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[rainydaydreamsideblog]

(The Maze Runner) Imagine: He Protects You

It can be dangerous, especially for the only girl in the Glade.

Warnings: Guys being creeps in the Glade (nothing graphic), bullying, the Maze, danger.

. . .Thomas. . .

It’s a beautiful evening in the Glade.  You’re walking straight along the treeline on your way to run a final errand for Alby at the end of the day.  The sun is no longer visible, as it already descended far enough to be blocked by the walls.

Suddenly, you get the creeps.  It was hard to explain, but you feel goosebumps bloom along your skin, and you get the distinct feeling that you’re not alone.  The lovely glow of the bonfire is in your field of vision, but it’s so far away. It’s where most of the guys are gathered.  You can hear their distant whoops and hollers, reminding you that help is far away too.

A twig snaps, and your suspicions are confirmed.  There’s a figure following several feet behind you, lurking in the shadows cast from the trees above.

So, you veer off your original path to draw closer to the homestead where there would hopefully be someone who hadn’t made it to the bonfire yet.  Whoever it was must have caught on to what you were doing because they instantly pick up their pace.  You begin to hurry, increasing your speed so that they can’t catch you before you make it to what you hope will be a haven of safety.

Your heart is pounding, and your chest heaving with panicked breaths as you finally make it to the homestead.  

“Hello?” you call frantically.  

Suddenly, Thomas appears.  He sees your nervous state immediately, his hand taking yours.  But then his eyes lock onto something behind you, and he moves right past you to intercept your pursuer, effectively blocking them from you.

“What’s going on?” he demands.  Your follower is frozen to the spot, stuttering, failing miserably to offer up some sort of explanation.  Thomas steps forward, towering over the guy.  It’s plain to see that he is furious.  His forearms flex and his jaw is clenched.  You can hear his angry breaths as he speaks again.  “That’s what I thought.  Now, get out of here.”

As soon as the guy is gone, Thomas turns around to face you.  His close presence eases your fearful state when he steps into your space, filling your nose with his scent. “You okay?” he asks gently.

You manage a nod.

“We’re going to tell Alby right away.  This isn’t going to happen to you again.  Come here…” He carefully pulls you into his arms for an embrace, as if you’ll break apart if he’s too sudden. You bury your face in his chest, breathing a sigh of relief.  His heartbeat is close to your ears, like a lullaby.

“Thank you…” you whispered.

. . . Newt . . .

You couldn’t take it anymore.

The teasing, the taunts… The inability of certain individuals to just leave you alone.  Ever since you’d rejected him, Allan had made it his life’s mission to make your existence in the Glade all the more difficult.

Most recently, he had purposely bumped into you at lunchtime so that your meal was spilled all over your clothes and onto the ground.  Resources were limited in the Glade.  It was understood that wastefulness wouldn’t be tolerated.  You couldn’t afford to lose food or have clothing ruined.  Fortunately, your clothes would be fine after a wash, but the discarded food was a different story.

You dab at your tank top with a washcloth and pause to look at your reflection in the mirror.  It was all too easy to recall how quickly you’d reached your limit after Allan’s ridiculous ploy.  Your face is still wet from crying, eyes puffy, and lips parted as you took deep breaths.

There’s no use crying over spilled milk, you thought. Or in my case, spilled lunch.

After composing yourself, you decide it’s time to go back out there and face the music. You toss the damp rag aside and march determinedly out of the empty washroom.  To your surprise, you smack right into another individual coming in.  You instantly recognize the blonde hair and grumbles of complaint as he reels from the collision.

“Oi, shank, watch where you’re going-”  Newt quickly realizes it’s you and clamps his mouth shut, extending his hands to each of your shoulders to steady you gently.  He takes in the sight of your tear-stained face with his eyes showing clear concern.  “Hey, what’s gotten into you?”

“Oh, just… Nothing. It’s nothing.”

Newt looks far from convinced, and you lower your gaze.  He’s about to inquire further, but a familiar voice sounds from outside the washroom.

“Hey, _______!” Allan calls tauntingly, making you freeze up.  “How’s it going in there?”

Newt’s eyes instantly flash, and his face scrunches up anger.  You can hardly believe it when Allan continues.

“Sorry about my clumsiness earlier.  Maybe I can make it up to you.  Come on out before I go in there!”

Newt can’t contain himself anymore.  He turns on his heel and heads out of the washroom, and you follow behind just to see the look on Allan’s face when he realizes he’s been caught.

It is so worth it.  Allan’s stupid grin falls hard into a look of horror as the Second-in-Command approaches him furiously.  He doesn’t lay a hand on him, but he looks like he’s awfully close when he jabs a pointer finger in his direction.

“If I ever catch you bothering her, or even breathing in her general direction again, you’ll be a permanent Slopper for the rest of your time here in the Glade.  Do you understand, shank?”

Allan nods quickly, and doesn’t even wait to be dismissed.  He just hurries away, leaving you and Newt both standing there watching him flee.

“Coward,” he mumbles.  Then, Newt turns to you, resting a hand on your arm in a comforting gesture.  “I mean it, you know.  He’ll never bother you again.”

. . . Minho . . .

It’s hard not to panic when you glance up and can no longer see the sun above you. It’s the end of the day, and you’re nearly out of time.  The lightning pain that shoots through your ankle suddenly just becomes too much.  You lean against one of the ivy-covered walls and exhale.

“I don’t think I’m going to make it,” you say aloud, and the words weigh heavily on you.  You mentally scold yourself.  You can’t afford to think that way.  A Runner knows better.  With a wince, you continue limping on your way.  It’s not that the exit from the Maze isn’t close.  If memory serves you right (which it did), it wasn’t too far at all… but at your pace, it would take a lot of effort and some good luck to get you back in time.

Just when you are about to give up again, you hear footsteps rapidly approaching.  Your first thought is that perhaps your cowardly companion had a change of heart, but the footsteps didn’t match.

“Hello?” you call.

“_________!” Minho’s voice responds, and your heart swells with hope.  You aren’t out of the woods just yet, but your chances were much better with help. Minho nearly slides to a stop in front of you, instantly taking your arm and putting it around his broad shoulders to help you up.  There is no time to stop and compare notes, so you update him as he begins helping you back along the path.

“I sprained my ankle.” You hold onto Minho like he’s your lifeline as you push through the pain to keep up with his pace.  He’s right to go so fast.  Time is running out.

“Where’s Derek?” he asks with a grunt.

“He…he left me,” you gasp in pain.  “I think he was worried he wouldn’t make it out in time if he helped me.”

Minho goes quiet for a moment, and you can practically feel the anger rolling off him in waves.  His eyes are focused straight ahead at the path, and he huffs.  Finally, he bites out a sarcastic comment. “I think it’s safe to say that he’s getting demoted from being a Runner.”

You keep talking, trying to distract the both of you from the familiar groan of the Maze walls shifting.  “Why did you come out here?”

“Because it was getting late in the day, and no one had seen you,” he pants.  “Usually, you check in with me right away.  I knew something had to be wrong.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet.”

You continue limping with all your might toward the gate, feeling your heart jump, as the walls on either side begin their agonizingly slow crawl to a close.  There’s a small group standing on the other side, ushering you both out anxiously.  It was mostly Keepers, a select few who had been informed of the problem by Minho.

The two of you fell onto the green grass, gasping for breath, while the others surrounded you.  Alby knelt down beside you, resting a hand on your shoulder.  You just let yourself breathe, tears welling up in your eyes from relief.

“So it’s true?” Gally questioned, brows raised.  “Derek left her in there.” “Yes,” Minho replied, sitting up.  “And he will face the consequences.”  He looked over at you, finally catching his breath.  “You’re safe now.”

. . . Gally . . .

James had been haunting your steps for far too long.  He was always there, always hanging around, and sometimes showing up at the most alarming of instances.  What could be done about it?  It wasn’t as if he’d taken severe enough action to warrant disciplinary measures, you thought.  He was only ever seen staring at you, smirking, and just being an all-around jerk at times.

This time, he’d snatched your tools away from your working station while your back was turned. After uncovering a particularly tough old root, you turned around to get a spade to chop it up, only to see that your things were gone.

A few laughs caught your attention, and you glanced over to see James and one of his shadows standing there, staring at you from several feet away.  You couldn’t say for certain, but it seemed like they had something to do with your missing tools.

So, now you’re debating with yourself on the best course of action.  Do you ignore him and try to rustle up some extra tools from Newt or Zart?  Or do you bother to give this shank the attention he’s so desperately seeking to get your stuff back?

You don’t really like the latter option.  Frankly, James gives you the creeps. The last thing you want is to play his little game… But every minute that you spend deliberating is wasted time that could be put towards helping the Glade.

As much as you despise indulging him, you find yourself marching right over to his work area.  Both James and his minion are laughing in amusement, shoving each other at the sight of you approaching.

“Do you know where my tools went?” you ask, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“I might,” James replies cryptically.  “And I might be willing to strike up a bargain for that information.”

You fold your arms across your chest.  “What could you possibly want?”

“Ohh, I don’t know…Perhaps a kiss will do.”

You make a face as the disgust hits you.  “Seriously?”

“Do I look like I’m kidding?”

“Yeah, that’s going to be a ‘no’ for me.”  You wave off the concept, turning around.  You decided that your best bet is to find some spare tools.  This just wasn’t worth all the trouble.  Just as you start to leave, James comes running around to block you.

“Hey now, I didn’t say you could go.”

“Yeah, you might want to think about his offer,” James’ lackey said from behind you.  The two of them close in, and you clench your fists in preparation to fight.  If you make enough commotion, you’re sure that someone will notice and come to your aid.

You give him one last chance.  “Let me pass.”

“Come on, just one kiss.  Unless you want more than one after that-” to your relief, James is cut off by a new voice interjecting.

“What’s going on here?” The three of you turn to see Gally standing there, sweating from whatever project he was working on,with dirt and wood shavings on his clothes.  His expression looks expectant as he waits for an explanation, though his tall and bulky form makes him appear positively dangerous as he stares the two guys down with his hands resting on his hips.

“I, uh.. We…”  They break off in stutters and fumbled words.

“I’m fairly certain they have my tools,” you say, and Gally’s famous arched brows raise at the two guys in disbelief.

“Is that so?” As Gally walks forward, he plants his palms harshly on James’ shoulder, shoving him clear out of the way. James stumbles unceremoniously, almost falling straight into the grass.  Gally walks over to the bench and pauses.  He picks up a bundle of leather and tosses it to you, the tools rattling inside.  “Are those yours?”

You recognize it immediately.  “Yes, these are the ones.”

“You shanks had better never even speak to her again.  Understand?” He stares at each of them pointedly with all the authority of a Keeper, and they both nod.  With that, Gally walks up to you and ushers you away with a warm, gentle hand on your back protectively.

“Your timing was impeccable,” you say quietly.  “Thank you.”

“They won’t bother you again.  I’ll make sure of it.”

“I think you already have,” you chuckle.

[elioas-diel]

gally the maze runner

🎀!who has a (not so little) crush on you

🎀::(first image, on the left) full creds to: estherscanon on pintrest!

🎀:: A/N: my trade marks are back!! i’ve really gotta update my last two posts - i still haven’t put my watermark on it yet.. haha whoops😭

this was requested by lovely: @rainydaydream-gal18 i hope you like it!

thinking about! gally who has a little crush on you ♡

🎀:: includes, glader!gally, how i think he’d act if he had a crush on you, fluff, headcanons, and you!

-🎀-

thinking about!gally before he knew he liked you, who gets frustrated - at the fact you’re on his mind too much. he’d grumble obscenities under his breath whenever he caught himself looking at you or thinking about you as he zones out, when he really should be focusing on his job

thinking about!gally before he knew he liked you, who unconsciously pushes himself harder when you’re watching or near him.

if its when he’s in the fighting pit: he’d roll up his sleeves to the point his muscular arms are bulging out the tight shirtsleeve - making up excuses when asked about it by his friends, saying things like:

“they just feel better when I go to land a punch - no biggie,” (but it isn’t a “no biggie,” those muscles are far from that and he knows it - lets just hope you realise it too)

he’d pull off more tactical moves and stronger throws of his fists.

or if its a normal day of building: he’d take things out of gladers hands, even shoving them out of the way, just so he’d be in your field of vision.

“gally- wait you just said I was positioned here a few minutes ago!”

“not anymore - go and help out, somewhere else shuck-face,”

thinking about!gally before he knew he liked you, who suddenly snaps/scoffs at you randomly. If you’re too close - at the teasing jokes you make, you know what? even at the sound of your voice.

you know and he knows that he doesn’t mean it, after all your good friends, but it starts to confuse you. which only makes him snap back even more.

its almost comedic.

but really it’s just a defensive mechanism to him - a barrier he puts up to help push down bubbling feelings that keep arising in his chest.

-🎀-

gally who thought he was pretty good at keeping his emotions in line, finally ends up cracking when he lets himself sit with his thoughts.

-🎀-

thinking about!gally who now knows he likes you, suddenly becomes ticked off by any guy who gets your attention - he might throw some shade or a sarcastic comment at them but shrug it off when you mention it.

though, if the glader you were speaking to, ever brought it up - he’d go and make a scene out of it.

pushing at gally’s chest a glader steps in front of him, “what the hell dude, what’s your deal?”

shoving the male in front of him slightly he scoffs back, “you wanna find out slinthead? c’mon keep pushing me, dude.”

thinking about!gally who now knows he likes you, does everything in his power to avoid you - whats he supposed to do with these feelings now? why does he keep acting out?

he doesn’t remember any trace of knowledge that taught him how he’s supposed to go about, whatever this even is!

while this existential crisis occurs in his brain, his demeanour does not show any signs of panic. His body seems to just run itself - his expression serious, and his body just a teensy bit more tense when he’s around you, whilst his consciousness suffers inside.

-🎀-

gally who isn’t the type to easily admit his emotions - finally admits that he likes you when his body takes full control and crashes his lips into yours.

this wasn’t how his little declaration of love was supposed to go - but all thoughts of worry slip away when you feel your body melt into his.

gally honestly was never going to get his way by expressing his feelings through his words so maybe his actions might show much he likes you?

but the funny thing is the fact you always knew - you had always liked him - from the moment you met him - but there was no way in this world you’d ever admit that. so imagine how relieved you felt when he finally made the first move.

at the end of the day though, you were as stubborn as he was, maybe thats what makes you so crazy for each-other?

-🎀-

[newtkive]

pixels [newt x reader - modern text au]

ch. 1 - the gc birth

in which two online friends navigate a romance through a minecraft groupchat with their stupid friends

or, newt, the quiet, stoic boy, and y/n, the bubbly girl both curse the world for keeping them apart, but at least they can send each other cute emojis and hope the other doesn't notice their blossoming feelings.

warnings: strong language, mutual pining, none really.

➥ m.list

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notes: hi :p im very new to writing on tumblr (but ive always been a reader) so pls bare w me! and im trying to revert back to being 14 (im 23 lols..) so im revisiting my old favs including the maze runner/thomas (bc i binged the artful dodger and now im obsessed again). there will be non-text chapters in the future as well, when everyone eventually meets. this will be newt focused so enjoy !! also everyone is like a realistic age from 23 to 28

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THE GLADE

[ 7:45 PM ]

alby added minho, y/n, newt, tommy, and gally

alby: Hello, guys.

minho: wtf is this

newt: uhhhh

tommy: hi :3

y/n: so this is why you asked me for my # in private

gally: i didn’t consent to this when i gave you my number

newt: don’t give strange men your number y/n

tommy: oh that’s y/n?

alby: Wait, Newt you had Y/N’s number already??

newt: yea

tommy: o.O

y/n: i gave it to him like two weeks after we met lmao

tommy: SO HE HAD YOUR NUMBER FOR A YEAR AND I DIDNT????

y/n: well he asked and you guys didn’t :p

newt: lmao

minho: ik he smug as fuck rn

not u asking for a girls number lmao simp

newt: stop

y/n: we all talk in discord anyways so i didn’t really think about it

plus you guys are friends irl so idk

it felt kinda weird to insert myself heh

minho: we’ve known you for a year and a half y/n

we play games all the time

call all the time

we even send packages and shit

you’re very much considered our irl friend

y/n: REALLY?? 🥺🥺

tommy: internet friends are real friends 😍❤️

minho: the heart eyes are crazy

but yes dude

newt: of course you’re our close friend. just cuz we live near each other and you’re a bit far away doesn’t mean we don’t adore you

minho: ADORE IS CRAZY LMFAO

but real ig

y/n: AWWWWW YOU GUYS LOVEEE MEEEEEE

hahahahha

HAHAHHAHJFIEKMGOR

I LVOE YOU GIYYYYSSSS IM PUTTING ALL OUR MINECRAFT BEDS TOGETHER LATER

gally: i do not want my bed to be infested by you guys

minho: gally sleeps in the corner

gally: no i dont i sleep in my mansion

y/n: cherry blossom mansion*

gally: and you sleep in a shed

y/n: cherry blossom shed* its pink and that matters.

tommy: love you y/n 😊🥰

y/n: love you tommy <3333

minho: that’s actually nasty stop now

y/n: u mad ur unloved

i love how the gc name is our minecraft town name :((

newt: aw it is

minho: can we talk about why tf this was made when we have a perfectly good discord

alby: I’m done with Discord.

newt: you got your shit hacked didn’t you mate

minho: mate 💀💀

british people so crazy

alby: Yes maybe..

I don’t want to make another.

y/n: or your old ass doesn’t know how to

minho: LMAO REAL

alby: Gonna ignore that. But I am getting too old for it. I have a new promotion at work so that means I won’t have time to play with you guys as much anymore. So I decided to make this groupchat in hopes to talk to you guys more to make up for it :)

minho: every group always has the old head with the job 💀💀

newt: minho admitting he’s jobless

minho: you work at a library be so fr rn

newt: i have an income. you have a room in your grandmas basement. we are not the same.

gally: LMFAOOOOOOO

minho: stfu :////

y/n: AWWWWWWW ALBYYYYYYY

tommy: YAAAY!!!!

im going to text you guys all day

tell you every meal

every thought

every interaction will be meaningful and glorious

newt: you are 24 years old you don’t have to do all that

minho: no fr im turning off my phone if he starts this shit

why not just do it before in the discord ??

tommy: easy access now and i tried before but stopped since no one really replied..

y/n: i say we all do it :D i will too tommy

newt: ok second thought that’s fine

minho: .

gally: that’s wild.

y/n: YAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!! NEWT YOU GO FIRST

newt: first with what

y/n: say what u ate today

newt: didn’t say i’d do it.

tommy: i ate muffin, monster energy drink, and hamburger :3333

you guys next

minho: that’s all you had bro..

y/n: hot cheetos and french fries and coffee :D

minho: ??????? BRO

how are you guys alive

y/n: it's my day off and no class so i just wanna rot in bed and that means no cooking

newt: please eat and drink water.

like for real and document it

y/n: ok wait

there

tommy: yum!

minho: y/n..

newt: cereal does not count

y/n: I DONT HAVE ENERGY TO MAKE ANYTHING OKAY

im a 23 year old broke college student my fridge is bare

newt: alright what do you want?

y/n: wym?

newt: like if you could pick.

minho: that’s so cruel 😭😭 just making her imagine it

i like it go on.

tommy: i want chick fil a

minho: i knew you hate the gays

tommy: I AM THE GAYS?????

y/n: ugh that does sound good

mmmm chickem sandiwh waffle fry I Want that Os mYch

newt: that’s what you would order?

y/n: mmmcm yeahshhhhh

newt: ok

minho: that’s it?

i thought soemthing would happen

tommy: me too

like a spell! magic 🪄

y/n: sigh

my cereal tastes bad now

newt: well it is cocoa puffs.

minho: L cereal

y/n: DTOP SAYING L ITS SO ANNOYITIGJNGGGGG

minho: she so madddd 😂😂 L

newt: you're annoying minho

minho: youre just saying that bc shes saying that

newt: no ive always said it. and i will continue to. youre fucking annoying

minho: who bought you your coffee yesterday

newt: ???

myself

and i paid for yours too

im the one with an income

minho: .

well i didnt think youd remember that well.

newt: it was literally yesterday.

minho: yeah but ur old

newt: IM THE SAME AGE AS YOU

minho: yeah but im 🤗✨ 26 ✨🤗and youre... 26😬😔

tommy: guys stop fighting

newt: we aren't fighting

maybe this gc was a bad idea

tommy: NO!!!!!!!!!

y/n: NOOOO!

tommy: this is like y/n is here w us irl

y/n: awwwwwwwwwwwwwww

minho: no it's not. we would smell a foul stench if she was

y/n: i ahte you sooo bad.

wait there is a knock at my door im scared

newt: answer it

minho: aren't you supposed to say don't open the door for strangers ????

newt: well usually yes

y/n: no im not expecting company

newt: just do it pls

y/n: ok :D

minho: bruh..

i hope she gets robbed and u feel bad forever newt

newt: why would you want that

minho: bc she owes me money

newt: YOU owe ME money

minho: yes but i have a good reason she just wanted robux

tommy: Y/N DONT DO IT!!! I HAVE SEEN DATELINE

y/n: :o....

tommy: Y/N?????????

OH GOD THEY GOT HER

minho: why would she text a silly face if she got got

tommy: clearly its a surprised face

maybe its not her

its like those cut out magazine letters murderers use

y/n: who got me chick fil a!!!!!!!!!!

minho: me

newt: you literally did not

minho: shut up

y/n: newt it was u i see ur name on the receipt

newt: well

y/n: :(

newt: what why are you sad?

minho: im hungry too

y/n: u spent ur money :(

newt: you're hungry are you not?

minho: she's not but i am

y/n: yeah but..

i feel bad you shouldn't have

newt: just eat it or i'll be mad

minho: i think i want red lobster

newt: it's really no big deal y/n

y/n: thank you newt :(((((

newt: you're welcome

go eat and watch ur show or smth

minho: i owuld love to eat and watch a show rn <33 ohhhh im starving

newt: can you shut up

gally: im muting this gc if this means i have to deal with your guys' shit more than usual now.

minho: thank god

newt: good

tommy: good

y/n: good

the food is good too <3

newt: good.

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lmk if you want to be tagged!

[angelofthenight]

*reunion in the Death Cure*

Gally: (y/n)?

Gally: (y/n)!

Gally: *runs to you in slow motion*

You: Gally?

You: Gally!

You: *runs to him in slow motion*

Gally: (y/n)!

You: Gally!

Gally: (y/n)!

You: *grows angry* Gally!

Gally: *grows concerned* (y/n)?

You: *goes into full sprint, angry* GALLY!!!

Gally: *turns to run away* OH SUGAR HONEY ICED TEA!!!

[pythonees]

✦┊ HIGH SCHOOL au — gally

A/N: got bored, rewatched the maze runner movies and my obsession with Will Poulter has resurfaced. This kinda spawned outta nowhere, so enjoy this as my tentative return to writing

❛ His mom is a huge science nerd, i see her as being an ex nasa scientist, quitting when she falls pregnant with Gally

❛ I feel like she'd work in an observatory, would absolutely adore being the guide to young school children on field trips

❛ Gives off huge miss frizzle vibes

❛ His dad is very emotionally constipated but means well

❛ Probably works in a factory, mining, or welding

❛ He's the typical dad that's very handy so he fixes things up around the house

❛ Very bad with words but shows affection through other means

❛ Hair ruffling, shoulder pats, the occasional bear hug when showing affection to Gally

❛ Probably just presses brief kisses to the top of his wife's head since she's short.

❛ If something Gally has mentioned wanting in passing shows up randomly in his room, it'll be from his dad, since his mom makes a big deal out off all gifts and will wrap them or put them in a cute little bag no matter the occasion

❛ When Gally showed interest in wood working his dad bought him his own set of tools and they built a tv stand together then looked online for a second hand tv for his room

❛ Either an only child or has a brother significantly older than him. Like when Gally was born they were in grade 8 (year before highschool)

❛ His older brother was born right after his parents graduated high school, and his grandparents helped watch him while his mom went to university and his dad worked

❛ Gally was 100% unplanned after years of his parents trying for another kid. They kinda gave up on trying only for him to be a happy surprise a few months later

❛ Big mamas boy, very protective of her and surprisingly never really shied away from her affection like most kids do as they grow up. (If you watch anime, picture the dynamic of Ichigo (( Bleach )) and his mom when he was a kid)

❛ Was probably teased growing up, cried easily which just made it worse. Made him a very angry kid and he got into lots of fights

❛ His parents absolutely stood up for him and were great support in trying to get that shit to stop right away

❛ I'd say it's unsurprising that his mom was they one to barge into the principal's office in a fiery rage, considering she's the more talkative one (she's very much the “he asked for no pickles” one between her and her husband)

❛ His father just sat there quietly next to Gally, a satisfied smirk on his face while Gally watched in surprised awe as his tiny mom made the principal cower behind his desk.

❛ The teasing obviously didn't stop cuz kids are evil but it was more subtle. Making a point to exclude him and making it obvious he was being talked about behind his back

❛ But he hit a growth spurt before everyone else and then just kept getting taller and taller, so kids stopped bothering him, especially with how grumpy/angry he became after puberty hit

❛ Not to mention the muscle he gained in highschool since the school had a workout room with all kinds of equipment

❛ Has MASSIVE resting bitch face so has a very small group of friends, everyone else avoids him like the plague cuz they're scared of him

❛ Like his father he's bad with emotions but is very smart, just not in a nerdy way like his mom is. He keeps that shit hidden cuz he doesn't want to be teased again

❛ 100% a bullies bully, sees someone getting messed with and that bully is getting shoved around and tripped, especially if they were someone that used to mess with him as a kid

❛ If anyones says ANYTHING about his friends (Newt being gay, Frypan/Minho’s race) it's OVER for them. Absolutely gets himself detention for punching the daylight outta them

❛ Will not notice if anyone is attracted to him and is HORRIBLE with dealing with a crush. 100% will not want ANYTHING to do with you because he hates the fluttery feeling he gets around you

❛ Probably won't be outright mean to you but won't be all that welcoming. The only way you're even getting a “hi” from him is if you befriend one of HIS friends first and you get introduced to each other

❛ The slowest of slow burns. Probably won't take more than a year but it's rough for you, you will be in the TRENCHES trying to flirt with him

❛ Defending his friends will quickly put you in his good graces and you will now be promoted from friend of a friend that I have to tolerate into friend of a friend I could learn to like (unlike Tommy who huffs and puffs when Gally accepts you into the friend group before him)

❛ The first time you defend HIM is when he realizes he likes you in a way that's more than just surface level. His brain will shut down, I'm talking dial up tones and a million windows pop ups. Poor boys COOKED. Will ghost everyone over the weekend to wallow in his human emotions but come back on Monday like nothing happened

❛ Surprisingly I feel like he would confess in his own emotionally constipated way

❛ Probably happens on your birthday, when he gives you a jewelry box or something similar that he made for you

❛ It's super intricate and you spend most of the party distracted by it, eyes glancing over to it in the middle of conversations

❛ At some point in the night it's just you and Gally alone, and he'll be red in that face, unable to look at you as he asks if you liked the gift

❛ As you gush about how much you like, and give him a big tight hug because it's the first time someone has made you a gift like this, he breaks

❛ He'll hug you back after a moment of surprise, and doesn't let go even when he knows the hug is lasting longer than it should. But you're not moving either, so he'll take it

❛ When you pull away to look up at him, your bright smile would drop to something small and bashful, eyes flicking to his lips so quick he nearly misses it

❛ He'd take the leap, pressing a very stiff kiss to your lips before pulling back right away, face so red you worry it'll catch on fire

❛ You'd pull him back for a proper kiss, but your friends who have been hiding around the corner watching the whole time would come out to tease you guys after a bit, happy you're finally together

❛ Sadly they didn't realize that you guys getting together would be worse then having to watch you two pine helplessly over one another

©︎ pythonees — do not, under any circumstance, repost, plagiarize, modify or translate my work.

[liliumsabyss]

heyy! could you do a newt (film newt) x male reader storyy that takes place after the opening scene in the third film and they're sitting together on the beach talking about everything in the world they've missed out on (and like staring into the open ocean) when the reader decides to finally tell newt he loves him after putting it off for months :))

Don’t go

Newt(TMR) x male reader

Minor angst to Fluff

Word Count: 1.168k

Tw: Normal Maze Runner stuff

A/n: First thing is it leans more towards gender neutral however considering the whole concept of the maze runner by logic the reader would be male. Second matter is sorry I just dropped off the face of the earth a lot of shit happened but im back and this request has gotten me even more motivated to write again so thank you have an amazing day/night<3

Update: I made a sort of prequel to this its here if you want to read!

The normal winds of the world they had seen had been softened to a light cool breeze that brushed past their bruised and cut skin providing relief to the higher temperatures of the world. Sitting on the sand with your legs bent in front of you, your head gently rested against your knees, your right cheek being squished as you stared at the beautiful blonde in front of you. His eyes remained focused at the ocean in a soft stare, he was talking, you could see his mouth moving, your brain just couldn’t figure out what he was saying. You caught bits and pieces here and there. Something about…missing? Majority of the time you would listen to every word Newt said grasping onto every word he said like it was the water to a man dying of thirst. He was brilliant absolutely brilliant when he spoke, just now you were struck with reality. The reality was that you loved him, you loved him with all your heart and you so so many times had wanted to tell him but you were too cowardly to ever do so and now either of you could die at any minute. Every second now you were scared to die without telling him, whether it was for yourself or for him to know that someone out there has loved him you weren't sure. The thoughts swirled your head as you stared intensely at him. You were able to catch a few more of his words, he was talking about everything you've missed out on in the world, he sounded…sad? No, not sad. He sounded bittersweet, his head eventually turned towards you, his eyes catching the gleam of the sun making them appear much more shiny than usual. He looked so so beautiful, inexplicably beautiful. That's when the words tumbled out of your mouth, you only heard them after you had said them all watching Newt's face taken aback. “I love you” the three words that would ruin your relationship with him, I mean why would he why would he love you as far as you were aware he wouldn’t like someone like you,  just look at his face that wasn't the face of someone who reciprocated not like you even thought he would but it stung and so you did what this world has taught you most to do and you fled. You scrambled up onto your feet in a clumsy panicked motion similar to an animal cornered. You turned around wildly ready to sprint off, to where you weren't sure you weren’t even sure you were thinking in the first place you just couldn’t stand to see what he was to say. A hand reached up grabbing your arm tightly tugging gently but swiftly at it, your turned your head to look down your eyes meeting Newt's, his face filled with worry, his eyes shone in the light and his lips were slightly parted as if they were about to speak. He stood on his knees with most of his weight on his one leg to make him more stable against his weaker leg, his one arm was stretched up grabbing right below your elbow firm enough to cause you to stop but gentle enough to not hurt his other hand had grabbed yours.

“ Did you mean it?” Newt questioned his eyes searching yours for an answer.

“ I,” you started pausing in hesitation searching his eyes back for an explanation “ Yes.”

“ Then don’t go, not without letting me say anything first, please” He pleaded towards you and you did a small nod to let him speak.

“ I love you, I love you so much.” He stated simply as if it was as easy to understand as a fact. 

That's when both of you realised that either one of you had done everything but say it. From the moments like when you helped with the pain in his leg, to when you saved him from a crank by full on tackling the crank stabbing it in the head multiple times, or even just listened to his little rants and info dumps, meanwhile he had showed his through bandaging every cut and scrape you’ve gotten, to when he shielded you from the bullets that WICKED rained down upon the group as you escaped, or even how when you inevitably would fall asleep at the bonfires he would carry you to your bed and tuck you in. Of course there was so much more just both of you had never had the words till now…actually that wasn’t quite true. You had tried to tell him before it just never felt right, in fact everything in the maze had felt wrong but that was probably to do with the fact you were in a psychotic social experiment and not Newt. Newt on the other hand never tried or planned to tell you nor was he ever going to till now the only times he ever got close were on accident in passing moments when he couldn't help admire you just ineffably you. The closest he got was when you tackled the crank that was just on the verge of biting him, he was terrified for you, why had you done something so so stupid you were willing to subject yourself to the possibility of becoming a monster for him and that would have been his worst fear come true. It didn’t but he could still remember how your future flashed before his eyes, the awful awful image of your eyes slowly turning into a black void, dark blood spilling from your mouth, your veins showing off the changes, and worst of all, your beautiful mind gone. That was when he almost slipped up his biggest secret, the one he was sure wasn’t mutually returned and yet here you were. Words rolling off your tongue like the tide that was rolling in front of him. He tugged your hand a little once again, you softly falling to your knees staring at him with shock and adoration all compiled into a swirling gaze.

“ You…do?” You asked your head slanting to the side ever so slightly with your lips twitching upward but still a twinge of doubt that none of it was real.

“ Of course I do.” He scoffed jokingly as a laugh escaped his lips slightly smiling back his head tilting to match yours.

He turned back to facing the ocean, his stronger leg bent with his other straight and him leaning back onto one hand with his other arm held in a slight arc in the air indicating for you to move closer. You scooched forward still on your knees, a wide smile creeping onto your face as you crawled under his arm allowing for his arm to go around you holding you softly as you matched his position.

“Don’t go please,” he whispered slowly, leaning his head on you.

“ I don't plan on it anytime soon as long as you don't,” You replied lightly with a slight chuckle still meaning every word of it. In this world after everything youve gone through together even death couldn't separate you.

Thanks for reading <3

[harringtonstilinski]

Got The Girl - Stilinski Twins

Author: @harringtonstilinski​​ Characters: Thomas Stilinski x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader Word Count: 1,429 Warnings: angst, fluff Smut: no | yes; Requested: Yes! I hope it meets your expectations, anon friend!​​​ A/N: Hi, friends! I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything that’s not related to ATB, so here’s something I’ve been working on since August. If you like this, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

Thomas and Stiles Stilinski were your best friends. You, honestly, couldn’t see your life without them. The three of you had met in the 8th grade in a class you all had together, and the rest is history. Granted, it’s been about three years since then, but you still couldn’t see your life without them. 

The three of you were now in your Junior year of high school; Stiles was off doing his supernatural thing with Scott and his pack, Thomas was with his crew that had Newt and Minho in it, and you were hanging out with whichever twin had the most time for you… which had been Thomas here lately.

Well, he was there for you for a while until he started hanging out with Teresa and Brenda, both of which you caught him sucking face with. Granted, it was at a party and he was a little drunk at the time, but still. Your heart shattered as you watched. You didn’t want to watch, but it was kinda hard to look away.

You cried on Stiles’ shoulder that night, falling asleep with him in his bed. Thomas had walked into Stiles’ room, thinking it was his in his drunken state, seeing the two of you cuddled on his twins bed. He sobered up at that point, his heart shattering.

You and Thomas had crushes on each other, but never acted on it. Scott McCall, Stiles’ best friend since the age of four, could smell the chemosignals on the two of you, with him being a True Alpha werewolf and all.

He talked to Stiles about it a few times, the latter not really wanting to hear about his twin brother’s crush on his other best friend. Everytime Scott brought it up, Stiles shut it down.

Thomas, on the other hand, talked to Newt and Minho about you all the time. It was like he never shut up about you. They gave him advice on how to subtly ask you on a date and all that, Thomas planning the day he was going to ask you.

He was gearing up to ask you at your locker, but when he got just a few feet away, he watched as you flirted with Gally, the boy who deemed himself Thomas’ enemy.

You were laughing at something ridiculous Gally said when you looked over, seeing Thomas walk away. Instantly, regret hit you like a bus, taking a step to follow after him, but Gally’s hand on you had you stopping in your tracks.

“Hey, where are you going?” Gally looked over to Thomas’ retreating form, smirking as he looked back at you. “Looks like we made him upset.”

You looked at him, disgusted. “Ya’know what, Gally? I’m tired of your games. I’m tired of you flirting with me just to make him upset. I know you know how I feel about him. This ends today.”

“Come on, baby,” Gally said. “You know you want a real man.” “And that real man is Thomas. He doesn’t use me for his own personal gain, unlike you.” With that, you turned and slammed your locker door shut to start your journey of finding Thomas.

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“I can’t believe she’d do that,” Thomas said, sitting at his desk.

“Do what? Laugh at Gally?” Newt asked.

“He probably said something stupid and she couldn’t help but laugh,” Minho added.

“She was laughing,” Thomas breathed, sitting back in his seat.

“Laughing doesn’t always mean she’s flirting, bro,” Stiles said, sitting in front of his twin.

“Yes, it does. Lydia laughs at you all the time.”

“Because he’s stupid,” you smiled, sitting down at your own desk next to Stiles.

“Thanks for that,” Stiles deadpanned.

You turned your head, smiling at your best friend before your eyes shifted to Thomas. Whispering, you said, “Hey, Thomas. Can we talk?”

He looked at you and it was then you finally noticed the sadness in his eyes.

Sighing, you started to say, “I wasn’t flirt–” before your teacher’s voice cut you off, starting the class for the day.

Begrudgingly, you sighed and sat back in your seat, halfway paying attention to whatever the teacher was saying.

You couldn’t help but sneak looks back at Thomas, the twin quickly looking away from you as you did. You pretended to not notice that he was already looking at you, so when the class ended and he quickly got up, you followed his lead.

Following him down the hallway, you kept saying his name. Every time you got closer to him to tap his shoulder or grab it, he would move away faster. When the two of you made it outside, you followed him to Stiles’ Jeep, your hand finally on his shoulder.

When he turned around, he looked pissed and you could understand why. “Look,” you said, voice stern. “I wasn’t flirting with Gally. He said something so ridiculously stupid, the only thing I could do was laugh. Laughing doesn’t always mean that a girl is flirting with someone. I mean, Teresa and Brenda laugh at you all the time, and they’re not flirting!”

“How do you know they’re not flirting?” he asked, crossing his arms.

“Because I actually see them flirting with guys on the lacrosse team,” I countered, replicating his stance. 

“What if they’re doing it to make me jealous?”

You snorted a laugh. “Yeah. Okay.” You took a breath, releasing it while asking, “You wanna know how a girl is flirting with you?”

He narrowed his eyes, asking, “I think I have an idea, but how?”

“She’ll put her hand on your arm while laughing, maybe give it a small squeeze,” you started to explain. Deciding to take it a little further, you explained everything that you did when the two of you hung out. “She’ll lay her head on your shoulder while watching a movie, or even lay her head in your lap while watching a movie because she’s tired and falls asleep.

“She might even be thoughtful and remember your favorite snacks for movie night, cuddle into you if you’re watching a scary movie. She might even wear your favorite shirt for shits and giggles every time she’s over because she knows how it makes you feel when you see her wear it.”

As you explained all that, you saw something shift in Thomas’ eyes. “But… you do all those things.”

“Yeah,” you drug out, turning your head to the side a little, but keeping your eyes on Thomas’.

“Why would another girl–”

“You egghead!” Stiles said, slapping his twin on the back of the head. “She’s talking about herself!”

Thomas looked from Stiles back to you, eyes growing a little wider. “You–?” Making the decision to get back at him, you said, “Maybe I’ll have Gally give me a ride home?” “I’ll kill him if he does,” Thomas sneered.

“I knew it!” you exclaimed. 

“Knew what?” Scott asked, a knowing smile on his face.

“Thomas likes me.”

Shrugging, Scott said, “I could’ve told you that.”

Looking at him with an unimpressed look, you said, “You’re a fucking Alpha werewolf. I’m sure you could smell it on him.”

Scott leaned forward, saying, “And you, too.”

Your eyes went as wide as saucers, Scott’s smile returning to his face. “You son of a bitch.”

“Wait,” Thomas said. “You like me, too?”

Quickly turning your head to look at Thomas, you said, “So admit it!”

“Oh, yeah,” Teresa said.

“He’s had a crush on you for years,” Brenda added.

“You two knew?!” you blurted. 

They looked at each other and nodded. “Yeah.”

“He told us freshman year,” Brenda said.

“He won’t stop talking about you,” Newt added as well.

It seemed like all of your friends were surrounding you now, Minho having joined Newt, Allison, Lydia, Jackson, Issac, Erica, Boyd, Gally, Jeff, and even little Chuck all surrounding you and Thomas, waiting for one of you to make a move.

Thomas groaned, looking at Stiles for some direction. “Tell her,” Stiles said. “Tell her.” Thomas sighed and looked back at me, “Listen, I–” 

I didn’t let him tell me what he needed to as I jumped into his arms, pressing my lips to his, feeling him kiss me back without missing a beat. Our lips moved in sync as our friends cheered us on. Laughing, I smiled out of the kiss, Thomas’ arms wrapping around my middle to lift me up off my feet for a moment.

“I guess Greenie got the girl after all,” Gally said.

“Yep,” I smiled, never taking my eyes off of Thomas. “He sure did.”

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A/N 2: let me know what you thought!

Additional Note: i haven’t posted anything not series related since… i don't even know when.... and i feel fucking terrible… for those that have stuck around since then, y’all are the real mvp’s!

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​​​Posted on October 9, 2023

[mackjlee9]

Gally x Male!Reader [Angst&Fluff]

Author's note: this is like... heavily based on The Rejected, but of course, this can be read separately from that, it doesn't affect this one shot at all.

Masterlist.

The Maze Runner

Requested by BåůmŠquåd W187 on Quotev

"We can make it out of here. I know that."

There was silence for a few seconds in the Glade as they let those words sink in.

And just like that, like the breeze blowing by, guys who were on their side started making their way to Thomas, mumbling quiet apologies to them.

Gally and (M/n) made brief eye contact, unsure of what to do next.

"It's over," their sight shifted back ahead of them, "Just come with us..." Despite Thomas' words being directed to all of them, his eyes were locked onto (M/n)'s, it was clear who he wanted to have by his side.

He stared at Thomas, at Teresa, and all the guys he called friends standing in front of him, ready to go into the Maze and maybe, find their way out. (M/n) looked at each one of them, at Minho, at Newt, at Fry, at Winston, and he soon remembered all of those who weren't here with them to witness what was happening.

Some of his best friends were waiting for him to come with them, but he couldn't do it.

He couldn't leave Gally just like that, not after everything they'd been through together.

(M/n) sighed and turned his head to look at Gally, whose eyes were locked on him, not even acknowledging all the other guys staring at them. Green eyes looked into (e/c) ones, pleading (M/n) to stay, terribly scared that he might leave him too.

It broke his heart to see Gally so vulnerable, his hand gripping onto the back of his dirty and worn shirt, trembling as the seconds went by, beginning to feel desperate at the thought of (M/n) actually deciding to go with Thomas into the Maze.

And the weak smile Gally received from him almost made him double over, wanting to wail and cry for him to stay.

(M/n) took a deep breath as he turned to look at the others, silently waiting for his response, hoping they would come along as well, but that's not what they got.

"Good luck against the Grievers," everyone saw how determined to stay (M/n) was, and some of them felt the need to stay, as if they'd changed their mind, no longer sure of their choice.

However, before they could make their way back to Gally, Thomas called to them and ran into the Maze, soon followed by those whose resolution didn't waver and the hesitant steps of those who did.

They watched how they left and got out of their sight when they rounded the corner.

It took a bit, but everyone left in the Glade began making their way to what was left of their home, and (M/n) wondered how things were gonna go now.

Will they survive? If so, for how long?

He couldn't take even a single step forward when Gally's arms wrapped around him, tightly. He was shaking and sniffing on his neck as he cried. Silently, he rubbed Gally's back slowly, whispering in his ear that everything was gonna be alright.

"It'll be fine. Things will get better."

If only he could believe his words.

//////

They tried. Everyone did.

Ten guys against two Grievers didn't sound too hard, but it didn't sound easy either. They tried their damnest and succeeded, but at what cost?

Everyone was dead, or dying, and nothing could be done.

(M/n) got up from the ground, and grabbed the spear a Glader had lost while running away before getting captured by one. He released a shaky sigh and cautiously started walking out of the Deadheads, everything was quiet.

The fight they had and all the screaming that echoed was now gone, it just disappeared, and the quietness did nothing to ease his freaked-out mind, sharpening his senses as he walked forward, trying to find anyone that could still be alive, but nothing.

And now he was panicking... What if he was the only one alive? What if...?

From afar, relatively close to the Maze Doors, he spotted someone, they were pulling apart the slimy flesh of the Griever and rummaging for something inside. A cylindrical device that beeped rather slow and quiet.

He got closer and saw them stand up to their full height. It was...

"Gally?" He whispered to himself, and he witnessed with horrified eyes how the blond ran into the Maze, alone and without a weapon, "Gally!"

The only logical thing he could do was run after him.

Navigating the Maze was hard, even if he had gone in a handful of times in the past, getting lost was easy, but he tried. It was weird that Gally seemed to know where he was going, and his legs trembled and shook as he struggled to catch up to him.

If he stayed quiet, he could hear the beeping of the device getting more frequent, and whether it was closer or further away, so he kept going, knowing that Gally was somewhere ahead of him and he wasn't gonna stop for (M/n) to catch up.

The sound of echoing footsteps reached his ears, and he ran faster, rounding the corner, stopping as he slipped and almost fell. He gasped for air and looked around.

(M/n) saw multiple Grievers dead, along with some of the guys that went along with Thomas, there was blood on the stone floor he was walking on, making dragging marks as they went over the edges on either side of him. Carefully peaking over, he realized he couldn't see the bottom, and he felt like his stomach was gonna spit through his mouth.

He took a deep breath, put the spear down, and slowly walked forward, and into the dark tunnel, following along it as he got closer to the light.

He knew better than to believe they were out of the Maze, everything felt off and unsettling. (M/n) stepped out of the tunnel and stepped into a long hallway, it extended to his left and to his right. He was unsure of which way he should go until he stepped on something gooey. It looked like Griever spit.

A set of footsteps left a mark on the floor heading into the hall on his right, and he walked that way, his hand unconsciously dragging along the wall he was closest to.

After a short while that felt a little too long, he came across a door that displayed 'exit' atop it, he rolled his eyes at the inconvenient comedic timing. Even so, he walked in.

An open door on the other side of the room made him groan as he covered his eyes, the sun was too bright and the air coming inside felt scorching hot. He stepped to the side where he didn't have to look at the light directly and soon, he got adjusted to the room.

He didn't see anything worth mentioning, just computers and scientists dead. He walked around the long table, seeing pictures of his friends on the monitors, labeled 'subjects' instead of their names.

He felt sick at the thought of just being treated like experiments, and he wondered where the rest of his friends had gone to. Maybe they were outside...?

His train of thought stopped when he looked down.

Lying by the door, was Chuck. Dead.

(M/n) froze for a few seconds, feeling tears gathering in his eyes as his brain processed what he was seeing. Slowly, he knelt on the ground next to Chuck and gently wrapped his arms around his body, he blinked and a few tears made their way down his dirty face, looking into his lifeless eyes.

He sweetly moved his curls away and pressed a kiss to his forehead, backing away and gently closing Chuck's eyes, letting him rest in peace. "Goodbye, little buddy."

He sighed and placed Chuck's body back on the floor, regretful that he didn't have a way to give him a proper burial. He deserved it, he was just a little kid.

His whole life was taken away by W.I.C.K.E.D, and (M/n) would do anything-

The frown on his face disappeared instantly the moment he looked up, his eyes landing on another body lying on the ground. He stood up and tried to make his way over to them, but his legs shook and quivered, his sight completely glossed over with tears as his bottom lip trembled, he could barely move, and the only thing keeping him moving was the adrenaline.

"Gally...?"

He mumbled, his hands shaking violently as he placed them on his face. Truth is, (M/n) didn't know what to do, just cry and hold Gally close.

There isn't much he can remember from that moment, but he recalls the sound of various vehicles stopping outside before making their way inside the facility.

"We've got a survivor!" One of them screamed and they approached him, these people had tactical gear and masks covering their faces.

And they were trying to pull him away from Gally.

"No! Let go of me! Gally!" (M/n) managed to elbow the guy holding him on the stomach, getting free from his grip and crawling his way back to Gally, "I'm not gonna leave you, okay? I'm not..."

His body shook with each sob he released, blinking away the tears to be able to see Gally's face clearly, wanting to engrave it in his memory. But then again, he was being pulled away from him.

He groaned and kicked, pulling his arms away from the foreign hands holding him back, "I won't leave him! Stop, let me go!" His voice broke, desperately pleading to these people to just let him stay there with Gally.

There was no point in living if Gally wasn't gonna be there with him, reminding him to eat all three meals, to mess up his hair with a playful smile, to show him his drawings, to hear his beautiful laugh, and to comfort him when he didn't feel worthy. He couldn't live if Gally was gone.

"I can't... Gally..." He whimpered and made a last attempt at freeing himself again but to no avail.

"Sir! He's still alive!"

(M/n) saw a spark of hope in the dark tunnel he found himself inside of, and he felt like he was moving toward it, needing the hope to be able to continue.

"Save... Save him! Please, save him!" He yelled at them, as he stopped fighting their hold, and he watched how they stabilized the spear through his chest to cut the handle off. He had refused to leave, struggling against these people again, who decided against it and simply stayed put, "Can I... Can I go with... With him?" He asked between gasps, "Please, let me... Go with him..."

One of the guys holding him released his grip, moving to help the other group get Gally on a stretcher and take him outside to their van.

(M/n) was taken outside in the scorching sun as it began setting, and he started squirming and screaming when he realized he was being taken to another vehicle than Gally.

"Fuck off!" He pushed the man behind him and ran toward the group of four carrying Gally onto the van, and he got in, closing the door behind him. Seeing as he hadn't run away or caused any other major problem, everyone got in their car and drove off.

(M/n) felt his eyelids heavy, but he refused to fall asleep, observing closely what they were doing to Gally to keep him alive.

From what he heard, it was bad, and it would be a miracle if he survived, but he clung to that hope.

He clung onto the possibility of a miracle occurring.

//////

The days that followed felt like a blur.

(M/n) was glad that Gally was still alive, and he hadn't been able to thank the doctor that saved him yet which upset him, but he couldn't leave his side. He had especially learned how to clean his wound and change his bandages, just to have an excuse to be with him, take care of him, and wait for him to wake up.

It was painful, really. He had been told Gally would wake up eventually, but they didn't know when it would happen, how they were unsure if there would be any other issues within his body, and (M/n) was constantly on edge, sitting by his side, sleeping on the worn couch in the infirmary, talk to him about the good memories they had back in the Glade, and where they were.

Even if Gally couldn't hear him or know he was there, he still did, because he cared, and he was scared.

The image of Gally's body lying on that cold floor would flood his subconscious every night, and he was convinced that he would never fully believe or realize that Gally was still alive.

It was early morning at the base, and he had just been taken to the cafeteria by the doctor, Lauren, to eat something. He couldn't, but he tried, for her.

They stayed silent, and after enough time had gone past, (M/n) got up and left, apologizing to her and heading back to the infirmary. It was hard to stay away from Gally for longer than twenty minutes, he couldn't do it.

He sighed and opened the door, expecting to see him there on his bed, still in a coma, just... Waiting for a miracle. But no, Gally was awake.

He was looking around the room, slowly, frowning at the sunlight coming through the slightly open blinds, setting a glass of water -the one he left there- down, when he heard the door being opened. Then, his green eyes, which had been devoid of all emotion, landed on him, shining brightly as they regained their usual glow.

"(M/n)...?" His voice was hoarse and raspy, probably from not being used, and (M/n) found himself shocked in place, looking at Gally as if he wasn't real.

He took a step forward and struggled to take a breath, his eyes filling with tears as he approached Gally, who was also getting emotional at the sight of (M/n) there, by his side, alive.

"Gally," he whispered his name, his voice trembling as he did so, and he got closer to the bed he was lying on. He held his face in his hands, and they looked at each other as if they couldn't believe it, smiling and chuckling between tears, "I missed you, so much," (M/n) hugged him, careful of not hurting him, his face buried on his neck, wetting his skin with his tears.

"Sorry, I... Kept you waiting..." The sound of his voice brought shivers to (M/n)'s back, and he couldn't resist.

He lifted his head away from Gally and leaned in to press their lips together, with no hesitation. Gally gasped in surprise but smiled against (M/n)'s lips and kissed him back.

Their lips moved against each other slowly, and Gally sighed through his nose at the feeling of (M/n)'s hands holding his face gently, his hand lifting to intertwine his fingers to his (curly/wavy/straight) hair, tugging on it weakly, feeling shivers down his body at the quiet satisfied hum he released.

Unfortunately, their kiss was cut short when Gally's breath faltered, reluctantly pushing (M/n) away to regain his breathing. The stinging pain in his chest worked to bring foggy memories back, but he was scared to ask just yet.

"Sorry, are you okay?" (M/n)'s hand moved through his hair, observing him attentively, and Gally felt his face getting hot, knowing he was blushing when (M/n) smiled at him, chuckling and leaning closer again, placing a kiss to his forehead, "I'm so happy you're awake, Gally."

He smiled back at him, "And im happy... You're here with me, (M/n)," at that moment, nothing else mattered to them.

They had each other again, and that's all they could ever ask for, or need.

[raidenssblog]

He's hard to talk to, really reluctant to engage in a conversation and dosent intend on getting close. But by some holy miracle you shimmy you way into his heart, before he knows it he's already head over hells.

Everytime you two pass ways he's always feels his heart race and palms get sweaty. The tips of his ears heat up and he shifts around while trying to look calm.

The admiration he has for you is through the roof, tho he wouldn't tell you that yet. The way his eyes unintentionally follow your every move and every aspect of your body, to the way he dreams about you.

Finally sucking in a deep breath before telling you about his feelings. You look in utter shock, these feelings of his went completely over your head. You though it was a one way love.

Guess you were wrong.

- Iguro Obanai, Sanemi and Genya shinazugawa, akaza, Katsuki Bakugo, Levi Ackerman, Reiner Braun, Gally,

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Not super happy with this but it'll do, I'm sorry for not posting writer's block been crazy.

[freakykira]

Freakquests Page

Hi, i’m Kira and I’m freaky. You can literally ask me ANYTHINGGGG, you want it, I’ll write it. But, that’s not what this page is all about. Just like every writer, I have my limits.

[DO NOT REQUEST PEDOPHILIA!!!]

I’ll write for…

TWD/The Walking Dead (TV Show & Game), Harry Potter, Blue Lock, Seven Deadly Sins, Mid90s , Riverdale, The Boys The Breakfast Club, TMR/The Maze Runner, Divergent, Detroit Become Human, Heathers (Movie), Good Girls, Marvel, DC, Youtubers, Rappers, Actors, OC/OC (of requests choice), Reader/OC, Reader/Unidentifed, Girl/Girl, Boy/Boy, Girl/Boy/Boy, and etc. !I know of more fandoms, but my memory is failing me, i’ll update this as I go! (Feel free to request a something about a fandom unlisted) !!ILL RESPOND TO EVERY REQUEST!!!

Genres…

Main Classification: [🍄] Fluff, [🚬] Angst, and [🎋] Smut.

Sub Classifications: [🪰] Horror, [🎳] Headcannon, [🚘] OC/OC, [👤] Unidentified, [🪀] Random/Practice Fic.

[rainydaydreamsideblog]

(The Maze Runner) Arguments With Him

Author’s Note:  In my fics/imagines/headcanons, Gladers are aged up, and also movie version.

Warnings: Mentions of anger, arguments, conflict.

Thomas:

To him, a little heated argument every now and then is not the end of the world. He's used to communicating a bit loudly at times with others in the Glade, though he doesn't do so unless provoked. Thomas prefers to have everything out in the open. He'd rather you speak your mind than contain anything, even if it's uncomfortable.

The argument will be brief, and he does what he can to have it resolved before you both walk away. He is never too proud to apologize and make things right for any part he played, and he doesn't hold grudges. It's a clean slate with him.

Newt:

As second-in-command, he's quite used to handling disagreements. There are plenty that occur day to day in the Glade. Even so, things can be a bit different when it's with someone you're in a relationship with. He's quite patient with you, but he's only human. When he's angry, his voice is low and stern at first. He does not wish for things to escalate, but he will eventually raise his voice if the argument drags on and he feels it's not getting anywhere.

The two of you might need a bit of time to cool off, and any time you catch a glimpse of him around the Glade during that period, you can see him grumpy and a bit pouty. After being apart, even if it's only for a short time, the argument suddenly seems silly to you both, and you make your way back to each other to work things out.

Minho:

Sass master. When you two get into an argument, pettiness and clapbacks are not uncommon. He doesn't raise his voice, but it's still safe to say that verbal jabs don't really help the situation. Sometimes it ends in you two going around in circles, going down rabbit trails and debating on things that are totally unrelated to the actual conflict at hand.

He's a got a pride issue when it comes to a resolution. There are indeed times you will need to reach out first to him and reconcile, but there are also plenty of times he will be the first one to do so. He is aware that his conflict style is klunk and is working on it, and he'll apologize sincerely for it after the fact. It's not unheard of for him to make it up to you with a sweet gesture like a bouquet of Glade flowers.

Gally:

He's a Keeper, and an alpha male, and conflict with him starts out with him speaking in a firm, almost authoritative tone- like he expects you to cease and desist or "fall in line." It's truly not intended to be condescending or belittling. He thinks, if only you could see his side, you'd see that he's right.

But it still can come across the wrong way because you of course have a mind of your own and of course he's human and is not always right. Not to mention he can be a bit petty. If things get heated, he may raise his voice a bit, his frustration evident, but he won't lose his temper with you. If you aren't getting anywhere, he might just throw his hands up and insist he's too busy to continue the conversation at the moment, but really, the two of you just need some time to think things over.

He'll approach you later, and despite being a notorious tough guy, he will be the first to utter a gentle and sincere, "I'm sorry" to you.

[elioas-diel]

gally the maze runner

🎀!who only has a soft spot for you

thinking about! gally who only has a soft spot for you ♡

🎀:: includes, glader!gally, dating him in the glade, fluff, head-canons (how i think he’d act in a relationship), and you!

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thinking about! gally who’s hands can cause so much damage in the fighting circle but when he goes to touch you he handles you with the upmost care. as if you’re a fragile china set that’ll break at the smallest interference.

thinking about! gally who isn’t one to break rules around the glade going out of his way to find loopholes to make exceptions just for you. “i said no one could take extra plates - but you barely ate today so here,”

thinking about! gally who isn’t one to care about what others do (unless they aren’t doing their job) to suddenly becoming the most observant and concerned person you know after you officially started dating. you could be handling a semi-dangerous tool from across the glade and he’d just appear out of nowhere just to take it off of you. making excuses like “you don’t have the right grip for that,” when really, he just doesn’t want you to get hurt.

thinking about! gally who’s tough and harsh when he speaks to the others but only ever lowers his voice when it comes to you. you can see the way his shoulder slowly loosens and how he slightly undoes the tension in his jaw. he always listens intently, to what you have to say even biting back his usual sarcasm.

thinking about! gally who’d drop anything he’s doing to help you out. if you’re struggling, if you’re in distress - he’s there. no hesitation, no question’s needed. anything to help lighten the load for the one person he loves.

thinking about! gally, who’s known to be stubborn and hotheaded among the gladers, someone who hardly ever admits when he’s wrong. even you aren’t inexperienced when it comes to seeing him get angry. so imagine your surprise when you heard that foreign phrase: “i’m sorry,” being muttered under his breath after your first argument as a couple.

thinking about! gally who’d change his attitude just for you. for you he’d try to be better. if that means, changing his behaviour or even being more patient with newer greenies (which. is. a. pain) but he’d do it all for you - just to see that pretty smile on your face or hear your loving compliments. he hates to admit it but you’ve softened him up but he wouldn’t have it any other way. after all, you’re the only person who can make this prison-dump tolerable.

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[newtkive]

pixels [newt x reader - modern text au]

ch. 5 - everyone's gay

THE GLADE

[ 12:05 PM ]

tommy: hi guys :3

minho: don't piss me off

tommy: WHAT???

I JUST SAID HI

y/n: hi tommy

minho: great now im pissed

newt: hey guys

y/n: WTF DID I DO??

newt: don’t have to do much to piss him off

minho: -_-

what so now im mean??

tommy: well at times you can be rude

y/n: YEAH? WTF you told me my face looks like a foot the other day

minho: and that foot would have fungus

tommy: lol 🍄 🦶

y/n: WTF THOMAS

gally: he cooked with that

y/n: i’ll cook u on a pike shut up

gally: is it bc im 6’5”?

minho: bro wanted to brag about his height 🤨

y/n: i still don’t believe he’s that tall until i see it with my own eyes

newt: can you guys chill out

minho: no fr im meditating

y/n: can we talk about how newts name is newt again

tommy: y/n stop

be respectful of other cultures

minho: what culture????

british white man????

newt: my parents hate me i get it

y/n: doesn’t ur sister have a normal name

newt: ig

it’s sonya

minho: 💀💀💀💀

old lady ahh name

newt: u literally have a crush on her die

y/n: WOAHHHH

tommy: HEYYYY CUSSER

newt: cusser ??

tommy: yes you cussed

newt: i just said die

tommy: biggest cuss word of all time

newt: you make my head hurt like in the realest most tangeable way possible

minho: so like a real headache

y/n: u do that to me minho

minho: bro’s mad she has a goated best friend ?? wtf

y/n: and who’s this goated best friend???? bc it ain’t you

minho: -_____-

tommy: it’s me :33

y/n: ^^ literally

minho: ok newt ur my best friend

newt: i don’t pick best friends

y/n: what

minho: what

tommy: what??

y/n: well why not

newt: because of situations like these

y/n: it’s ok guys he didn’t say me bc he doesn’t want to hurt ur feelings 😂😂

minho: me when im a liar

tommy: well of course it’s me

im always there for newt

some even think we have a relationship that’s more than friends at times ❤️

minho: woah woah woah there

newt: it’s true

tommy: see im his best friend

newt: no not that part

this old woman at the library told me she ‘supports us’ when tommy came to visit the other day

y/n: and that woman was me

newt: you are quite old

y/n: WHAT UR OLDER THAN ME

tommy: kind of hurt right now :/

minho: you’ll get over it

we all know im his bestie

y/n: yeah. gay best friend

minho: oh so gays an insult now nice i know where u stand

screenshotting this for when you get famous and i have to expose you

y/n: omg you think i’ll be famous awww <33

tommy: it’s ok she’s a bit gay like all of us

i give her the pass

minho: who is all of us

tommy: you heard me

im gayest but.. easily swayed ;)

newt: the fuck are you talking about

minho: ok bisexual twinkatron 5000

y/n: a bit gay??? last person i dated was a woman im a box muncher more than you guys

newt: box muncher is fucking crazy

minho: newt you’re supposed to like,..,., say how you do it too

newt: why would i say that

minho: girls like that quality in a man

y/n: what are you even talking about

newt: i don’t like you minho

tommy: yaaas you love him

newt: not sure how i feel about you either

tommy: 😞☹️

minho: dont care didn't ask plus ur british

alby: Hey y’all

newt: there’s my best friend hey buddy

minho: WHAT

y/n: WHAT

tommy: AWWWW

alby: The fuck

Uhhh hey close friend of mine

newt: wow.

minho: see how that feels?

not so good

y/n: i can show you smth that feels good 😛

tommy: :////

minho: WTF?

newt: HUH

alby: girl..

y/n: KIDDING EW EW EWRWEWEWW SORRY IM SORRY OLEASE

im gonna BARFFFFFFF

I WAS JUST BEING SILLY AND RELATABLE

minho: ok now that’s just rude

newt: valid reaction to a preventable circumstance

minho: bro said cum

tommy: ??

minho: cirCUMstance 😂😂🙏🙏

alby: This is why you guys have no partners

tommy: omg partners so inclusive ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷

y/n: I’m so sorry for my actions. I’m ashamed over what I did and said. It was vile, inexcusable and inappropriate. I am so sorry. Please forgive me.

alby: Not the apology tour

minho: ok well it wasn’t THAT bad

newt: no that was needed actually

tommy: you sound like a kpop idol in a scandal

y/n: if i was i’d say

Take care and try not to catch a cold! Fighting!

tommy: too accurate

minho: aw hell naw twice’s 13th member

y/n: damn you know the amount of members

newt: you say that as if he doesn’t have a poster of them above his bed

y/n: oh……

minho: OK ENOUGH

IM GOING TO BED

y/n: ITS THE AFTERNOON

newt: just let him go be with his poster

alby: He’s cranky he needs a nap

newt: that one unemployed friend at 12 pm on a tuesday

minho: shut

tommy: a nap sounds great right now

y/n: true i got 5 hours of sleep

newt: more than me

minho: bro always has to complain

newt: i complain? look at your texts

y/n: i can get you to sleep real fast

newt: who me or minho

y/n: EWWWW DONT MENTION MINHO

minho: IM RIGHT HERE

alby: Notice how she didn’t get grossed out about Newt

Interesting

minho: i know bro is geeked

y/n: im just being silly!

tommy: i’ll show you silly

:P !!!!

newt: wtf is that

im not geeked im locked in

y/n: stop talking like minho i swear

tommy: that’s me being silly :PPPP

y/n: girl… do me a favor

tommy: ok what is it?

y/n: click the button on the side of ur phone real quick

tommy: oh it locked the screen i think i pressed the wrong button? im confused

y/n: no no that’s the right button

now put the phone down

and walk away

newt: now who’s sounding like minho

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heh.. hey.. (read that like the tiktok audio of that one lady walking into a party u know what im talking abt?!) im so sorry ive been away so long and making everyone pull their hair and wait in agony and anticipation bc u love my story (manifesting). i miss writing so im gonna try and keep up this time. also i didn't tag anyone bc idk who does and doesn't care anymore LMAOOO lmk if u wanna be tagged in the next chapter tehe

[angelofthenight]

You: *says anything good about literally anything other than Gally, even an inanimate object*

Gally: go marry it then

[mazewolf]

Kinda written without a thought and zero brain power

Probably cringe, it’s like a rough draft but worse

Anyways enjoy :)

It was the first day back at school where she sat next to her best friends Scott and Stiles though she’s more spaced out than anything, today feels different… she’s been having dreams that’s hard to describe and making it hard to focus ignoring the world around her, well that was until Allison came in

“A greenie?…” she muttered making both Scott and her best friend look at her weirdly, they had never heard her say anything like that before, they didn’t even know that was a word.

“A what?” Stiles gave a confused mutter trying to stay quiet while Scott offered Allison a pencil

“I…don’t know…“ she shifted a bit in her seat, why did she say that? Why did it sound so familiar? Her pencil began to tap as she anxiously waited for the class to end and end it did with the bell ringing making her shoot up out of her seat leaving both of her concerned friends behind as she left the class in a hurry but not before she accidentally ran into someone watching books drop down hitting the others leg making her nose scrunch up a bit, that’s gotta hurt, she hurries to help the person pick up their books

“I’m so sorry-” she apologizes looking up as the words from her throat came to a complete stop, the blonde hair, those eyes, she knows him…but from where?

“It’s alright surprisingly not the first time it’s happened” He gave a small unsure smile after gathering the rest and holding out his hand for a shake ”I’m -”

“Newt…?“ She quietly said, she didn’t know if that was his name, she didn’t know him so why ? Why did she say that? Why did he look and sound so familiar to her?

“Ah actually it’s Isaac but my friends call me Newt…how did you-?” He trailed off giving her a look, not one of accusatory but one of curiosity, little did she know he also felt a small pull of familiarity with her

“Oh well I …heard it from your friends and picked up on it” she excused quickly before shaking his hand “I’m (name) it’s nice to meet you, hope the books didn’t hurt your leg even more -”

“My leg ?…how did you know about my leg?...” His brows furrowed slightly as she took her hands away awkwardly

“Your limp..?” She said unsurely and gave him an apologetic look as she was cut off by her friend Stiles swiftly managing to take her away leaving her no room to talk to the boy. Yet that didn’t stop them from looking at each other when leaving.

Both of them wondering what in the world was that? And why did it seem so familiar?

[makethiscanon]

Current request status: closed

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Inbox game status: open

Current game: Send a single '🌸' + any character name (+ fandom if it's not obvious), and I'll give you one headcanon for them. Limited to one headcanon per ask. The same character can be asked for more than once.

I can go in fandom-blind. Pick any character you like.

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Firstly, anyone new here please know I’m the slowest writer on this planet, with a feeble amount of motivation. When requesting, it’s better off to think of it as a suggestion, because unless I get inspired, there’s a high chance I won’t have the brain power to write your piece.

I work under a policy that every character is pansexual/panromantic, unless explicitly stated by the original creator that the character is not attracted to a specific orientation.

What I will write:

Reader-inserts only

Second-person, or third-person if requested

Headcanons, drabbles, blurbs, short stories, voice lines, match ups.

Any gender, but will default to fem! unless requested

Romance or platonic

Aro or Ace

Polyamory

Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Horror/Suspense 

Minor injuries/blood

Alternate Universe (please specify)

The list isn't completely exclusive so if in doubt, hit me with what you've got.

I reserve the right to decline or ignore any requests that make me feel uncomfortable, and have no obligation to disclose reasons why.

What I won’t write:

NSFW / Taboo

Political

Hate speech

Cheating

Whump (Yandere is fine but won’t be graphic)

Real celebrities x reader

Young-coded characters romantically. E.g. Eri, Kota, Klee, Nahida, etc.

I can try writing for any character from the fandoms listed, but the characters below are the ones I’m more confident in. Those with an ‘ * ’ are the characters I’m most confident writing.

Arcane:

Jayce || Viktor*

Silco

Demon Slayer:

Akaza* || Douma || Enmu || Gyutaro*

Inosuke || Nezuko

Rengoku || Sanemi

Dr Stone

Senku || Taiju

Tsukasa || Ukyo || Yo

Chrome || Kinro

Final Fantasy

7: Reno || Vincent || Genesis || Zack

13: Hope || Snow || Caius || Noel

Genshin Impact:

Arataki Itto || Cyno || Thoma || Tighnari || Xiao || Zhongli

Childe || Scaramouche

Gotham (TV Series):

Oswald Cobblepot || Jerome Valeska || Victor Zsasz*

Kingdom Hearts:

Organization XIII members || Axel*

Sora || Riku || Hayner

The Maze Runner:

Gally* || Newt || Frypan || Minho || Alby

Vince

My Hero Academia:

Class 1-A [Any] || Bakugou Katsuki* || Ojiro Mashirao*

Amajiki Tamaki || Kaibara Sen || Monoma Neito || Shindou Yo || Shinsou Hitoshi || Togata Mirio || Yorarashi Inasa

Chisaki Kai [Overhaul] || Dabi || Spinner || Toga Himiko || Twice

Fatgum || Pro Hero: Manual

Obey Me:

Mammon || Lucifer || Beelzebub || Asmo

Simeon || Solomon || Raphael

Tales of Arcadia:

Douxie Casperan || Krel Tarron*

Nari || Skrael || Strickler || Tronos

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