you.”

“then why—?”

“she kissed me.” thomas told you, cupping your cheek with one hand. “we were drugged, okay? i…”

thomas winced slightly at the memory of brenda’s face after his words.

“i thought she was you.” he admitted. “whatever that marcus guy put in that drink had me seeing the weirdest shit.”

“are you calling me weird shit?” you teased and thomas’ eyes widened.

“what? no.” he shook his head. “that’s not what i meant.”

“i know. i was kidding.”

you grabbed his hand and interlocked your fingers.

“i’m sorry.” he apologized.

“don’t be. i get it now.” you shrugged.

“yeah, but i could’ve said something sooner.”

“when?” you asked. “when you were passed out? or when we were almost shot by mountain people?”

he chuckled. “okay, maybe not. but—”

“tommy, i get it. don’t worry.”

the feeling of freedom and happiness that evening was short lived, and soon became a nightmare.

teresa betrayed them, wicked burned the camp to the ground, and multiple people were taken.

sonya, aris, minho and you.

thomas had lost you. he had lost the battle. but he was determined to get you and minho and everyone else back.

he would do anything he could. he would do whatever it took to get you back.

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a/n: why don’t these ever turn out like they sounded in my head LMAO

[that-tmr-girl]

TMR characters favorite small parts of sex

Aris

He likes holding you close

Holding your hands, intertwining your fingers, grabbing your waist, gripping your thighs

He just likes being able to touch you in some way

Brenda

She likes the way you act when you're horny and needy

Something about seeing you squirming while thinking about her, being clingy, and quietly begging to just leave so she can fuck you, makes her want you just as badly

Knowing that she makes your body and mind react like that to her, just sparks something inside of her that she can't explain

Gally

He likes looking at all the marks after

He'll count and kiss every single one with pride

He hates it when you try to cover them and will just give you more if he catches you

Harriet

She likes the way you two undress each other

Fingertips on skin, shirts slowly being slid over shoulders, pants slowly being pulled down as hands caress thighs, and even touching each other through your underwear, are all things she doesn't take for granted

No matter how long it takes, it's all worth it

Minho

He likes the fact that you want him and only him

It's just that he's the only one allowed to do the things he does to you, and you're the only one he wants to touch him

It's this feeling of knowing that you two belong to each other that makes sex important to him

Newt

He likes getting to just keep kissing you

Knowing he has access to press his lips to every part of your body makes him feel so lucky

He barely lifts his lips from your skin as he takes in the way you feel

Sonya

She likes the build up to it

The tension, the craving, the yearning, the long looks across the room

Finally getting to undress you and that wait being over always makes life feel so carefree to her

Teresa

She likes knowing that only she'll know what your body looks like at that moment

If she spots anything new, from a mark she hadn't noticed to a cut, she'll feel so proud that you trust her enough to let her see it

It's not so much possession, as it is pride to call you hers

Thomas

He likes the feelings after

The way you're both worn out, tired yet happy, and content makes his heart melt

Knowing that you just did something so intimate and energetic with such a calming aftermath is all he wants

[nomoreusername]

TMR characters favorite color on you

Beige

Any kind of yellow

Maroon

Black

Any kind of blue

Gray blue

Red

White

Golden brown

[justwearthegoddamncardigan]

Hi I love your writing it’s amazing and I was wondering if you could do a young! fem!reader x gladers (reader is around 10-13). And during death cure reader goes with Thomas to go to Teresa after Newt died and when Janson comes she locks herself in the lab with him or something so Thomas and Teresa can escape you can decide if she lives or dies. I just feel like reading something with a bit of angst. but if your not comfortable with writing it or if your too busy I totally understand. I hope you understand what I’m trying to say❤️

Well, this was a wild ride to write. Thank you for request 🫶 Sorry for the two month wait :((

Look after each other for me

Platonic Thomas & Teresa x 13yo fem!reader

Set during tdc (movieverse)

Warnings: language, canon-typical violence, MAJOR character death as in YOU (also rip newt)

"Brenda, wait!"

You sprint after your friend as she weaves through the rioting crowd.

Along with Minho, Frypan, and Gally, you chase Brenda as she turns a corner into a less packed area, searching for Thomas and Newt.

Please be okay, you think.

Your heart drops as you watch Brenda skid to a halt, her determination draining from her body. No.

You catch up with Brenda, following her shocked gaze to see Newt on the ground, a knife stabbed through his heart.

The sight of him lying there hits you straight in the chest, and you simply freeze, unable to bring yourself to go to him.

You watch on as Minho and Frypan crumble to their knees, and something in you breaks at the wordless sob Minho lets out.

A bit of movement catches your attention, and you wrench your eyes away from Newt to see Thomas reaching down to pick up a gun that must've been tossed away in the fight.

"Thomas." Your voice rasps out as you call for your friend. "Wait."

Slowly, shakily, you step around to Newt's side, kneeling down to take his unmoving, cold hand. "I'm sorry," you whisper, not bothering to scrub away the tears as they slip down your cheeks. "I'm so sorry."

You swallow hard, watching Frypan reach out to close Newt's blackened eyes.

Then you squeeze his hand on last time, and stand up, dredging up all your remaining resolve. "Goodbye, Newt."

Thomas watches you with glassy eyes as you approach him, and you pin him down with your gaze.

"I'm not letting you go alone."

"I can't," he whispers, voice barely working. "I'm not bringing you there."

It's always been this way. You're the baby sister, the one to protect, and you can understand that instinct.

But you can tell Thomas hasn't got it in him to fight you on this now.

"I'm coming with you, Thomas."

You give him a look, and he sighs, conceding. "Fine, just- stay behind me."

⭒----⭒

You smack into Thomas' back as he freezes suddenly, turning and shoving you back.

"What the-" You're cut off by Thomas' hand over your mouth, and the dark look in his eyes tells you it's serious.

"Stay here," he instructs quietly.

You respond with a nod, and stay behind the corner as Thomas lifts his gun and walks into the corridor.

For a second all you can hear is Thomas' footsteps echoing away from you, but then you start to hear voices - he's talking to someone.

You strain to pick up what they're saying, but you can't make anything out.

Suddenly, a gunshot spears through the quiet, and you flinch, stopping yourself from letting out a scream.

Not Thomas not Thomas not Thomas, you chant in your mind, pleading desperately with whatever god there is.

Shakily, fearfully, you peer out from the corner, mentally preparing yourself to see Thomas dead on the floor.

Instead, Janson emerges from a cloud of gun powder, and your eyes fall to Ava Paige, splayed out on the ground with red blooming against her white lab coat.

Thomas stands upright, alive.

But Janson moves quickly, too fast for Thomas to react, and stabs something into Thomas' neck.

You realise it was a tranquiliser, because Thomas keels over, unconscious.

As Janson starts dragging him away, you rise to your feet. Follow them.

⭒----⭒

You stay outside the room, hidden from view, and watch through the window as Janson straps Thomas into a medical table.

Another door slides open, and you inhale sharply as Teresa walks in.

From your angle, you can just see the edge of the table Thomas is on, and Janson with his back faced to you. If Janson turned, he'd only be able to see you if he was deliberately looking; so you're safe.

But Teresa, Teresa is directly in your line of sight. You could easily get her attention, if you wanted to.

She betrayed us, you remind yourself. But Teresa's betrayal isn't all you remember of her.

You remember being the only two girls in the Glade, feeling like she was your big sister. You picture the flower crown she made you, and her wide teasing grin. And you remember her shielding you from Cranks, grabbing your hand as you ran from them.

And you've got no one else to trust right now. You need Teresa.

You stand from your crouched position and stare straight through the glass, into the eyes of your old friend. Teresa notices the movement immediately and locks eyes with you.

Help us, you mouth, gesturing to Thomas.

A surprised blink, and then singular nod is all you get, before Teresa turns back to her work. You watch her extract a blue liquid before inserting it into a serum container.

Then she moves.

In a blink, Teresa's smashed a glass into Janson's head, and you burst into motion, sprinting to Thomas' side and cutting him free.

"C'mon," you mutter, hacking at the cuffs with your knife.

"Here," says Teresa, undoing the other side. "Let's g-"

She's cut off as Janson grabs her and throws her into a table, sending machinery flying and glass beakers smashing to the floor.

"Thomas, move," you forcefully haul him up, backing away as Janson advances on you.

He lifts his gun, pointing it straight to your head as you drag a half-conscious Thomas away.

There's the bang of a gunshot, but even as you instinctively duck you hear Janson shout in pain, and you know you're unhurt.

"Teresa!" She's rising unsteadily off the floor, a gun in her hand which she's used to shoot Janson in the shoulder.

"Let's go, quick!" You rush forward to pull Teresa with you, Thomas finally waking up enough to run too.

The three of you stumble into the next room down, closing the door behind you. "You guys okay?" you ask, sweeping your gaze over the both of them.

"Yeah- watch out!" Teresa calls out as the door smashes inward, Janson stepping through and raising his gun.

Time moves in slow motion as Janson's finger moves to the trigger to shoot Thomas, and your eyes catch on a bright red button.

You immediately recognise it as the emergency lockdown buttons for Cranks, and you slam your hand down on it just as Janson fires the gun.

The bullet hits glass, causing thin spidery cracks, but the glass holds up.

"What the fuck," seethes Janson.

"Y/n!" Thomas stares at you in horror. The button you pressed has locked you and Janson in a small glass room, separated from outside where Thomas and Teresa are.

"Little bitch." You back away as Janson points his gun at you.

"Get us out of here," he growls, "Or I shoot this little-"

"Don't," you interrupt, eyes on Teresa who's reaching for the button to retract the glass. "Thomas, Teresa, just go."

"Are you fucking kidding?" growls Thomas. He marches up to the button and slams his fist on it.

Nothing happens.

"What-" you see the colour drain from his face as he tries it again. "No- damn it. Teresa, what's wrong with it?" He desperately swings his gaze to her, hands clenching into fists.

She shakes her head, breath hitching. "You must need higher clearance to open emergency lockdowns."

Good. Your heart starts thumping faster as you realise what you have to do.

"Listen to me," you say.

Tears fill your eyes, but you force them down, because right now all you need is your friends to be safe.

Janson stays quiet, probably entertained by all this, the sick bastard. You look straight at your friends, blocking out the Ratman.

"We've come so far," you say softly.

"Y/n, stop," says Thomas, voice hard.

You shake your head, giving them a shaky smile. "What's the point if all of us die? Then none of this would be worth it."

An explosion sounds off nearby, and the building shudders with it. "The city's falling," you continue. "There's no time for this. You have to run."

"We're not leaving you," says Thomas, and you flinch back as he comes at the glass, shooting repeatedly. The bullets barely splinter the glass.

"Thomas, those are built for containment," says Teresa quietly. "You'll never get through."

"Then what the fuck am I supposed to do, huh?" shouts Thomas.

Janson's gun clicks, almost like a warning. "Find a way out, or the kid'll get her death wish."

"We- we have to find someone with clearance," says Teresa, looking around frantically as if someone will just appeare.

"The building's been evacuated," says Janson, a sick smile playing on his face.

As they're speaking, you've been inching your hand to the back of your belt, where you hooked a stolen grenade earlier.

"You need to get out," you say. Thomas and Teresa's eyes jump to you as you speak. "You need to escape, okay? Find the Safe Haven. Get a fresh start, make a better world."

Teresa's gaze drops to your hand, and her eyes widen in realisation. "Y/n, no."

"It's okay," you tell them, eyes blazing. "Look after each other for me, alright? I love you."

The grenade beeps as you activate it, and you throw it down on the floor.

Then there's a flash of light and heat and noise, and everything goes black.

⭒----⭒

"Newt, stop. You're gonna be fine. You don't need this."

He smiles at you, and it's all bittersweet. You hate it. "It's just in case," he promises. "I'll tell you what, if we all get out of this, with Minho too, and I'll burn the letter in the Safe Haven."

"Deal," you say, handing him the necklace to put the letter into. "You know, maybe I should make something too."

"What for?"

You shrug. "If I go, I'd want people to have something to hold onto."

"You're not gonna die, Y/n," says Newt, frowning at you.

"I mean, it's like you say; just in case."

Newt shakes his head. "Enough death talk. Wanna play cards?"

"Hell yes."

⭒----⭒

The remaining Gladers, plus Brenda, are sitting in a loose circle on the beach, midnight air blowing across their faces.

"Hey Thomas, you alright?" asks Frypan, nudging his friend in the leg.

"I- yeah," says Thomas, clearing his throat. "I just- Newt wrote me a letter. Reading that was... you know."

Minho squeezes Thomas' shoulder, and Teresa leans her head on his shoulder, offering comfort through the contact.

The group had let her back in surprisingly fast. It would take time to rebuild that trust, of course, but moment Minho had stuck his neck out to pull her onto the Berg, she knew she'd be okay.

"Shit!" says Brenda suddenly. Everyone turns to her as she reaches into her back pocket. "I meant to bring this out today, when we were carving the names into the memorial. Y/n gave it to me before we went into the Last City."

She hands the note to Thomas, who opens it and chokes.

This was fun. Hope I died in a cool way.

Peace out.

~Y/n

"What?"

"What does it say?"

"Thomas?"

He composes himself, not sure whether to cackle or to sob, and reads out the note to his friends. "God, she's an idiot."

"Hang on, there's something on the back," says Teresa between teary laughs, reaching out to take the note from Thomas.

"What's it say?"

"Just kidding, but I do hope it was cool. Anyways, you should know that I love you guys to the Maze and back. I know you'll hurt for a bit, but everything will be okay, trust me." Teresa's voice breaks, and Thomas gently takes the note from her.

"I'll be watching over you from up there," he reads. "Thank you for protecting me. Thank you for being my family. Goodbye, everyone."

There's a beat of silence as everyone takes it in.

"You know," says Teresa. "Her last words were that we should look after each other."

Brenda and Frypan exchange a small smile, before he tosses his arm around her, and she yanks Gally in. Teresa smiles at Minho over Thomas' head, and they both lean in so Thomas is sandwiched between them.

"She'd probably be mad at us for crying this much," says Brenda, smiling wryly.

"Newt would be too," agrees Minho.

"Alright then," says Thomas. "Happy memories only. What've we got?"

"Do you guys remember the time she started a food fight?"

"Shuck, yeah, her and Zart."

"God, Alby was mad."

Brenda snorts.

"How'd that happen?" asks Thomas.

"Right, yeah, you guys weren't there yet," says Minho. "Fry had made this sloppy-ass stew-"

"Hey! I put effort into that."

Thomas and Teresa share a smile. Yeah, they were gonna be okay.

TT

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WORRIED

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A/N: first story!! feel free to give me feedback and enjoy!!

Warnings: nothing really just a little fluff ig

Word count: 843

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He's late.

Minho’s never late

You were starting to get worried.

You begin to pace back and forth, running all the possible scenarios through your mind

Did a griever sting him during the time?

Is he hurt?

Is Alby dead?

Yesterday, Ben was stung by a griever in the daytime. That night, Minho told you that tomorrow, he and Alby would go back to the maze and retrace Ben's steps.

That same night he told you, you lay awake on your hammock with a sinking feeling in your stomach causing you to get minimum sleep that night.

You planned to wake up early that next morning to say goodbye to him. Unfortunately, you were too late.

That whole day you couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

You were in the Medhut cleaning up when you heard voices outside. You left the hut and jogged to the commotion.

Many gladers were surrounding the maze with torches in their hands. You slow down walking toward Newt to ask what happened.

“They should be back by now,” Newt said, gesturing toward the maze. Your heart dropped, and that sinking feeling in your gut got worse.

“What happens if they don't make it?” Thomas questions standing between you and Newt.

“They're gonna make it,” Newt argues.

Thomas continued arguing about how they should send someone in there but you were too worried to care besides, you knew that was against the rules.

You were deep in thought when you were interrupted by the maze doors closing. The gladers, including you, started to panic.

“There!” Thomas shouted pointing toward something at the end of the corridor.

It was Minho and Alby but something was wrong.

Alby seemed to be unconscious.

“Hurry!” She heard gladers cheering him on and soon she found herself joining in.

“Come on Minho”

“Just a little more!”

“You can make it!”

“Minho, you gotta leave him!” But you knew Minho too well, he would never.

The doors were about to close when suddenly, Thomas ran through them.

“Thomas, No!” you hear Chuck shout trying to grab his hand but failing.

And just like that Minho, Alby, and Thomas were stuck in the maze

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Everyone was getting ready to set up camp outside for the night.

You sat on the grass near the wall when Newt walked toward you with a sleeping bag in one hand and a plate with a sandwich in the other.

You accepted both, thanking him.

“Eat up and get some rest,” he advised you as he walked away to his sleeping bag.

You tossed and turned all night wishing you could have run into the maze instead of Thomas.

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“Y/N, the doors are about to open,” Newt spoke out, shaking you awake.

You got up and hurried with Newt to the maze doors and pushed through the crowd as the doors began to open.

The corridor was empty. You couldn't believe it.

“Minho!” You yell out waiting for a response.

Silence echoed through the maze.

Newt placed a hand on your shoulder “They're not coming back Y/N,”

You turn around to look at him, shaking your head. “There has to be something we can do!” You argue.

“No way!” Chuck lets out.

You turn around to see Thomas and Minho helping Alby to the Glade.

“Yeah!”

Gladers begin to cheer them on. You were filled with so much happiness you also began cheering them on.

“I got him,” Jeff says, laying Alby on the ground.

“Did you see a griever?” Chuck questions.

“Yeah, I saw one”

“He didn't just see it, he killed it,” Minho explains.

They immediately decide to call a meeting.

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After the meeting and the new Greenie, You went up to the tree house tired and overwhelmed with all the events that happened.

You were too deep in thought when suddenly another pair of feet were next to you.

“Hi”

“Hi,” You let out barely above a whisper.

“How are you doing?” he asks, you let out a small laugh “ I should be the one asking you that.”

He chuckles, Then it goes silent again.

You turn to face him but you find him already looking at you. You wrap your arms around him. He stiffens at first then wraps his arms around your waist.

“I was worried about you” You whisper, not sure if he heard you.

“Who wouldn't miss my handsome face?” he says, causing you to laugh and hug him tighter.

You finally let go, looking him in the eyes.

“Promise me you'll always come back,”

He node “I promise”

You stare into his eyes, as he stares into yours.

He then began moving closer towards you.

You closed your eyes and then felt a pair of soft lips on yours.

You kissed him back passionately.

After a while, you both pull away to catch your breath.

“I'm guessing that means you like me too?” he says, staring at you with a slight blush on his cheek.

You nod, pulling him in for another kiss.

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Crush

Y/n had been in the Maze for a year before Teresa arrived. She had been sent in with no memory of her past, and had quickly made friends with the other boys in the Glade. But when Teresa arrived, Y/n was surprised to find that she seemed familiar to her.

Y/n quickly realized that Teresa was her best friend from before she was sent into the Maze. She had a crush on Teresa before she was sent in, and the feelings came flooding back. Y/n was determined to tell Teresa how she felt, but she was too scared.

So, Y/n confided in Newt, the leader of the Gladers. She told him about her feelings for Teresa, and how she wanted to tell her. Newt was supportive and encouraged Y/n to tell Teresa how she felt.

Unfortunately, Teresa had overheard Y/n's conversation with Newt. She was surprised, but also flattered. She told Y/n that she felt the same way, and the two of them began a relationship.

Y/n and Teresa were finally able to be together, and they were both happy. They were able to find comfort and solace in each other, and they were determined to make the most of their time in the Maze.

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