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Run Boy Run - TMR REWRITE Chapter Eight

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Summary: Thomas, Grace and their friends had learned the hard way that not all of them were immune against the flare. This was a hard pill to swallow after they had been told they were and losing a friend after everything they already went through was really hard on them but they couldn’t stop. Not until they found the Right Arm, in the mountains. It was their goal but an unexpected storm pushed them further away from their original destination and they ended up in an abandoned building that wasn’t so abandoned actually.

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Warnings: TMR Scorch Trials spoilers, tilte inspired from Woodkid’s song “Run boy Run”, some angst, lots of running, chasing, mention of blood and bruises

The group was still shaken by Winston’s death. They had walked across the desert in a heavy silence, dragging their feet in the sand, staring into space. There was something else on Grace’s mind, and probably on her brother’s as well. Teresa told them they should go back to WICKED, despite everything they did to all of them since they were children. None of the siblings could understand how she could say or even think something like this, as if WICKED was good after all; spoiler alert they knew it wasn’t true and it was unbelievable she would get over what they did so easily. Something really must have happened when they took her away. While they didn’t have much time to do anything to Grace beside from filling vials with her blood, they really messed with her to change her mind so quickly, but Teresa came with them anyway, not turning back. It would be unthinkable for Grace and Thomas to go back in any case. Grace tried to shake those thoughts off. Before night fell, they had found refuge in a bunch of large containers next to a collapsed ship in ruins in the desert. They were all sitting around the campfire while Aris put some more wood in it. The silence that hung over them was broken by Minho.

“I thought we were supposed to be immune.”

“Not all of us, I guess.” Teresa said, lying down against her bag, staring into the dancing flames of the fire.

“If Winston can get infected… we should assume so can the rest of us.” Grace glanced at Newt as he spoke. Maybe this was true, maybe none of them were actually immune to the flare. She frowned, thinking. It didn’t make sense that none of them were immune because if that was the case, they wouldn’t have bothered to take more of her blood after they already took some when they first got there. There was something that they wanted, at least in her blood, and if so, definitely in her brother’s as well. This was another reason not to go back. She didn’t want to be a rat lab.

“I never thought I’d say it…” Siggy had a tear rolling down his cheek. He paused, gathering his thoughts and words. “I miss the glade.”

The other kept quiet. At least in the glade, they had four walls around them and a whole system they built from scratch over the span of a few years. Grace had only been there for a couple months before her brother turned up, and then Teresa, and then things went south. She found herself wondering if any of the gladers that remained there were still alive today, if they made it out. Gally had been left dead in the old WICKED place that they were rescued from. Grace remembered this crazy look he had in his eyes when he threatened Thomas but Minho killed him, before they realized he had hit Chuck instead of Thomas. This was a sad day for all of them. They didn’t stick around long after they went to sleep and started walking again at sunrise. After a mostly sleepless night, they looked like zombies walking in line on top of the dunes, but they had to keep going if they wanted to find these Mountain men, or Right Arm, or whaterver they were called. Grace walked, letting her eyelids close heavily every now and them, swallowing harshly. The sun was hitting hard today, taking a toll on seven of them. They didn’t even have any water left. Minho tried drinking from his gourd, but nothing came out and he threw it away in frustration. They walked under the sun all day without ever stopping and they just slept directly on the ground, curled up. Grace woke up from a nightmare that ended with her screaming at the top of her lungs and upon opening her eyes and sitting up suddenly, she looked around quietly, to see if she had in fact screamed but no one moved and she sighed in relief, rubbing her eyes and yawning. After trying to get back to sleep but bein unsuccessful, she just stared at the sky and saw a thunder storm brewing in the thick clouds, far away from where they were. When she heard her brother’s jacket rubbing against the ground as he moved, she leaned on her elbow and looked in his direction, seeing in her peripheral vision lights in the distance. Their eyes met as he tried to wake the others. She realized what those lights could be the urgency in her brother’s voice and joined him in getting the other to wake up. They might be closer to the Right Arm then they thought when going to sleep.

“You see that?” Thomas enquired, breathing loudly, as if he was checking if what he was seeing was indeed real. And it was, all of them could see the lights in the distance. “It’s lights. We made it.”

That’s the moment the storm decided to make its entrance, turning their heads with a jump upon hearing the thunder. They stood there, watching the lighting strike a first time before picking up their bags in a hurry, urged by Thomas. They then started running as fast as they could with the thunder on their heels. They scampered towards the lights, fearing the lighting would hit them if they didn’t keep moving. Grace hadn’t thought much of the lighting she saw when she woke up and now regretted it. She had never seen lighting before. If she had realized it would turn into this, threatening their lives, she would have woken everyone up herself and told them about it. The last time she ran for her life, they had grivers coming for them, now it was thunder and they couldn’t fight it off with spears this time. They were getting closer to the abandoned building with the lights on when a lightning struck a car nearby and violently sent Minho flying to the ground. Grace was further away so she only lost her balance, falling down but she was all right. Newt instinctively helped her up and they looked at their friend. Thomas had fallen as well but he was already standing up and they rushed to help him get Minho to safety. The latter was lying still, passed out. Aris and Newt took care of him and Thomas grabbed Grace’s arm, dragging her along with them as she looked with wide eyes at the sparks coming out of the car. Siggy held them the door, urging them to get inside and he shut it right after Thomas and Grace stepped in.

“Put him down.” Thomas spoke. “Watch his head. Who’s got a light?” There was a click and the beam from Newt's flashlight illuminated Minho as they tried to wake him up, vigorously shaking him and calling his name. It took a moment for them to get a reaction from him and they all sighed in relief when he rolled his head to the side, taking a breath, coming back to his senses. “Here you are. Are you okay?”

“What happened?” Minho asked.

“I think you got struck by lightning.”

“Wow.” He breathed out. They then got him up carefully. Grace and Teresa looked around but it was so dark they couldn’t see a thing. The two frowned when they noticed the strange smell floating in the air and glanced at each other in disgust, having no idea what it was.

“What’s that smell?” Teresa wondered out loud. Grace slowly walked past her and suddenly stepped back with a shout after a crank jumped at her out of nowhere. He grabbed her forearm, growling at her and she gritted her teeth, yanking on it and losing her balance when she got him to let go, letting out a scream as she fell and crawled back with haste, scraping the sand on the ground with the sole of his shoe. Thomas helped her up, grabbing her by the shoulders when suddenly, another crank appeared from behind them and Grace squinted her eyes, realizing the cranks were chained, meaning they couldn't actually get to them. One after the other, more cranks revealed themselves. They were over a dozen, chained all over the place.

“I see you’ve met our guard dogs.” A female voice rose in the distance and a figure loomed in a doorway, light turning on behind her. Her face was his by the dark as she walked, avoiding the grip of the cranks with ease. It seemed like she was used to this and didn’t care about it all. The girl came up to them. Grace first thought upon seeing her was that she was pretty and seemed to be around the same age as her, with short dark hair and dark eyes which made the whites seem to glow brightly. She was, by a few inches, shorter than Grace. She looked at them with some sort of amusement in her round eyes. “You guys look like shit. Come on. Follow me.” She started walking away while they were still holding up their flashlight, practically glued to each other, on the alert. Raising her eyebrows, she looked at them. “Unless you want to stay here with them.”

Looking at each other and at the chained cranks around them from the corner of their eyes, they eventually decided to follow her. She led them through the abandoned building. No one said a word until they came in a huge room with lights hanging from the ceiling and at a least a few dozen people around. They slowed down their pace, looking around and the girl addressed them.

“Come on, keep up. Jorge wants to meet you.” They climbed a flight of stairs, Thomas walking right behind the girl.

“Who’s Jorge?”

“You’ll see.” She said, just glancing at him over her shoulder. They walked down a large hallway. Fires were lit in metal barrels here and there, people standing nearby, just staring at them with curiosity. “No one’s come out of the Scorch in a long time. You’ve just got him curious. And me, too.”

“Anyone else starting to get a bad feeling about this place?” Newt wondered in a low voice, almost whispering. Grace looked behind them, not really reassured either upon seeing a bunch of people following the group with smiles on their faces. After the trip to the WICKED facility, anywhere else was better but not knowing where you had ended up and what was going to happen wasn’t nice either. She tried looking straight ahead and kept walking.

“Let’s just hear him out. See what he has to say.” Thomas told them. After climbing another flight of stairs, they reached a sort of office and a man was sitting at a table, his back turned to the teenagers. The girl addressed him, and he rose his finger, saking for silence. He was focused on a radio station installed in front of him, carefully turning the buttons left and right, mumbling under his breath. Outside, the thunder was still going strong. The people that followed them there went to stand in the background, and Grace could tell she wasn’t the only one feeling trapped. Jorge eventually turned around, hands on his hips and he stared at the 7 teenagers.

“Do you ever get the feeling the whole world’s against you?” He enquired bluntly. The teenagers looked at each other in confusion and the man pursued. “Three questions. Where did you come from?” He proceeded to pour himself a drink. He seemed to be quite a character. “Where are you going? How can I profit?” As they kept quiet, a little unsettled, he added; “Don’t all answer at once.”

“We’re headed for the mountains. Looking for the Right Arm.” Thomas eventually said quietly. The people around them exchanged looks and the girl who met them among the cranks even frowned.

“You’re looking for ghosts, you mean.” He took a sip of his liquor. “Question number two. Where did you come from?”

“That’s our business.” Minho declared after a glance from Thomas. Jorge didn’t like that answer. He shrugged, pouting and two of his men grabbed Thomas and Minho, forcing them onto their knees and others held their friends back. Grace struggled a bit, but she wasn’t strong enough to fight them off. The girl took something on a table and scanned the back of his neck. The men then let the two teenage boys stand back up and the girl looked at Jorge, as if she had found out something incredible.

“You were right.” He put his glasses on his nose and she handed him the device.

“Right about what? What is she talking about?” Thomas asked, confused. Jorge chuckled, looking up at him.

“I’m sorry, hermano. Looks like you’re tagged. You came from WICKED.” He accused. “Which means… you’re very valuable.”

“Good plan, Thomas. “Just hear what the man has ot say.” Really working out for us.” Minho taunted bitterly, arms dangling beside his head as he and the rest of them had been hanged upside down above the void. The turn of events had been truly unexpected. Like Newt, Grace had felt there was something off about this place but never in her wildest dream did she think this Jorge would hang them by their feet.

“Shut up, Minho. Maybe I can reach the rope.” He tried to throw his torso upwards but let his body just fall back down with a grunt when Jorge’s voice rose.

“Enjoying the view?”

“What the hell do you want?”

“That is the question.” He walked up to the edge, and stood right in front of Thomas, some sort of stick in his hand. “My men want to sell you back to WICKED. Life has taught them to think small. I’m not like that. Something tells me that you’re not either.”

“Is the blood rushing to my head or is this shank not making any sense?” Minho wondered. Jorge barely glanced at him, pointing at Thomas with his cane.

“Tell me what you know about the Right Arm.”

“I thought you said they were ghosts.” Newt commented, frowning.

“I happen to believe in ghosts. Especially when I hear them chattering on the airwaves. You tell me what you know, and maybe we can make a deal.” He put his hand on the lever of the pulley around which the rope had been wound. Thomas shook his head.

“We don’t know much.” And this was the truth, but Jorge didn’t buy it and pushed the lever forward a notch. They let out loud gasps as the rope made them fall a little lower.

“Okay! Okay, all right. They’re hiding in the mountains. And they attacked WICKED. They got out a bunch of kids.” Thomas exclaimed. “That’s it. That’s all we know.” Jorge took a step forward, parting his lips as he was about to speak when someone came up to him, glancing at the teenagers hanging down.

“Yo, Jorge. What’s going on?”

“Me and my new friends were just getting acquainted. We’re done now.” He stared down at Thomas.

“Hey, wait. You’re not gonna help us?”

“Don’t worry, hermano. We’ll get you back to where you belong. Hang tight.” On these words he just walked away, and they were left there, even more in the dark regarding Jorge’s intentions with them. Grace feared he would really sell them back to WICKED, setting them back in their trip to the mountains as they would have to escape from their grip again, if they even managed to do so, or if he would consider making a deal with them and setting them free. She hoped he would choose the second option. If they went back, there was almost no chance that they would make it out again, but they would try hard anyway. After a while, they started dangling around and swinging in the void, pushing each other to try and get one of them to reach the lever. They pushed Teresa and she held out her hand, but it was too far away. Minho grunted in frustration. They kept on trying and she eventually got a hold of the railguard in front of the pulley. They cheered briefly, urging her to hurry up before someone came in on them trying to set themselves free. She pulled the lever down, making her friends fall lower. She sat on the edge and untied her feet. She then helped Thomas and once on his feet he helped Teresa get the others free as well. They could already hear an engine rumble loudly outside the building and knew it was WICKED as soon as they recognized Janson’s voice, but they couldn’t be caught. They had to get away, with or without Jorge’s help.

“Okay, let’s go. Let’s go.” Thomas looked at his friends as they were heading for the door when a man stood in their way, holding them at gunpoint. He stepped towards them, slowly. “We’re not trying to cause any trouble, okay? We just got to get out of here.”

“Is that so?” He smirked, showing a vacant space were a teeth should have been and he held up a walkie-talkie to his ear. “Janson, I got ‘em for ya. I’m bringing ‘em down. Don’t shoot us.” He then addressed the teenagers again, but they weren’t moving at his command. “Come on. Let’s go. I said let’s go.”

Thomas suddenly grabbed his gun, aiming the cannon at the ceiling and a shot went off. He struggled against the man, headbutting him which caused the latter to lose his balance and recoil with a grunt, his head bent forward after the impact but after staggering a bit, he came back to them, and again threatened them with his weapon but now, he was pissed off. The seven of them jumped when they heard a shot rang out in the room and Thomas probably thought, for a second, that he was the one who had been shot but then the man lowered his arm and his body crashed to the floor, revealing the girl that welcomed them here right behind him. They looked at the man’s corpse in shock but eventually followed her out of the room when she spoke, urging them to come along. Thomas grabbed his sister’s arm and he started running, joined in by the others. As they stepped out, Grace kind of glanced over her shoulder, trying to keep up with Thomas and she briefly saw Teresa just standing there, looking at something on the floor. She frowned in confusion as it stirred a lot of questions in his head but she soon taken out of her thoughts. They climbed a flight of stairs in a haste, joining Jorge in his office as a music started to play through the louspeakers around the place.He called the girl by her name; Brenda.

“We don’t have much time! Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!” He led them to a double door with glass so dirty they couldn't see through it until Jorge pushed it open and revealed a zipline.

“Oh, you gotta be kidding me.” Siggy declared.

“Plan B, hermano. You kids wanna get to the Right Arm? I’ll lead you to them. But you’re gonna owe me.” He then hung onto a cord tightly and jumped out, going down the zipline.

“All right! Let’s go!” Brenda pulled a cord and Thomas his friends to go. Minho and Aris were the first to follow Jorge’s lead. Grace felt her brother's grip loosen as he pushed her to grab a cord, right after Newt and she closed her eyes for a second as she felt the ground give way under her feet and the wind blowing furiously through her hair. Pon the other end of the zipline, Newt was there to catch her and she let go of the cord. Teresa joined them and once she reached them, they looked back for Thomas and Brenda, but no one was there. Grace stared anxiously at the empty zipline but eventually, Jorge refused to wait much longer and he led them away. Newt grabbed her shoulder to make her her follow them and they heard the building fall apart behind them.

They walked all night, almost without ever stopping and made their way to the Underneath, a series of underground tunnels that led through the whole city where they would find a man named Marcus, according to Jorge. So, for now, it was their destination. Grace was quiet the entire time, worried sick for her brother. She hated being separated from him and hoped that he and Brenda would make it and meet up with them at this Marcus’ place. They eventually stopped to take some rest and eat something but after a moment of peace, cranks were heard in the distance so they quickly packed up and left, not langering around any longer. They then started to walk through the city above ground. The group looked around at the people in the street, dressed in dirty clothing and looking tired and worn out. Some of them were wrapped in scarves and coats, grilling food over fires they started inside metal barrels. Avoiding staring at them, Grace just looked down as they walked. They reached a club where they found the man named Marcus. Not long after they got there, they found Thomas and Brenda, drugged up in the club. Thomas was lying on the ground as Grace and Teresa rushed towards him. He was then brought in another room upstairs. The two girls waiting for him to wake up. After a moment, he opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling before Teresa’s voice caught his attention and he looked at her, coming back to himself.

“Hey, you’re okay. Hi.” She gave him a sweet smile. Grace was right next to her and was relieved to see her brother safe and sound. “We have to stop meeting like this.”

“Welcome back, you ugly shank.” Minho leaned over their shoulders. Thomas then tried to sit up, helped by Teresa, squinting his eyes at the sunlight which dazzled him a bit as he had just woken up and he saw Brenda sitting on a couch while Jorge threatened Marcus into talking. He punched him in the face and Thomas stood up and went next to Newt, staring at the two men in the middle of the room. Grace watched, standing beside Minho.

“You’re going to have to leave my house.” Marcus said with difficulty.

“Listen. I don’t enjoy hurting you. Okay?” Jorge assured, shaking his head. “Where is the Right Arm, Marcus?”

“Wait, this is Marcus?” Thomas enquired, confused.

“The kid catches on quick. Are you the brains of the operation?” He spoke with mockery and too much arrogance for someone who was tied up and whose face was bloody and bruised. Jorge shut him up by grabbing him firmly by the hair, pulling his head against the back of the chair.

“I know you know where they’re hiding. So you tell me, and I’ll make you a deal.” He let go of his head, shrugging. “You can come with us.”

“I burned that bridge a long time ago. Besides, I make my own deal. You’re the one who taught me, never miss an opportunity.” He smiled and laughed.

“What’s he talking about?” Newt asked, frowning.

“I’m talking about supply and demand. WICKED wants all the Immunes they can get. I help provide that for them. So I lure the kdis in… they get drunk, they have a good time. And then, later, WICKED comes in… they separate the wheat from the chaff.” He looked pleased with himself and his little story.

“I changed my mind, hermano. I do enjoy hurting you.” Jorge violently kicked him, sending him to the floor in a grunt and pulled out a gun. He crouched down over him, holding the gun to his head, yelling at him to talk. Marcus quickly gave in to the threats.

“Okay! Jesus! But I’m not making any promises. These guys like to move around.” Minho helped Jorge lift him back up and he caught his breath before pursuing. “They have an outpost in the mountains. But it’s a long way. You got half of WICKED on your ass. You’re never gonna make it.”

“Not on foot.” Grace could hear the smirk on Jorge’s face. The latter then leaned towards him. “Where’s Bertha?”

“Not Bertha.” He whined, his lips shaking but Jorge didn’t care about his feelings. As he stated just a second ago, he did enjoy hurting him. Bertha was actually just a car, Marcus’ car and they set out for the mountains on board it. Now that they knew where they could find the Right Arm, they only had to make it there before WICKED could track them down because if Marcus was questioned by them, he would most likely snitch on them, especially after the mistreatment he suffered at Jorge’s hands. Mistreatment he deserved but he looked like the kind of guy who would make themselves the victim of any story.

[To be continued…]

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Published (12/26/2022) by Andrea

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tina-aumont · 5 months ago

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Various close-ups from Maria and younger sister Consuelo pictured, according to Margarita Vicens, in 1934. If the date given is correct (which I assume it is), Maria would be 22, and her sister Consuelo (according to Maria, she was born in 1925) would be 9 years old!! which is clearly impossible!! I think Consuelo is a teenager here.

It's interesting to note that in Margarita Vicens book "María Montez, Su vida", the sibligs are listed as follows:

Isidoro Rafael - the firstborn

María África

Aquilino Mario

Joaquín David

Ada

Consuelo

Luz

Luis Antonio

Jaime Enrique

Teresita

In Antonio Pérez Arnay's book "María Montez La Reina del Technicolor", the siblings are listed as it follows:

Isidoro Rafael (3rd April, 1911)

María África (6th June 1912)

Aquilino Mario (14th May 1914)

Joaquín David (26th August 1915)

Ada

Consuelo

Luz

Luis Antonio (10th June 1923)

Jaime Enrique (24th August 1925)

Teresita (1932)

So Ada, Consuelo and Luz have no birthdates in neither of these two books.

Jaime is listed he was born in 1925 in Antonio Perez Arnay's book while Margarita says in her book that Jaime passed away in 1979 aged 51, that would meant he was born in 1927 or 1928, so the date given in the book doesn't fit, but if you go to GENI Family tree site, you'll find he was born the 28th September 1927 and I do really believe this is the correct date of his birthday since the person who admins his profile at this website is surnamed Pombrol, and The Pombrols are distant cousins from The Gracias.

With Teresita we have a similar "problem", in Antonio's book it's written she was born in 1932 but she passed away in January 2023 aged 93, so it's very probably she was born in 1929 rather in 1930.

About Lucita, we have a similar problem... in Margarita Vicens book it says she passed away in 1979 due to a cancer, but there is no information about her birth date, I've read in some sources that she was born in 1929. If you look at her pictures, she looks very young, even younger than her sister Teresita!! but we all know and agree that Teresita is the youngest one, so it's very likely that Lucita was born in 1926.

Now here it comes very interesting information about Adita. According to GENI, Adita was born the 24th December 1924, in 1946 she was 22 years old (that's a fact) and she was married twice! She got married the 11th May 1957 with Otto R. Nemeth, when she was 32 years old. When she passed away, the 8th February 1993, she was Ada Teresa Thomas. It's not known if she had any children.

So as you can see, Consuelo couldn't be born in 1925, my guessing is that she was born circa 1917, so in that photo she was 17 years old. That would make so much sense.

So the updated list would be as follows:

Isidoro Rafael (3rd April, 1911)

María África (6th June 1912)

Aquilino Mario (14th May 1914)

Joaquín David (26th August 1915)

Consuelo (1917 ?)

Luis Antonio (10th June 1923)

Ada Teresa (24th December 1924)

Luz (1926 ?)

Jaime Enrique (28th September 1927)

Teresita (1929 ?)

My dream is to find the Gracia Vidal siblings birthdates, so if there is someone from Barahona here and can access the birth certificates or the baptism registries, your help will be much welcomed, appreciated and credited, of course!!

Remember that this site is made from love and respect and if I would like to have their birthdates is because I want to honour them for their birthday.

Thank you so much!!

Eleni xoxoxo

María África Gracia Vidal (on screen she will became Maria Montez) pictured with her younger sister Consuelo in Barahona, Dominican Republic in 1934.

This photo comes from Pinterest but it has been printed in Margarita Vicens book "María Montez, Su vida - edición especial del Centenario" (Dirección General de Cine de la República Dominicana, 2012.

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sailintothesun · 2 years ago

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thomas teresa being siblings is so right like personally? if my sibling betrayed me i would not lef that slide but the constant internal battle of them being my sister is just so real and we couldve had that. DASHNER WE COULDVE HAD FHAT

not you bringing me back to this while im currently in a fight with my sibling... but YEAH IKR. like I can go on and on about this, but their connection never made sense from thomas' perspective!! HE DIDNT EVEN REMEMBER HER!!!! Making them siblings, giving them a tragic ass backstory?? NOW YOU HAVE REAL TENSION AND CONFLICT IN THOMAS' CHARACTER.

also I know im inactive asf but I will talk about this stuff whenever. I still love it stupid amounts.

#asks #tmr #the maze runner

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the-cranck-hobbit · 2 years ago

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Hangman’s siblings || Drabbles

Author’s note : English still not my first language :P I’ve been inspired by some Drabbles I read months ago. But I can’t find the original post, so sorry for the author if I can’t tag you.

Warnings : none, Hangman’s siblings are warnings xD Bad knowledge about the Navy and military in general.

Summary : just some drabbles I’ve got in my head about Hangman having 3 brothers and one sister. I don’t know if I’m going to do anything regular with that in the future.

Hangman is the last one of a family of 5 children. He’s got 3 brothers and one sister. His father is a high-ranking in the Navy. They all are part of the Navy, different ranks and different departments.

Their mother during labor for Jake's birth and their father was an asshole and always away. So Jake has been raised by his siblings.

Franklin “Franck” is the older one. He's nicknamed “The Umpire '' by his siblings because he always settles in conflicts or when they are playing games. He was 14 years old when Jake was born and is more or less his father figure. He has to grow up fast and become the adult of the family. He is a two star Admiral, coming from Intelligence Technician departments. He’s always calm and thoughtful. He acts as the authority figure, the others always listening to him even during an argument.

Thomas “Tom” is Seresin number 2. His younger siblings call him “Mommy�� to joke on him. Mostly because he’s the peacemaker of the family, always promoting caring and kindness. He was 11 years old when Jake was born. He is part of the Operations Technician. He is the more discreet of the brotherhood. The most gentle and benevolent, even if he inherits the cocky behaviour of the Seresin. He is the one that consoles the other one when they are sad or got a shitty day.

Teresa “Tess” is the only girl. She was four when Jake was born and she is the one closest to him. They are both black ships in their father’s eyes : Jake because it's during his birth that their mother died, Tessa because she is a girl. She is part of the Operations Technician too. She’s headstrong and kicks ass, so when a guy is looking for trouble with her, her brothers don't intervene but laugh because they know that the guy is a dead man. Do you think that Jake is a sniper with words ? Wait to meet the sister.

Gabriel “Gabe” is Tess’ twin brother. He is part of the Navy Seals. He is the more able to lose his temper and he is at the origin of the most conflict between them with Jake. He is the protector of the family. When they were kids their father was angry about something, he accused himself of being the one punished (and beaten) instead of one of his siblings. To be true he is still doing this during the father's visit. It's the reason why he is so rude. He has to build himself a carapace to be the shield of the family.

Their father has not been very present since Jake’s birth. He was strict and always reproached them for not being good enough. It’s the reason why the Seresin are always pushing themself to be the best. And in fact they are all part of the best of their field. All geniuses in what they're doing.

Franck and Tom are both married and father. Gabe is fiancee and even if he is still a seducer (he can’t help it), he is madly in love with his girl. Tessa and Jake are the two single-not-made-for-relationships. Tessa and Jake are both always flirty.

Franck and Tom are closest to each other because they are the ones that take the place of the parents with their siblings. As already said, Tess and Jake are the closest to each other because they are the black sheeps. Gabe is more apart because of his personality but has a special bond with Tess who is his twin.

Everything becomes a competition very fast with them. Dart (Jake is the best), Pool (the twins are Pool’s Queen and King), Tequila shot (surprisingly, Tom’s got the best resistance), becoming an Admiral first (Franck won this one)... And The Umpire always watches that no one is cheating and announces the winner.

Even if they often tease each other and argue, they are all protective of one another. The older ones are mostly protective with Jake because he is the younger but also because they barely raised him. No one can hurt “Jakey” or they risk anger of the other one (even Gabe, who looks like annoying Jake most of the time).

Jake’s education has been done by the other one. They all learned to talk to him by trying to make him say some word and sentence or their name. Franck taught him to walk and bike. Tom helped him with homework and taught him to swim. Tessa shows him how to tinker and fix a car. Gabe was the one that teached him sports (baseball, football…)

When they’ve got their father visits, they all tense because they know that he's gonna search the little details to yell at one of them (or beat them). So they always check each other before he arrives, hair impeccable, flawless uniform… and Franck is doing the final check.

Their competitive mind, willing to be the best and even their cocking behaviour are just some defense mechanisms they created with the years. They all got their roles in the family and even if Jake didn’t have his parents by his side he never felt alone or abandoned. He’s got a good education and a childhood as happy as he could with an asshole as a father (finally their father’s absence was the best days for them) thanks to his siblings. He knows it and is grateful for them even if he never tells them.

They are all (of course), blonde, cocky and handsome. Because we all know what Hangman's siblings have to look like.

Coyotte is the only one that knows about Hangman’s family. They have been friends for years and he had already met them. The rest of the Dagger Squad doesn’t know that Hangman has a sibling and what kind of childhood he's got. Jake doesn’t like to talk about it because he doesn’t pity and that is what most people thought when they heard about Jake’s story. But he doesn’t feel unlucky, on the contrary. So he is tired to explain that even without his parents, he's not unhappy and has a nice childhood's memory. And it asks him to talk about his love for his siblings and how important they are for him and he is not comfortable with that.

#fanfiction #fanfic #drabbles #top gun #top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #hangman #the seresin family

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crestfallercanyon · 3 years ago

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I'm curious about people's opinions on the glader's parents/guardians in like modern aus (or any aus about the glade). Like, how do you/would you write them?

Here are some of mine -- (TW for some familial trauma/death/divorce/blanket warning, and some spoilers)

Thomas: I have two that I tend to fall back on in fics/in my imagination. 1) very loving family. they all eat dinners together and have a lot of laughter. His is the household where his friends run away to. They're very supportive and are a source of comfort for him. 2) his parents are trying so hard, but they're struggling. Financially, relationship-wise, it depends, but they're very stressed, they may already be divorced but kind of miss each other or they're still together, but anyways their stress imbues into Thomas. This is why always feels he has to find problems and fix them. It's why he's not okay with just okay, because he worries it looks like fracturing.

Minho: I tend to hc them being extreme sporty parents. But, not the annoying kind exactly. They're not the ones yelling at the other kids to be better, but they are the ones to challenge the ref when Minho's playing football at 5 years old. They have the lawn chairs, the coolers, they bring the cut oranges and milk to all the kids. They're super competitive, but in a good way. And as their son becomes competitive, they use that to like challenge him to do well "c'mon, let's see who can eat more broccoli" or "c'mon, let's see who can stick to their night routines the best, I'll help you." Minho was in every sport under the sun, they just wanted him to find what he liked. They never made him do a sport, but they do encourage him when he wants to quit after a long time because they know the difference between him actually wanting to quit and him being frustrated. However, I also really love @un-ah's fic: and for a women wert thou first created, and the family dynamics there, tragic as they were.

Newt: I have two, and they're polar opposites. On the one hand, his parents/guardians (I often headcanon that his parents are gone and his grandparents/siblings of the parents take care of him) are kind people who live a hardworking but simple life. They're gardeners, or live on a farm, or live out in the country. Primarily self-sufficient, Newt learns to cut wood at a young age and grow plants and cook. They work hard but they have fun, and are favorites in the local town. They have many animals and Newt has a gift with them. OR, they're horrible, and have more money than sense. They ship Newt off to America at a young age to a boarding school and don't trust him to be capable of much, he was a problem child/annoying at home, and they send him away, and then when he's older and successful they expect him to come back and love them and be grateful toward them which Newt swallows but he feels very resentful.

Teresa: I picture being raised by a single father. Maybe this is bias because I know her mother dies of the flare and it's traumatic, but I just picture that it's her and her father and they both kind of take care of each other and it's truly the sweetest fucking relationship. He learns to do her hair and makes sure she always feels comfortable. He encourages her science and everything, but also because of what's happened in their family he says things like "you've got to look out for you, because I won't always be there, and I know you're strong, and I don't want to have to worry" and she would respond "just so long as you do, too, because I don't want to worry," and it's just a lovely relationship.

Gally: for some reason, I always picture a heterosexual couple and that his mother is not involved in his life by the time he's ten years old. Sometimes she died, most of the time she's left because of his dad. Sometimes Gally and her had a very close relationship when he was a young boy, sometimes they didn't, but he grew up very quickly. His dad, usually, (one big fic he isn't) is a nice guy who just doesn't really know how nor does he want to learn how to single parent. I kind of picture him to be like Will's dad from Sense8. He takes up some vice after Gally's mom is out of the picture, whether it's gambling or drinking or even becoming a workaholic. Gally spent most of his time taking care of him and taking care of himself. He cares a lot about his dad, but, when he's really stressed and really thinking dark, he can't help but think his life would be easier if his father were out of the picture, too.

Brenda: her parents are adventurers. Brenda was one of those babies strapped to the back of a parent as they climbed up a mountain. Given milk at a campsite next to a firepit they dug in the dirt. Sliding across the ice as they go over glaciers. They're fun loving and they might even be a little young, and their extended families were a bit shocked, but they go with it. And while Brenda constantly chastises them for thinking they're cool ("just because you're younger than other parents doesn't mean your hip") but she loves their dorkiness. Jorge is also there, and was friends of the parents, and when he first set sight on Brenda he was just in awe of the baby and loved her and would do anything for her.

Frypan: his parents are very introverted (whereas their son is NOT), but they're professional chefs and they met in the kitchen and their relationship is very competitive. They put the competitive nature aside at home when they see Frypan growing up and he just is not competitive in that way. They still have that fire with each other, trying to outdo the other, but after a while it's more just competing for the glitter in their son's eyes because they find it SO endearing and cute to see how interested he is in what they're doing. They decide to nurture that fun-loving charismatic side, and he rests on their shoulders as they cook and sometimes they do the linguini ratatouille thing where he tugs on their hair and they do what they want.

Anyways, I'm super curious about what other people think, y'know?? it's just fascinating. because there's so much different potential. And I love reading other people's headcanons. So, there <3

#tmr headcanons #the maze runner #tmr #tmr thomas #tmr gally #tmr newt #tmr minho #tmr brenda #tmr teresa #tmr frypan #headcanons #honestly I have thoughts on alby too but not as long and I didn't want to do him a disservice #mainly I think they're probably pretty intense

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sidehugsnsideblogs · 2 years ago

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FCSU #82 It’s A Departure

All too soon Abby's eighteenth birthday rolled around. After much soul-searching she came to the conclusion that her father's church, now called The Restored Fundamentalist Church of Spiritual Unity, was the true path to salvation. Like many girls before her, including her mother, she began work on a wedding dress. She twirled around in front of her sisters showing off the textured skirt and fashion forward bodice.

Autumn loved the dress but it also forced her to confront the reality that Abby WAS going back. They'd managed to repair their relationship over the years and it tore her apart to imagine the house without her. In the months leading up to and following Abby’s departure Autumn coped with her grief through meditation and painting. Her skill was improving and sims from around town started to order commissions. She was starting to make a bit of money, too.

For Abby's birthday her mother made her a cake resembling a hamburger, the only food other than FCSU salad that she was willing to eat. She blew out the candles and aged up, finishing high school with a B grade. Abby sat down with her siblings who couldn't for the life of them understand why she wanted to go back to a cult so badly.

She gently explained that she belonged with her people, living a simpler life. "It's okay if you can adapt to the townie world but I cannot. In order to thrive I need my community around me." They were all crestfallen but understood that it was her choice to make.

"You all can come back too if you want, once you're done school." She added. None of them seemed particularly enthused by the idea. Nevertheless Abby hugged everyone and told them she loved them. She broke down when it came to saying goodbye to Allie-Jayne.

"Thank you, Mother. I love you." She whispered. "I love you too Abby, just remember, you are always welcome here." Abby nodded and then left to catch her bus to Oasis Springs. It felt like the end of an era, like everything was changing.

A lot had changed over the years in Brindleton Bay as a whole over the last few years. Ryder, Thomas and Alex now dominated the high school football team. All three of them were easy-going, popular and active. Ryder and Thomas, dissatisfied with the svelte frame they inherited from Isaac began bulking up when they hit their teens. Ryder had grown into a stereotypical heartthrob type. Thomas was determined to excel in all aspects of life, somehow managing to be equal parts jock and nerd. Alex was the funny one of the group and loved to showboat his athleticism.

All three boys had been trained by their aunt Becca-Dawn who'd moved out to Brindleton Bay recently. She thought starting over in a smaller town surrounded by family might ease her anxiety. She still did freelance programming work but was also ready to get back into the fitness game. Becca was still on good terms with Penny, she just wanted to strike out on her own and give Penny and Greyson some privacy since they’d finally moved in together.

The hardest part of moving was leaving Lily behind. Lily was Penny’s cat but Becca-Dawn had fallen for her too. Her first few weeks were rocky as she tried to adjust to not having a pet. At Teresa’s urging she adopted an adorable Boston Terrier mix named Peanut. She got along well with Hannah’s new puppy, Hugo.

Back in San Myshuno Penny’s documentary finally premiered. It was picked up by several festivals which meant she had to go on a PR Tour to give some insight and interviews for the film. She never dreamt that her project would gain tract outside of Newport or Oasis Springs. Between her documentary and her iconic red carpet looks her fame was skyrocketing.

#fundie sims #fcsu #fundie tumblr #fundiesims #sims 4 story #cult blog #sims 4 #the sims 4

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impossiblebird · 3 years ago

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okay but-

thomesa as siblings would have hit so hard in the movies……… literally just imagine it.

they share a whole childhood but they still end up having different morals. they both fight for what they believe in, but they believe in different things. teresa doesn’t want anyone else to go through the agony of the flare virus, but thomas doesn’t want anyone to go through the agony that wckd inflict to try and find that cure.

two siblings on opposite sides of history. two different beliefs. just THINK about that for a moment.

i think that sibling love can be just as powerful (if not more powerful) as romantic love. and sibling conflict, coming from a place of different morals, would have made for such a good storyline.

in my opinion, i couldn’t have predicted that thomas and teresa would have been anything but siblings/friends. i could see no Spark TM. most of their limited time together was spent in fear of their lives.

obviously thomas is worried about teresa when they’re near the city, but i never saw it as anything romantic. he cared for her a lot, of course he did, but he had no reason to apart from their Bond which barely had time to develop. it felt like something he couldn’t really explain. a different kind of connection and a different kind of love. sibling love.

(it would also have been a big fuck you to the typical male/female dystopian movies. i mean…… highlighting sibling love and conflict of their morals as a main plot point ????? the IMPACT.)

#thomesa shippers look away now #i have so many thoughts about them as siblings but it’s late so i might add more another time #or other people can add some thoughts if you wish to #no hate at all to thomesa shippers because of course this is all my opinion and your own opinion is just as valid as anyone elses #the maze runner #tmr thomas #tmr

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scattered-winter · 2 years ago

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respectfully requesting newt from maze runner for the character meme !!

bro you've Awakened Something in me it's been far too long since I've talked about my boy my babygirl my blorbo

favorite thing about him

his selflessness!!! throughout all the events of the series (both the books AND the movies) he's consistently putting everyone else's needs before his own. he was one of the leaders of the Glade, which meant he worked day and night to keep the order and safety there. and outside the Glade, he pulled his own weight and even put himself in danger to protect the others on several occasions (saving Minho from the lightning storm is what immediately comes to mind but I know there's a lot more). and even in the death cure, when the flare is taking over and he can feel himself changing, he still stays focused and doesn't let that distract him or anyone else from the end goal. to me it's just....heartbreaking, really. he suffered in silence because he didn't want his friends to grieve him while he was still standing there, and so he had to deal with slowly losing his mind by himself

least favorite thing about him

his SELFLESSNESS

listen I can love and hate the same thing about a guy

the fact that he was so focused on the group's survival just added so much more angst to the story and it causes me PAINNNN. like!! in the movies specifically, they were SO CLOSE to giving him the cure!!!!!!!!! they were so achingly close!!!!!!!! but he'd been fighting the virus for so long and it finally took over and he died only moments before the cure arrived. I'm fukcijgn

favorite line

"great, we're all bloody inspired"

brOTP

Minho and Newt are BESTIES ok. they're besties. I cry about them every day. they're besties

same with Alby and Newt they were! leaders together! and neither of them made it out! I'm unwell!

actually on that same note. I think Minho was the oldest Glader to have made it out alive. all his friends and mentors who came before him are dead. I'm so fucking emo right now

honestly I love all of Newt's canon friendships! his friendship with Thomas is GREAT his friendship with the other Gladers is GREAT

nOTP

meh nothing really....strikes me as a nOTP tbh. in fact I don't really actively ship anyone in this series! usually when I hard-core ship something, it's because I felt unsatisfied with the media/felt like it's an interesting dynamic to be explored. I was fairly satisfied with the series as a whole and I felt like the overall point of them was complete without romance, and to add a lot of romance (excluding the thomas/teresa thomas/brenda stuff that was already there) would have just....blocked out the horror and morally gray themes, ya know? so idk I don't really have strong feelings about any romantic pairings in this specific piece of media

in fact, I saw someone point out that it would've been a stronger and more potent narrative if Thomas and Teresa were SIBLINGS instead of romantic partners and tbh that hasn't left my brain because they're RIGHT. it would've been soooo compelling ughh I'm going insane just thinking about the parallels here

OTP

all that being said, it's kinda fun to play with the narratives a bit :] most of the fic I intend to write in this fandom is friendship/family based, because of my feelings as stated above, but I'm not immune to the newtmas or minewt here <3 there's just something about two best friends who have been through hell and worse together getting to kiss <3

random headcanon

Newt actually left notes for EVERYONE, not just Thomas. he even left one with Thomas intended for Teresa, despite everything she'd done, but ofc she never got the chance to read it so Thomas just kept it in a pocket by his heart. and maybe one day, years later, after he finally found some semblance of peace and healing, he burned it to ash to finally say goodbye to them both

unpopular opinion

listen I love Newt but the fandom has a tendency to shove Minho aside to make room for him (especially hardcore newtmas shippers) which is... :/ let's all examine why that might be !

song I associate with him

Doom Days by Bastille. warning: you will cry.

favorite picture of him

hair floof <3 he's so blorbo shaped here idk

send me a character!

#bro youve opened up the well now im wailing about how fucking tragic these books are #ughhghh UNWELLLLL #asks #newt #the maze runner #dauntingday

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the-bee-graveyard · 3 years ago

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@the-bee-graveyard’s master list

You can find all my works at @/beetective_holmes on AO3. I appreciate feedback if you have a second!

Links to all of my works are available under the 'keep reading', organized by piece of media:

The Maze Runner

All For The Game

The Shadowhunter Chronicles (The Dark Artifices, The Wicked Powers, The Last Hours)

Stranger Things

Arcane

The Owl House

Scream

Yellowjackets

Enjoy!

The Maze Runner:

The Fine Line: Newt and Teresa both survive the destruction of the last city and are brought to the safe haven with all their friends. Newt is welcomed back with open arms, and most people learn to forgive Teresa, all but the one person she wants to forgive her the most. (Newtmas, Brendresa, side Bengalho and Soniet) (7/7)

You’ll Thank Me Later: Thomas ends up coaching his little brother’s football team and develops a crush on a fellow coach (Newtmas)

You’re Not Him: The “your not her” scene from the scorch trials but make it gay and Newtmas (Newtmas)

Oh Dear Diary: Newt kept a journal and now in the safe haven some nosy people have discovered it. Alternative summary: Minho, Gally, and Brenda need to mind their own business (Frypan did warn them) (Newtmas)

I Want You To Understand: Role reversal of the conversation that happened in The Scorch Trials, Thomas explains his reasons behind betraying WICKED to Teresa. Set right before Thomas is sent into the maze. (Teresa Agnes)

Why Does Everybody Love You?: Teresa has been in love with her childhood best friend Thomas since forever. When he starts showing interest in his classmate Brenda she comes up with a plot to win his love back. In the process of this both she and Brenda realize Thomas is not interested in either of them, but his roommate Newt, and start plotting to get them together. They may or may not fall in love in the process but telling you that would be a spoiler so I’ve said nothing. (Brendresa) (1/?)

All For The Game:

Feel LIke I Belong: Jeremy and Jean go on a drive and sing together. Just some Jerejean fluff. I still suck at summaries. (Jerejean)

And My Love Is Yours: Jerejean Week Day One: Smile/Laugh (Jerejean)

And That’s Not Fake: Jerejean Week Day Three: AU/Anniversary. Young Royals AU. Jeremy gets high and confessions are made. (Jerejean)

The Dark Artifices/The Wicked Powers:

Windows: Ty has been in love with their next door neighbor for years and Livvy has made it her mission to get them together (Kitty)

The Perfect One For You Is Me: Livvy has great taste in music and women but her family doesn’t seem to appreciate it (Or Livvy’s singing music at three in the morning while having an inner monologue and the rest of the Blackthorn’s do not appreciate it.) (Livvy Blackthorn)

Friends Don’t Do The Things We Did: Kit gets dragged back to LA for a New Years party and is reminded of his undying feelings for one Tiberius Nero Blackthorn (Kitty)

Playground Fight: Kit cleans up Ty after he gets into a fight but not really. Ty cleans himself up after a fight and Kit keeps him company. (Kitty)

You’re Doing Great Out There Without Me, Baby: Dru introduces Ty to this thing called Instagram and he does some good old fashioned Instagram stalking (Kitty, Kit x Mari)

I’d Die Without You: The Blackthorn's get together after Ty announces he wants to introduce them to his significant other, but wait, they know this guy. (Kitty)

It Could Be Love: An aspiring centurion meets the mysterious Ty Blackthorn during their joint time at the scholomance and eventually develops feelings towards him, but wait, what's that necklace he wears around his neck, no not his dead sisters locket, the other one? (Kitty)

Maybe You Could Love Me Like You Used To: After Ty's left assumed dead in the fountain, a one Kit Rook saves him with his magical fairy problems. He's spent the rest of his time since looking for the rest of his living siblings, especially his twin sister, Livvy. But what happens when he finds her? What happens when she's different? (Kitty, Livvy centric)

It Doesn’t Hurt Me: Stranger Things AU, Ty has a lot of unresolved trauma, and unfortunately for him Vecna recognizes that before anyone else (Kit/Ty)

It Killed You Just The Same: Ty can't handle his very conflicting feelings for Kit but he can't exactly talk to anyone about it, because he hasn't exactly come out to anyone in his family. (Kit/Ty)

To Float Around And Ghost My Friends: Another Ty Blackthorn has a meltdown and thinks about his dead sister and his first love who probably hates him now. (Kit/Ty, Ty and Helen) (2/2)

Something In The Orange Tells Me We’re Not Done: Ty returns to Blackthorn Hall after he hears about Mina's kidnapping and once again reunites with Kit.

Jesus Christ I’m So Blue All The Time: The five stages of grief told through the members of the Blackthorn Family (The Blackthorn’s) (5/5)

You’re Probably With That Blonde Boy: Kit and Ty's relationship, told from the perspective of Ty's roommate at the scholomance. (Kit/Ty)

Rory and Fae’s Kitty Masterlist: where you can find all of mine and @thechangeling’s headcanons

The Last Hours:

I Like Your Hair: Just a short fic where Cordelia finds out about Lucie using necromancy to try to bring Jesse back, but Lucie has other plans for how that conversation is going to go. (Lucelia)

I Slipped And Said Something Sort Of Like Your Name: Alastair, stressed about Cordelia running off to Paris, planning a funeral, his mother's soon childbirth, and his not-dying love for Thomas Lightwood, may or may not let something slip about said not-dying love to Sona. (Thomastair)

Stranger Things:

You Can Think That You’re In Love When You’re Really Just In Pain: Dustin Henderson's view of his best friends crush on other best friend, and not to mention his best friend has a girlfriend who is the other best friend's sort of stepsister. (Byler)

We Were Driving In Your Car: Will and Mike go for a drive, and Mike realizes some things (Byler)

You’re Oblivious To My Feelings And That’s Fine: Will comes to Family Video ranting about his crush to Robin and Steve and accidentally slips their identity. Steve and Robin makes it their business to get them together, like good parents. (Byler)

I’m Trying To Hate You: Basically it's Will's angsty monologue on how everyone loves Mike, but no one's going to love Mike like he does. Yeah I can't write summaries. I honestly don't know what this is. (Byler, Mileven)

Tell Me What You’re Doing With That Other Guy: Mike and Max are really touchy, and the only problem with that is Max's boyfriend thinks that there might be something more going on. (Lumax, Byler)

It Would Be A Hundred Times Easier If We Were Young Again: Eleven sees something she shouldn't have and thinks about some things. Spring Break Exchange 2022 (Elmax, Byler)

Something Bad Is About To Happen To Me: I kept talking about how badly I wanted Mike to get vecna'd so I decided to suck it up and write it myself. This is how season 4 should have gone I take no criticism who are The Duffer Brothers. (Byler)

I Need To Purge My Urges: "I'm Trying To Hate You" by it's from Mike's POV. The people who loved Mike Wheeler simply didn't know enough about him. If they did, they would hate him. (Byler)

This House Don’t Feel Like Home: Christmas at the Wheeler House goes down hill fast when Mike says a few things he regrets. (Byler) (2/2)

Just To See A 1980s Horror Film: What if Steve and Robin met when he was cleaning the graffiti off the movie theatre. The prompts "Alternate meeting" and "1983" for Stobin Month. (Platonic Stobin)

I Belong With You (You Belong With Me): Steve's babysat Dustin for the past five years. Steve always babysits for Dustin. So who's this girl? OR Claudia hires both Steve and Robin to babysit the party. Prompts "Alternate First Meeting" (I really love this one for some reason) and "Babysitting" for Stobin month (Platonic Stobin)

What’s Your Favourite Scary Movie?: My rendition of Robin and Steve as Ghostface. Prompts "90s" and "Confessions" for Stobin Month (Platonic Stobin)

You Can Come Home To Me When You’re Ready: What if the vines suffocated Steve in season 4 but Nancy and Robin made it out alive? Prompt "Worms" for Platonic Stobin Month. (Platonic Stobin)

It Was A Bad Idea: When Robin showed up to her normal shift at the movie theatre, she did not to expect to find herself standing on Jonathan Byers' porch with Steve "The Hair" Harrington OR Robin goes back to the Byers' house with Steve and fights the demogorgon with him, Jonathan, and Nancy. Prompts "Monster/Ghost Hunting" and "Alternate Meeting" for Platonic Stobin Month (Platonic Stobin)

We’ll Go Crazy Together, Right?: Follow high school student El Hopper and her group of friends in the fictional town of Hawkins, Indiana, who become the targets of a mysterious killer in a Halloween costume known as Ghostface. Stranger Things Scream AU (Byler/Lumax/Platonic Stobin) (5/?)

I’m Really Not That Into Guys: During a movie night with Robin, Steve has something important to tell her. Inspired by "1980's Horror Film" By Wallows. (Platonic Stobin)

I’ll Be Home For Christmas: For a lack of a better option, Steve is forced to bring Robin home for Christmas as his fake girlfriend.(Platonic Stobin, background Steddie)

There’s No Place Like Home For The Holidays: Joyce becomes more excited for the holidays then ever when Will announces that he'll be bringing a partner home for Christmas this year. (Byler, Joyce and Will bonding)

We Don't Have To Talk About It: Ted leaves the Wheeler family, but not before he and Mike can put off the one conversation they'd been putting off having for years. Inspired by the Dawson's Creek episode, "...That is the Question" (Wheeler Family, background Byler)

Arcane:

How Beautiful: The short little Jayvik Kit/ty AU that no one asked for because I’m an emotional wreck. You don’t need to understand shadow hunter lore to enjoy the fic but it probably would be useful. (Jayvik)

The Owl House:

I Should Love You And I Swear I Do: Hunter thinks he has a crush on Willow Park. Thinks. He's also never had a friend before. (Platonic Lunter, Platonic Huntlow)

Underneath This Skin There’s A Human: The Darius and Hunter reunion we all deserved and for some reason never got. (Hunter)

Scream

If I Can’t Have You Baby: What happened after Sam and Richie ran out of the living room (Tamber)

I Wanna Hear One Song Without Thinking Of You: Tara's cleaning out her room preparing for her and Sam's move to New York and she finds a bunch of Amber's old stuff and remembers a lot of good times that don't feel so good anymore. (Tamber)

Yellowjackets

I Was The Man Still In Love With You: While in the hospital, Lottie receives an unexpected visitor. (Lottienat)

No Longer A Danger To Herself Or Others: Natalie picks Lottie up from the mental hospital (Lottienat)

#the maze runner #the dark artifices #the wicked powers #all for the game #the last hours #stranger things #the owl house #arcane #scream #Yellowjackets

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pieces-by-me · 4 years ago

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True and Upholding

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Summary: Thomas deals with a mystery he can't solve, even though he really needs to.

Warnings: mention of blood, nightmares. Some angst in there. English is not my first language.

Thomas had to hand it to the Scorch. The night sky was beautiful. Clear dark blue hues stretched over the whole horizon, not one cloud could be seen. Which also meant that he could see thousands of stars and constellations. He never imagined that he would be able to see so many stars at once, at least he couldn't remember if he ever saw so many.

He cherished these small moment of calmness. A moment to breath, sit and think instead of running for his life. The life he could remember was short. Sure he stung himself, back in the Glade, to remember the time before he went up in the box but other than him working for WICKED and helping them torment his friends, his family, nothing new and of importance came back. He couldn't remember his mother, the person who brought him into this life. All he gets when he desperately tries to come up with something he vaguely sees brown eyes, nothing more. His own mother was lost in his mind. He couldn't remember if he had siblings. He could have a brother that was still trapped within WICKED and used as a lap rat. He could have a sister that would run around in the same Scorch he sits and slowly turn into a Crank. Loosing her mind with every second that passed. Or he could simply have none. He did not know.

Sometimes he hated not knowing. He hated that he could not remember a single good moment before the Glade. He hated WICKED for taking his memories and worse of all he hated himself for working with them. How could he have done that? How could he have supported them? If you could trust Jansons words, which you normally couldn't, he didn't just work for them he worked with them and planed the Maze from the beginning. He put his friends, the people he would give his life to, through so much pain and misery that he wanted to throw up just by the thought of it. How was that possible that he himself was behind his own misery. That he himself was the reason so many of his friends morned the people they lost over the last three years.

Maybe it was better that he didn't know everything he'd done back with WICKED. It couldn't eat him up more than it already did when he thought about his past. It would kill him to know what he did exactly. And even though he hated himself for his past self, he couldn't forget the words Newt told him back in the Glade. That the people they were before the Glade didn't exist anymore. Those words gave him hope and will to become better this time. To help his friends escape the hands of WICKED. Who knows if there really was a cure to the Flare? The world was fucked and irreparable anyway.

Before his thoughts turned even darker he looked at each of his friends.

Minho laid with his head in the crook of his own elbow. His left eyebrow would twitch and his eyes would move under the lid. It was obvious that the former Runner was having a non so pleasant dream. The jerking of his left foot looked like a dog that was running when it dreamt. Maybe he even dreamed about the Maze and him being back there. But who could blame him.

Frypan was laying on his stomach and silently snoring. Drool would drop from his left corner of his mouth. Thomas thought that he probably dreamed of his favorite bacon and it made him smile just a little.

When his eyes went over Newts sleeping form Thomas's eyes stuck to his friends leg. The one that would always drag a little behind the other. He still did't know why Newt had a limb but he knew it was because of something tragic. Otherwise people would have talked about it or made a friendly joke like they would do about Frypans burnt pancakes. But every time another saw Newt struggling just a little with his leg their eyes would turn sad. Newt never accepted help and even though it made Thomas angry sometimes he could understand his friend.

His eyes stopped on the small ball of brown fabric that was on the other side of his friends. Everyone laid closer together to share heat between another but not for them. (Y/N) was not one of the Gladers. They met her together with Aris when they first came to the small compound of WICKED. Sitting together at a table only for their own. Aris told Thomas, when they were crawling through the vents, that they were the only once left. All the others from Group B were taken through the doors to be strung up as medicine source.

Ever since they all escaped WICKED Y/N was like a shadow to Aris. Never letting him out of her sight. Never being away from him more then three feet. When they would wake up her eyes would find his figure first to make sure he's still there.

She would't talk much. Not interested in exchanging stories of her maze or how they lived there. The Group would only hear her when she talked quietly to Aris. Newt thought she was just shy. Minho thought she could be dumb and simply not know how to talk. That got him a whack over the head from Teresa. “She can talk, idiot. She just doesn't want to” Silently overhearing the whole thing Y/N let the smallest of smiles slip on her lips when Minho made small huffing noises and complains over his now hurting head. While she thought no one saw Thomas did and he couldn't take his eyes from the small token of emotions that appeared on her face.

She was like a mystery to him. A mystery he desperately wanted to solve. Why? He didn't even know himself. They met literally a couple of days ago. She wouldn't share any information about her live or herself and all the things he knew he got from Aris. Who, if you would be honest, wasn't really a big help. He only knew her like four weeks longer then Thomas knew them. One thing he was for certain was that she was very protective. No one could come near Aris if she didn't let them. In the old mall she almost threw herself in front of one of the cranks to save him and almost got a heart attack when he dove towards one to break their knee with his metal bat. She would protect him and Thomas thought it was because they were both from Group B. They only had each other and their memories of their fallen friends. He understood that. He was also very protective over his friends.

“You're staring at her again.”

The voice that whispered near Thomas's ear might have been screaming it scared him so much. Turning his head with the speed of a lightning he saw Aris close to him. A little smirk grew on the younger boys face.

“I was not staring”

“Yeah you were, we both know it. And it's not the first time I caught you”

Well Thomas couldn't really deny that. Aris had caught him a couple of times and always with that stupid smirk on his face.

“Why are you always staring at her when you drift of into your own thoughts?”

“I really don't know Aris.”

Both of them were now looking at Y/N, still sound asleep. Neither one said anything for a while. Thomas was kinda glad that Aris too was awake. Come to think of it.

“Why are you awake Aris? It's not your turn for watch yet.”

The boy hiding under his hood let out a sigh that was almost shaking, but not from the cold.

“Nightmare.” Was all he answered for a time. And Thomas gave him all the time he needed. He knew or rather had an idea what kind of nightmares crawled inside the boys head.

“You want to talk about it?” His voice turned to a softness he rarely used anymore.

“We were back in our Maze. Y/N was walking me around the grounds when there was this scream. It was like nothing I ever heard before. The girl screaming sounded like she wanted to rip her own throat out.”

A sense of deja vu crawled over Thomas's skin. It sounded exactly like when he walked his first steps in the Glade and Ben screamed bloody murder. “She was stung right?”

Aris threw him a look. For a short moment forgetting that Thomas and the other boys he traveled through the scorch with had all similar experiences with their own maze.

“Yeah.... She didn't make it though. Normally they all do but with her it was just something wrong. Like her body just didn't want to be saved by the serum. She bled form everywhere. Her eyes, her ears, her nose. She even clawed at her own skin, like she wanted to escape from her own body. There was so much blood.”

Aris's voice grew more quiet with every word he said. His eyes slowly zoning on Y/N again. Like she could somehow ground him.

Thomas was shocked. He only knew that when you got stung, you get the serum and it changes you. You would be different but at least still alive. Has anyone from his maze experienced the same? He didn't even know what to say to that. But he didn't have to come up with something because Aris started talking again. Eyes still pointed on Y/N's sleeping form.

“I don't even know how the other girls felt. Rachel...” His voice broke from saying the name of a girl he couldn't save “..Rachel cried the whole day. I think the girls name was Leena. One of the Runners as you would call them. Everyone was shocked after that. Not even Harriet was ok that day. But Y/N somehow got them all back together. She gave them little things to do so everyone would get back to their work. She was also the one who dug up the grave for Leena. I helped her put the body in. I mean I didn't know the girl that died so it didn't take a tole on me than the other girls in the maze. So I figured I could help at least a little bit. When we were digging the grave she didn't say a single word to me. Just grunting when I made a mistake.”

Aris turned turned to Thomas with a little bit of a smile. It was strange seeing the distraught boy show any kind of positive emotion. “Come to think of it when you dig a grave you would think it will be easy. But no. Y/N made sure it was perfect. Directly under a tree where the sun would slowly gleam through the leafs. It was Leena's favorite place to rest after a stressful day. And then, when we were done, she sat down by the grave and cried. I did't know what to do so I just sat next to her and held her. She said 'Thank you' and left. After that we become closer than before. I mean you kinda do when you bury a body together.” It was supposed to be a little joke, but the reality made it bitter. “That was it. That was my nightmare.”

The small wind that picked up sand took Aris's words with it. What the hell were you supposed to answer to that? Thomas didn't know so the quiet spread wider the longer he thought about something to say. He looked over to the younger boy and saw that his eyes were once again trained on Y/N. She had turned in her sleep and was now facing the boys. Her features calm and peaceful. Not plagued with worry or fear. That was a facial feature that was typically found on her face.

Worry for her friend. Worry for the situation they were all in. Fear of never ending hopelessness. Fear of never finding this so called 'Save Haven' and always being on the run. Fear of ending up like Rachel or all the other girls that didn't make it. You could see it on her face. She was not one for masking it. She showed everyone what she though. A fact that made her even more intriguing to Thomas than what he already felt for the girl across from him. He admired the fact that she was true to herself and her feelings and that she wouldn't let anyone take them away. He found it out himself when they first met that she was not one for taking orders from people she didn't know or trust. And he and his friends were exactly that. Aris only told and showed him everything he knew about WICKED when she gave the ok. And Aris said it was always like it. Even back in the maze where she wasn't even the leader. That was Harriet. But she was their guidance.

Someone to talk to when you felt like shit. Someone who would give you advice if you asked. Someone caring in a world where you faced death almost every day. Someone that would do anything to make sure you were ok. She was that person to Group B. And as Thomas's gaze left her form for a second and landed on the sleeping boy closest to him, the one that was the first person to utter nice and encouraging words to him, he figured that Y/N and Newt took on the same role in the different mazes. They held everything together an never asked for something. They were the once that took care of everyone but would forget to take care of themselves in the process.

“The sun will not come up for a couple of hours Aris, why don't you try to sleep some more?” Thomas's thoughts brought him back to a place where he wanted to be alone again and Aris really needed some good sleep after his nightmare so Thomas thought: two birds with one stone.

“Yeah. Maybe that's a good idea. You ok sitting here alone? Not going to ogle on a certain someone?” There was a smirk on Aris's face again and Thomas was glad that after their not so pleasant conversation the boy could still tease him.

“Yeah I'm definitely capable of looking over a bunch of smelly boys while they sleep.” His smirk was matching Aris and after a non verbal good night nod he went back to his previous place and shut his eyes. Hoping that this time hes not plagued with dreams of dying girls.

The rest of the short night was uneventful. No one woke up, no one had anther nightmare and for once the Gladeres were well rested. Well as well rested as you could be while sleeping on sand with nothing to help keep the wind away. They all had small portions of food that they had brought with them. Water canteens where handed around and shared. And after thirty minutes of “breakfast”, and a small comment from Frypan how this was the worst breakfast he had ever seen, they packed up their things and made their way back to the mountains.

Words were few and far between because they all wanted to save their energy for walking. Here and there were murmurs from conversations of countless of meaningless things. Minoh and Newt walking together sometimes talking about their old home. Frypan whistling a song no one except him knew. Theresa and Aris walking without any contact to another person. Thomas was about to make a full circle to see where the last one of their fellowship was when someone tapped on his left shoulder. Making him spin in that direction and coming face to face with the one that was missing.

“Hey”

God even her voice was mysterious and quiet. Small but without a doubt people would listen to anything she would say. He was kind of curious what she wanted from him. She was never the one that sought out talking to anyone but Aris.

“Hey, whats up?” Really that was his answer? He couldn't come up with something better?

“What you did last night was really kind of you.”

What did she mean by that? Thomas face must have portrayed his confusion because there was a small smile growing on Y/N face. One that he wanted to stay there.

“That you helped Aris with his nightmare and listened to him.” Her eyes landed on the boy that walked a couple of meters in front of them. Making sure that he was there and ok.

“You were awake?”

“Yeah, I heard him struggling to stand up and just as I wanted to call to him he went to you. After I knew he was ok with you I fell back asleep”

“Oh....how much did you hear?” His voice wobbled a little at the end.

“Well I heard Aris walking to you and telling you about his nightmare. Caught how he told you what happened to Leena.” She paused after that for a second. Pain and loss seeped into her eyes. As to not dwell on the sad topic she pulled the best, fake, believable smile on her face and with the next words she made Thomas's face red in seconds.

“I also heard that you sometimes stare at me.”

“Well..I- that's not...” He felt like his eyes bulged out of his scull. What do you respond to that? His face was stuck in an expression of shock and dread. How the hell can he answer to that without sounding like a creep or idiot. His fumbled attempt to save his dignity was interrupted by the most beautiful sound he ever heard.

Y/N was laughing. Actually laughing. He was sure that even the others were pausing and looking at her. Well at them more precise. Her holding her stomach a little and him looking like he'd seen crank on a unicycle. It was the surrealist sound he could have ever heard in the Scorch. Not because it was out of this world or anything, no.

Because Y/N laughing, here in this deep pit of sand, was just not fitting for the scene.

But, he never wanted her to stop.

It filled him with longing for something he couldn't tell. Something warm and pure. Something whole and save. True and upholding. Something you didn't find in the Scorch.

In the short minutes her joyous sound filled the air all seemed right. Thomas looked at her again and couldn't help but laugh as well.

After a few breathers Y/N caught herself and with slightly red cheeks she turned to the boy.

“Don't worry Thomas, I sometimes stare at you too.”

WHAT? She couldn't mean it like he thought and does himself right?

“I mean we are basically all strangers, being literally thrown into a huge litter box of shit and then fighting for our lives again. It's normal to be paranoid and keeping an eye on one another. Making sure no one does something wrong”

'Oh, she did it out of distrust.' Thomas couldn't really blame her. He knew what she went through, hell he went through it himself and only for a month. She was stuck in her maze for only she knows how long. But she talked to him know. She must have seen something in him to open up even only a smidge. That was a start and he would take it.

“Well I originally wanted to talk to you because....I wanted to say thank you.”

A pause and their eyes met. Thomas could see only honesty in her and the warm feeling slowly made itself known again.

“For taking care of Aris and....and for taking us with you when we were all back at WICKED. I don't know what would have happened to Aris and I if you hadn't taken us with you. Even with all the paranoia and distrust you still did. So really.. thank you.”

He was at a loss of words. Again. The only thing he did was nod his head and letting out an almost breathy “sure”. With only a small smile on her lips, one that caught his eyes and made them stuck there for a moment longer then intended, she slowly made her took steppes away from him and made it back at the end of the group.

After processing what just happened he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Dude she talked to you and you totally made an idiot of yourself. Nice going. Next time try to use words not not catch flies with your mouth man.”

Minho, helpful as always. With his bantering words he friendly slapped Thomas on his shoulder and went back next to Frypan. 'You would look even more ridiculous with your hair sticking up in all directions.' But his buff friend was right with one thing. He really needed to use his words next time and not make himself look like a fool.

Next time he would do it. He would talk to her like a normal human being and not blabber like a six year old. He would discover more from her past, well the things she's willing to share with him, and get to know her better. Somehow he truly needed to know her. Or know her again? All this thinking made his head a bit woozy. But then again that could be the heat and dehydration.

But one thing was for curtain. Tonight he would make a plan so he could talk to her again. He would lay under the stars, watching over his friends, hoping that the memory of her laughter would lull him to a peaceful sleep.

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Let me know if you guys liked it and I hope you all have an amazing day/night ✨

#maze runner #maze runner imagine #maze runner x reader #the scorch trials #the scorch trials imagine #death cure #thomas #thomas x reader #maze runner thomas #thomas imagine #thomas x y/n #my work #thomas fic

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catonafence · 4 years ago

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Ok so what about

The Maze Runner and The Owl House crossover?

So if you don't know what The Maze Runner is then let me inform you with the basics. If you do then you can skip through. (Psst. Spoiler Warning):

1. The Maze Runner is a movie about a zombie apocalypse.

2. Well, it's not just one movie. It has 3 parts (and there's probably gonna be a part 4 but surely not this year):

1. The Maze Runner: The Escape

2. The Maze Runner: The Scorch Trials

3. The Maze Runner: The Death Cure

3. The story is about a young man, called Thomas, around the age of 20 (maybe) that got sent in a maze that has a circular shape. In the middle there is a green land called "The Glade" where Thomas was sent somewhere from below the maze, with an elevator.

4. There, he get's thrown out by a guy named Gally and soon befriends Alby, Newt, Minho, Frypan and Chuck.

5. I suggest you watch all the three parts to understand what i'm about to ramble about. Trust me. You won't regret it. It has everything in it. Horror, action, romance, angst, e v e r y t h i n g .

This random idea came to me once i decided to watch the movie once again.

So, i suppose that if you know the movie(s) you won't have trouble with knowing the characters and the plot.

Speaking of characters:

Thomas = Luz

Newt = Willow

Minho = Gus

Gally = Boscha

Brenda = Amity

Chuck = King (lol sorry not sorry)

Ava = Belos

Vince = Hooty (everyone just makes fun of him so i felt bad and gave him a cool role and a not-so-annoying personality)

Mary = Camila

Winston = Skara

Janson = Lilith

Ben = Matt

The rest stay the same 'cause i'm out of ideas and it's 1AM.

Their personalities change like in the movie, but not fully.

Their genders stay the same like in the show because... gay.

Ages:

Luz, Boscha, Willow, Amity and the others are around 20-23. Only Gus and Matt are 19.

Belos, Eda and Lilith stay the same. Only Camila get's older. Pretty close to her 50-60's.

King = 12

Hooty = I don't know how old Vince is but i guess he's around 40?

In the first movie we see Luz getting dragged out of the elevator.. Cage.. Whatever you like to call it, by Boscha. Now, Boscha is really strong and tall in this AU, just like Gally.

Luz is immune to The Flare disease, like Thomas, and dosen't really get affected when she gets attacked by Matt.

King isn't actually his name. It's a nickname that he gave himself. He never really remembered his name so everyone went along with it. At the part where King showed Luz the toy he explained that it was given by his adoptive mother, which is Eda. She and Lilith are still, well, were still sisters in this AU. King is still very demanding and instead of calling himself the "King Of Demons" he say's that he's the "King Of Grievers".

Luz and Teresa don't actually share any romantic feelings towards each other in this AU but they do get along pretty well at first.

Lol image how Boscha would look like when she got stung by that Griever.

R.I.P. King

Skara is more friendlier and naive.

Luz is just like Thomas.

Willow and Gus switch their accents 'cause it fits them better. They and Luz are still good friends.

Luz cried even in the helicopter which made the situation more awkward but Willow and Gus were there to calm her down.

Boscha isn't that much of a bitch tho. (Even if she made Luz eat the dirt when they fought)

Imagining Camila sending Luz away when she was a kid was heartbreaking even for me :'(

Not even I like Lilith in this AU. She does have that Janson fake smile trick that she always does and seems calm but actually she get's pissed off easily, unlike Janson.

Could you belive it? Luz having more conversations with Lilith than Eda? Well, i mean, Eda is dead but whatever.

Belos and Ava are the same irjdnf

They're both WCKD. Get it? 'cause they're both evil?

Ha ha

Yeah, i ruined the whole mood

Luz is not that serious like Thomas tho.

Frypan didn't really have any connections with Skara so he wasn't at the verge of crying when he had to say goodbye to her. Tho it was still kinda sad, man. :/

Amity is just like Brenda, but she dosen't swear. That's all. She's still very bitchy about everything lol

Jorge and Amity still have that father-daughter dynamic.

Luz and Amity develop a pretty strong bond, down there, in the sewers.

They actually start panicking when Amity get's infected.

When Amity and Luz kiss at the party ('cause that's some strong booze) Luz dosen't see Teresa instead of Amity, but she does see the other hallucinations.

After Jorge comes to rescue them Teresa is still the one who wakes Luz up.

None of them know that Luz and Ams kissed. Not even those two. They were too drunk to remember lol

When The Right Arm finds them and Amity passes out Luz is actually glad to donate blood to her.

Camila actually hugs Luz. Camila may be like Mary but she still loves her daughter.

When Amity tells Luz about her past she dosen't talk about George, of course, because George dosen't exist in this AU. Instead, she talks about her siblings.

Sounds cringe but Willow calls Luz "Luzzy" before Luz goes to talk to Teresa at the rocks.

Luz still punches Boscha in the face.

Luz get's very concerned about Willow once she finds out that her friend is infected.

Amity really dosen't trust Teresa.

She still likes kids alot.

Willow goes nuts tho.

She f e r a l

Rebellion. Ayayay...

Watching Willow turn wasn't easy for neither of them.

Killing her was even worse.

It was funny when Lilith just killed Belos so easily.

The part where Lilith shot Luz reminds me of one specific Lumity fic. It's just that instead of Amity, it was Teresa that was beside her.

Again, Luz and Teresa didn't kiss.

Amity freaked out so bad she nearly had a heart attack when she saw Luz in that state xd

When Luz wakes up she puts on the necklace from Willow.

And because i can't just leave it like that, Amity kissed Luz at the campfire.

That's it, folks. I hope you enjoyed this crazy AU of mine. I spent an hour writting this xd

#the maze runner #the owl house #lumity #im too tired of writting anymore #prob gonna edit this tomorrow #in my country

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