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luvieshifts · 1 year

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the maze runner maze diversity ideas directly inspired by this @petrichor-idyllic post!!

ive literally been thinking about it nonstop since omg okay BASICALLY its confirmed in the scorch trials movie that there are a bunch of other mazes aside from the glade and group b. since these other mazes are never touched on there are one million and one ways people could go with them in fanfiction in terms of layout, weather conditions, etc. so i wanted to share some!

petri had tons of great ideas (go follow them right NEOW) and im just here to expand on them. 4 the sake of simplicity im gonna call the “gladers” subjects/mazers since we dont really know what theyd call themselves, and im gonna call the “glade” the centre. i am gonna keep calling new kids greenies bc i think its a funny little name + DISCLAIMER i have not read the books and i also do not have the time or energy to rewatch the movies so if any information is off my bad fr

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MONSTER IDEAS

a maze with birdbox style monsters so they have to navigate the maze blindfolded

a maze where the monsters are deathly afraid of some sort of metal that wicked wont send them enough of to make clothes or armor (at least not enough to keep every mazer safe) so all the people are heavily pierced. greenies come up piercingless and have to sit in the piercing hut (where they keep the metal) for however long it takes them to let the maze piercers do their job because absolutely no shot are they letting any dumbass teenager go anywhere with their rare life saving metal without it being fused to their bodies. the maze record for time a greenie has spent in the piercing hut is 3 full days and the less time you spend in there when you first arrive the more street cred you get

^ the piercer would probably be the maze leader, im picturing someone who at the beginning was the only person that could talk greenies into getting the piercing over n done with and as more came up the maze just filled with people that would only listen to the one person they trusted enough to pierce them straight out of the box.

a maze with underground monsters. you drop something heavy enough and something shoots out of the ground, jaws wide open. they have treestyle type houses, floating bridges connecting buildings. they dont have runner equivalents bc theyre working on building bridges through the maze and its like a no brainer that they cant go anywhere without a bridge. instead of “someone should try surviving the maze at night” its “we should climb the walls” and everyone thinks hes just as nuts

^theyd have a box but wouldnt it be fucking funny if their greenies just fell out of the sky?? they have a little platform right underneath where the greenies and supplies land (they call it ground zero) picturing wicked somehow forgetting to cushion the platform at first and patient zero falls out of the sky and dies on impact

a maze where the monsters arent giant teen eating beasts but deadly insects. one bite of that one and youll vomit up your internal organs, breathe in gas from that one and your entire body will be paralyzed. accidentally step on that one and your foot will swell to the size of a bowling ball and fucking explode. experiment with how your mazers cope with this - maybe everyone wears layers and layers of bee keeping style clothes outside and all the buildings are netted. do they have disinfecting rooms? do they have some sort of poison that takes the insects out? how to they distribute this poison since they cant just pierce it on like the metal maze?

a maze with the hunger games mutt type monster-mutations made out of fallen mazers

a maze where the monsters arent monsters or a threat at all but contain clues or keys thatll help the mazers get out and are notoriously impossible to catch

MAZE IDEAS

on the wiki page for group b it says their maze went vertical at one point - a maze that is completely vertical, their centre (creatively named The Hole) being like a tube just walled in by heaven high maze structures. you look up and at some point the walls give way to an abyss. most of the mazers have given up hope of getting out because it looks endless - or does it? nobody really entertains the idea that the top of The Wall is closer than they think, that the creators have put in a fake ceiling to fuck with them, but the people theyve sent up dont come back down and when the hole is quiet enough they can hear something alive up there and nobody can say for sure that their little village is any worse than what theyll find if they try to leave

hunger games quarter quell type maze where different sections of it have different monsters or obstacles. the sections with the easiest to bypass obstacles have the most complicated puzzle, the sections that are the easiest to navigate have obstacles 10x as deadly

PEOPLE IDEAS

a maze where 2 people come up in the box at a time (inspired by this thomas fic). theyd have names like box-mate or smth for whoever you come up in the box with (i.e thats jeff, he’s clints box-mate) and everyone is really close with their box-mate, platonically or otherwise. i feel like theres alot of cute potential for this idea, like an alby-equivalent talking to aggressive mazers like why dont you go find your box-mate and chill out. go cuddle or something. greenies often feeling weird about their connection w their box-mate (bc who wouldnt??) and long time mazers teasing them about it “oooooh somebodys making eyes at their booox-maaate muah muah muah”

unisex maze (although all these ideas can be unisex) where the number of boys and girls is slightly or very uneven at any given time. people have bets going around that time of the month every month about whether theyre getting a boy or a girl w things like chores and food being traded like currency. the bonfires on greenie day are just celebrations for the winning party

got this idea from petri but someone alone in a maze!!! just completely isolated for however long, not being expected to survive but making it out somehow. have you guys ever read an article or paper on the long term psychological effects of solitary confinement in prisons? of course itd be different but isolation is literally used as a torture method in some places. humans are not supposed to be so alone!! a lone mazer that sleeps by the thinnest part of the walls at night so they can hear the monsters, have some sort of connection to another living thing. a lone mazer that only survives their maze because they know their monsters like the back of their hand after spending endless nights well hidden in the maze just OBSERVING the creatures because it becomes a comfort to them, seeing something outside of themself move by its own free will. a lone mazer that never stops talking once theyre out of the maze because long silence makes them feel like theyre all alone again, a lone mazer that doesnt talk at all once theyre out of the maze because they cant stand the sound of their own voice anymore.

^ petri had the idea of an animal companion and i think that is a wonderful idea!! they have this fic where the reader had a dog and theyre really cute together. go full on disney princess & give your character a bird or a chameleon or a tiger if youre a jasmine guy. a dog or any predatory animal can conceivably help your character escape the maze - give your character a sloth or a koala or just a really lazy cat. give me a lone mazer whos animal companion is dead weight but they dont have the heart to leave them, who keeps their fat cat strapped to their chest like a baby as they fight for their life.

person alone in a maze with a baby. ik this sounds so random but wicked wanting to see the effects of growing up in the maze so they send in a carer, someone that looks after the mazers before theyre sent in. the carer raises the kid angry at whoever has trapped their now adopted child in this torture chamber come to find out they used to be one of them

maze where the subjects are supposed to get injured in some way to force them to rely on one another. a subject being deafened by a banshee type monster, a subject getting a limb amputated by medjack equivalents after getting suddenly and suspisciously sick. they dont spend so much time mapping the maze as figuring out how to get all of them through to the very end because they quite literally cannot make it without every single mazer

a maze where the subjects keep their memories but theyve all been altered. some remember wicked as saviours providing shelter for them as orphaned children, others remember being restrained, poked and prodded, a vague feeling of grief and betrayal that they cant explain. others dont remember wicked at all and insist that the maze is a paradise compared to desert wastelands filled with zombie people and viral disease.

your mazers can react to this in any way shape or form. maybe factions/cliques of people with similar memories form. nobody wants a leader from a different group in charge of the entire maze so they dont have one, there not being any rules that apply to every group in the maze because nobody will listen to eachother. everyone thinks the ones that dont remember wicked are crazy and the anti-wicked group have the most reason to become violent, have been the most violent in the past so everyone thinks theyre psychos. it takes them longer than other groups to get out despite having memory because they all take over different parts of the maze and refuse to share information.

mazers that have access to technology. they can make things like recordings and audios but no way of connecting to the outside world and no information aside from what they put in themselves. they learn to program things and make robots/drones to navigate the maze for them, make intro videos for greenies so they dont have to deal with them. instead of track hoes and medjacks they have groups of people that work on different kinds of technology because theyve learnt to automate most of the stuff the gladers do by hand. some work on exploring the maze, some make weapons, some study the monster corpses theyve managed to get, etc etc.

CULTURE/TRADITION IDEAS

the different ways people commemorate dead mazers!! in the glade they cross out their names on the maze walls and in group Bs maze they like sculpt their faces into the ice. give me a maze that tattoos the names of their fallen, whos oldest mazers have the most ink so it kind of goes without saying that the more tattoos you have the more authority you have. greenies being able to tell clearly whos been around longer based on which names they have tattooed. give me a maze that mounts the weapons of the dead on a wall, a maze with a regular graveyard that the mazers visit on slow days

greenie events!!! give me greenie celebrations like the bonfire we see in the glade, parties or games, feasts to welcome newcomers. give me a maze where the arrival of a greenie is grim, one more mouth to feed, one more lost soul trapped. a maze where everything dims down around that time of the month because another person means another month theyve failed to get out. give me mazes that test their greenies to see if theyre of any use to the group because those that arent are dead weight. a maze that holds Greenie Trials, where you have to complete an obstacle course or survive a night in the maze or complete some obscure challenge and if you cant youre tossed to the monsters.

^bonus points for a gally-equivalent getting to say ominous shit like The Last One Didn’t Make It

TATTOO SUBGENRE

because i dont know what else to do with these

maze where wicked programmed the monsters to respond to some basic specific kind of symbol and the people have it tattooed in very visible places, painted on every hut and wall

maze where the monsters are deathly allergic to some sort of liquid so the subjects tattoo themselves with it

maze where you have to be incredibly light on your feet when navigating the maze so people tattoo maps on themselves.

GROUP B

i know im supposed to be talking about maze ideas not mentioned in canon but group b has so much potential their wiki says that group b doesnt have runners, they literally all just go out into the maze in a giant group, AND that their monsters are out day and night PLUS their maze is a frozen wasteland. i imagine any girls that arent strong enough to withstand everything are like pretty quickly weeded out and only the hardasses that adapted quickly enough were left omg the cultural norms that would form?? theyre all absolutely jacked and if a greenie dies nobody bats an eye cause tough shit. no introduction no transition period you come into the maze with us and dodge airborne monsters or you stay here and freeze to death. the creators do send them medical supplies but over time they start to notice the way the group interacts w eachother so they start sending less to see if they can push it even farther, make the girls have to ration their medical supplies. it works tenfold oh you broke your arm and you want a sling, aris?? rachel got her arm CHEWED OFF by a FLYING MUTANT PTERADACTDOL and didnt ask me for so much as a BANDAID

this is like evidenced on the wiki too multiple girls suggesting they just leave aris to freeze to death or get eaten by monsters in the maze because theyre SUSPISCIOUS of him?? like absolutely unprovoked too thomas had a stung glader accusing him of being at fault for the maze an unconscious girl who came at the wrong time who is apparently going to be the last greenie they ever recieve feverishly gasping his name just so much ammo for the gladers to toss him out and it takes the death of like half the glade and an insane gally to get him where aris was upon arrival. they literally punch aris square in the face immediately after they decide not to kill him bc “its the fastest way to remember your name” like how did you guys realise that??? "fastest way” so you admit there are other ways??? why are you giving all your greenies concussions

GEN

because i dont know where to put these

explore the concept of failed mazes. a desert maze where the subjects couldnt survive on the monthly supplies because they couldnt farm any food on their own because, well, desert. a maze where wicked did something like the memory altering maze, purposefully dividing them but they went too far and the mazers killed eachother off hunger games style

test mazes! have you ever wondered why the mazes operate the way they do? why do they send people up once a month? why are the mazers of all different ages? why not make the centre already stocked with food and buildings so the subjects can spend more time cracking the maze instead of learning how to grow crops?

a maze where they sent all the people up at once and without guidance from more experienced subjects they pretty quickly killed themselves off. a maze where the subjects were too young and werent organising themselves or mapping the maze fast enough, a maze where the subjects were too old and lost hope faster and easier. a maze where the mazers had everything they needed upon arrival and nobody wanted to leave.

AND MANY MORE!!!

IN conclusion make ur own mazes people!!!!! get creative w it there are so many different directions you can take it in!! pls feel free to use any ideas thats what theyre here for i dont need credit but PLEASE tag me id love to see anything that comes from this nonsense!!! nd lmk if anybody wants a pt2 because i had a million half baked ideas that didnt make the cut i am filled to the brim with Thoughts

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mysticaldeanvoidhorse · 1 year

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Together Always

Gally x Reader

The Maze Runner

Part 1

You opened your eyes in the cage and you freaked out like any new Greenie. A handsome guy had jumped in and you were going to kick and fight him knowing you probably wouldn’t be able to take him down but you didn’t need to make it easy for him. However, when he jumped in he was calm, used a soothing voice and when he grabbed you, his hands were strong and you felt safe immediately. He gave you the speech that you would get some memories back soon, this was the glade etc. He seemed confused by you, and you just figured it was because you were the only girl there. It wasn’t hard to realize. A new guy named Newt was really kind and welcoming to you and you were grateful for the tour and kindness. However, you couldn’t help but be a little disappointed that the first guy, Gally, you later learned from Newt, wasn’t around for the rest of the day. You saw him around, mostly because you were looking for him, hopefully more subtly than you knew you were.

“And we have a bonfire tonight so that will be a good time to meet the rest of the guys.” Newt said at the end of the tour.

“Thanks for helping me out today, I don’t know what I would do without your help.” You smiled and you could tell he wasn’t used to that. Maybe these boys needed some nice feminine attitude and though you didn’t remember much about yourself, you knew that you were a good and nice person- sometimes to a fault. That didn’t mean you were soft, you didn’t remember details, but you knew you were tough.

Later that night Newt brought you to the bonfire, but you were met with the site of the boys in a circle cheering. When you got closer, you noticed two boys were inside the circle fighting. At first you thought it was a real fight but Newt explained that this was a fun sport for the boys and it was a rite of passage for Greenies.

“Gally, you gonna fight the Greenie?” You didn’t know who said it, but at that moment he made eye contact with you. You hoped no one would notice your breath hitch. His stare was intense, but it made you feel things you didn’t quite recognize.

“No, I am not going to fight her.” Gally said, turning his back on you.

“Why not?” and “Come on” were heard. “She is a Greenie, she has to!” Pretty soon the crowd began to get loud, trying to convince Gally to fight you. You tried not to show you were scared, hoping it wouldn’t happen.

“No, alright? I am not going to do it!” You heard him silence the group. You respected his ability to control the situation.

“She is a Greenie so it is the rules. Fight her Gally, but you don’t have to hurt her.” The one named Alby said. You knew he was the leader and his say goes. The group opened to let you in the circle. You walked in, pretending to be confident.

“The rules are simple, Greenie. I try to push you out of the circle, you try to not let me.” You rolled your eyes. You knew he would easily win, but you didn't appreciate the patronizing manner in which he explained the rules.

“And if I push you out?” You responded, cockier than you felt. You saw an amused look cross his face, like he didn’t expect you to be confident.

“Then you earn my respect. Very few have managed to do it.” You just hummed sarcastically and prayed to whoever was listening that you wouldn’t embarrass yourself - too much.

“Ready?” He asked quietly when you had gotten close to him. You just shrugged causing him to smirk. You heard someone yell “Go” signaling you to start. You quickly lunged causing Gally to be surprised, knowing he wouldn’t expect it. You managed to get him close to the edge before he grabbed a hold of you and spun you around, pushing you out of the circle.

“Not a bad first try. One more time.” Gally said, going back to the middle of the circle. You heard the boys cheer on the outside of the circle but you ignored them, trying to figure out how to beat him. You knew he would expect a quick lunge, and you couldn’t overpower him…

“GO!” You stayed put, and you circled each other. You could tell he was taking it easy on you and though you appreciated it, you wanted him to make a move; treat you like an equal.

“I saw your last fight, you are pretty strong.” You told Gally. He frowned slightly, not expecting a conversation. “So why haven’t you made a move yet?” You were bating him, and the crowd jeered.

“Just making you feel like you have a chance.” Another cheer from the crowd.

“Mhmm, can’t circle forever, might as well lose and get it over with.” You fake smirked, letting him know you were just teasing. You could have sworn you saw a slight smile rise at the corner of his mouth. You didn’t know why, but you knew you would love to keep making him smile.

“If you are so eager to lose, who am I to stop you?” He teased back. With that he backed you up to the edge and right when he went to grab you, you quickly spun around to get behind him then shoved him with all your might. He was a lot heavier than you expected but the muscles under his shirt were very evident at the contact. You couldn’t focus on that right now, as you were shocked that you managed to push him out. The crowd went wild and you couldn't distinguish one voice from the next. Your focus was solely on the guy in front of you, who’s face showed surprise yet respect. He walked up to you and shook your hand.

“Nice play, Greenie. Didn’t see that coming. But don’t think it’ll work twice.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t insult your intelligence thinking I can pull the same trick twice. Luckily I have more than one trick up my sleeve.” You gave him a flirty smile. It didn’t escape his notice and he gave you a half smile. Shuck, if just a half smile sent chills down your body, you would be absolutely wrecked when he gave you a real one.

“Alright, calm down everyone! Now it is a tie, one more fight to see who the real winner is.” You knew it wasn’t necessary but you both had put on quite a show, the boys wanted more.

“Think you can win one more?” He teased you. That was the thing, you realized you could tell when he was being serious and when he was joking, and you knew he was never purposely being mean to you.

“Guess we will find out” You told him, walking back to the middle of the circle. He just shook his head and followed.

Gally easily won, but somehow you had almost tripped on his foot, but he caught you before you fell, and pulled you against himself. The lack of space between your faces caused you to forget how to breathe.

“Careful, you could really get yourself hurt around here” He whispered.

“Good thing you’re around to save me then” You responded, keeping eye contact. He didn’t break eye contact, just searched your face.

“Stay safe, Greenie.” He pulled away lightly and you couldn’t help but be a little disappointed.

“Y/N. My name is Y/N” It had just come back to you. Gally seemed to think it over.

“Welcome to the glade Y/N.”

#the maze runner #the scorch trials #the death cure #tmr gally #gally maze runner #gally x y/n #gally #gally x reader #gally x you #the maze runner series #together always

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sysboxes · 6 months

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[Text: This user is a fictive from the movie series The Maze Runner]

Like/Reblog if you save or use!

#did #system #userbox #did system #osdd1 #osdd1 system #the maze runner #the maze runner series #anti endo #endos dni #mod morpho 🦋#8 more of these coming in the next couple days

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kats-fic-recs · 10 months

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Wingman

“I can help!”

“It’s not that I think that’s a terrible idea, Tommy, it’s just… y’know, that it’s a terrible idea.”

“How? Why?”

Newt sighed deeply, and Thomas just stared at him with raised brows. He tapped his pen against the desk and Thomas thought he looked almost nervous. But it was a great idea, and Newt was just being nervous. Thomas was great with this kind of stuff, and he’d promised Newt he was going to be a better friend after he ditched him at the movies a few weeks before to hang out with a girl.

This was being a good friend. He knew Newt was being stubborn, but he was positive it was a good plan.

OR:

Thomas has one mission: set Newt up with one of his friends so that he won't lose him.

What Thomas fails to realise is that setting Newt up with anyone will mean losing him.

#tmr #the maze runner series #newtmas #the maze runner #tmr fanfiction #tmr fic rec #ao3 #fanfiction #fic recs #fanfiction recommendation #fic rec #love makes you stupid #fluff

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i-kvr · 11 months

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If I Only Could (Ivy Chronicles #5)

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<< #1: "A7" I | << #2: The Bet | << #3: “A7” II | << #4: Butcher #5: If Only I Could _______________________________________________

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Minho, Thomas, Newt

Summary: Thomas and Minho cope with Newt's loss at the Safe Haven.

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If I only could

Thomas heard the singing-humming as he entered the kitchen. It was Newt by the counter. His back turned to the door, he didn’t notice Thomas enter. Thomas didn’t make a sound; he wanted to appreciate this moment for a second longer before interrupting.

Mhmhm mhmhm deal with god

Newt kept humming when he didn’t know the lyrics anymore. He only did remember one verse, so the rest was all humming. But he remembered the melody, though, and it made for a beautiful piece of singing. And Thomas loved to hear it. Cooking was Newt’s favourite thing to do; and listening to him sing as he cooked was Thomas’s.

And I mhm mhm swap our places

At that moment Newt moved to grab something and he needed to move in a way that revealed his limping. Thomas was a bit caught by surprise. It was one of those situations when you realise what feels obvious, but it took you some realising either way. The sad story behind his limping was diametrically away from–but at the same time, in a way, completely twin with–the lyrics that he sang so tranquilly.

I’d be running up that road, be running up that hill

The sound of the voice which sang absently was accompanied only by the quick thuds of a knife’s blade against the wood of the table. Minho was almost with his back turned to the entrance to the tent. It could be possible for him to notice someone arriving, but he was too in an absent-minded focus, as he got, to see Thomas there. Minho developed an intense interest in cooking after they settled down at the Safe Haven.

Be running up that building

It gradually became more and more common for Thomas to enter the tent where they had the makeshift kitchen of the Haven and find Minho there, cooking, singing.

If only I could

Thomas always had to control himself not to go to Minho and touch him. He had to remember to announce himself, or he’d cause Minho to jump to the roof in a fright. Sometimes even just talking to announce himself made Minho jump a little. That’s how focused he got. Sometimes he’d quickly turn away from where Thomas stood and pretend to be very busy at the counter. Thomas learned to just leave him to his tears when that happened and pretend not to notice. Thomas thought it was the silliest thing in the world and would almost get mad at Minho for not allowing Thomas to help him, to be there for him and with him.

I’d make a deal with god. And get him to swap our places

But he learned that each person copes differently; and they need to do their thing. Minho was getting better at not suppressing his emotions, “Letting it flow,” just like Thomas himself and Newt had instructed him to do a million times back in the Glade.

Newt.

I’d be running up that road, be running up that hill.

But deep down Thomas understood Minho, and he felt the same, in a way. The will to hide the hurt. He sighed and, before he knew it, a tear was rolling down his cheek. The sigh made Minho look. Worry crossed his face when he noticed the moistness in Thomas’s face.

“What, what’s wrong?” He asked.

Thomas shook his head a little. “It’s nothing.”

If only I could

“You look just like him.”

_______________________________________________ [x] #5: If Only I Could << #1: "A7" I | << #2: The Bet | << #3: “A7” II | << #4: Butcher

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