#and before you come for me and try to tell me “thats not a newt” “you dont know what a newt looks like” “thats a frog” or smthn-

[plebplush]

this is me telepathically telling you to play blazing beaks.

it's me and my partners ... second favourite game to play together on the switch ( minecraft stays #1 ) (would be turnip boy but we've already 100%d both of them)

if you like my art, you probably like birds, and this game HAS BIRDS 🐦‼️🚨😎

personally a big fan of bullet hell games. despite not being very good at them.

plus the art style of the game is just the most darling dearest and adorable, i love the birdie sprites with all my heart.

[dreamkidddream]

Hello! Would it be alright to request Scenario 8 for Mammon? ♡♡ I dont know if you take like additional requests onto the prompt but itd be nice if the MC was very soft and never usually got into trouble themselves haha, but thats all! Hope this isnt too much sorry ;3;

Ever since the Doll!MC headcanons I have developed a soft spot for soft MC 😌💓 (I am so sorry for the cornyness lol) but this isn’t Doll!MC it’s just a soft MC. Ngl, I didn’t know whether this was interpreted as MC arguing or Mammon arguing and after rewriting this like 3 times I just went with soft MC being the one arguing. They’re still soft so hope that’s okay 😭! Reader is gender neutral!

Prompt Scenario: “Person B gets into a heated argument with someone. Person B begins threatening them, so Person A picks up Person B and carries/drags them out of the room before anyone gets hurts.” with Mammon!

You and Mammon went to the café after school to study and do some homework, after he convinced you that the “environment” would totally help him focus (where really it was for just a break and some time to spend with you, but you’re fine with that), and dragged you here. You’re trying to help him with his Hexes and Curses homework, but you two are having too much fun eating the variety of pastries and laughing together, so you suggested a quick break to get back focused.

“See MC, told ya this is a good idea!” Taking a bite of your slice of cake, he leaned back, arms folded behind his head. “And look at how much we’re getting done!” Well he wasn’t wrong, he does seem like he’s understanding the material more, and he’s actually getting some of his work done instead of putting it off like usual. Plus, he’s relaxed, genuinely smiling, and that’s enough for you to be smiling too.

“Well you were right! After all, they don’t call you the Great Mammon for nothing.”

“Y-Yeah! You got that right!” He couldn’t even hide the blush on his face quick enough, but you just laughed softly at him, eating some more. “Now, are you ready to do some more work? If we start now we might have time to-”

“Oh my Diavolo, do you ever shut up?”

You both froze, and Mammon looked past your head to pinpoint the source of the voice. Neither of you recognized the demon, but it didn’t take long for Mammon to growl at them. “Oi! Who the hell do you think you’re talking to-”

“Mammon please, it’s okay! I was probably being a little loud”, you tapped his hand and turned to face the demon. “Sorry about that! I didn’t mean to disturb you-”

“You’re really going to listen to this human? What are you, their dog?” He just laughed, wiping a fake tear from his eye. “You’re the Avatar of Greed, supposedly the strongest right under Lucifer himself, and you’re letting this tell you what to do? HAH! How pathetic.”

Mammon opened his mouth, no doubt ready to argue, but you beat him to it.

“Hey! You shouldn’t say that, he’s not pathetic!”

“He is if he’s lowering himself to your standards. Geez, even following that shady wizard Salmon would've been better than this."

"Actually, his name is Solomon, and that's not very nice to say either-"

"Does it look like I care? Cause I don't. All you humans are the same to me anyway; always beneath me."

You just sighed and turned back around, he isn't worth the trouble. Even after your time down here, while most demons have come to terms with bettering the relationship between you two, some still held onto their beliefs and were highly against it. Mammon was fuming across the table, slamming his textbook closed and shoving whatever papers he could inside his bag. He's trying to keep his cool, but just hearing the words coming out of his mouth is making his patience run thin, and he doesn't need to lose control in front of you. "C'mon MC, let's go."

"Huh, Mammon, you sure? We haven't finished our work yet."

"It's fine, we can do it at home. Besides, it's almost time for dinner and Satan's makin' dried blackberry newt legs, and I don't want Beel to eat 'em all again!"

You couldn't stop the guilt from bubbling in your stomach after you saw the fake smile he sent your way, but you understood. Your time was spoiled by this stranger, but you promise to make it up to him in anyway you can! His hand was already on the door, pushing it open-

"Tch, no wonder everybody sees you as a disgrace."

“Oh yeah?! Come say that to my fac-” He spun around, moving his way towards the man-

“What is your problem?”

Mammon is shocked. You, the most delicate and soft-spoken person he’s ever came in contact with, who never gets in trouble, so kind that he swears that you’re an real angel, who hated any type of conflict, is actively arguing in his defense.

"You all are always picking on him, always attacking him for no reason! It's not right, it's not fair, and he doesn't deserve that kind of treatment!" You couldn't stop the tears welling up in your eyes. "Why can't you see how much that hurts him? Why can't you bring yourself to care?! Just because you're a demon doesn't mean you have to act so heartless!"

Now the café was going quiet, both customers and employees looking on at the dispute.

"You're just being so mean, acting so ugly, and for no reason too! You're talking about how much a disgrace he is, but look at how you're acting. If anything, you're the one being a disgrace right now."

"Do you think I'm going to let a weakling like you talk down to me?!"

"And you think I'm going to let you keep attacking Mammon?!"

“Oh yeah, what are you gonna do about it if I do? Cry some more?”

"No, but what I will do is- EEP!"

You couldn't stop the squeak coming from your lips as you felt yourself being swept off your feet, literally. You got even more flustered when you saw Mammon's exposed chest and felt just how hot his skin was against yours. You felt the breeze of the Devildom air hit your face, and then remember seeing everything in a blur as he took off in the night sky.

---

"Hey MC, you okay?"

Mammon stood outside your door with your dinner, fidgeting and shuffling nervously foot to foot. Once you two got home, you stormed to your room, tears barely being held back. He went to follow suit, but was stopped by the others who were both worried and ready to rip him a new one all at once. After being grilled and explaining everything, Lucifer ordered everyone to leave you be for now, and that he will personally see to having this matter resolved. Mammon didn't even eat for dinner, instead taking your plate and rushing to your room, waiting.

He knocked softly on your door again, with no response. That's fine, he'll wait out here all night if he needs to. "I'm sorry about tonight. I-I messed up, I should have stepped in sooner. I'm suppose to be your protector, your first man, and I screwed that up. How am I suppose to be there for you if I can't even protect ya from something like this?"

He doesn't know when the tears started welling in his eyes or when they started to roll down his cheeks, but he didn't care. It wasn't important right now. "Just- I'm sorry, MC. Give me another chance! I care- I care too much about ya to let something happen to you, and I just knew that if we stayed there any longer, I-I don't know what would've happened."

And he wasn't lying. He's the brother known for his patience, and the only one besides Asmo that hasn't transformed out of anger to you, but he could feel his restrain slipping away the more he listened to that man. He couldn't remember the last time he lost his temper and transformed besides from today, and the only thing he could think of is getting you both out of that situation, before he does something that he might regret (or at least, regret doing it in front of you).

"And you stuck up for me, for me, of all people. I don't know how many people would do that", he gave a dry chuckle. "I don't wanna lose you, MC. Even if-if you stay mad at me forever, I won't stop protecting you. I won't stop caring for you. I won't stop loving you-"

The door opened and he dropped the food, after you jumped onto him and he had to catch you. His heart cracked after he heard you sobbing, but he was left dumbfounded after you could hear you laughing too.

"Oh M-M-Mammon, I love you too!"

You weren't mad at him, nowhere near. It's just that you could feel your heart breaking every time this happened, and you never understood why people had to make him their personal punching bag all the time. You hated how everyone treated him like he was unimportant, just a waste of time, and you don't know how many times you almost cried because of it. He always tried to brush it off like it was nothing, and show you a quick smile to try and change the subject, but you could tell that those comments do get to him, no matter how much of a facade he tries to put on.

Peppering his face with kisses, he didn't have it in him to shove you away (not like he was going to anyway, your kisses are to die for). But you still needed to eat, and he wanted to see your face light up when you see that he saved some leftover cake for you guys to share.

After he's done getting attacked and berated, you're always there to pick him up afterwards. Hugging him tightly, murmuring words of comfort, anything that can lift his spirits and show that he's cared for. You always do your best to make sure that he knows that he is loved, even if it's just you showing him. You let it be known that he deserves better, he doesn't deserve that kind of treatment, and you always make sure that you do everything in your power to remind him of that.

He thinks that it’s time to return the favor, and tonight would be a good opportunity to start.

[magnoliabloomfield]

Possession 14

This one is so long!! The next one will be the finale. This one has a trigger warning for crude remarks of a sexual nature to incite anger and violence, but it's nothing above a PG13 rating. And we finally get some hot cinnamon fluff, as spicy as I go lol

~~~~

Nothing in the short span of Nikola’s memorable life was harder than trying to keep a platonic distance between her and Gally. All that went through her head was that determined look on his face and the words ‘I’m yours’ passing his lips. She knew what he meant really amounted to ‘I’m your friend’, but ‘I’m yours’ just sounded so good.

Even though Alby had been helpful when Shawn had pulled his stunt, Nikola started to feel some negativity toward him, somehow blaming only him for the rule about belonging. Who had the right to dictate who one could and couldn’t belong to? She was also plenty mad at Shawn too for a lot more.

There was one day where she was thoroughly distracted though, her thoughts were far away from Alby and Shawn, and even Gally was pushed back ever so slightly. One of the goats had given birth but didn’t survive it. Nikola was caring for the orphaned kid and received much needed help and support from the dog cleverly named Bark. Honestly, boys had no imagination.

Winston had said that taking care of the kid was more trouble than it was worth, that he could put a quick and painless end to it, and Nikola was horrified.

“If you take that attitude with poor baby animals you’ll soon be taking it with human beings,” she had told him. “And the last thing we need inside the glade is people acting like the ones who sent us here.”

That had shut him up right quick, in fact, he got quite contemplative about his role as a slicer after that. He must have told others about it because soon some of the other boys were coming to check on the goat or offering to watch it while she tended to other things she needed to do. It was a positive turn on things in the glade and her position in their little world. Maybe she had gained some respect, maybe she had become more than an object in some of their minds and achieved real human status.

Either way, it lulled her into a place of comfort where she never would have guessed what was about to happen.

As she sat in the grass watching Bark be the little goat’s cheerleader as it took wobbly steps around the meadow, a shadow loomed over her. She looked up, hoping to see Gally, but she already had a bad feeling in her gut.

Shawn stood over her, hands stuffed in his pockets and looking out over the meadow as well. She didn’t say anything to him, just stared and waited a moment for him to say something. When he remained silent she turned back to what she was doing even though turning her back on him made her feel nervous. Still, she tried not to show fear.

“You don’t like me very much,” he finally stated.

“Have you given me a reason to like you?” she responded, not looking at him still.

“But you didn’t even like me before I did… that,” he pointed out, meaning the stunt he pulled trying to get her and Gally in trouble.

“That’s true,” she didn’t even lie. “And it turns out my gut was right.”

“Are you sure it wasn’t because you already liked someone else? Liked them more than you should?”

Nikola felt a confrontational spirit overtake her body and she whirled around to look at him, to let fly some angry words, but he had turned and started walking off before she could get one of them off her tongue. Somehow he wasn’t worth chasing down, but what he said bothered her long after he was gone.

~~~~

Gally was in the deadheads, collecting wood again. Nikola had been so enamored with caring for the kid and so many boys had gotten on board with being a bit more empathetic that Gally thought he would build something where any other pregnant animals could safely and comfortably give birth and care for their little ones.

Really though, Winston had told him and some of the others what she had said to him and Gally took it to heart as many of the others had as well. They did not want to have anything in common with the people who sent them there. And the only proper role model was bright, hopeful, empathetic Nikola.

As Gally’s thoughts wandered around the subject of her he wandered farther into the deadheads, not noticing how he was getting farther from the other builders out there with him.

He was imagining a house he would build by the ocean, a white house made of good wood with a proper door and windows and roof. He’d build it for Nikola and she deserved the best. Of course, in his imagination they lived in it together. They would stroll along the beach, hand in hand, with no one to cause them problems, and when they were done they’d return to their safe, warm house. There would be no glade, no maze, no wicked. Just them and peace.

“Oh Gally, Gally, Gally,” someone sighed, breaking him out of his daydreams.

He looked over and noticed Shawn with two other baggers and his guts tied themselves in knots. He was there to cause trouble again. This time Alby and Newt weren’t around, they were secluded, which probably meant they were going to attempt to beat the shuck out of him he guessed.

With a sigh of his own Gally tossed aside the wood he had collected and brushed the dirt off his hands. He was almost glad to have an opportunity to cause Shawn physical pain. He stared the other boy down in silence just waiting for a reason.

Shawn wasn’t much of a fan of Gally and Nikola’s tendency to hold their tongues, a talent he himself did not possess. Shawn glanced down with a slight chuckle, shaking his head at the ridiculous situation.

“I don’t get it,” Shawn said to Gally with fake sincerity. “Maybe you can explain it to me, help me understand. How did you get Nikola to like you so much?”

Gally crossed his arms and didn’t respond to the obviously rhetorical question.

“I mean, you’re one of the ugliest shanks here,” Shawn said, unable to hold back his malicious grin while his friends chuckled behind him.

Gally wouldn’t be provoked by simple insults.

“No one here really likes you. You’re a bossy, demanding, control freak who can’t take a joke and thinks he’s smarter than everyone else,” Shawn went on eyeing Gally up for his reaction to that. The fair and freckled builder had not turned even the slightest shade of red, which made Shawn switch up his tactic. “Nikola is nothing like you. She likes to put on her mask and seem tough, but, ooh… she is soft. Isn’t she?”

Shawn had stepped up to Gally and spoke softer, laying it on thick. “Is she soft Gally? Do you even know? I bet she is under all those clothes, soft enough to sink your teeth into,” Shawn smiled when a crimson shade started blooming behind Gally’s unmoved expression. He was getting on the right track now. “I want to take a bite so bad, you know? I bet she tastes so good, even down to her p-“

Gally’s hands shot out and grabbed the front of his shirt, almost yanking him off his feet. Shawn wanted Gally to land the first blow and he was close, but no cigar.

“Is there a point to all this?” Gally asked, shoving Shawn away from him.

“I’m just making conversation on our common interest,” Shawn said holding his hands up. “You know what I mean, right? You’ve thought about it, don’t try to tell me you haven’t.”

Shawn and his goons laughed but Gally didn’t react. He suddenly felt bad that he’d in fact had thoughts about Nikola that were less than platonic, but not nearly as skeevy as what Shaw was getting at.

“But there’s something serious I want to ask you, big guy, did you really get in there? Because I’m just wondering how loose things are going to be when I get to her-“

And thats when Gally’s fist connected with his skull. Shawn was knocked to the ground with unpredicted force, but Gally was instantly over him trying to haul him back up by the front of his shirt as the other boys came to Shawn’s defense. They tried to separate them, the whole idea was to get Gally put in the pit or banished for harming another glader, then the biggest obstacle between Shawn and Nikola would be gone.

Gally was so angry he could hardly be restrained even as he was outnumbered. He managed to get Shawn back up on his feet, hands still gripping his shirt even as the other boys tried to gain control over his arms. He couldn’t get another punch in this way so he did what he could and smashed Shawn’s nose with his forehead.

Shawn flew back with a cry of pain as he held his nose, launched out of Gally’s grip. He could barely keep his watering eyes open but he managed to throw a punch and land it on Gally’s face as the others held him back as best they could.

“I thought he was just supposed to hit you?” One of the boys questioned.

“Shuck that,” Shawn growled as blood and tears streamed down his face. “He’s getting what he deserves.”

With his brute strength alone, Gally made quite an impressive stand for as long as he could, but three against one were never favorable odds. No one was walking away from the encounter without injury, but Gally was taking the brunt of it as it went on. He didn’t care, he’d rather be their target than Nikola. He’d take as many punches as he had to for her.

“Gally!”

‘Oh. Oh God no,’ Gally thought as his guts plummeted even as he was kicked in the ribs. He hoped it was brain damage and not that Nikola was actually there.

Shawn looked behind him, moving enough to expose Nikola standing there in the deadheads with a look of horror on her face.

‘Run!’ Gally begged her in his mind as he spat blood from his mouth and fought to catch his breath.

Shawn sprinted for her and she turned to run, half a cry for help passing her lips before Shawn clamped his hand over her mouth and wrapped his other arm tightly around her. She kicked, thrashed and struggled so hard it made Gally proud of her as he tried to summon all his strength to get up and defend her. He knocked the legs out of under one boy and tried to get to his own feet. The other boy tackled him back down to the ground and soon enough the first one assisted in weighing him down.

She really was giving Shawn a run for his money and almost slipped out of his grip when she bucked and then went dead weight. He managed to grab her pony tail and wrap it around his hand so she couldn’t pull free. His other hand had slipped from her mouth for a moment and she did her best to scream again but Shawn’s hand slapped across her mouth again as he kept her low to the ground by her hair.

“Shut up, you stupid- Ah!” Shawn was the one screaming now, a long, loud, sustained cry of pain that alerted the glade as well as anything Nikola could have produced herself.

Gally tried to see what was going on and could only gather that his hand was still near her mouth. He couldn’t take her being in danger, he had to do something, he had to get to her, he promised he’d protect her. Pure adrenaline, fear, and something else coursed through his system and he forced himself to ignore the pain. He pushed himself up with a yell of exertion and managed to elbow one boy in the jaw hard. Gally rolled over on the other boy and elbowed him hard in the side before he tried getting up as quickly as possible. It was hard, too hard and would take too long so he tried to army crawl away and hopefully he’d work his feet back under himself as he went.

But help had finally arrived. There were so many boys around Shawn and Nikola now, all clamoring over the sustained sound of Shawn’s wounded wails. Some other boys broke away and grabbed up the ones that had held Gally down. Alby, Clint, and Jeff were towing Shawn away already and then Nikola was pushing her way through Newt and Minho who were trying to see if she was ok. She sprinted over to where Gally had finally gotten up on his hands and knees and fell to her own in front of him.

“Gally! Oh my god,” her voice shook as much as her hands as they gently took him by the shoulders. “Is anything broken?”

He managed to push himself up onto his knees and sit back on his heels. He finally got a good look at her and saw a bruise already forming next to her eye and blood around her mouth.

“Are you ok?” He asked her, looking at the blood with concern, reaching up and touching her chin.

“I’m fine,” she shook her head, impatient to find out if he was ok. “It’s Shawn’s, I bit him.”

“You bit him?” Gally repeated sounding amused as a smile tugged his split lip painfully.

“I’ve never seen him smile after getting his ass kicked,” Newt said with concern as he knelt beside Nikola in front of Gally.

“I’ve never seen him get his ass kicked,” Minho mumbled as he stood behind them.

“We should get him to the infirmary,” Newt said which Nikola whole heartedly agreed with.

“But Shawn is in there now getting put back together, probably gonna be a while since you practically degloved his finger,” Minho pointed out.

“You did?” Gally panted, impressed.

“No, and that’s not important right now,” she said agitatedly. “Can we help Gally, please?”

“I’m alright, I’m alright,” Gally waved them off as he tried to sit more comfortably.

“Uh, no. You’re not,” Nikola said as she gently placed her hand over his bruised and bloodied one.

“No broken legs, no broken arms,” Gally said before using his free hand to feel his abdomen. “And no broken ribs. I’ll be ok.”

“Gally,” Nikola started to complain, her eyes sadly staring deep into his. It made him feel better.

“What happened?” Newt asked him.

Gally sighed and tried to roll his eyes but it only made him feel dizzy. “Shawn came out here to get me alone and beat me up. As you can see.”

“He just came out here and started throwing punches?” Minho piped up.

“No,” Gally admitted as he looked down and brushed his thumb gently over Nikola’s fingers still resting on his hand. “He made me hit him first.”

“He made you,” Minho repeated incredulously.

“Yes, he did,” Gally said firmly as he looked up at Minho before glancing quickly but meaningfully at Nikola.

“What?” she asked softly. Of course she noticed, she hadn’t taken her eyes off him for a second, but now she slowly pulled her hand back. “It was because of me?”

“No, Nikola, it’s not your fault,” Gally tried to tell her, reaching out for her again.

“But it’s because of me,” she said more firmly as she got more upset.

“No,” Gally said even as her eyes got shiny and she got to her feet. “Nikola, wait.”

She took a few steps backwards and her hands covered her mouth before she turned a hurried off.

Gally gave an exasperated groan as he tried to get up on his feet to go after her.

“Hold on,” Newt said, halting him.

“No, I can’t let her think this is her fault,” Gally fought him weakly.

“I think she’ll live if you let her cry in peace for a moment, she’s processing what Shawn just did to her too,” Newt said.

“She shouldn’t be alone,” Gally argued with that too and Newt saw an unfamiliar emotion in his eyes, a concern bordering on desperate.

“I’ll keep an eye on her,” Minho said before sprinting off after her.

“He hurt her, he put his hands on her,” Gally said as dark anger covered up the raw and tender emotion that was there before, his eyes even took a glassy sheen that pooled but would not spill over his lower lashes.

“I know he did,” Newt assured him. “And he’s going to pay for it.”

~~~~

Eventually they moved Shawn out of the medhut even though he still needed attention, and Newt helped Gally there for his turn. He kept an eye out for Nikola all the way there and only gave in to his pathetic despair once the medhut door shut behind him. He lay with a heavy groan on the cot, gravity pulling a tear from the corner of his eye. He covered his eyes with one arm, even though it hurt to rest it over his bruised face, so neither medjack could see it.

“You put up a good fight,” Jeff said after checking him over. “Nothing too terrible here… hang tight for minute, ok?”

Gally just sighed as he heard the door close behind him, the chatter of the glade murmuring through the walls around him. He just thought about Nikola and the look on her face, how she screamed his name and tried to help him. He wanted to feel angry, angry at Shawn for laying a finger on her, wanted to shove him through the maze doors that very night, but all he felt was a sadness, deep and aching. He wanted to see Nikola and make sure she was ok.

The door opened and closed again with an extra thud and footsteps approached him. He didn’t move a muscle or give it a thought until he felt her hand on his again. He pulled his arm down and ignored the scream of his muscles and bruises as he pulled himself to a sitting position, swinging his legs over the side of cot.

“Nikola,” he breathed, all other speaking ability leaving his head as he looked at her sitting in front of him.

“Hey,” she said giving him an uncertain half smile. “The medjacks are short staffed today, so I’ll take care of you, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course I don’t,” he said, the very idea that he would mind was ridiculous.

Still he didn’t really know what to say to her as she started cleaning and bandaging his wounds starting with his hands. Her face was turned down as she focused on them and he watched her, feeling her gentle and caring touch on his large, rough hands. She was being more thorough and precise than Clint or Jeff had ever been.

After finishing his hands in silence she looked up at him for the first time since she came in, her eyes darting between each bruise and cut. Suddenly her chin was wobbling and the corners of her mouth turned down. In a matter of moments she was crying and he had no idea what to do. Her hands gently touched his face as she kept looking at his injuries.

“Look what they did to you,” she said quietly through the tears she was trying to hold back, leaning in closer to him. “I never wanted anyone to get hurt, but especially not you,” she said as the tears forced their way out, and then her arms gently wound themselves around his shoulders and tried to pull her closer to him.

It was too big of a stretch so she just moved herself right onto his lap, burying her face in his shoulder and crying. The pain left as his body became aware only of hers pressed against him. He rested his chin on her shoulder in return and carefully held her, feeling her there under his fingertips like a dream come to life.

She lifted her head, her sobs dying down and slowing altogether as she stayed there with her cheek against his. He dared not move, he wasn’t ready for the dream to end. She pulled back slowly, her cheek brushing his and then her nose as she turned her face. She was moving slowly, keeping her face close to his. Her nose brushed against his and he felt like his heart had caught flame and was whistling off like a firecracker. And when those soft, pink lips brushed over his, pressing a brief and gentle kiss there the firecracker exploded.

She pulled back to look at him, her red and puffy eyes taking him in. “You let me do that,” she observed, biting her lip to hold in a smile. “If you minded-“

“I would have said so,” he replied watching her look at him with as much tender adoration as he felt for her.

She smiled before she leaned in, carefully bringing her lips to his split and bruised mouth and he kissed her back this time, he didn’t care how much his lip hurt, it didn’t matter, it was nothing. She was everything. He brought a hand to her face as he felt one of hers on the back of his neck while the other slipped over his shoulder and down his chest. It slipped back up till both of her hands were cradling his neck as he kissed her again. They pulled away an inch or so and looked into each other’s eyes, his hand resting on her shoulder. He never wanted to let her go.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a while,” she admitted, bringing a bashful blush to his face. “But I didn’t know if you felt the same, or if you’d just settle for me since I’m the only girl around.”

He swallowed and tilted her chin back up to look at him. “You’re the best thing that will ever happen to me.”

That must have been the right answer because it brought on more tears and another kiss.

“Ok, let’s finish getting you taken care of,” Nikola sighed contentedly as she brushed his nose with hers once more, something she seemed to like doing, and reached for the first aid supplies from her spot on his lap.

“A little late for this question, but should we be worried about someone coming in here?” he asked, gently holding her around the waist.

“I locked the door,” she whispered in his ear as she leaned in to reach for something else.

He looked up at her in wonder as she took care of everything that ailed him, kissing each bandage and bruise, her little fingers tracing his features as she went along. He leaned in to each touch as he held her comfortingly on his lap, until he was treated. She hugged him, her hands rubbing his back soothingly until he couldn’t keep his eyes open any longer.

Masterlist

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[newtedison]

my thoughts on the crank palace

i touched about this a bit on twitter (@newtedison_) but i figured i would Try and touch on my points more here (spoilers obv) again, its sort of lengthy

1. im gonna start with talking about the ending because i need to get it out of the way. either i havent read the books in a while and i forgot some canon (which could very well be true, i literally forgot that Bliss was a thing) or this ending makes no sense and is (somehow) setting up for a tdc sequel? so first off, newt was shot in the Head with a Bullet and somehow didnt immediately die? i know that that can happen in real life but it just seems so unlikely that not only would he not die, but he would survive long enough for someone from WCKD to transport him back to their labs and try to revive him. and who the fuck was he talking to? did thomas get newt’s journal at some point and i just dont remember? like i said, either im forgetting stuff or this ending doesnt make sense and is setting up a sequel which...i’ll get to later

2. why was this written? like, what was the point? i understand that this wasnt going to be all sunshine and rainbows but i feel like i was reading torture porn. like, literally all that happens is newt gets tortured (which is described in detail) by WCKD soldiers, has bouts of insane-fueled rage where he KILLS MULTIPLE PEOPLE, and then he dies. ??? what did this contribute to the canon? what was this trying to accomplish? truthfully, i never really wanted a newt-POV...well, anything except for maybe those little nuggets he wrote some time ago. but even if i HAD wanted a newt-POV novella, this is not what i would have wanted. he KNOWS that newt is almost universally the most loved character in this franchise. you can tell because he constantly uses him as a way to get fans in his good graces again. so why on earth would he take that character that so many people love and write a novella where its torture porn and a descent into madness before death? i am not interested in that At All. i’ve read fics (and even written a drabble) where newt is a Crank, and those were more respectful and easier to read than tcp. the parts where newt is having bouts of the Flare were literally exhausting to read; it was described in such vivid and torturous detail that it made me sick reading it. and it didnt help that newt is a character i care a lot about. i didn’t need to know what becoming a Crank felt like. the way it was described in the other books (and even the movies) told me everything i needed to know. the way thomas and everyone found newt at the crank palace in tdc and hes described as obviously not well, but not knowing what exactly happened to him...thats good enough on its own. the mystery of what exactly newt had to endure is part of what gives his journey more emotional depth. not everything needs to be written out and explained. not every gap needs to be filled in. 

3. me saying “the characterization felt off” is going to make some people roll their eyes because ‘duh, sami, the characterization will be off because he’s going insane’ to which i say...exactly. we weren’t really reading a newt-POV novella, were we? even if he isn’t past the Gone in the beginning, hes clearly not the same person we knew him as. the whole novella felt like an uncanny valley situation; i knew i was supposed to be reading about newt, but it felt like i was reading about someone else who looked like him. and that is part of what made this such a disconnect and made me lose interest at parts. not only that, but the world building and lore is inconsistent. newt makes a comment about how it used to rain in the glade, and apparently (as ive been told) that is simply not true. keisha having somehow working cell phone that magically connects her to her family also doesnt make sense. how would they have each others’ numbers? what are the odds that they BOTH found working cell phones in an apocalypse? i get that its a novella but you cant just throw something that crazy in there as a plot convenience. actually work on your plot and world building in a cohesive way, please. and another thing that doesnt make sense...

4. ...is newt finding out that sonya is his sister. if there was anything i would have wanted from a newt-pov novella, it would have been this. him finding out that not only is sonya his sister, but he already knows her post-WCKD. something that would have made this novella actually captivating, contributing something worthwhile to the canon that i would actually want to read, is if newt found out while in the crank palace that sonya was his sister; the Flare would remove that part of the Slice in his brain, and he would realize it was her. then, knowing that he couldnt go past the Gone before seeing her, he would try to find a way to get back to her. he could learn this after thomas and everyone originally see him, so it could match up with the canon. and then, by the time 250 comes along, hes lost all hope of that actually happening, and lashes out to thomas in a fit of rage. the journey of him trying to find his ACTUAL sister would have meant more to me than the story of keisha and dante. trust me, i love a found family trope as much as the next girl. but this series is FULL of the found family trope. it pretty much is the backbone of the franchise. so to see a blood family dynamic would have been a refreshing change of pace that i actually would have been interested in reading. also, the way that newt DOES find out about sonya is...underwhelming. he just randomly says “you remind me of my sister, sonya” to keisha in the WCKD truck. first of all, sonya is not the name you would actually know her by. you would know her by her birth name (which is lizzy? elizabeth?). second, why does he act like he didnt already meet her in the series? when the WCKD doctor tells him sonya is his sister and is alive, hes so surprised. wouldn’t he have known that already? why is there not more emphasis on the fact he already met her? that would have been a really interesting dynamic to explore, and im sad they didnt

5. the pacing and dialogue of tcp is so dragged out. i remember specifically there was a section where newt goes to talk to keisha after she starts abandoning dante, and i swear to god there was a page and a half of text before anything ACTUALLY happened or anyone ACTUALLY said anything. dashner described a launcher at one point as “the energy dependent electric firing projectile device.” that’s SIX words to describe a stun gun. a fucking stun gun! we know what it is! why did you have to use six words??? it just felt like everything was dragged and stretched to the longest it could possibly be and it added to the exhaustion i felt while reading it

6. okay i cant end it without talking about newtmas. its very obvious by now that newtmas is a VERY large part of this fanbase. its clearly the most popular ship and what keeps a lot of people interested in this series. even the marketing team for the MOVIES used newtmas as a advertising tactic (i.e.; using thomas and newt standing face to face as a thumbnail for the trailer, emphasizing newtmas based questions in interviews, even making a fucking facebook memories video for them. yes that last one is real). not only does dashner use newt as a way to lure fans in; he also uses newtmas. the parts that were sprinkled into this were so obvious that it didnt feel authentic. i cant speak for the original trilogy; i dont know the culture around ships back then, and i dont know how much it influenced his writing at the time. but the scenes in those books felt more genuine than tcp. by genuine i mean; he wrote scenes without a relationship in mind, but the chemistry had noticeable subtext that, while unintentional, was largely agreed upon by the larger audience. the parts of newtmas he added into tcp felt artificial and forced, likely as a way for people to take snippets of and use as a free marketing tool for him. one example you might have already seen; “he had already gotten used to his post-thomas, post-WCKD life.” the fact that dashner SPECIFICALLY used the phrase “post-thomas” rather than “post-his friends” or something similar shows that he is using newtmas as a hook on purpose. not only that, but to make newt’s last thoughts as he died “tommy. tommy will understand...” is...wow. first of all, i never wanted to know what newt’s dying thoughts were, but thanks, i guess? and second, when we all initially thought newt died underneath thomas with a gun to his head, i was pretty much inferred that newts last thoughts would probably be about thomas; they would sort of have to be, given the circumstances. so adding that in gives me the same feeling that “i’m coming for you, newt” at the end of the fever code gave me. not as offensive, but written very much on purpose. and the ending is implying that there will somehow be a sequel where thomas gets newt’s journal from...someone. at this point, i can only think that this sequel will retroactively make newtmas canon somehow. now that newt has been confirmed as gay, it could happen. which brings me to my last point...

7. hearing dashner confirm newt is gay was already mind-boggling before. now that i’ve read the crank palace...im angry. im very angry. i think its safe to say that newt is the character that suffers the most in this series. you can argue with me but hes definitely high on the list, if not #1. so; you take this character. you give him a horribly sad arc in the original trilogy, then decide to expand upon it and tell us, your largely QUEER fanbase, exactly how painful and torturous his last days were, in detail. and then you tell us he’s gay. something that is never mentioned in the canon, only in an offhanded reply to a tweet of someone calling you out. on a base level, i can understand why people would be happy. representation (i guess), seeing themselves in the character, having their headcanons be confirmed. great. but what i see is you telling your largely queer fanbase “hey, you see the only confirmed gay character? im going to literally write torture porn about him before killing him off and offer it to you like im providing a service to your community.” how fucked up is that? “hey, kids, if youre gay, you WILL be violently tortured and become violent and a danger to the ones you love. then you will die and your love will never be reciprocated.” what a message! and if he DOES end up retroactively making newtmas “canon” in some weird sequel...i will start foaming at the mouth. THIS is an example of how not all queer representation is good or genuine.

i’ve definitely forgotten some points but this is long enough already. let me know if you agree or if theres anything else you want to add! im interested in what you guys think

(8. I JUST REMEMBERED!!! if WCKD needed to study newt so bad bc sonya is his sister and is immune while he isnt, why did they let him run around the crank palace in the first place??? you cant test his vitals or anything you’re literally just watching him. what is the point????)

[troop52]

do u !!! have any character theme songs for the troop boys? Like any songs you think really fits them (and why u think it fits)?

THATS A GREAT QUESTION!!

Before I get into it Im going to plug this collaborative Troop Playlist on Spotify, feel free to add onto it!! Continuing with my picks

I think a lot of the songs I associate with The Troop in general are just because I happened to listen to them around the same time I got into the book in the first place (So they could only be tangentially related BUT only if you squint hard) Example: Drunk by The Living Tombstone, cant really tie it into the story but in my mind its linked Some better, more fitting songs under the cut (Side note its LONGGG IM SORRY... Also its all YouTube links because some of these arent on Spotify :'^()

Disclaimer -Like 95% of my choices arent really a "These lyrics match up exactly 1 to 1" but more of an overall "the vibe/general idea its trying to capture lines up" type thing. If that makes sense.

Its Alright by Jack Stauber: Kind of self explanatory, I think its a perfect song for these guys. From "It's alright, I'm here, Everything's alright, Feels weird but calm, I wanna hear It's alright" to the whole sound of it- its all great. Equal parts distressing and sad with an almost eerie calmness to it. Despite it all theyre gonna be alright, right?

The Second Little Piggy by Worthikids: Another one that I think is sort of self explanatory- at least with the chorus. "If my brain turns to mush, If the shit hits the fan, Will you be my friend?" Kind of the falling apart of everything, specifically their relationships, in light of the incident.

Poor George by James Supercave: Another case of "listened to at the same time I read the book" BUT I was actually making a Troop PMV script with that song. I never finished it but maybe Ill revisit it... just for you

Cold Summer by Le Matos ft Computer Magic: I dont even think this takes place in the summer but the VIBES and also it came from Summer of 84, which is another good piece of murder boy media.

Treehouse by Alex G ft Emily Yacina: This is a Eef and Max type of song because they are bffs and thats final. Basic song because Im not creative, but I think its a nice heart to heart theyd have (with Eef doing the talking)

Fifteen Minuets by Nick Krol: On the flipside heres a song that goes with Eef and Maxs friendship fracturing, once again more from Eefs side than Maxs. THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGG

As far as songs for the boys as individuals hmmm thats a good one that I havent thought about as much...

MAX + The Ghosts by The Real Tuesday Weld: That survivors guilt... lyrics arent like a perfect match but I think it gets that sort of hollow feeling across. Hes haunted man... + Final Girl by Electric Youth: Ok its a little funny because har har Final Girl Trope but I mean HE IS ONE. ANd dont look at me its a nice song- "Others were gone, and you kept going on, You know they never really noticed, you were always different, One by one, They're all done, And you're the last one standing" + Going Grazy by Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks: HONESTLY this could go for all the characters but Im tagging it onto Max because hes the one who has to deal with the aftermath of losing everyone (sorry survivors guilt Max again </3) "Everyone's saying my mind is unsound, 'Cause I always see you when you aren't around" "They're gonna wrap me in a jacket of white, And lock me away in a room without light" is what cements it as a Max song for me

EEF + The Existential Threat by Sparks: Once again starting sad, I link this one specifically to his paranoia about the worms- especially with lines like "Can't they see the existential threat is on its way". Kind of exasperated no one else can see the danger (he thinks) hes in. + Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother: I know I know its basic but I cant help it!!! Eef anger issues arc we are shaking hands me too + Haunted by Laura Les: Eef struggles with people seeing him as "just like his father" and I think we can get some good angst out of this track if we keep that in mind. Especially the back half of the song with lyrics like "Do you think I'm frightening?" and "Mirrors shatter when I'm passing, broken glass and crashing" since he is just a reflection of his dad (to others at least). Also song good.

KENT + Goodbye Mr A by The Hoosiers: Mfw the disillusionment with authority sets in. I think the vibe fits when he had that little epiphany about how adults are fucked- not perfect but it gets the idea across me thinks. + I'm Gonna Win by Rob Cantor: Ties into his need to "win" aka be the best at everything, be in charge, all that jazz! Hell do whatever it takes to be successful, even if it hurts. That was a little emo + Toba the Tura by Forgive Durden ft Chris Conley: Not to be emo again but "They say you're gifted, well I just see a scared kid. They must have flipped it, your skills are latent. O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals. Threw away the throne... This mess that you've made, it's a six-foot grave. It's a home for your lonesome bones that remain. We'll disappear, but you'll stay here to rot" AND SO ON AND SO FOURTH representing his fall after it was revealed he was sick. He was referred to as "the uncrowned king" and was on top of the world but then POOF that all crumbled and it was made out that he basically deserved what happened to him. It would be fun to make a pmv of him with this song (Simplifying my thoughts a bit because Ive already written a LOT)

NEWT + I Earn My Life by Lemon Demon: Ok a little Kentcore but Im actually having a hard time coming up with songs for Newton so here we are, they can share. Newt existential crisis moment time I guess + Know How by The Crane Wives: POV Newt struggles with going through with the plans he makes to keep everyone safe (stopping Max from touching Kent, going back into the cabin, etc) "I am not brave, I am not brave, I keep my focus on what is safe, You drew a line, made up your mind, And now I'm struggling to realize" And also maybe struggling with his place in the group and as a person in general- all that living through his cousin thing. "I gotta wrap my head around, What my heart is telling me, I've been trying to drown it out, Just because I know what I am, I am supposed to do now, Doesn't mean I know, Doesn't mean I know how" + On The Outside by Oingo Boingo: Idk man. Hes on the outside lookin in!! Loner nerd!! Its ok though, we still love him

SHEL + Bad Blood by Creature Feature: The lyrics speak for themselves: "I can guarantee I will do evil things, The only way that you can stop me now, Is if you put me in the ground, Somewhere I'll never be found" + Frontier Psychologist by The Avalanches: Hinges on the fact that the principal or whoever was like "Your sons a freak" and Shels mom was like "HES PERFECTLY FINE" while Shelley was like dismembering an animal or something + Johnny by American Murder Song: The songs good but theres this ONE LYRIC that sucks so the link provided is an edited version and also a lovely Warriors oc video I think you should all enjoy and support <3 Anyway Shel would be Johnny I could see this song being a scene in the book. Field trip to Shels house and they find his murder garden

If anyone wants more for Im not opposed to making another post :^)

[shinymooncolor]

For my fellow Sweater Weather fans ❤️ @lumosinlove - thank you!

Kudos to @frombeauxbatons for helping me with Finnish.

@wxlfstxrx and @siriuslyqueer love youuu 💕

Sweater weather chats #10

The team goes to Vegas. Kris gets a new phone. Olli speaks Finnish. Remus and Sirius are in their honeymoon phase. The team dads ship it. Kasey gets cuddles. Logan gets lost. Leo is mad. Everyone bets on Sergei. Dumo is not a fan of Russian cheering during sex. Will we ever find out about Prague?

Wednesday 9.22 pm

Eliascookie: eyyy fucking love wifi in the air. 🤪

Dumodad: shhh someone is trying to nap and you guys are loud 🥴

Logantremblayzzz: sorry grandpa. Not all of us are old and cranky.

Sergei_81: careful I fight people for you

CarbO’Hara: and we love you dearly for that. But no denying you and dumo are old and cranky. You could literally both be Leo’s dads

Ollibear: he looks more like sunny and sergei’s baby than dumo’s

Blizzard: ohhh a love triangle 🙊😳

Sunnysideup: as much as I love sergei, I wouldn’t get between him and dumo. They’re the bromance of our gen :) also not my type

Kaneyoudigit: yeah. Where does that butt slap come from anyways? Even when one of them is out or injured they find time for that 👻

Bradygunz: I don’t think anyone understands it... where does it come from? Something about Prague - Allison was super cagey about it.

Dumodad: shhhh let us sleep. Night boys. Got another few hours and practice tomorrow is not optional. Sleep.

Nadotheman: VEGAS BABY

Krisvolley: practice and a game Nado.

RussianGod: DONT be boring krissy

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Friday 12.33 pm

Remus created a group chat

Remus added Dumo, Sirius, Sergei, Sunny and Krissy

Remus named group chat HELP

Remus: okay boys. Sorry for this but I’m a little worried. We’re in Vegas and with a whole day of no games and only practice tomorrow once we touch down in LA, I can’t keep an eye on the entire team.

Dumo: haha dont worry go have a nice date with cap. God knows he’s cranky enough that you were away for that course for three days.

Sunny: don’t worry I sleep with ear plugs anyways 😜

Remus: hey we have separate rooms!

Krissy: wE hAvE sEpErAtE rOoMs....... it’s ok remmy 😉 cap plays better after you do whatever it is you do.

Sirius: alright stop. I wasn’t cranky. And leave Remus alone. You’re supposed to be the mature ones. Also Krissy?

Krissy: yes. I got a new iPhone and made the mistake of asking timmers and Olli to help me set it up on the plane. Now I can’t get it to change back. They set it to Finnish. Have no fucking clue and haven’t managed to get hold of Olli yet. 😳😳😳😳

Sergei: cap and re go enjoy honeymoon we take care of babies

Sunny: 😜😜😜😜😜 enjoy it while it lasts. Before you know it’s chores, babies and using alone time to catch up on sleep

Dumo: yeah. Don’t take your blissful kid free life for granted. 😈

Krissy: didn’t Logan and the other two walk in on your guys doing it in the kitchen last month?

Dumo: so?

Sergei: haha just kitchen? I’ve caught them worse. Is ok. You understand when you have babies. 😆

Krissy: I have a baby. I’m just single 😫😫😫

Sunny: want us to find a girl for you?🤓

Krissy: no thank you. Leave my sex life alone.

Sergei: u even have one?

Krissy left the group chat

Dumo added krissy to the group chat

Dumo: Sergei is sorry......... also he walked in on us maybe 5 times calm down. There’s nothing like Russian cheering to kill a mood....

Sunny: 5? That can’t be right. You were bunnies when she was pregnant last. I saw things I cannot unsee 🤯🤯🤯

Sirius left the group chat

Remus: you broke Sirius. Anyways I’ll leave the babysitting to you guys then.

Sunny: HAVE FUN REMUS 🥳🥳

——

Friday 2.54 pm

Logantremblayzzz: guys I’m lost. I’ve been walking towards that big pointy thing and the map from the hotel is crap and I got away from finn and he’s not picking up

*picture of map*

Blizzard: Logan.

Blizzard: THATS A MAP OF PITTSBURGH. WE’RE IN VEGAS. ALSO ITS UPSIDE DOWN.

Blizzard: how the fuck have you lived to see 23? 😆

Logantremblayzzz: oh. That makes more sense. 🙈🙈🙈

Newt-leo: what do you mean you lost Finn? Are you both lost somewhere in Vegas? Just use your phone and get back to the hotel...

Blizzard: Finn left his phone here in the room😂😂😂 better send out a search party

Logantremblayzzz: well I don’t know what happened. I can’t find him now. 😭

LeWilliam: There’s literally one strip of road in Vegas and you’ve gotten lost. 🐸

Dumodad: I swear to the fucking hockey gods we were never this stupid. Idiots. Get back here for 5, and we can go have a team dinner for those who want. Sergei is buying

Evanderbell: ohh @tylerthemighty and I are in!! Thanks @sergei_81!!!

Sunnysideup: he’s sleeping? Hahahah he’s gonna be unhappyyyy 😂

RussianGod: hehe thanks we’re play too...

Nadotheman: he means game. But yeah. Free dinner 😎

Prongstar: I think this one @logantremblayzzz has to go into the promo videos hahahahah 😂😂😂 I’m telling Marlene.... 😘

Ollibear: is anyone looking for Finn?

Newt-leo: yeah me and @krisvolley are going out now

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Friday 3.44 pm

CarbO’Hara: THANKS FOR DITCHING ME LOGAN

Logantremblayzzz: I was lost too! Not my fault you wander about

CarbO’Hara: I was talking to a puppy and when I got back up you were gone 😔 didn’t have my phone. Had to ask two Cher’s and an Elvis how to get back. 😫

Newt-leo: you’re back at the hotel now?

CarbO’Hara: yes. Forgot my phone.

Newt-leo: WELL THATS FUCKING GREAT. 😡

Walkietalkie: uhhh someone is in the dog house 😂😂😂

Nadotheman: bad fish... no goalie love for youuu

Blizzard: I can cuddle ya Finn. No worries. 😘😫😘

Logantremblayzzz: you’re not cuddling Finn. Go cuddle Nado if you need to.

RussianGod: come on blizzard. We do goalie sandwich 🥪🥪🥪🥪

Blizzard: gimme five minutes boysss 😍

Krisvolley: we’re heading back now. You’re paying for our cab Finn. Leo is really mad 😉

Friday 3.52 pm

Timmyforrealz: awww 😍

*nado and Kuny cuddling blizzard in a goalie sandwich*

Ollibear: there’s a lot of bromance in my room right now. 😂

Walkietalkie: at least they’re fully clothed. 🤞🏻

——

Friday 6.33 pm

Sergei_81: IM NOT PAYING FOR YOU All

Dumodad: yes you are. It’s your turn. 😘

Sunnysideup: u know it. It’s the deal. Shouldn’t bet if you can’t pay up.

Sergei_81: is thanks I get for fighting for you all.

Sirius: you keep bringing that up. But you love fighting for us. We love you for it 😜

Dumodad: haha cap’s got a point my friend. And you’re a glorious fighter. Haha your punches are feared through the league. Even the linesmen try to avoid getting between you and your victim

Nadotheman: you know there’s a bet in the league? First rookie to take you down gets a Rolex from a draw? Everyone chips in at draft? 😜

RussianGod: is true hehehe I put money in on never so I want watch

KrisVolley: was that an option? 😳 how did I not think of this

RussianGod: I’m smart just not in English. English stupid. Russian best 🥳

—-

Friday 9.33 pm

Ollibear: Mä oon niin ilonen mut mulla on ikävä kotiin. Mulla on ikävä muumeja.

Ollibear: Ja mun äitiä.

Ollibear: Tykkään myös tosi paljon pannukakuista.

Prongstar: Olli.exe stopped working…….

Sunnysideup: eh anyone’s got an eye on Olli? He’s defaulted to Finnish… 🙊🙊🙊

Dumodad: @timmyforrealzzz @nadotheman @russiangod

Dumodad: WHAT DID YOU IDIOTS DO NOW

KrisVolley: hahahaha Olli just had some shots. The waitress was making googly eyes at him and I guess he couldn’t say no 😆

Timmyforrealz: I think we should get him back to the hotel 😁😁😁

Nadotheman: not it!!!!

RussianGod: I got him. He dont walk

——-

“Kuny, he can’t even walk”

“I’m got him. He very drunk. Hehe not hold liquor well for Finn. Is embarrassing” Kuny snorted and hoisted his teammate more firmly over his shoulder.

“He owes me $100 for bribing the driver to take us”

“Sä oot hyvä venäläinen. Et ilkee venäläinen. Tunnen pahoja ja ilkeitä venäläisiä.”

“Any idea what he’s saying?”

“Not sure is even Finnish. Sound like just words”

[residentevildash-moved]

PLEASEEEEEEE newt your mind is like some sort of crystal or precious stone…i like to look at the sparkles …. tell us all about res evil 3.5!!! like wikipedia entry thorough plot details character development everything

[some of this info is going to be incorrect/disorganized]

BOWS SO DEEPLY THANKYOUUUU...... ok like so res evil 3.5 refers to a few different versions of re4 that never got too far into development (one version got so far from the 'resident evil' aesthetic that they turned it into devil may cry though lol) and were ultimately scrapped before we got what we have today for re4. and theyre fascinating to MEEEEE because the one version that had demo footage was very similar in style to the re1 remake -- fixed camera angles, the same SFX, door animations (iirc), similar item shines, and so on - very different from the final version of re4! and while i love re4, that re1make style of game isjust. delicious. the overall feel is a lot more cramped than re4. it was going to take place in a haunted? castle, and was going to go more for ghost-type horror...creepy dolls etc. im not really interested in res evil dipping into ghost stuff, so im glad they scrapped that aspect, but its still interesting. fan projects tend to focus on that part a lot, since i think there was going to be a thing with leon hallucinating(?) more and more ghosts until he "loses his mind," (??) which is a lame trope to me, so i dont really interact much with fanmade re3.5 projects ....what was i going to say......so my idea of what 3.5 could be is......ive talked about it before but hold on let me make a new paragraph oops

ive posted about it before but the version of re3.5 that i play in my head is still set at a castle, with leon being the starting protag, but relatively soon into the game he gets his shit rocked (gets infected like in re4 but it goes...less well for him) and claire has to come rescue him. and the rest of the game is trying to to that, as well as completing leons initial mission. ada is there, and i think leons mission still involves ashley, but in a different way than in re4. something more tied to umbrella, less to him being cia or something...and claire and ada work together and theres animal chimeras like lions theres zombie lions and uhh you know how the keys in diff games are themed? like re1 its helmet key armor key sword key shield key and in re2 its club spade heart diamond .. the keys in this one are like animal themed i think lion key alligator key vulture key etc .. and a castle is like a fuckoff huge mansion so its like the re1 mansion with a disorienting floorplan and puzzles and boobytraps ad an outside courtyard and a MIRROR MAZE OK? with zombies in it. and uhmmm you have to fight leon....bc hes being mind controlled.....(like re4)......and .......im running out of the ability 2 put sentences together i hope this all makes sense just trust me.

OH WAIT AND JENNY had the really good idea to make it an isolated castle way high up beside the sea so it feels very isolating and uhmm she also wanted relatively peaceful outside areas where you note the cool air and long to not be in such a horrible place....ik she said more but im going off memory rn and yeas :] so thats our idea for it

[thatoneitaliangirl]

MC Turns into a Neko boy

“Oooo i like you~ Not quite sure what to request but maybe something with the bros reacting to mc getting cat characteristics (Ears+tail)?~ Pref with male!mc (or non-specified) if thats okay （＾ω＾）”

OHMYGOSH Thank you!~ I'm not used to praise, but it feels nice! Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!~^^ I've never written for a male MC before, but I'll do my best!!!! I hope you enjoy it!! ^^ I've decided to make this part of the event that just passed where they all turn into animals, but with a twist!

"It's a what now?" _____ says as he raises an eyebrow at Solomon. The shady Wizzard just laughs at _____'s concerned face.

"Oh, don't be so worried! You can trust me." 

"You say that as if I know that. I don't know that."

"Well," Simion chimes in from the bed. "If anything goes wrong, I could fix it. So you have a failsafe!" _____ crosses his arms and squints his eyes at the angel. 

"You're agreeing with him? Suspicious."

"Look, _____, just drink it. What's the worst that could happen?" 

"That's exactly what the person says right before they die in a scary movie. And I don't know about you, but I promised myself when I found myself in Hell, that I would stay AWAY from scary movie scenarios." Solomon rolls his eyes. 

"Well, it's a good thing this isn't a scary movie. Right?" With a moment of hesitation and a skeptical gaze, _____ finally gives in and takes the potion from Solomon's outstretched hand. He takes a sniff, wrinkling his nose at the odd odor, before plugging his nose and downing the whole bottle in one go. 

"Dear Lord, that was horrible. What did you put in that, cat piss? It tasted like the depths of Hell, and I'd know! I've been there!" _____ continues to rant about the horrifying taste as Solomon and Simeon look on at the spectacle before them. _____'s head glows with newly pointed, fluffy ears, and a long, super fluffy tail extending from his backside.

"-and then wrap that in dog shit with a sprinkle of peppermint. That's what that tasted like! What are you guys starring at?" 

"I am so very grateful Luke went to bed early tonight . . ." Simeon speaks out, just above a whisper. 

"Well, this is a most unexpected turn of events, _____! At least you'll fit in at home now." 

"What are you talking about?" Lifting his hand, _____ brushes the top of his head, only to quickly retract. 

"What the Hell was that?" Solomon smiles at the boy with amusement. 

"I may have added a bit too much eye of newt." 

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Simeon smiles sympathetically at _____.

"I think you should look in the mirror . . ." Taking off like a bat out of Hell, _____ runs into the adjoining bathroom and stares back at his reflection in shock. 

"Holy shit . . ."

"Only the holiest." Solomon's smug grin says reflected to him in the mirror. _____ glares at him. 

"You said this was an acne potion!"

"An experimental acne potion."

"What, was that like in the fine print or something, cause I don't seem to recall you ever saying EXPERIMENTAL!" Simeon soon joins the two in the bathroom with a sad frown. 

"I did warn Solomon of the possible side effects." _____ turns around, looking at the two face to face. 

"Isn't there anything you can do?" Simeon looks down to the side, not wanting to look the unfortunate boy in the eye. 

"Well, there would have been . . . Had you not turned into  . . . This." 

"Animal magic is hard to reverse, even for angels. That's why the antidote for the demon brothers had to come straight from the celestial realm. And you know how that went over . . . "  Shaking his head, _____ pushes himself away from the counter and exits the bathroom. 

"How am I going to explain this," He gestures to his physical form. "To the brothers?" 

"The truth?" Simeon says, though Solomon steps in front of him and waves a hand at him. 

"No, no, not the truth. The last thing I need is Lucifer breathing down my neck for feeding their precious exchange student something untested. No, you should just tell them the effects of the cake Luke made took a little longer to reach you. Doesn't sound too implausible, right?" 

"I guess not. I'll try it, but if this all backfires, I'm not afraid to drop your name. Gucci?" Solomon rolls his eyes. 

"Yeah, yeah. See you at school." _____ smiles and finger guns. 

"Yessir!" Taking his leave, _____ walks the short walk from Purgatory Hall to The House of Lamentation, all while examining his new appendages. With his ears, he can hear a lot more than before and can even pick up small details. Like the couple arguing down the street, or that one lower demon that likes to hide in the sewers. He's always spouting weird shit, but hearing it in this amount of detail is just . . . Disturbing. He can also see better in the darkness which is cool, though it's really trippy. It's like seeing with night vision goggles he can't take off. The tail doesn't do anything, though its nice and fluffy, just like his ears. Walking up to the house, _____ takes a deep breath and enters the front door. 

"I'm home-"

"What's that smell?!" _____'s ears flatten against his head as the door closes behind him. The sound of hurried footsteps echo throughout the house as all the brothers make their way to the front entrance. The first to rush up is Lucifer with his nose in the air, though it doesn't take him long to see the problem with his own eyes. 

"What did Solomon do?" _____'s eyes widen at the question before he smiles wide in an attempt to seem less nervous. It's not working. 

"What? No, Solomon didn't do anything! It's that stuff that Luke put in the cake. Simeon said that it just took longer to kick in for me . . ."

"That does make sense," Mammon speaks up, thumb on chin in thought. "And if Simeon said so, then it's probably true." _____ gulps down some saliva he didn't know was in his mouth and nods along with Mammon. He feels bad for throwing Simeon under the bus, but when lying, you gotta do what you gotta do. He's an angel, he can take it. 

"So, you've joined us cats. Welcome to the club." Satan says, getting closer to the front of the group. Beel nods his head, munching on some cakes shaped like fish. Wait, is it only shaped? Mammon slaps his hand on _____'s back and laughs loudly. 

"Yes! You couldn't go a couple of days without trying to be like The Great Mammon™, could you? I understand your feelings, I really do!" Everybody rolls their eyes. Levi groans from his place in the back as he scratches the giraffe ossicones protruding from his head. 

"Why do I have to be the only herbivore? You've betrayed me!" Belphie swishes his tail and crosses his arms. 

"If anyone should feel betrayed here, it's me. _____'s tail is almost as fluffy as mine. He probably won't want to sleep on mine with me anymore . . ." 

Asmo makes some sort of purring sound as he pulls up next to _____, and gently strokes his tail. 

"H-Hey! Keep your paws to yourself!" A sad frown appears on Asmo's face as he lets go of _____'s fluffiness. 

"Awe, but it's so soft! I just wanted to cop a feel.~" 

"No thank you, sir. I'm just gonna keep my tail to myself."

"I think we should all head to bed, right _____?" _____ nods at Lucifer's suggestion, clutching his tail tightly to his chest. 

"But things were just starting to get good!" Asmo protests. 

"I think we've all experienced enough excitement for one night. And I'm sure _____ needs to rest." Reluctantly, the others agree and go their own separate ways to their rooms, _____ right behind them, when Lucifer grabs his arm. 

"You and I need to talk." _____ begins to sweat nervously as Lucifer's grip tightens on his arm. 

"A-About what, Lucifer? Need something?" Lucifer growls, his lips turning up into a snarl. 

"You really thought you could lie and get away with it? Did you happen to forget about my heightened senses?" Once again, _____'s ears fold back as he shakes in fear. 

"I-I don't kno-know what you're talking about."

"Perhaps I need to torture the truth out of you . . ." _____ gulp nervously. 

Okay, okay, maybe I shouldn't have made Lucifer seem so evil when all this hate is going around against him, but I felt like it fit. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it! And to the person who requested this, I hope it lived up to your expectations! 

[nemesisadraste]

Good Omens : What if Shadwell had never enter the bookshop that day?

This is a little OS fanfic im which Shadwell has accepted Madame Tracy's money and even went to Newt rescue with her. Therephore, he never went to Aziraphale bookshop resulting his entrance in the portal and the fire. So how does thing goes in this setting?

Aziraphale had just tells the Metatron he was on his way and called Crowley. He was really suprise about how Crowley ended the call saying "Not a good time I have a friend over." ... What did that mean? Why would he had friends over at a time like this when the world was ending in a few hours and he had planned to go to Alpha Century?... Were they really a friend? Was it a way to tell him he wasn't his friend anymore after the bandstand fight and his multiple refusal to go off with him? Was he in danger?... All those questions were running around his head and he needed an awnser... The only way to have them is to go check himself.

So he tooks Agnes book and he was on his way... But just as he was opening the door he reminds of the portal... It was still open. The angel couldn't possibly leave it that way unsupervise it could be dangerous. The only way for it to close was that someone or something with enough power went inside it and as there was no way he ever goes back to Heaven, he add to think of something else... Something like... Yes exactly this!

He took a piece of old paper and write something on it with an as old ink. Then he trows the paper in the portal. The energy of the portal shatter it in thousend of pieces but the message on it rest intact and arrive perfectly at it's destination :

Count me out.

Three little words. Probably he scariest he had ever write but it was a relief to finally express them. He was now on his own but that didn't matter. Cause for the first time he was free and for the first time he aknowledge he wasn't alone. Well... If Crowley could forgive him this time.

A few minutes later he was at the Demon's flat and he catch him on his way out. He didn't had the time to knock that the door opened to revels a familiar face

Crowley : Angel!

Aziraphale : Hello dear! Everything is allright? our last call was a bit strange to me... Hope I'm not actually disrupting a friends reunion...

Crowley : Oh that? No don't worry it was just Ligur and Hastur being their usual assholes selves I took care of them.

Aziraphale : What?! Hell sended them to get you?! Did they hurt you?! Hownyou allright?!

Crowley : Relax Angel everything is just fine. Ligur got a taste of the Holy water you gave me in 1967 and Hastur is having a blast in my message recorder tape.

Aziraphale : Oh... Ok... anyway I wanted to apologies, I lied to you about the Antechrist, I know where it is and it was so foolish of me cause you were absolutly there is no one to reach out to up there. She didn't even take my call I only had the Metatron and he is as pro armageddon than all the others Archangels, nothing else never mattered to them, not the humans, nor the earth, nor anything else in the whole creation... Nor even me, but thats not really a shocker.

Crowley : I'm sorry to hear that. All of that really matter to me though youvknow that right?

Aziraphale : Really? Even me? After all I did to you?

Crowley : Espetially you angel. You have nothing to apologise for I swear. In fact I'm the one who own you an apologie. I should have been more comprehensive of what you were getting trough... I putted you in probably the biggest loyalty conflict ever and then harass you to choose me and give up when I know how much this world mean to you... You're a guardian afterall... Very sorry for that.

Aziraphale : Well everything is tickety-boo now! After my chat with the Metatron I message Heaven to count me out so there is no conflict anymore. In fact I think that in my heart there never was. (He smile after the last line. It is the sweetest, the purest and the quickest smile to ever exist).

There is a pause after that as they both need to fully realise was that mean. What this whole conversation means.

Crowley : Does that mean you changed your mind for Alpha Century?

Aziraphale : Well no. At least not before we try something to stop all that!

Crowley : Ok... What do you suggest? He got his full powers now he won't be that easy to stop.

Aziraphale : I know someone who might have just what we need.

Crowley : Really who?

Aziraphale : Sergent Shadwell, he is the commander of the humans I told you about the...

Crowley : The witchfinder army?

Aziraphale : Yes you know them?

Crowley : Well yeah those are my guys too!

Aziraphale : Seriously?! What an odd coïncidence... Anyway let go see him. We have to be quick tough if we wanna be able to get out of London.

Crowley : What do you mean?

Aziraphale take Agnes book and opens it to prophecy 4781 and show it to Crowley. The prophecy says :

Prophecy 4781 On the final day when the home of the Big Ben will be 3 hours late of their noon appointements, a ring of evil fire will trap the old smoke in it's center. Thou can all thank the snake for that (ok the last sentence I'm not sure Agnes would actually write that I just wanted to add it for the fun lol 🤣)

Crowley : Shit, shit, shit I had totally forgot about the M25 thing... Shit!

Aziraphale : Well no time to stop this part now so we gotta hurry. We only have half an hour to go search for a weapon and go out of London.

Crowley : A weapon you mean...

Aziraphale : Exactly. We don't have other options now. Not if he decide to go on with it.

Crowley : Ok.

Aziraphale : What?

Crowley : Nothing I'm just suprise this comes from you.

Aziraphale : Yeah me too.

They take the Bentley (of curse) and go too Shadwell apartment but find it empty of it's occupant. They enter regardless (no time to wait) and take the weapon (the same they tok on the show I don't remember the name). When they are out they only got 10 minutes left before the M25 cast in fire so Aziraphale doesn't mind Crowley speed at all. He does miracle the Bentley to be gost like so he doesn't hit anything on the way. Crowley finds it funny and take advantage of it to show his angel how fast the Bentley can really go and he is extremly happy about it. When they finnaly go out he break as a reflex after all the adrenaline and thats when the fire rings light up. Crowley looks back and say :

Crowley : Wow... It worked! Shit... You imagine being stuck in this like an idiot? 🤣🤣🤣

Crowley starts driving again and they arrive in Taddefield american airbase in advance for Armageddon despite having to ask directions to a nice old man. The Horsepeople are already there, but not the Them. Not the Antechrist.

Aziraphale was going to talk to the security guard who was waithing for their explanations when suddently the Bentley cast in fire and explode to ashes and everyone turns to look at the pile of burning metals.

Crowley : MY CAR!!!!!... 90 years without a single crash and now this!!! How?! What?! Who?!

An evil form gets out of the shadow smiling better than it never had. With it's hidious dark grey-green raincoat and a literraly frog on his head he was immediatly recognisable.

Crowley : Hastur. How was your time in my message tape?

Hastur : Not fun. But not as not fun as will be the rest of your existance. (He add this while smiling even better, eviler) Hell will...

Security guard (shacking, affraid and unconfident just like in the show) : Ok all of you stay right where you are and put your hands in the air! I will call backups and they'll take care of you! In the mean time if you dare move I swear I'll shoot you! Starting by you red hair guy with the explosive car!

Hastur had no time for humans bullshit and cast the human to a painfull instant combustion in the horrored eyes of the angel and the other demon. The frog then return to the matter that had him here to begin with.

Hastur : I hate to be interrupted... Now where was I... Oh yeah! Hell will not forgive, Hell will not forget and you know it Crawly. The great war and our victory won't clear your record. From now on the only being to interact with you will be me and trust me it won't be the pleasent kind of interractions for you I'll make sure of that.

Crowley : Oh I trust you on that all right... Come get me then.

He had said that provocativly and was now slowly stepping back has Hastur was slowly stepping foward, his eyes lock with his preys'' waiting for the moment to strike. Aziraphale was between them and he steps in the way to block Hastur's path.

Hastur : Stay out of this sunshine this is an Hellish matter. Your time will come soon enough.

Aziraphale : Is it really? An Hellish matter Inkean cause I am very suprise that your boss sended two of their dukes to catch a renegate so close to armageddon... Aren't you suppose to get your plattons ready for the fight right now?

Hastur : Well,... Yes but Michaël called Ligur to tell us about Crowley not being trustworthy and we never liked the guy so we took the initiative to go catch him before he do more damage. It was a buissness initiative but now he destroyed Ligur wih Holy water right in front of me, trap me in his stupid machine and nownI'm seeing him with you, an angel! So this is personnal.

Aziraphale : A secret personnal initiative?... Oh dear.. I don't know how things work down there but if an angel had did that kind of initiative so close to armageddon they would be in a lot of trouble... Espetially if that said initiative had cause the lost of one of their greatest warrior... I don't think they could ever leave that unpunished... But if Hell is cool with that...

Hastur (laughing badly) : You think you can scare me that way? 🤣 I'm not stupid! Inknow hownHell work sweetie. And the is that if I don't even get this traitor snake back as an apologie present that things will be bad for me. So good try, but now move!

Aziraphale : Or what?

Hastur cast a fireball in his hand and show it to the angel as a reminder : What he did to the human, he could do it to the angel.

Aziraphale : Oh please, thats all you got?

Aziraphale open his wings and "power up" (hope I am clear here 😅) resulting in the extinction of Hastur Fireball. This time it was Hastur who back away as Aziraphale step foward.

Aziraphale : My previous logic wasn't scary enough, ok... How about this one : (his voice was deeper, stronger, but always stays clam) If you back in Hell right now without Crowley and take your position as you should have never leave it to begin with, you migth not be that badly hurt. I mean Before Heaven cruchs you all of curse. Am I clear?

Hastur (Terrified but tried to hide it) : I guess this can wait after the war... I'll go now but Crowley, don't think it mean you'll get out of it cause when we'll won, you'll see that the Universe is not that big compare to the eternity I'll have to find you treat you has you deserve!

On those enlighting words, Hastur sink down to Hell and Aziraphale release a relief breath. Not that he had been scare of Hastur, no. He was releave that he didn't had to actually hurt him for him to go. He hated display of violence and would never do any unless extreme necessity.

Crowley (he had run to his angel sides) : Angel you're allright?

Aziraphale : Of curse dear. I'm a Principality and he a Duke of Hell. In a one/one combat based on brut power he didn't stand a chance against me. He is not stupid he knows it too thats why he left when he saw he couldn't scare me.

Crowley : Sure thing. He's right though, I can't get out of it... If your lot win they gonna chase me down cause they want to destroy all demons, if we stop armageddon for happening Hastur and probably other demons will also chase me down to punish me and if my lot win, they will alo chase you for being an angel. There is no alternative where I'm left alone.

Aziraphale : Yes thats true. But either way I'll be with you. We'll be together. I won't let you alone in this. And I know you won't leave me alone either. So let go in there and see how things turns out cause I'm extremly tire to play "guess what will happen if..." all the time.

Crowley : Angel... Sorry but I can't help it...

Crowley rushs into Aziraphales' arms and hug him for the first time ever. Aziraphale was shock for a second but then he took his wings that was still out and cover his dearest demon in it as a shelter and a promise : He will always be there for him.

The hug was interrupted by the arrival of the Them who enter in the airbase. After that everything that happened is exactly as the show... Or is it?

[bakercrown]

Queenie Meta

FIrstly I want to say that me writing this doesn’t mean I support anything Queenie did in COG. Both the enchantment and joining Grindelwald were wrong. However, I do seem to see a lot of people who don’t understand her character or why she is behaving the way she is. Most of this I blame on COG’s awful editing, but some of it, I blame on fans not wanting to understand her character, so now they’re just slapping on labels like “monster” without analyzing who Queenie is and what might have brought her to this point. (assuming we don’t learn more in FB3)

The most important thing to understand about Queenie is that she is an extrovert who does not fit in with "normal" people. She is a social butterfly and she cares deeply about others. She's basically the mom friend. When she mets Jacob, she instantly feels empathy for him, being concerned that he hasn't eaten all day and showing empathy that he didn't get his loan. Tina, she chastises about her eating habits and she is concerned when Tina basically has brought criminals home at the start of the first movie. Even Newt, she sees his problems with Leta and tries to help as best she can. Queenie loves people desperately and wants to feel loved like that in return, but often because of her powers, she doesn't. Think of how often even her closest friends say things like "don't read my mind, Queenie." She is trying desperately to be accepted, but on some levels feels like even the people who love her don't accept her. Feeling like even the people who love you just tolerating a part of you is a rough way to live. 

Now, think about where Queenie ends in FB1. For so long, she just had Tina, who she loves even if they don’t have a lot in common. But at the end of the movie, things are different! They’ve befriended Newt Scamander and Queenie has fallen in love with the kindest, sweetest man she has ever met. She goes to Jacob’s bakery and is eager to reconnect with him. 

But then things begin to go south. First you have the spellbound article. Queenie feels like Newt has betrayed her sister to marry the high school sweetheart who from what she was able to deduce from reading his mind, mistreated him. (Which she was wrong about, but that’s another essay for another day.) So they’re not talking with Newt. Then Tina finds out about her seeing Jacob and of course goes into overprotective sister mode, which Queenie sees as dismissing her feelings. Queenie just wants to belong and be loved and she’s never felt anything like this before. In her eyes, Tina cares more about her job than her happiness. They stop talking. 

Which leaves Queenie with Jacob as the only person left in her support system. At this point, Queenie has next to no one left. She’s not talking with her sister, the only family she has. She just wants to feel loved and she loves Jacob so much! She feels like if she and Jacob get married, she’ll finally belong and be loved. After all, Jacob is even the one of the group who doesn’t mind the Legilimency, who sometimes seems to like it. He accepts her for her, see Jacob’s line in COG of “What do I miss about Queenie? Everything. Even the things that drove me nuts, I miss.” I mean, he even loves the things about her that annoy him! So when she puts Jacob under the spell, Queenie’s logic is basically “we can’t hide forever. This is the only way we can be a family.” Think about her line of “I just want to have a family. I want what everyone else has, that’s all.” Does that make it right? Noooooo way. But people who are overpowered with strong negative emotions don’t always think logically. 

So then enter Grindelwald. Tina and Jacob have been very dismissive of her feelings, which makes it easy for Grindelwald to “swoop in to the rescue” so to speak. He validates Queenie, tells her that he doesn’t want to hurt her, that he wants what she wants, for her to be able to marry the man who loves her and accepts her. Also, in the amphitheater, he says something about “we who live for truth... And love.” He knows Queenie well enough to know that she, like Credence, is starving for love, and that claiming that he’ll emotionally validate her is the only way to win her over. 

But what really pushed Queenie to Grindelwald, as well as his sweet-talking words of validation and supposedly “unconditional love”** was Jacob calling her crazy. Queenie has worked so hard to fit in and be accepted by “normal” people, that Jacob seeing through her fasade hurts, especially since Jacob is arguably one of the few people who accepts and loves her unconditionally, even the parts that scare other people off. 

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. It’s okay to not like Queenie after COG, what I’m not okay with is people not understanding her. Which I’ll be fair is partly to be blamed on the movie’s crap editing. Because you can’t argue the editing wasn’t shit after COG’s deleted scenes. But part of it I feel like is people not understanding what makes Queenie tick, which I hope this post remedies a bit!

**or so it appears. We all know of course that Grindelwald is using her and that Jacob and Tina are the ones who really love her, but again, another essay for another day.

[pinkykitten]

The Maze

Thomas x Taylor 

Warning: death, violence, cursing, spoilers (if u have not seen the movie dont read this)

Specifics: angst, fluff, romance, comedy, gifs, pics, aesthetics, oc, oc story, plus size, 600 followers competition 

People: too many to put down srry 

Words: 15,987 (omg this is the longest thing ive ever written in my life)

Requested: By @fyeahtaylorp (cannot tag) Ok so My OC’s name is Taylor she’s 5,5, plus size, blonde hair, blue eyes, and she’s sassy and confident most of the time. I was thinking maybe rebel Wilson as the actress she resembles. I want her to be with Thomas from the maze runner. I was thinking that they meet in the maze and she’s been there longer than him and they start as friends but when they escape the maze they grow closer especially after she’s taken away from the group when they get to wicked. Maybe she’s scared Thomas is into Teresa or Brenda but he’s is in love with her and she finds that out when he thinks something has happened to her and idk how to end it 😅😂

Authors Note: FINALLY IM ABOUT TO POST THIS AGHGHGHGHGH i am so srry this took so long ive been stressed lately and dealing with some personal issues but omg im so happy how this came out! i hope u guys like it as well and also its super long lol im srry. couple of things, i did not re read this cuz its too much so if there r mistakes then u know im not surprised. also i made my mind that i am not doing this every 100 more followers i get instead its every 300 more followers i get so next time i do a oc competition story will be when i reach 900 followers or if i lol thank u guys for the follow and i am totally getting back to writing i have a lot of things coming up that im excited for yay! hope u enjoy and thank u for requesting! 

previous oc story for my 500 followers: Erik Killmonger x oc Calantha Morrison 

“Stephen, Stephen...I need you. I’m scared.”

With a fright she woke up. Not understanding if her thoughts in her head while she slept were a dream or a reality. Everything she had just played in her mind was like a memory, it was as if Taylor lived through them.

She saw the sun beginning to rise, this was a sign to show her it was the start of the day. Her life seemed to be endless, it seemed to have no meaning. Everyday was unknown, unknown of where she came from or anything before the maze. She was stuck with many, many other young boys around her age, and some younger. It was unfair she felt to her and to the others.

“Where did I come from?” Taylor would ask herself from time to time, really pondering on that question.

As Taylor got up to start the day she got dressed in her ripped jeans and her long sleeve shirt, wearing her boots with it. “Time to begin the day.” She breathed out into the cool air but then she felt her most prized possession. Without even realizing she lifted her hand to touch her necklace. When she first arrived at the maze she was left with the necklace. It must mean something, but if only she knew what it meant, or who gave it to her? What did it signify?

“Hey Newt, hope you slept well,” Taylor smiled as she met with Newt for breakfast her stomach rumbling at the smell of Frypan’s food.

Newt chuckled, patting her arm as the walked to the others, “someone sounds hungry-

Taylor playfully hit his arm, “what’s that supposed to mean?

Newts face went pale as he thought that he had hurt Taylor’s feelings, “oh my, I’m sorry Tay.” She just laughed, “you’re fine Newt. But a girl’s gotta eat!”

Newt laughed at her statement and flung his arm over her shoulders, patting her soft arm in the process. They both walk to the breakfast area. Taylor sniffs the air and motions her way to the food. 

Taylor wiped her mouth as she stood up, enjoying her breakfast especially since she spent it with her friends. It was tough being the only girl in the Glade. Nobody there understood her, they tried to but it was difficult. It was just biology, she was a female and they, they were inexperienced boys. 

As Taylor’s boots trudged through the high, green grass she looked at the huge stone cold walls. The maze it what made everything in life seem impossible. Taylor stared at it, maybe if she stared at it long enough it would go away, but sure enough the concrete barriers were still there, almost seeming to laugh at her. 

“Hey you okay Tay?” Newt asked, concerned as he placed his hand on her shoulder. A smile growing on his lips. 

Taylor nodded and laughed, “yeah I was just thinking thats all. So these tulips, they are very beautiful.” Your hands landed on the flowers of Newt’s garden. The petals were soft and the scent was so pleasing. “Good job Newt, these are gorgeous!”

“Well, you helped me out with them, remember?”

Taylor chuckled, “yeah, I do.” She went to start by getting more suitable dirt for the produce and started taking out any weeds. Then watering them and adding food. 

As Taylor was about to replant some items she heard a lot of commotion coming from, “the box...”

Taylor sprinted to the elevator. All the boys were making a commotion. She squeezed through them and saw...him. Her heart started to beat fast as his light brown eyes met hers. Her blue ocean eyes widened when she saw him. She felt like she had met this boy before but she didn’t know where or how. When the boy’s face lands on her he seems to take a pause and as if inspect her. Gally takes him out of the box and they all corner him, not giving the newcomer space. 

“Hey guys give him some space!” Taylor shouted at the other boys, pushing them away from the newbie. Just then the newcomer makes a run for it. 

“We got a runner!” One of the kid yells. 

Taylor mentally slaps herself at how the others treated the new one. As the new boy falls and trips on the grass, Taylor motions to him. 

“Hello new one, I’m Taylor.” She stuck out her hand, a smile on her face. “Welcome home.”

Taylor and Newt show the ropes to the new kid, him still not remembering his name which she told him he will later on remember but his past will be always forgotten. She explained how everyone in the Glade has a job. “Alby, our leader, was the first one here, but we all have jobs here. Newt likes to garden.”

“And what do you do?” The boy asked, really interested in Taylor. 

Taylor put her hands on her hip all sassy, “well me-”

“Oh no here we go,” Newt laughed, knowing Taylor was about to make a speech of how important and how amazing her job is. 

“I’m a map maker. We have our runners who run the maze and every time they finish the maze they come to me! They tell me whats changed and what to add more. Its a team work and yes Newt to me it is one of the most important jobs. Just saying!”

As Taylor said this the runner came out of the Maze before it closed. 

With Newt’s permission Taylor shows the boy all the different areas and just a little bit about everything of his new home. 

They two sit on a log by the fire with the rest of the kids. Taylor hands the boy a drink to which he thinks taste bad. 

“So out there,” the boy points to the maze. “What happens out there?”

Taylor knew what horrible monster crawled those wall but she did not want to scare the new one, “I don’t really know, remember I’m no runner and for good reason. I could never run all that, I’m too slow.”

The boy laughs, “does anyone stay the night in the maze?”

Taylor shakes her head, her golden blonde hair also moving with her, “no, they wouldn’t survive. I don’t think, but any ways this is your first day here. Lets not worry about those things and instead worry about you having some fun tonight.” She saw the boy was not having it and was not wanting to have fun. With a sigh she sat firmly next to him. “Do you see those stars?”

The boy looks to the black sky, “there are millions of stars.”

“Yeah but these are yours.” She grabbed the boy’s hand and lead him to a bright twinkling star. “I can see that you are going to do just fine here. In fact many will trust, respect, and one will truly love you forever. Your time here will be something of learning and teaching to everyone.”

The boy nodded with surprise, “you got that all from that star, or are you just trying to make me feel better?”

“The stars never lie Greenie.” She puts her hand out to him as he takes it. They stand up to talk somewhere more private but as they do Gally throws a guy to the boy. 

They both start competing. “Okay Gally thats enough, he’s new here!” Taylor shouts to him over the other boys screaming and cheering. As she thought that the newbie would not win he pushes Gally to the floor. Everyone including Taylor cheers for the boy, but Gally kicks him making the greenie fall on his head. 

“My name is Thomas.” The boy stands up screaming with pure joy. “My name is Thomas, its Thomas!”

“Hooray for Thomas,” Taylor exclaims, slapping a hand on Thomas’s shoulder. The crowd goes wild for him. 

“Welcome home Thomas,” Alby says as he hand him a drink. 

The next day was hectic. One of the runners named Ben was stung by a griever and he attacked Thomas. Taylor heard the commotion and helped Newt hit Ben on the head with a shovel. Then Alby told the boys to lift Ben’s shirt. Seeing the stung made Taylor’s heart ache, she can see the pain and sadness of knowing in Ben’s eyes. She left with tears in her eyes. 

Taylor, Chuck and Alby all sat Thomas down to explain what had happened, to explain the nightmares that lay beyond those walls. 

She knew what was to happen the next day though. Ben is forced to enter into the maze and left their to die. There is no cure for the stung. Seeing this made Taylor cry, hating the outcome of life. 

Later on, Minho who is the lead runner and Alby go in the maze to retrace Ben’s steps. 

As Taylor awaited for them she spent the time with Thomas. Her hands were sweaty and she was nervous for them. Thomas made her feel safe and better. 

“I’m scared Thomas. I wish Ben’s life would not have ended that way, I hate when this happens.”

Thomas grabbed her hand and reassuringly rubbed his thumb over her knuckles. The action made Taylor blush and feel some sort of attraction to the newbie. “Every things gonna be fine Tay, remember the stars.” He smiled to her as he moved a piece of stray hair behind her ear. 

Taylor held onto Thomas’s hand and onto her necklace, just awaiting for the others. 

Finally at dusk Taylor and the others wait my the entrance of the maze. The doors have opened but there is no Minho or Alby. Taylor’s heart starts to pound, fast. She is frightened and scared. With her left hand to her lips she quickly searches for Thomas’s hand, her right soft one clasping his calloused hand.

“Why are they taking so long.” She whispered under her breath, clutching onto Thomas hand harder. 

“C’mon guys can’t we send someone after them?” Thomas asked, already looking worried. 

Gally squatting by the floor says, “that’s against the rules.”

Taylor rolls her eyes and massages her temple. 

“Either they make it back or they don’t.”

Newt looks at Taylor and Thomas, “can’t risk loosing anyone else.”

Suddenly, a huge gust of wind blows at the group awaiting. Taylor puts her arm up to shield herself from the particles in the wind. 

Then the maze gears start to turn and the maze walls start closing slowly. 

“Oh no,” Chuck whispers. 

“No please no,” Taylor starts to panic. Seeing the door start to close. 

“There,” points Thomas. 

In the distance of the maze Minho is carrying Alby, it seems as if he is hurt. 

“Oh my god look there right there,” Taylor shouts, feeling happy that she sees them, but they are so far away. 

“Wait something is wrong,” Newt points out. 

“Oh no,” Taylor says worried. 

“C’mon Minho you can do it!” Shouts Chuck. 

The rest of the boys start to cheer for Minho, Gally saying for Minho to leave Alby there. 

“C’mon Minho, hurry Minho! You can do this!” Taylor screams as loud as she can. Her heart racing every second that goes by. 

“They’re not gonna make it,” Newt and Taylor realize. 

“They’re too far away,” Taylor cries, tears going down her face. 

The maze walls getting close to shutting fully Taylor is at this point gripping Thomas arm so hard. 

Minho screams as he tries to drag Alby to the entrance of the maze, going as fast as he can. 

“He’s not gonna make it,” Taylor whispers. Every one is screaming, shouting, trying to push Minho to go faster. She looks around to all the scared faces, all the faces that seem to have hope. Taylor looks in front, feeling helpless as she cries more. 

Thomas realizes what must be done and without a second thought he runs ahead with only a few inches left until the maze closes. 

“NO THOMAS!” Taylor screams in a high pitched scream as she tries to grab Thomas. 

Everything else was like a flash before her eyes. Her Thomas was gone. 

“NO!!!!”

The door to the maze fully closed and Taylor fell onto the dirt, crying, knowing Thomas, Minho, and Alby were already gone. 

“No Thomas, why?” She cried as she wrapped herself in her sweater, wanting to feel his hand once again. 

She waited there all night, wrapping herself tighter in her sweater, clutching onto the necklace. 

“Taylor, you can’t stay here all night.” Newt said as he sat beside her, looking up the maze. 

“Yes I can and I will. Did you see what Thomas did Newt? He risked his life,” she stood up and placed her delicate cold hands on the stone wall. “He is  a hero, Newt. He’s probably scared, I just,” she gave a big sigh. “I just want him to be safe. He was one of the good ones, I saw it.”

Newt nodded his head and stayed with Taylor for as long as he could, when it was time to go to sleep he left Taylor with her thoughts. Taylor traced over the names of those who had passed away. Scolding herself for thinking that the name Thomas would be carved there. “C’mon Thomas, you gotta make it. You just gotta.”

When morning came Taylor was the first one waiting there for them. Her feet tapped subconsciously on the dirt floor. 

The door of the maze opened up and Taylor, Chuck, Newt and some others were there as well. Taylor held onto Chuck’s hand and he hugged her, trying to reassure here. 

“I’m here for you Taylor,” Chuck said.

“Thanks Chuck.” Chuck was like a little brother to Taylor. He was such a happy boy and just so kind it made her feel thankful to know him. 

Taylor and Chuck were so hopeful, just wanting to see the others there at the entrance of the maze. 

But nobody was there. 

“Told you guy,” Newt started. “they’re not coming back.”

Every one was starting to loose faith as they walked away, preceding with their life. Not Taylor though and Chuck. They stood and waited. 

Taylor looked down, starting to also loose faith as she didn’t see them coming. 

“No way,” said a boy as Taylor lifted her head she saw...

them. 

“Yeah!” Cheered Chuck. 

“Oh my god, yes! Yes!” She started to squeal. Taylor was overjoyed and so happy to see them. 

Thomas and Minho both worked together in saving Alby. They made it through the doors and laid Alby on the floor. 

Taylor’s eyes started to become glassy, they were starting to tear up at the sight before her. 

“You saw a griever?” Chuck asked, looking at Minho and Thomas. 

“Yeah I saw one.” Thomas said, out of breath. 

Minho shook his head, “he didn’t just see it, he killed it.”

The whole group looked at Thomas, shocked. Taylor smirked and hugged Thomas, “I knew there was something special about you.”

Thomas chuckled and hugged Taylor back. 

They arrive back to the hut where they all sit down and discuss what has changed within the maze. 

“This is where the magic happens,” Taylor whispered to Thomas as she gave him a wink. As they walked in there laid the map. It was unlike any other map. It was not made out of paper, no, it was made out of sticks, rocks. It showed where turns were made, how abstract the maze truly was. 

“Wow, this is what you guys do?” Thomas asked, mesmerized by how Taylor and her team had built the maze replica. 

“Yeah, now you’re a part of it.” Taylor bit her lip, trying to hold in her immense smile knowing now she gets to spend moments with Thomas. 

Thomas looks up at Taylor and grins at her, “well first off we went through here.”

Thomas and Minho sat in front of Taylor, telling her every little detail on how the maze has changed. They place the rock that they had written each section of the place and put it in its proper area.

Thomas peers around the room which makes Taylor uncomfortable. The room is dark, dull, it smells of copper, so much that someone could taste it. Taylor was the same way when she peered into the map making room, to her it was a bit scary, but if it was going to save the lives of all these kids, she would sacrifice her nose smell for a little bit. 

As Taylor listens to Minho’s route she stares intently at one piece, “hey maybe this is a pattern?”

The group discussed all night, for many hours. Words exchanging, ideas, thoughts, it was a long, long night. 

The next day as Taylor is tending to the garden she hears the unusual sound. The creaking of the box. 

“Guys! Guys come check this out!” She shouts as she runs to the elevator. The others arrive as well and the person that is shown shocks every one. 

“What in the world?” Some ask as they stare at this...

“Its a girl...,” Taylor crawls in the box as she stares at another girl. She’s not just the only girl anymore. A part of her feels happy and glad but another part of her feels, jealous. She did not understand why.

Newt jumps in as well, “yeah you’re right Tay...its another girl.”

They all stare in amazement and curiosity. Why would they be sent another girl? 

“Whats in her hand?” Gally asks. Newt takes out the paper in her hand and written on the small piece it says, ‘shes the last one ever’. Taylor’s face looks confused, what could this mean?

“What the hel* does that mean?” Newt looks up at Taylor. 

The new girl suddenly wakes up with a gasp, her breathing very hard. As she is struggling to regain her breath she utters only one name, “Thomas...”

The boys and Taylor look at Thomas, expecting him to know why this new girl said his name. He gave a look back of unknowing. 

As the three, Taylor, Thomas, and Minho discuss more about the maze in the map room some boys come around to the entrance. 

““What are you guys doing? You’re not allowed here,” Taylor tries to shoo them off but they stand their ground. “But its the girl.”

“What is she awake?” Thomas questions. 

The two boys look at each other then at Taylor’s group, “yeah well, you can say that.”

As Taylor runs to where the new girl is at Chuck chuckles and points up, “Girls are awesome.”

Taylor shoots him a face of annoyance, “really shank? Now you realize that?” She looks up to see the newbie throwing rocks at the boys down below. “Are you serious?” 

The boys have shields and are trying to diffuse the situation. 

“We just want to talk,” intervenes Thomas, but still the new girl keeps throwing rocks. 

“Let me handle this,” Taylor says as she stand in front of the boys. “Hello there fellow girl. How bout me and you talk? Just us girls only, hmm?”

The girl pauses with the rocks for a moment and that lets Taylor go up. 

As she climbs up she sees the girl there, huddled probably scared. 

“Hi there,” Taylor greets her with a smile. “Don’t worry none of the boys are coming up.”

“You’re a girl?” The new one asks, looking at Taylor up and down. 

Taylor nods, “yeah, I’m the first girl. Its nice to see another one, lets me have closure. Knowing I can relate to you.”

“How come I can’t remember anything?”

“Don’t worry, that happens to us all. I don’t remember anything, my past, memories, they are all gone. All I have is this to remind me that I did have a past.” Taylor pulls up her necklace for the new girl to see it. 

“Its beautiful.”

“Thanks, now you might remember your name a few hours from now or the next day.”

“My name is Teresa.”

Taylor is shocked a little. The new girl remember’s her name already. Something was way off about this Greenie. “Well Teresa my name is Taylor, nice to meet you.”

Behind Taylor climbs a Thomas. Teresa quickly pulls out a machete and points it at him. 

“Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, easy alright?”

“Yeah its okay Teresa, he’s one of the good guys,” Taylor smiles at Thomas. Thomas gives a little grin to Taylor at the comment she said. 

“So your name is Teresa?” Thomas asks as he settles next to Taylor. Teresa nods while Thomas introduces himself. “Teresa, I’m Thomas. But you already knew that, I guess, huh?”

Teresa still pointing the blade at Thomas looks to Taylor, “they said I kept saying his name in my sleep.” She turns to look at Thomas, “who are you?”

“He doesn’t know either,” Taylor says. “No one here remembers anything. We are just like you.”

Thomas places his hand on Taylor lap, “yeah, shes right. We all woke up in that box just like you. We are all the same. So I’m gonna take this.” Thomas takes the machete out of Teresa’s hand and gives it to Taylor. “Okay.”

Taylor let out the breath she had been holding. Taylor and Thomas stood by with Teresa, to make sure she felt safe. But there were so many questions that needed answering. 

Thomas, Minho, Winston, Zart and Frypan enter into the maze. Taylor says her goodbyes to them but as Thomas is about to leave Taylor meets with him. 

“I wanted to give you something before you go.” Taylor hands Thomas a sheet of paper, on the paper is drawn a butterfly on a flower. It looks so realistic and it is shaded nicely. “Its a little something so you remember me in there.”

Thomas smiles and brings Taylor into a long, tight hug. “I’m gonna miss you,” he murmurs in her ear. 

Taylor does not want to let go. She wants to keep holding onto him forever, “Please be careful out there. Please come back to me.” She cradles his face with her hands giving him a painful goodbye. He lets go and enters in the maze with the rest of the boys. 

When they return Gally states that Thomas has jepordized the peaceful relationship between the Gladers and the Grievers. 

“Really Gally? Just because they found that device inside one? Maybe that could be a way out!” Taylor tried to reason with him. But it was no use. Gally wanted him punished. 

“Wait a second, why don’t we just make Thomas a runner?” Newt suggested patting Taylor’s back knowing she would back him up on this idea. 

“That’s a great idea, second-in-command.” She expressed and put more emphasize on second-in-command to show he was high in social level. “Thomas would make a great runner.”

So it was made, Thomas ended up being designated as a runner. 

Minho guides Thomas to the maze Taylor built again. Now its more important than ever to really pay attention to the model since the boys found some new clues. 

“Three years,” Taylor says as she walks around the table where the model is being displayed. “Three years of exploration and finally now, now that you Thomas are making a difference, we are actually getting somewhere.”

Thomas places his hand on Taylor’s waist making Taylor blush. Minho spots the attraction between them and gives a smirk. He coughs and raises his brow, “...well then, along with what Taylor said the Maze’s numbered sections open and close in a regular sequence, that might be a code.”

Taylor peers at the device and then at the model of the maze. “Yeah, look. The device is numbered to correspond to a certain section within the maze. With this device we may be able to actually escape!”

This was good new to every one. Finally, a chance to escape, finally a chance to see the other world. That hope that Taylor longed for just seemed so out of reach mere seconds ago, yet when she says the plan it seems as if now it is lightly grazing her fingertips. Like she can feel it.

Taylor walks in on Teresa with two syringes. Taylor gave a face of curiosity. She did not know what liquid was in those shots and yet before Taylor could ask, Teresa already stuck it into Alby. 

“What did you do to him?” Taylor raised her fists to Teresa but she just put her hands up in defense. 

“Its okay Taylor!...Its okay. This is gonna help him.”

Taylor side eyed Teresa, “How do I know you’re not lying, hmm?”

Teresa shrugged, “you’re just gonna have to trust me.”

Taylor angry leaves the hut that Alby is in and goes into the woods to read and draw, trying to block out her. Taylor was not one to feel self-conscious, or jealous but when she saw Teresa she felt those evil things. When she saw Teresa with Thomas the anger boiled more within her. Taylor knew in her head that Teresa and Thomas must have had history together so Taylor knew she did not have a chance, and the thin girl always wins. 

That day Thomas and Minho again went into the Maze. When they came back Thomas was oddly happy to see Taylor. 

Thomas ran up to her and gave her a big hug. 

“Whats this for?” Taylor chuckles, deepening the hug. 

“Tay,” Thomas puts his hands on her cheeks, it looks as if he is about to kiss her. “We may have found a way to get out of here, to get out of this maze. Wouldn't you like that?”

Taylor smiles, “I would love that Thomas.” She then laces her fingers with his wanting to show him that she does care and that he does matter. Thomas looks at the two hands together and starts coming in closer to Taylor but then Gally interrupts and starts to have an argument with Thomas. The argument is cut short when Teresa says that Alby’s awake. Feeling relief Taylor makes her way over to his hut to see how he is doing. 

“Has he said anything?” Minho asks, worry clearly evident in his voice. 

“No,” Teresa answers. 

“Alby, Alby you alright?” Newt asks, looking into Alby’s eyes as he rests next to him on his bed.

“Lets not over crowd him guys. I don’t want to scare him or makes him feel uncomfortable.” Taylor says, standing next to Thomas and squatting to get a good eyes level with Alby. 

“Hey Alby,” Thomas said as he squats next to Taylor. “We might of just found a way out of the maze. You hear me, we could be gettin out of here.”

Alby then whispers the next two words, tears falling down his face. “We can’t...we can’t leave. They won’t let us.”

“What are you talking about?” Thomas asks, uncertain. 

“I remember,” Alby says, making Taylor gasp. 

“What do you remember?” Thomas questions Alby. 

“You.”

“Thomas, what is he talking about?” Taylor’s eyes searching for an answer as she looks to Thomas. 

“And you...Taylor. You two were always their favorites. Always.”

Taylor’s heart started to beat at an uncontrollable rate. She felt unable to breathe. Alby knew something of her past that she doesn’t even know. Did she know Thomas before the maze? Her head was starting to spin, her whole life seemed like a mystery to her. 

“Why did you do this?” Alby’s tears came out more as he stared at Taylor and Thomas. “Why did you two come here?”

There is a lot of commotion outside the tent. The whole group goes outside to see what all the ruckus is when they are met with something of their nightmares. 

That night the maze entrance does not close leaving the Grievers to pour into the glade. It was a war between the Gladers and the monsters. Every one who knew Taylor knew about her fears. One of her fears was spiders, and to her these Grievers looked like gigantic, scary, spiders. Taylor and the rest of the gang tried their hardest to fight against the demons but some won. Some of your group including Zart and the beloved Alby passed due to the fighting. It was a struggle to fight and to try to win. Taylor kept close to Thomas, making sure he was safe before her in any of this. 

As the fight finished Taylor looked around her. The home she knew all these years was broken, it was devastating. All their produce was gone, everything was up in flames. But Taylor did not blame Thomas for any of it, instead she embraced his actions knowing things were gonna change soon. 

Gally came furious to Thomas and punched him, blaming him for all the mess and how the Grievers are now angry with the Gladers. In an attempt to regain his memories, Thomas stabs himself with a  Griver stinger. 

“No! Thomas what are you doing?” Taylor called out to him, catching him as he fell after the impact of the sting. 

She waits, and waits. Since Thomas was knocked unconscious because of the sting, Gally made it that Thomas was put in a cell. So Taylor waited right next to the cell until Thomas woke up. She kept looking at him and then at her necklace. She felt like all this time she knew Thomas, something within her made her feel some sort of attraction towards Thomas. Like if they were meant to be. 

Thomas woke up, his eyes shooting open as if he were amazed or surprised. 

“Thomas you’re awake!” Taylor shoots him a smile as she combs back her blonde hair with her hands. “I have some bad news for you.”

All the while Taylor is telling him how Gally is going to sacrifice him and Teresa, Thomas cannot stop looking at her with a face. He just stares into those blue eyes, knowing full well the whole story, the reason for that necklace. He knows about her past, her memories. But he chose to keep that inside...for now. 

“Are you okay Thomas?”

“Why do you never give up on me? Like, here, you always takes my side, are always by my side, why?”

Taylor just shrugged, “I don’t know. I just feel comfortable and safe around you. Someone who makes me feel that way couldn’t be bad.”

Thomas smiles and puts his fingers through the cell spaces. Taylor grabs his fingers and with a heart warming grin opens the cell for him. 

Without Taylor, Thomas goes to the other to tell them about what he remembered. As Gally tries to sacrifice Thomas and Teresa, the other Gladers free them and are on their way through the maze. 

Taylor is very much afraid, going through the maze. She is afraid of the what she calls spiders, but the Grievers. As she walks through with the others for the first time Thomas holds her hand in his. 

“I’m here Tay. I’m gonna protect you.”

That made Taylor feel at more ease. As Taylor and the group come face to face with the monsters, Thomas saves and protects Taylor. They make it past through the Grievers, some from the group have passed but the survivors stumble upon a laboratory. 

“What in the hel* is this?” Taylor asks as she and the others see dead scientists and technicians there. “It looks like there was a shootout here or something.”

Suddenly a woman in a video recording shows up. Her name is Ava Paige, she starts explaining that the planet is broken by a solar flare, and then there’s the deadly virus called the Flare that if someone were to have it, it would affect the brain. The Gladers, Taylor, are immune to the flare. She then learns how all this, the maze, the chaos, all the hel* that they were put through was for an experiment. It was to study their brains as it worked as a resistance to the virus. Taylor feels as if she knows the woman, she keeps an eye on her while Thomas stares at Taylor, knowing the full story. 

Taylor can see in the background of the video, these men start coming out in these mercenary clothing and start shooting the others there. Dr. Paige lifts a gun to her head and before she shoots herself she utters these last words, “and remember, W.C.K.D is good.” She pulls the trigger and shoots the bullet in her head. 

Taylor shouts in surprise and puts her face to Thomas’s chest. Thomas pats her back lovingly and looks completely shocked, not knowing what the next step is.

 As Taylor looks back she sees, “Gally?” The whole group turns around and sees that Gally is there. It appears as if he has been stung from a Griever. He has a gun in his hand, his body starts shaking as he starts to tear up. 

“Gally...stop what you are doing. We can talk about this.” Taylor tries to reassure him as she puts her hand in front of Thomas to protect him. 

“We can’t leave.” Gally starts as he shaking his head. 

“We did Gally, we’re out.” Thomas says as he’s on alert mode. Nobody knowing what Gally is going to do next. “We’re free.”

“Free?” Gally laughs as he looks around. “You think we’re free out there? No, no there’s no escape from this place.” He then lifts the gun at the group. Every one gasps and walks back. Thomas tries to reason with him. “Gally listen to me. You’re not thinking straight. You’re not.”

Taylor turns around to see Minho tighten his grip around his spear. 

“And we can help you,” Thomas pleads. “Just put down the gun.”

With his gun pointing directly at Thomas, Gally cries, “I belong to the maze.”

“Just put down the gun,” Thomas says again. 

“We all do,” Gally says as he’s about to shoot. 

“Gally!” Thomas and Taylor scream as Chuck goes in front of Thomas and Taylor. Every thing happened at the speed of light. The gun was shot but Minho threw his spear directly into Gally’s chest. Every one is scared and shocked at the sight before them. Gally is struggling to breathe as he falls atop the broken pieces of glass. Just as Taylor thought everything was going to be okay Chuck starts to breathe differently. 

“Thomas,” Chuck says as he looks at him and Taylor looks down to his chest to see the bullet shot Chuck. 

“No, oh god please no,” Taylor starts crying as Thomas catches him before he fell to the floor. 

“Oh shi*, oh shi*,” Thomas panics as he runs his hands up and down Chucks face and chest, not knowing what to do with the wound. “Look at me, Chuck just hang on.” Thomas tries to talk him into staying alive, giving him words of encouragement. Taylor’s vision starts to become blurry from all her crying. 

As Chuck struggles to breathe he hands Thomas the carving he did that he was going to give to his parents. He is now entrusting that Thomas finish the quest. 

“No, Chuck you’re gonna give that to them, remember? You’re gonna live, my sweet Chuck.” Taylor voice comes out in broken sobs but at the same time her voice is soothing and comforting. Her hands go to stroke Chuck’s curly hair, wanting his death to be as peaceful as possible. 

“Thank you,” Chuck smiles as he looks up to Taylor and then Thomas. His breathing is loud and then...it stops. Those were Chuck’s last words. 

“Chuck? Chuck, hey. Hey, Chuck c’mon! Oh my god!” Thomas sobs as he sees his friend die right in front of him. His eyes still open as he fell asleep in death. Taylor looks up to see the rest of the group crying as well. She starts by putting a hand on Thomas’s back but she as well is sobbing vigorously. “Oh Chuck.”

Suddenly, a door opens and a bright light falls through the room. These men start running in as Teresa calls out for him. Thomas does not care, his tears and crying are all that comes out of him. Taylor puts her hand on her mouth and closes her eyes as she cries some more. The men come in and take the others away, but the pull Taylor and Thomas away from Chuck’s body. As they try to take Thomas away Thomas wiggles out of their grasp and crawls away to Chuck’s body. They pull him away as he cries to let him go. Taylor and the rest run out into a whole landscape of sandy dunes. Every one is ushered into a helicopter. As they throw Thomas in, Taylor grabs him and sits next to him, holding his hand. The masked man reassures the others that they are safe. The helicopter flies up and down below is the maze. Taylor opens her mouth in shock as she sees what the maze truly looks like. All her life that’s all she’s ever know. She was afraid to see what life was like after all this. 

“Relax kid, everything's gonna change,” the masked man says. 

Taylor looks out the window to the new possibilities, to the new future of her life. 

It had been a couple of years since Taylor was rescued, along with other Gladers, from the maze. They are all taken to a facility by a man named Mr. Janson. He tells the group that the building is a safe haven, it will protect them. That they are protected by WCKD, the virus and the after math of the virus...cranks. He also gives food, clothes, and sanitation. There are also others from different mazes present there.

Taylor met one girl that was also in her shoes. She was part of a maze as well. She was also bigger than most of the girls so Taylor and her had a lot in common. Her name was Jessica. On the first night that they stayed, Taylor felt afraid and unsure but Jessica made her feel welcomed and safe. 

(this is Jessica: oc, models name is Paloma Elsesser)

During lunch after Taylor would talk with her friends she would then talk with Jessica. 

“Don’t you feel its a little bit...odd.” Taylor asks one day as she stares at the people working at the facility. 

“What do you mean by odd?” Jessica raises her brow. 

“I mean, why would they give us all this? Like what are they really doing behind closed doors?”

“I don’t know about you but I’m happy with having these things. I think you’re just worrying too much.”

Taylor bit her lip as she nodded, “yeah you’re probably right.”

No...Taylor was very wrong. Thomas and another boy from another maze named Aris Jones went to inspect what was really happening behind closed doors. To Taylor it was horrific. She felt that every one here lied to her. They learned that Dr. Ava Paige is still alive and that Mr. Janson is working for WCKD. Taylor even learned that they were experiment on the immunes and Janson has yet to find the Right Arm, which is a resistance group located in the mountains. 

“Tay, they lied to us. All of us,” Thomas says as he tries to convince her. Taylor nods and hugs him. “Don’t worry Thomas, I would never lie to you. And besides we will always find a way out.” She smiles up at him and as they get closer and closer Jessica interrupts, “Oh am I ruining something here?”

Taylor puts her hand on her hip and chuckles, “no you’re not. C’mon I have a lot of explaining to do with you.” 

The group including Aris and Jessica escape the facility. Everyone runs to the doors as they announce on the speakers the count down. Thomas holds Taylor’s hand as they run while Jessica holds onto Newt’s hand. 

As Thomas tries to put the card in to open the door Mr. Janson and his group show up. The door isn’t opening though. 

“Aw shi*, it looks like its jammed!” Taylor becomes worried as Thomas keeps re trying and re trying. 

“Oh my god we’re not gonna make it,” Jessica bits her nails. 

“Thomas!” Yells rat-face. Everyone starts panicking and they start hitting the door while Thomas grabs the gun he’s holding and points it to Mr. Janson. 

“Open this door Janson,” Thomas comes closer with the gun, while Janson holds his hands up in surrender mode. 

“You really don’t want me to!”

“Open the dam* door!” Thomas screams while Taylor and Minho try to go through the door. 

“Listen to me! I’m trying to save your life. The maze is one thing but you kids would not last a day out in the scorch. If the elements won’t kill you, the cranks will. Thomas, you have to believe me. I only want whats best for you.”

Finally Thomas shows Janson’s true colors, he reveals the secret Janson has been keeping. “Yeah let me guess, WCKD is good?”

Janson becomes agitated and he lets his arms down, “you’re not getting through that door Thomas. 

“Its unlocked!” Taylor shouts as the door starts to move upward. On the other side you are met with Alvis and Winston. “Hey guys.”

“C’mon,” Frypan says as he runs out. Everyone goes except for Taylor. Taylor wants to wait for Thomas so she moves next to him. “C’mon Thomas we have to go! Lets go!” Thomas starts shooting Janson and his men as he backs up with Taylor. The gun stops working and he throws it to the men. As Thomas turns around to run away he grabs Taylor’s hand and they run together to the door with Janson and his men following them. 

Janson says in his watch, “shut the main vault door. Shut the main vault door!”

As Taylor and Thomas are running to the door, the door starts to close. 

“No!” Shouts Teresa. 

Taylor grasps Thomas’s hand so hard as she runs for dear life. 

The group starts to shout at the two of them, “C’mon Thomas, Taylor! C’mon!”

The door almost closes as Taylor and Thomas slide under the small gap that was left. The two make it leaving Taylor so terrified. 

“Oh my god girl you scared me!” Jessica says as she grabs Taylor in a tight hug, helping her get up. “C’mon we gotta go.”

Alvis hits the lock so that Janson cannot get through. As the group is about to leave Winston grabs a gun making Taylor do the same. Thomas sees that Janson cannot get through so he puts his middle finger up, making Taylor laugh. They all run away. Taylor holding onto Jessica’s hand as they make it to the exit. The alarm sounding off. Thomas opens the huge doors and whats shown out there is really a windy sandy place. Taylor’s afraid and she holds onto Jessica’s hand tighter. 

“We got this Tay,” Jessica says with a smile. “We gonna be fine, you’ll see.”

Taylor nods and the group get out and into the scorch. 

Taylor and the rest end up at an abandoned market place. Its dark and very spooky, no light reaching inside at all.

“Wow its so dark, man,” Jessica puts her hands out in front of her to prove a point. 

Minho then starts the generator and as the lights come on it looks as if people were here before. There are tents and blankets resting on the floor, lights that are strung above the items. More lights keep turning on, lamps, small lights, they keep flashing on. Minho smiles thinking every thing is fine until a, what seems to be a woman, comes slamming on the fence door. Her mouth and eyes are pitch black and she has veins all over her face. 

Minho and Taylor scream in unison, “Thomas watch out!”

“What the hel* is that?” As Taylor stands next to Minho, bringing Thomas back. As those words left her mouth there was more screeching behind them. Taylor, Minho, and Thomas turned around and out came a whole group of them. 

“Oh my god theres more!” Taylor said backing away, her backpack behind her carrying her gun.

One of them came limping to the group but Minho picked up a sledgehammer and smacked the thing with it. 

“What the hell is that thing?” Minho asks, his flashlight shining on them. Out in the distance more of them came, “C’mon we gotta go! We gotta go!” Thomas shouted, pulling Taylor by her jacket with him. Running out the double doors the Cranks are right behind them. Taylor helps the boys to close the door before the crank could come in. 

“Hold it down!” Shouts Minho. 

“What?” Thomas asks. Taylor sees Minho is having some trouble pushing the huge cabinets to cover the door so she goes next to him and helps push. “Watch out Thomas!” Taylor exclaims as the cabinet falls to cover the door. 

Now, cranks are coming out of every corner. “Oh shi*,” Taylor mutters as Thomas grabs her hand and they all run away. Making it up the escalator Taylor follows Thomas but she slips and her foot gets caught in the escalator. Thomas and Minho almost up ahead don’t take notice of her fall. Taylor, panicking tries to take her foot out but it is really stuck. She turns her head back and sees the cranks coming closer. “Thomas! Minho!” Her screams echoes through the building and Thomas turns around not seeing Taylor. 

“Minho wheres Taylor?!?”

Minho shrugs and his eyes widen. “Crap c’mon!” 

Thomas ran like he has never ran in his life, he ran faster than ever in the maze. “I need to help her. Please, oh god please, please be okay.” He thought in his head thinking about Taylor. 

Taylor, still shouting sees the cranks coming closer and closer. She starts to tear up, this is it, this is where she dies. As the cranks are almost to her Thomas and Minho make it and see that indeed her foot it stuck. 

“Oh Tay this may hurt,” Minho winces as he sees her foot, but then he quickens as he sees how many are behind them. “Shi*”

Thomas grabs her hand, “don’t worry Tay, I’m right here. I won’t let anything happen to you.” His other hand is tending to her foot. 

Taylor smiles and puts her head back along with her hands. “I’ll hold them off boys.” She pulls her gun out and starts shooting those that are almost to them. 

“Okay but she’s a badas*,” Minho chuckles seeing even though Taylor hurting she still manages to get the work done!

“C’mon,” Thomas says as he is getting frustrated. Finally they set her free and she sprints in front of Thomas, him still holding her hand to make sure she is safe and with him now 100 percent of the time. 

“I told you we got you,” Thomas smiles as they now run so fast away from the cranks close up on them.

As Taylor, Minho and Thomas sprint ahead they see the rest of their group. 

“We have to warn them!” Taylor said as she started to wave her hands to get their attention and to show panic. 

“Hey!” Shouts Thomas. The rest of the group look at the three running and they wear a curious face. The three yell all different things, warnings, to run, to go away. 

“Why aren’t they moving?” Minho asks as he runs ahead of Taylor. Then Taylor sees their horrified face when they see the cranks running ahead. The others start running as the cranks get closer to Taylor. Taylor, already tired keeps her head in the game. Jumping over man boxes laid on the floor so as not to lose the momentum. A back pack is thrown to Thomas and Taylor assists him in putting it on. The group now rejoined, they make their way up another escalator. As they make their way up a crank appears out of nowhere and the others are scared and taken aback. Aris gets his bat and hits the crank with it. More cranks appear and the group is split up for only a short while. Teresa is split with Thomas while Taylor is put with the others. A crank comes at Taylor and Newt and as it is about to get the two of them Taylor pulls out her gun and aims straight at the cranks head, pulling the trigger. “Bulls eye,” Taylor smirks. Everyone meets up again as they try to make it to the exit. Newt again gets tackled by a crank and Thomas saves him. A whole group of cranks start appearing from the distance to the group of Taylor’s. Everyone runs to a small corridor that is nearby. It is tight and compact and no one knows where they are going. The cranks go into the tiny space as well. Everyone freaks out. 

“C’mon guys move it!” Taylor shouts as it is hard for her to manage in that tight space. They make it to doors but as Thomas and Minho try to open them up they cannot because they are locked. 

“Are you serious right now?” Taylor panics as she combed her hair with her fingers. 

Minho and Thomas try to open it up and Winston shouts, “I’ll hold them back.” He pulls out his gun while Taylor does the same. She stands next to Winston and starts shooting the cranks. Winston smiles at her and she nods, grinning. Frypan finally opens the door and Thomas grabs Taylor’s hand to go through the door first. As Winston tries to go out he gets caught by some cranks and as they try to take him out of the grasps of the cranks the cranks start scratching him on the stomach. Taylor with Minho and Thomas try to close the doors but Thomas sends Minho away. 

“Go Tay, I got this, go.”

“No I’m not leaving you. We do this together.”

Thomas looks at the cranks and at the right time he grabs Taylor’s hands and they both run away together. 

They all spent the night under some debris just waiting for the right time to make a run for it. 

When they all wake up, Thomas looks out to see if it is safe to leave. In the light of the morning sun Taylor peers around her surroundings and sees how city is in ruins. 

“WCKD is probably still looking for us. We have to move.” Taylor says as she stretches and grabs her gun. She grabs Jessica’s hand and brings her up for a stand. 

As the group trudges along through the sand Winston’s infection is getting worse until he falls down. Taylor can see the pain evident on his face, she feels so sorry for him. She wanted him to make it. She looked at the others face and some knew but some had hope. That was good for him in that moment, to have hope. 

“I’m not gonna make it,” Winston says in a rough, hoarse voice. His breathing is starting to quicken. Everyone looks at each other, not knowing what to do. “Please don’t let me turn into one of those things.”

Taylor feels a tear fall down her cheek, her heart breaking at what she is seeing. Winston pulls his hand out as if to hand something to him. 

Everyone is frozen but Newt goes and takes the gun. Thomas thinks that he’s going to shoot Winston but he doesn’t. Instead Newt gives him the gun, it will be on Winston’s time to do that to himself. 

“Thank you,” Winston manages to say. “Now get out of here.”

“Goodbye Winston,” Newt swallows the pain as he looks into his eyes. 

Everyone leaves until its just Taylor and Thomas. Thomas’s eyes become glassy as he looks at a dying man. “Its alright,” Winston reassures him in his last moments. 

“I’m sorry,” Thomas whispers. 

Winston’s last words were, “Thomas, take care of them okay?”

Thomas nods and leaves with Taylor. 

As they go and move away a gun shot is heard through out. It echoes in the world. Everyone pauses and just takes a time to gather themselves up and proceed. Taylor still has tears coming out but she doesn’t want to make a scene so she tries to compose herself and wipes her tears away. 

Thomas sees this and holds her hand, “hey you know, its okay to cry.” He said it more as a statement then a question. Taylor brought him into a hug and cried into his shoulders, feeling mentally tired and emotionally. But she was determined to make it to the end.  

Night came and so did sleep, but as the group was in slumber Thomas woke up to a civilization in the distance, but they are also greeted by a thunderstorm. They run to an abandoned building for shelter but as they are running Jessica slows down. Minho helps and tries to save her by helping her in running but he gets struck by the lighting. 

“Minho!” Jessica and Thomas cream in unison. As they take him to the shelter he does indeed survive. Jessica hugs him lightly, not wanting to hurt him and smiles, “thanks Min Min for saving my as*, I am a god dam* slow runner. For real though, thank you.”

They are greeted with chained up cranks. One after enough coming at them but not quite yet making it. 

“I see you’ve met our guard dogs.” A new voice calls out. It is a girl, she walks up to all of the group and smiles, “you guys look like shi*.”

“Hel* I like her already,” Jessica chuckles but Taylor hits her lightly on the chest. “Ow, what she seems pretty okay.”

“We don’t know what she’s like,” Taylor whispered to Jessica. 

“Don’t worry I don’t bite, the names Brenda.”

They meet Brenda and Jorge who lead a dangerous group of survivors. Brenda and Jorge learn that Thomas and his group had come from WCKD and are looking for the right arm they agree to take them to them. 

Moments later WCKD arrives and storms the place but Jorge’s bombs go off and the facility is destroyed. Taylor and Thomas split up. Taylor ends up with Jorge’s group while Brenda and Thomas are left behind. 

Thomas P.O.V.

Thomas and Brenda escape the cranks but Brenda gets infected by one. Thomas gets another flashback and remembers when he was working for WCKD. He tried to warn Teresa and Taylor about WCKD’s plans but they were all separated by WCKD’s troops. 

Thomas ends up kissing Brenda but as he is kissing her he thinks of...”Taylor.” he breathes out. 

“What,” Brenda asks as she stand back. 

“You are not her.” Thomas wanted that kiss to be Taylor. That was it, he knew he was in love with Taylor. 

Thomas P.O.V. end

Thoma and Brenda meet up with Taylor and the rest of the group again. Taylor runs to hug Thomas and puts her hands on his cheek, “oh my god. I thought something terrible happened to you.”

Thomas grins and puts his hands on her cheeks, “I’m fine, along with the help of her.” He points to Brenda and Taylor’s heart almost shatters. She can see something, some type of affection going on between the two. 

Taylor nods her head while putting up a fake smiles, “oh thats good. I’m glad you both made it out safely.” She puts her hands down and walks away. First she had to deal with Teresa now Brenda. She clenched her fist knowing how this ends. It will end with either beautiful girls getting the guy and Taylor getting no one. With big girls thats how it always ends. 

Jessica finds Taylor sitting away from the group. “Hey Tay Tay, whats wrong girl?”

Taylor just shrugs, “I know Thomas so well already.”

“What?” Jessica asks as she sits beside her. 

“I feel like I’ve known Thomas, like I’ve known him forever...Jess...I’m in love with Thomas.”

“Oh shi*,” Jessica mutters. 

“Yeah, oh shi* is right and I know he either likes Teresa or Brenda way more than fat old me.”

“Don’t say those things,” Jessica puts her arm over Taylor’s shoulder. “You are way more than that you hear? So what if you got a little junk in the trunk you are special Taylor. You did what other big girls no, what other girls think is impossible. You escaped that maze you escaped WCKD you did so many incredible things. You are kind and sweet but ooh but do you have sass! If Thomas cannot see all the amazing things I see or for who you really are than girl, he is not meant for you. You are a diamond in the rough sand paper sand.” Jessica picks up a pile of sand and this makes them both laugh. 

(not my gif! do not own)

“Thanks sis, I needed that,” Jessica helps Taylor stand up and they both embrace. 

“What a beautiful embrace, are we celebrating cause we’re not dead ladies?” Minho jokes, waiting patiently for the two of them. 

“Can I get some of that action?” Frypan chuckles as he playfully hits Minho like am I right?

The two side eye them, “No boys were are celebrating us big women...we can do anything, and that boys is a fact.” Taylor and Jessica walk hand in hand back to the group. 

Jorge interrogates Marcus, a survivor works for WCKD, into revealing the whereabouts of The Right Arm.

The group goes and finds their way arrive at the right arm relief camps. There are other survivors there and they are greeted by a man named Vince. He is the leader and decides if Thomas’s group can stay or not. 

Brenda’s infection worsens and Vince threatens to shoot her. But a former scientist that worked for WCKD stops Vince. “Hello Thomas and hello to you too Taylor.”

“You know me?” Thomas asks the stranger. 

Taylor’s face becomes of confusion, “wait how do you know us?”

“Interesting...it makes sense they put you two in the maze.”

“Thomas, what is she talking about?” Taylor raises her brow. Thomas knows and he looks away. “How does she know who I am? How does she know I was in the maze?” Taylor tries to look into his eyes but he looks away, almost ashamed. “Anybody?” When she looks at the others they too are not looking at her. Jessica pats Taylor’s shoulder. 

“Though I must admit,” the scientist kept going. “I was worried they’d kill ya after what you did.”

“After what you did, Thomas what does she mean?” At this point Taylor was getting furious, she felt like she was invisible. The stranger went to Brenda and tended to her. But she could see that Taylor and Thomas were both searching for answers. 

“What I did?” Thomas asked. 

“The first time we spoke you said you couldn’t take it no more. Watching your friends die one by one. The last time we spoke you gave me the coordinates of every WCKD compound, trial, and lab.”

“He was our source,” said Vince. 

“They couldn’t have pulled this off without him,” the scientist praised Thomas. “Take her [Brenda] to the tent. Get these guys some warm clothes.” They carried Brenda away. As Taylor went to ask Thomas what happened she saw the glances Teresa kept giving Thomas. 

Jessica saw that Taylor’s face was of anger so she placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, “hey you think you’re gonna be alright?”

Taylor looked into her brown, haze eyes and nodded, “you know me Jess...I’m always alright.”

Jessica smiled and left her. Taylor grabbed harshly both Thomas and Teresa behind one of the tents. “What the hel* was all that back there?” Taylor shouted as anger entered into her. 

“Please Tay, let me explain.” Thomas tried to calm her, putting both his hands on her shoulders. 

“Please, make it quick. Why was she talking about us like she knew us? And you kept giving Teresa a look?”

Teresa looked down and then at Taylor, “Back then before the maze, you had worked for WCKD...”

Taylor’s face became of sadness and disbelief, “no thats not true. That can’t be-”

“It is Taylor,” Thomas whispered as he grabbed her hands. “Before the maze, you, Teresa, and me we all worked for the maze. Sticking our friends in a death maze, we did that. We worked for them. I went, when we were still working for them, to you two and tried to warn you both about WCKD but we were all separated, you were first Taylor, you were first to be put in the maze. Also, when we were working for them me and you were very close to each other...Where do you think you got that necklace?”

Taylor peers down to her chest and sees the necklace, her eyes start to water. Thats why the first time she saw Thomas she felt like she knew him. “You knew all this time and din’t think to tell me? You told her, my story, to her, and not even to me! Why would you keep something like that from me, Thomas?”

Thomas felt ashamed and guilty, “I don’t know Tay, I just-”

“He wanted to protect you,” Teresa butted in. Taylor pointed a finger at Teresa, “I don’t want to be rude, but you better but out right now or so help me god.”

Teresa walked up to Taylor, face to face, body to body, “Or what, Tay? What are you really gonna do to me? Thomas was just trying to protect you, if you really cared about his friendship then you would forgive him and you would accept the decision he made. 

“Yeah Teresa you’re are forgetting one thing, who was the first to be in that maze between us? Who had to live every breathing moment in there with just herself as the only female, and who had to accept that she may never see her family again because she doesn’t even know her history? That information was mine, Teresa, I should have, no, I needed to know that. So protect your boyfriend or your crush but nothing you say will make it better that he kept my life from me.” Taylor pushed Teresa to Thomas and went to go find Jessica. 

The scientist woman comes to Thomas and tells him he needs to give his blood. The scientists lady is Mary Cooper. As Mary halts Brenda's infection using an enzyme cure, Mary explains that the enzyme can only be harvested from an Immune's body, not manufactured, and that arguments over the methods of manufacturing the cure with Ava lead Mary's departure from WCKD.

After the argument they all had and Thomas helped Brenda Taylor saw Teresa climb these rocks. Taylor felt more angry when she saw Thomas climbing them to get to her, to see whats wrong with her. Taylor went and followed them to eaves drop on their conversation. 

“You okay?” Thomas questioned as he made it to the top and looked at Teresa. Taylor was hidden behind one of the boulder listening. “What are you doing up here?”

“Just thinking.”

“Well I’ll let you be alone.”

“Do you remember your mother?”

“Uh, I think so,” Thomas thought for a while on that question. 

“You remember mine? She’s a beautiful woman. Every body loved her, before WCKD she was all I had. When she got sick, I didn’t know what to do. They just kept her locked up, hidden. I thought she’d get better. Every night she’d make these awful sounds, like screaming. And then one night she just, stopped. It was finally quiet. I went down to her room, there was blood everywhere. And she just sat there calm. She said she was feeling better. The visions were calm, she’d taken care of them. She took her eyes out Thomas. There are millions of people suffering out there. Millions of stories just like mine. We can’t turn our backs on them. I won’t. 

Taylor’s mouth opened in shock, “please no please no.”

“What are you saying?” Thomas hoped she was talking nonsense, he hoped she did not do the thing that they were all running away from. 

“I’m saying I want you to understand.”

“Understand what?”

“Why I did it.”

In the distance there are helicopters and Taylor’s heart sinks, “oh my god they’re here.”

“Teresa...”

“Please don’t fight them Thomas.”

“What are you doing? What have you done?”

Thomas runs down and Taylor sprints in front of his path, “this way Thomas.” Even though Taylor was mad at him still she needed to protect him, she needed to protect her friends. She grabbed onto his hand and they both ran to the others to warn them, but they were too late. The helicopter shot a explosive and the camps blew up, “No!” They both scream in unison. 

There was an ambush by WCKD. As some warned others, other were dead. 

“Tay!” A high pitched scream came out as Taylor looked around she saw Jessica run to her. “Oh my god I thought they got you too.” They both hugged and tried to run away. But there were so many of the WCKD that Taylor knew she had to do something. “Jessica, listen to me, be careful.” Taylor whispered the words to her as she pushed Jessica to Thomas and stood next to Minho. 

“Go guys we got this!” Minho says as he and Taylor start shooting. 

“No, guys come back here,” Thomas shouts over the commotion. They all hide behind a couple of boxes. Just as Minho is re-loading his gun WCKD shoot a device on him that makes his still. 

“Minho!” Thomas screams as Jessica and Newt pull him back. 

“No!!!!” Taylor shouts as she starts shooting uncontrollably but someone from WCKD comes behind her and hits her with the back of their gun, making her fall down and they put the device on her. 

“Taylor!” Thomas and Jessica scream. Jessica gets up and, without any weapons tries to fight WCKD but they shoot her in the stomach. 

“NO!!!” Taylor screams at the top of her lungs. Her heart just breaking. She starts to sob as she tries to crawl to her friend. “Oh my god oh my god,” was all she could say. 

“Its okay Tay Tay, its okay. I’m sorry, I just tried.” Blood spilled and poured from her mouth and her breathing stopped. “No please no Jess, c’mon Jess please Jess. Please don’t go Jess!” Taylor shouted as she held onto her but WCKD dragged Taylor away from the body, her screams so high pitched it hurt anybodies ears. “Please don’t please, Jess!

“Tay, Minho,” Thomas shouted as he tried to get to her and him. But Vince stopped him. Thomas was crying as he looked at Taylor getting taken by WCKD. Taylor felt like her life was gone and she was already dead. As Taylor went inside the helicopter she was greeted by Ava Paige’s presence, Dr. Paige looked beyond and saw the survivors, she saw Thomas. With an evil eye she glared at him. 

Thomas P.O.V.

The whole place is a disaster. Everything is ruined. Most of the tents were burned up and the survivors are looking for any materials or items that they could save. 

“What do we do now?” Asks Frypan as he looks to the distance, trying to collect himself. 

“I would pick up whats left of us.” Scans Vince as he tries to see if there are others. “Stick to the plan, we take you kids to the safe haven. And we start over I guess.”

Thomas shakes his head and stand up, putting his backpack on. “I’m not going with you.”

Vince looks surprised, “What?”

“I made a promise to Minho and Taylor, I promised that I would protect her. Now she’s probably stuck somewhere scared, afraid, I mean she just saw her best friend die, right in front of her eyes. She means the world to me Vince, I can’t forget about them...I can’t ever forget about her. I have to go after them. ”

“Hey kid look around you,” Vince said, spreading his arms. “A’ight, WCKD just kicked our as*. Think about where you’re headed.”

 “I’m not asking anyone to come with me.”

“Thomas listen to me,” Newt motions to him, caring about his friend. “I’ve known Minho and Taylor for...for as long as I can remember. So if there’s any way we could help, trust me I would be standing there next to you. This what you’re talking about, is impossible.”

Jorge and Brenda appear and Jorge says, “more like suicide.”

“Maybe,” Thomas shrugs. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do now. It’s not just about Taylor and Minho. Its about all of us. Its about everyone WCKD’s ever taken, everyone they will take. They’ll never stop, they’ll never stop. So I’m gonna stop them. I’m gonna rescue Taylor...and I’m gonna kill Ava Paige.”

Everyone looks at each other rethinking the situation. Harriet speaks up, “I have to admit, I’d like some revenge.”

Vince sees the expression of everyone and decides to just give in and help, “wow its a good speech kid, so whats your plan?” Everyone looks to Thomas for answers. 

Thomas P.O.V. end

“Hey Minho, Minho...,” Taylor shook the boy as they were in the train to who knows where. “You hear the birds?” Minho from all the torture was already being a totally different person. Taylor wanted to lift his spirits, but on the inside she felt empty and had no hope of being saved. Minho searches for the noise Taylor was talking about and then he does hear it all of a sudden, he turns around to see Taylor copying the noise of a birds chirping. She smiles at the end and makes Minho laugh. 

As she is standing there, all their hands tied by chains, Taylor sat next to Minho. Taylor coughs a little and then starts singing, “I thought I heard the old man say; leave her Johnny leave her. Tomorrow you will get your pay; and it's time for us to leave her.” Music was such an important aspect in her life, it made her feel happy and made her feel as if she could fly. “Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her! For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow. And it's time for us to leave her.” As she sang the last note she looked around to see the other kids there and Minho smiling. “You have a beautiful voice Tay,” Minho chuckled, nudging you. “Wait do you hear that?”

Taylor’s eyes search up and her head turns in his direction. It was the sound of a running car. “Yeah I do!”

Moments later there are footsteps heard up ahead on the trains roof. Taylor and Minho smile at each other, hopeful. 

Then the train starts to stop, Taylor and Minho falling forward from the harsh movement. Then a familiar voice is calling out, the others on the train are excited and start screaming for them to be rescued. 

“Taylor! Taylor! Minho!” The voice calls out to them two. They look at each other and answer with a crying yes. But are never rescued, they are instead taken back to WCKD to be tortured more. 

By many doctors Taylor is put in this machine that hooks up to her head. “Please no, not again, please.” They don’t listen to her and strap her in. 

The ocean, the waves calming and relaxing. Taylor is sitting right atop a rock, enjoying a book. In the distance she sees the maze. Her heart starts to beat quickly and she starts to panic. She hates this feeling. Her hands start to tremble. As she looks down in her book the pages start to be covered in blood. Taylor covers her mouth in disgust and tries to throw the book away but it keep landing back on her lap. Then the blood starts to make words. “They are coming for him.”

“Who’s him?” Before she could react a wave crashes on her and brings her in the ocean. She is drowning but then all of a sudden she is in a cell. It is dark, very dark and it is wet and smells horrific. “What the hel*?” Next to Taylor in the cell is Jessica’s dead body, lying there her corpse. Taylor starts to break down and she sobs as she sees her best friend dead. “Oh my god!” But then she hears...it. A griever pops out and tries to get to Taylor but Taylor is separated by the cell. As she is backing away she hears a voice. “Taylor! Taylor!”

“Thomas?” She screams and Thomas meets her, “I’m gonna get you out okay? I will protect you.”

Thomas starts to fight off the griever, by himself and Taylor starts to scream, “No Thomas I need to protect you!” Then Thomas gets stung by the Griever and the griever rips Thomas head off. Horrified Taylor screams on the top of her lungs. 

Taylor hooked to that machine makes her see these things. She screams when nothing is really there in reality with her. The doctors check her eyes and see she has spaced out, she is out of it. She becomes almost brain dead. 

Only a few times does Taylor see Minho and every time she does he is getting worse and worse. She feels so bad for him. Taylor has tried to escape and tried but it never is successful. 

She sleeps in a cold cell, thinking about her friends and about the stars. How much those starts mean to her. She is mostly out of it from all the torture. She is being scarred for life. She lays there until WCKD arrive to bring her to another torture test or to check her vitals. 

As WCKD takes her to a medical room Taylor sees from the side of her eye Minho beating up Teresa. “That bitc*” Taylor mutters under her breath as she sees Teresa got away and they had to hold Minho down. Taylor chuckles, “thats my boy.”

Teresa makes it out but is scared when she sees Taylor, “you traitor!” Taylor gets out of WCKD’s grasp and makes a run for Teresa. Taylor kicks Teresa and knees her in the stomach. Teresa is on the ground, coughing up and hurting. “Yeah feel that, now imagine that 100 times worse.” Taylor lifts Teresa’s face by her hair so Taylor can see her better. “Thats how it felt when you took everything I loved away from me.” Teresa is crying and they pull Taylor back. “I won’t let you do that to Minho. I wont!”

Taylor was taken to be tortured again. Her hands in cuffs as if she were a prisoner. Suddenly, the alarm started to blare. The sirens turning on an alarming WCKD that something is wrong. They still took her into the room and went to hook her up. 

Minho P.O.V.

As Minho escaped the medical room where they were going to sedate him he met up with Thomas and Newt. 

“Minho,” Thomas said, sounding relieved. 

Minho looked to Newt and Thomas, “is this real?” They all smile but then Minho realizes Taylor is about to get tortured now. “Guys Tay’s in trouble, we need to go save her. I know where she is!”

Minho P.O.V. end

They hooked up all the wires to her brain and they were about to start it when there was a loud bang almost outside the door. All the WCKD doctors were scared, alarmed. One stood up and went to go see what the commotion was. There was another bang and then footsteps. Thomas, Newt, and Minho appeared in Taylor’s room and shot everyone there. A female doctor was about to press the button to put Taylor into that machine but Thomas shot her. 

“Oh my god!” Taylor screamed, strapped to her chair. “I can’t believe its you guys!”

Thomas, quickly, unstrapped Taylor and then picked her up so she was standing right in front of him. He felt his heart beating fast, he felt so happy to see Taylor. Here she was living, breathing, right in front of him. It was like a miracle. He sees though the bangs under her eyes and how she looks drained, tired. “Oh my god Tay, what did they do to you?”

Taylor started to cry but out of joy and happiness that she was saved, “they tortured me. They,” her cries were sobs now. “They made me believe that it was you, Thomas. You were killed and that to me was the worst torture.” Thomas puts hugs Taylor and puts his hands on her cheek. His face showing worry and sadness that Taylor had to go through that. “Its the worst torture to me because I couldn’t protect you Thomas, I couldn’t save you.” Taylor’s blue eyes looked up to Thomas’s brown ones and Thomas just went for it. 

Thomas leaned in, passionately to kiss Taylor. He brought her closer to him. He put his hands all over her curves not caring about them, just loving the girl for who she is and thinking she is the most beautiful woman on the earth. They both closed their eyes in the kiss and it was hard and passionate, his tongue slipping inside just for a minute. Just to have one taste of her. It was full of love. 

(not my gif! do not own)

Both their foreheads rested on each others and they smiled, “I love you so much Taylor.”

“I love you more, Thomas. I need to say I’m sorry for getting so angry with you not telling me about my past. I get why you did it, you were trying to protect me.” She steps closer to Thomas and takes a hold of his hands while Thomas kisses her lips and forehead. “Its okay Tay, I’m sorry for keeping that away from you. I felt so scared and not sure when WCKD had taken you. You mean so much to me, not Teresa, not Brenda, you.”

Taylor kisses his lips again and sees the boys face in the back. Newt is so over it, rolling his eyes. And Minho looks as if he’s gonna throw up. 

“Are you guys like done. We kinda have to get out of here,” Minho broke the silence. 

Taylor and Thomas chuckle, “wow they are just, wow.”

Taylor nodded, “I know, way to ruin the moment guys!”

Newt rubs his temple, “If I have to see one more kiss I may just leave on my own.” He chuckles at the end. 

Taylor and Thomas laugh and they grab hands and make a run for it. 

As they run they meet some folks from WCKD and they run into a random room. Thomas locks the door. There is someone banging the door from outside, this scares Taylor and she holds onto Thomas for support. “Don’t worry Tay, I got you. I won’t let anything bad happen to you again.”

“Newt c’mon,” Minho goes to a cart and places it in front of the door. 

“Um Thomas, what do we do?” Taylor asks as she sees the huge window in the room. Every one is trying to think of a plan but WCKD  already is using a blade to try to pry the door open. 

“Any ideas?” Minho questions. 

Thomas looks at the window and then back at the group, “maybe.”

“Oh hel* no! You do realize how thick I am, I’m gonna be the first one down there and then you guys will come afterwords and use me as a soft landing.” They all look at Taylor as she said that and she just waves them away, “never mind.”

Every one helps getting a tank through the window. It falls to the water down below. 

“Okay its doable. Just need a little running start.” Thomas says as he goes back. 

“Oh my god are we serious about this? Is he serious? What if that water is shallow, we’ll die Thomas!” Taylor tries to reason with him, her heart thumping out of her chest. They all go next to Thomas, Taylor holding his hand to feel more comforted even though she felt so terrified. 

“You sure about this?” Minho asks, scared. 

Thomas looks at Taylor and shakes his head, “not really.”

Minho rolls his eyes, “nice pep talk.”

“Yeah, I’m bloody inspired.” Newt says too. 

“Ugh we’re gonna have to do it,” Taylor cracks her neck and is prepared, putting on her game face. But the door flies open and Janson comes through, angry. “Fuc* it!” Taylor says as the group runs forward. 

They all jump and through the jump Taylor’s hand is holding Thomas’s. Some one screamed Thomas name and then someone cursed. Taylor just screamed so loud the whole way down. 

As the group is running through the last city they are met up with, “Gally?”

Gally sees Taylor and chuckles, “hey Tay, its nice to-”

Taylor runs to him and punches his all over but Thomas pulls her away, “why are we with this guy? He’s a traitor! He killed Chuck!”

“I know Tay, I know. He’s on our side now. He saved us.” Thomas brings her back and tries to control her. 

“Also Gally was stung and out of his mind when he did that,” Newt said as he put a reassuring arm around her. 

Taylor still feels like she wants to kill Gally, “how the hel* did you survive anyways?”

“I was saved, treated and now I’m helping you guys. Like I said, its nice to see you again Tay.”

“Yeah well I wish I could say the same thing.” Taylor answers back sassy. “What happened here?” 

Explosives go off, there is fire and terror every where. People are screaming, violent. Its like the end of the world it seems to Taylor’s eyes. 

 Then Taylor hears harsh breathing coming from Newt. “Newt?”

Newt sends Minho and Gally away, also wanting Taylor to go. “No, I’m not going anywhere. Thomas, whats wrong with him?” 

Thomas looks down, sad and Taylor’s heart almost drops. “No he can’t no.”

“I do Tay. I have it.” Newt says in an almost reassuring voice. His lips turning black like if they were goop. Alarming Taylor and Thomas that they need to figure out something quick. As Newt is struggling he hands Thomas a silver pendant. Taylor and Thomas assist Newt in walking to a safer place and they end up to an empty area where Newt passes out. 

All of a sudden Teresa’s voice is heard through out the whole city. She explains that Thomas, with his blood, can save Newt if he comes back to WCKD.

Thomas has tears in his eyes and so does Taylor but Newt stands up. Awkwardly like he isn’t himself. 

“Newt?” Thomas says, trying to sound gentle. 

Taylor’s heart was going so fast. She felt that she already knew but she didn’t want to believe it. “Newt, we’re here buddy. We are here for you, shank.”

Newt turns around and Taylor already knew, he had become one of them. Newt looks directly at Thomas, “Newt.”

Saliva coming out of Newt’s mouth and looking like a total different...thing, he charges towards Thomas. Thomas pushes him away making him fall on the floor but he gets back up. 

“Newt its me, its me!” Thomas tries to tell Newt but Newt is not the same person anymore. 

“Newt we wont hurt you!” Taylor tries to get into his head. She pulls Newt away from Thomas throwing him on the floor. Newt tackles Thomas and with the forces of Taylor’s strength and Thomas’s they roll him away. Newt gets up and jumps on Taylor and almost bites her. “Thomas help! Newt stop please! Its me, Taylor!” She is screaming as his mouth is almost a few spaces away from her face. Thomas kicks Newt and Newt falls on his back on the floor. Thomas helps Taylor stand and as they get up Newt utters for them to kill him. 

Newt, again tackles Thomas and Taylor tries to get him off but Newt is too strong. As Thomas utter his name Newt stops. “I’m sorry Tommy, I’m sorry Tommy.”

“Its okay, its okay,” Thomas smiles at Newt. Newt then grabs Thomas’s gun and tries to shoot himself in the head. Taylor quickly grabs the gun away from him. “No!”

Newt grabs his knife and tries to stab Thomas. Thomas struggles to keep the blade from intruding his chest so Taylor puts her hands on the blade to stop him. Her hands are getting cut, slicing through soft skin. Taylor winces at the pain and notices blood dripping from her hands on Thomas’s shirt. The shirt soaking up the crimson liquid. “Please Newt stop.” Taylor pushes Newt off with Thomas punching him in the face. 

As Newt and Thomas fight, Newt trying to stab Thomas they meet up together. Taylor hears the knife slicing through and starts to cry. It didn’t matter who it stabbed, it wasn’t like she cared more for one and not the other. She cared for both of them so much. “Newt, Thomas...” She muttered as she started to sob. 

They hold on more to each other and as they part the knife went into Newt’s chest. “No! No! There has to be so way, please no, please!” Taylor is panicking at this moment, she is uncontrollably sobbing. Her heart breaking more as if that were possible. “No Newt, not my Newt.” 

“Tommy...” Newt whispers, as himself. He falls down but Thomas catches him so his fall would be less painful. “Tay...”

Taylor was right beside him, holding his hands and looking into his eyes. Brushing his honey golden strands back. 

Taylor then remembers the things her and Newt did. Its like a whole book she thinks of. She spent so many years with him she felt not herself. She remembers when they would garden together. Newt would pretend that the carrots were his teeth and do funny faces with them. Taylor would throw dirt on him and say if he were to grow into a flower, he would be the most beautiful flower out there. Whenever Taylor would feel sad or sick, Newt was there for her. Cuddling with her, taking care of her, worrying about her. All those times worrying, when she wanted him to have a great life. Whenever Taylor felt self conscious Newt would always say, “don’t think about those bloody thoughts love, to me you are perfectly splendid in every way.” Then he would end it off with his charming smile. One time Taylor drew a portrait of himself, resting against the tree, so peaceful. Newt smiled and was shocked, calling Taylor the most creative person in the world. “You got my good side also,” he would chuckle with a wink. The most fondest memory Taylor has of her and Newt is that they both would rest and lay upon the tall blades of grass. Laying next to each other but Newt was laying up and Taylor was laying down. Their heads were next to each other. Taylor would sing to Newt, making Newt feel at peace. He always liked her singing. Then would it would come of night Taylor would read the stars and tell him, “I see big things, for the both of us. Our lives will change Newt, you’ll see.” Then she would ask Newt, “if we did make it out of here Newt...where would you go?” Newt would take a while and Taylor would smile, “I’d love to go to the ocean, full of water and...stuff. Who knows?” Newt would look directly into Taylor’s eyes and nod, “I would go anywhere, as long as its with you.” Taylor would grin and give him a huge bear hug. “Don’t worry shank, we’ll get there. We’ll always get there and when we do, we’ll do it Newt, together.”

Taylor cried as she looked at Newt’s dying form. She collected herself and looked directly into his eyes, clasping him hand and running her finger through his hair. As the wind howls low in the night Taylor breathes in and out, (this song is called rainbow by kacey musgraves)  “Oh tie up your bow, take off your coat and take a look around ” She starts singing, knowing Newt would love to hear the peaceful melody. His breathing starts to relax and he smiles, looking directly into her ocean blue eyes. He can’t utter a word but Taylor knows what he would say, “thats bloody good mate” or “wow Tay, to hear that come out of you is amazing, its like everything is possible.” 

“Tay..” Thomas whispers, tears coming out more. The lyrics mean something so important to Taylor. Thomas nods and knows Newt, no, Newt deserves to go away peacefully. 

“Everything is alright now” Taylor sings to him telling him he can let go, he can go now that they will be alright and he does not have to suffer or worry no more. 

The lyrics mean to Taylor so much. This song is for Winston, Jessica...Chuck. All those who passed away for fighting for something they believed in. 

“'Cause the sky is finally open, the rain and wind stopped blowin' But you're stuck out in the same old storm again” Taylor means as she makes up the lyrics as she goes that the sky is opening to welcome Newt, so Newt can see his friends Newt can see Winsont, Jessica, and Chuck. He can play with them and tell them jokes and use his beautiful accent. Taylor starts to shed some more tears knowing she’ll never get to hear Newt say her name again, she’ll never hear his little comments about anything any more. She struggles to sing the other lines but she does it knowing they are important to Newt. 

“Let go of your umbrella, darlin' I'm just tryin' to tell ya That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head Yeah there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head” The umbrella means for Newt to let go, thats its okay for Newt to die. But the rainbow part means that his friends his family were always there for him and they will always be there for him and that they will always remember him. Then he’ll get to see so many rainbows where he’s going, he’ll get to play with them and be himself. 

As Newt gives his last breath Taylor sings the last part, “It all be alright” Newt dies with his eyes open and Taylor closes them and kisses his cheek. “We’re gonna miss you Newt. Have fun my darling Newt...” Taylor and Thomas hug as they sob together. Brenda arrives but she is too late. 

Thomas and Taylor go to WCKD and confront Ava. She keeps insisting that their ways are good. She is then killed by Janson who is infected. As Janson knocks Thomas out Taylor runs away and hides, following them. He takes Thomas to a lab where Teresa is ready to extract his blood. Janson tells though that he and WCKD are only truly interested in curing those whom they please, which results in Teresa turning on him. 

Thomas and Janson fight, making Taylor follow them. Teresa sees Taylor and they look at each other knowing they have to save Thomas. They are all stuck in one room together. Thomas sees that Janson shot him in the gut. Taylor goes to Thomas and kisses his forehead telling him, “we’re gonna help.” Her and Teresa come up with a plan to distract Janson. As Teresa takes charge of the plan and Taylor goes to Thomas to help him out, Janson almost kills Teresa but Taylor and Thomas throw a chair into a lane of glass, releasing two turned workers. Those things kill Janson and with Taylor and Teresa assisting Thomas make it to the rooftop. The aircraft by Jorge and Vince await them there. Thomas helps Taylor get on board first and then Thomas leaving Teresa last. Teresa is about to get on with Taylor’s help as the building collapses, “no!” Taylor and Thomas scream as Taylor tries to grasp Teresa’s hand. Teresa falls to her death. 

The group reunites with the immune and the right arm. They arrive at a safe haven that was revealed by Ava. Its where the rest of the population can live safely. 

That night as Taylor sits by the ocean she feels a paper in her pocket. “What in the world?” She takes it out and unfold it revealing to be the picture that Taylor drew of Newt. “He kept it all this time?” Taylor whispered to herself as tears started to come out. She sees her drawing and as she turns it over she sees that Newt drew her a picture, its of them laying in the tall green grass, smiling and holding hands There is a note there and it says, “To my beautiful friend, you have made my life the best, you have made me feel nothing else but joy. For that I want you to live your life, go anywhere and start your adventures. Remember how I said I would go anywhere with you, well its still true. Wherever you are at this moment, I am there with you, you may not see it but its true. So have fun my beautiful Tay, thank you for having my back and for making me feel like I can do anything. You deserve all the best, I am so proud of you Taylor. Also, you were always my rainbow hanging over my head.” Taylor kissed the letter and dried her tears. “Thank you Newt,” she whispers as the waves crash lightly in the sand and the sun begins to go down.

Taylor goes to where they are carving the names of those who they lost and she pats Minho’s shoulder as he carves out Newt’s name. Taylor kisses her fingers and pats his name, she does the same when she sees Chuck’s and Winston’s name. She grabs the carving tools herself and carves out Jessica’s name, smiling when she finishes it. 

Taylor goes to the group of the others and hugs them, hugging Minho, Frypan, Brenda, even Gally. “I wanted to say, thank you for all that you have done, Gally. I forgive you.” She pats Gally and Gally thanks her. “And I know Chuck forgives you as well.” Taylor says as she smiles. She takes her seat next to Brenda and Thomas arrives hugging everyone. Thomas sits next to Taylor and Taylor grabs his hand kissing it. Thomas smiles and kisses her on the lips. 

He then kisses her forehead and whispers, “I love you so much Tay.”

Taylor chuckles and laces her fingers with his, “I love you more...my Thomas.”

20 Years from that

“Mommy, mommy, c’mon lets go see the fishies,” Taylor’s son called out to Taylor as she ran to him. Standing by the ocean was her husband, Thomas smiling. The others were there as well, there kids present. 

“Wait up Newt! Mommy can’t go that fast!” Taylor chuckled as she ran to grasp her son’s hand and then her husbands. As they walk in the sunset the breeze is nice and cool and Taylor places a hand on her stomach, “I can’t wait to see you soon Chuck, mommy’s excited.” Thomas kisses his son and kisses her stomach and her forehead. “Daddy’s excited too, c’mon lets go see the ocean, I think there’s also a rainbow there.”

Taylor smiles and her family, the family that means everything to her, they walk away going on with more discoveries and more loving adventures. 

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[amaviarra]

First love

Pairing: Newt scamander x plus size reader.

⚠: self doubt? I guess. I think thats it. Bad grammar/writing. I'm on my phone. Don't judge.

A/N: just a thought that was going around my head and wouldnt leave and let me focus on anything else.Also wanted to try writing reader inserts differently then I usually do.

Part 2

×××××××

Y/N walked down the aisle of the bookstore, her eyes wandering the "new arrivals" section. It had been awhile since she had been to the wizarding world, so she was currently catching up and gathering all she needed to hold her over for awhile. Of course, that included some new reading material.

She paused as a book caught her eye, grabbing it she looked it over 'Fantastic beasts and where to find them' was the title, but what really drew her attention was the name of the author. 'Newt Scamander' it was a name she hadn't seen nor heard for awhile. Even now, years later, just reading the name made a handful of emotions rush forward.

Pride

For Newt being able to write about something he had always been so passionate about. She still remembered how back at Hogwarts Newt would generally keep to himself. But once you talked about creatures of any sort he'd perk up and never stop talking. Hearing him talk about creatures was always something she had looked forward to.

Yearning

No matter how much time had passed since she had last seen him or spoken to him, her heart still yearned for him. They say one's first love is hard to forget and that's true for Y/N. Newt was her first of everything. Her first love, her first kiss and even further. But it had all been one sided on her part, he had accepted her when no one else had. He had never judged her for size, her passion. He had always been so polite and never pushed her to do anything she didn't want to. How could someone not fall for him?

Sadness

Unfortunately for her, after she admitted to herself that she was completely smitten with him, Newt revealed to her that he had fallen for someone. It wasn't her. She knew that if he had known of her feelings he wouldn't have told her, but he didn't. So she had simply smiled and wished him luck. But still, even now when she thought of him the pain she felt that day sliced through her heart.

Shaking her head to clear her wandering thoughts Y/N tightened her hold on the book. Well, the past is in the past she thought was a small smile Might as well get the book and see what Newt has been up to after all these years. Maybe it would even help in her own research.

Mind made up she added the book to her other items and made her way to the till.

× × × ×

Y/N had finished the book in record time and after finishing it, she had a strong desire to get in touch with Newt.

Part of her was scared, would he remember her? Would he even want to talk to her? She didn't know but she had to talk to him. Although he was very thorough in his book, she felt like he had left some things out. Which may help with her current research.

It Took awhile but after months of being lead around she finally got in contact with the right people that got her to arrange a meeting with Newt. Which was today.

Y/N was currently seated in a small cafe, waiting for him to arrive. Looking down at the napkin that was on the table before her she sighed, noticing that she had unconsciously torn it into shreds as her mind wandered. She began to gather it into a pile when a soft voice interrupted her.

"Still have that nervous habit Y/N?"

She looked up with wide eyes to see Newt standing beside the table, a small smile on his lips as he watched her.

Y/N chuckled softly "always" she replied before gesturing for Newt to take a seat.

He complied without hesitation, taking the seat across from her he lowered his suitcase to the ground, settling it beside his feet.

Y/N watched the suitcase curiously before meeting Newt's gaze "Is that the famed case?" She questioned.

He nodded, his smile growing "It is. I heard that you had some questions about my book, I figured you'd want to see inside as well"

Y/N nodded enthusiastically "I'd love to! But how would that work? Here or somewhere else?"

Newt shrugged "somewhere else preferably. A cafe isn't really the safest place to go inside. It wouldn't give us much time, not unless we go inside a private room but that might..." He hesitated for a moment, his eyes going to the table and a small blush coming to his cheeks "might tarnish your reputation"

She couldn't help it as a laugh ecscaped her lips, Y/N waved her hand at him, once she settled she spoke "You're sweet Newt but you have nothing to worry about. I don't have a reputation around here. We can go to my hotel room though. It has more security then here or some alley on the street."

Newt nodded "Sounds great, but before that could we have something to eat?"

Y/N chuckled "of course, we are at a cafe after all"

Watching Newt look over the menu Y/N was relieved that after all this time, Newt was still Newt. Her anxious thoughts had disappeared after she started talking to him, the dull ache in her heart was still there, but she could deal with that. She'd focus on lunch now and then get down to business.

× × ×

Y/N and Newt had talked for what felt like hours, and it could have very well been. Newt caught her up on his life, his time in New York, his beasts. It was all very interesting to Y/N and she listened intently.

Soon enough they had finished their food and left the cafe. Y/N lead Newt to her hotel room and ushered him inside. Once they were both inside she closed the door and turned to him excitedly.

"Well?" She questioned, clapping her hands together and she basically bounced on her feet.

Newt laughed, that same laugh that had always made her heart flutter. Placing the suitcase on the ground he opened it up "Follow me" without waiting a reply he disappeared into the suitcase.

Y/N approached it and looked down into it. Suddenly wondering if her wide hips and extra curves would even fit into the thing. Pushing down those thoughts she timidly stepped inside. She was slightly surpised and delighted when she got inside without difficulty. Coming down the ladder she released a breath of relief.

Looking up she noticed Newt looking at her curiously, she rubbed the back of her neck in a nervous manner "I was slightly afraid that I wouldn't be able to fit"

Newt's brow furrowed slightly at her statement, he went from looking at her to looking at the entrance, a small frown coming to his lips "Why wouldnt you be able to fit?" He questioned curiously.

Y/N huffled slightly upset at herself for bringing it to attention, she gestured to herself "cause you know this body isn't exactly made to fit into small places, not the right fit"

To her surprise Newt seemed upset at her words "There's nothing wrong with your body Y/N"

Y/N blushed but decided, as she often did, to change the subject off herself. She turned to look around the small building they were in and then looked back at Newt "So, any tasks that need to be done?"

Newt studied her for a moment before sighing and turning his attention back to where it had been previously "Yeah, we need to feed the creatures. Just wait one moment while I get everything ready and then I'll show you around"

Y/N nodded and leaving Newt to his task began to move around. Taking in the small knic knacks that Newt had around. Her attention stopped at the multiple photographs he had. She smiled softly as she looked at the joyous group, that also had Newt, in the first frame. "Are these people you met in New York?"

Newt stopped his preparation and looked back at what held her attention and nodded "Yes, those are the people I was telling you about earlier"

Y/N nodded and turned her attention to the other picture, a small frown coming to her lips. "Leta..." She turned to Newt "What ever happened to her? After she got You expelled I didn't see much of her at school. Do you two still see each other?"

Leta was Newt's first love. The one that had held his affection while he had hers. She shouldn't be so bitter, but she couldn't help it. They had all been outcasts in school, they had formed a bond of sorts. But at some point she herself had become the outcast in a group of outcasts. And then Leta got Newt expelled. She hadn't even seen him for weeks before the event or after, that was when they lost all contact. She couldn't bring herself to even approach Leta after that.

Newt's sigh and mumble of "I never understood why you two didn't get along" pulled her from her inner turmoil. Her frown deepened as she looked at him, seeing her look he answered her question "She didn't get me expelled. And no we don't see each other too often..." He trailed off as he finished his task.

After a few moments of silence it was he who decided to change the subject "You said earlier that you were doing your research on a creature, what was it?"

Y/N's eyes widened. How could she forget. "Well that's the thing, I'm not sure what he is."

Newt turned his attention to focus on her "He? Do you have a picture or something? Maybe I could help identify it"

Y/N smiled shyly "I actually have him, right here" holding up her right hand she used her left to motion toward the creature that had been resting on her hand. He was in his dormant state right now, a state she found her prefered to take when they were in new places.

She watched as Newt approached cautiously. He took her hand in his own, looking over at it. He had thought it was just an accessory, not a living thing. "It looks like a dragon, a Peruvian vipertooth actually. But smaller." He looked up at her curiously "Is it? Where did you get it and how old?"

Y/N shook her head "I don't believe he is, I've had him for years now and he doesn't grow. He is not venomous either"

Newt hummed "curious..." He took one finger and stroked the creature. The action caused the little one to come to life, it grumbled slightly at Newt before going further up your arm.

"I actually had something i wanted to try, if we could?" Y/N questioned.

Newt looked up at her "What is it You're wanting to do?"

"Do you still have any occamy in here? I'd like to see how he reacts to them" Y/N said, her excitiment building once again at the thought.

Newt nodded "I do. Let's get the food and we will work our way over to them" stepping away he lead Y/N to the food he had prepared and once they had both grabbed enough he lead her outside to begin their tasks and get to where she wanted to go.

After they finished feeding all the other creatures they finally arrived at where occamy where. Y/N approached their nest and softly rubbed her companion to get his attention.

She watched curiously as he lifted from her arm, his attention went quickly from her to the small creatures. Her eyes widened as within minutes of studying them his appearance started to change to match them. Within moments her little friend who had previously looked like a dragon now mirrored the occamy that were looking at him curiously.

Y/N excitedly slapped Newt's arm. "Did you see that? I thought i had been dreaming the last time he did that!"

Newt was looking at the creature with wide eyes as he nodded "it's very interesting indeed. Would you mind staying with me for a little while, so i can observe it further"

Y/N stalled for a moment. She hadn't thought of that, but then knowing Newt she should have figured he would want to know more. She knew her little buddy wouldn't want to be seperated from her, she had the time and also this was a chance to get close to Newt again. Mind made up she nodded "of course".

[flamingjets]

It was over and Newt knew it. He tried to get away but that didn't work and he tried to fight as long as he could but now he knew he had failed and the only thing he could think of at the moment was how pissed off Theseus would be. Two of Grindelwalds followers roughly grabbed him from behind and forced him to his knees as Tina's sister Queenie walked into view in front of him as she bent down to take hold of his case. Newt looked up at her with anger "Don't hurt my creatures. Don't let him hurt any of those creatures." Newt half begged half defended his creatures knowing this was going to get worse before it got better. Grindelwald appeared in front of him as he looked at him defiantly as Grindelwald kneeled down to look Newt directly in the eye. "It's a pleasure to meet you again Mr. Scamander. I asked you a question once but now I have a new one for you. Will anyone try to come and find you? Will any of your friends know where you are and try to find you or will they be too distracted with their own problems to even notice you're no longer there?" Grindelwald asked thoughtfully knowing that Newt's friends will be distracted with other problems to realize only too late that something had happened to their precious magizoologist. Newt was brought to his feet as Queenie handed Grindelwald Newt's case and they all apparated away. Without their knowledge Pickett had pressed the emergency beacon in Newt's pocket that Theseus had secretly placed in case of this very moment.

Theseus was working in his office looking at plans for another search of a potential Grindelwald followers HQ. The attacks on aurors and muggles were getting more frequent and it was getting harder to protect the muggles and wipe their memory it was starting to get to Theseus even though he hid it well. Theseus heard a knock on his door and Tina entered looking just as tired as he felt. "Well that search was a complete failure. Place was empty and a lovely magic bomb was there to greet us leaving us with writing in the wall saying better luck next time!" Tina huffed as she sat down in the seat across from Theseus. "Fantastic another successful raid. Good news no one died this time." Theseus replied with sarcasm dripping from his words as he leaned back and rubbed his hands through his hair and over his face. Tina and Theseus looked warily at each other as Theseus felt a buzz in his pocket as he reached into his pocket to check his phone.

Theseus glanced as the screen and instantly leaned forward as his heart dropped to his stomach and he felt like he couldn't breathe. If he thought his day was bad enough it just got worse. The emergency button that he had managed to secretly place in Newt's pocket of his jacket had been pressed and was now going off. Tina could sense the change in Theseus' body language and she got up and walked around the desk to see what had caused Theseus to freeze and start to freak out. Tina looked at his phone and saw what he was looking at causing her to freak out a well. Theseus had offhandedly told her he had put an emergency button in Newt's jacket just in case and by the looks of it the button had been pushed. Meaning something bad has happened to Newt. "Merlins beard Theseus is that what I think it is? Please don't tell me that's the emergency button in Newt's jacket?!" Tina started to freak out as she paced behind Theseus. "You know the answer to that Tina and we don't have time to freak out we gotta move.'' Theseus calmly replied as he got up and lead Tina out of the office. They both ran down the hall with Theseus' phone in his hand knowing Newt was in danger and that Grimdelwald had finally acted on his threat to use Newt against them knowing full well he wasn't above hurting Newt to get what he wanted from them and that was what terrified them the most. “Grindelwald has Newt Theseus we both know this and he is going to hurt him!” Tina gripped Theseus’ arm as they raced through the halls of the ministry as Theseus practically kicked open a door to a room that had a giant mirror in the middle of it. They both halted in front of it as Theseus cast a spell and before long they were both looking at Albus Dumbledore.

“Professor this is an emergency. It involves my brother. The emergency beacon that I placed on him has gone off and the could only mean that Grindelwald has my brother!” Theseus told Dumbledore as his voice quivered with fear and on the verge of crying. Tina looked over at him and back to Dumbledore the man Newt had talked about in high regard. “If there is anyway you can tell us where Grindelwald could possibly have Newt or even a hint would be great. Since if need be I will gladly go through every followers house and take them all down in order to find him!” Tina didn’t care if she was being disrespectful. This was Newt they were talking about Theseus and her would do anything to get him back. “If I knew where they were holding young Newt I would tell you in a heartbeat yet if I knew that information you would of found Grindelwald by now.” Dumbledore calmly relied to the freaked out and frustrated aurors. “That’s not good enough!” Theseus yelled in return. Newt was in danger and none of them knew where he was and if he was injured which of course he was. None of the followers would hold back in hurting his brother. Theseus glared at Dumbledore as he turned away from the mirror and stalked out of the room. Tina bid Dumbledore goodbye as she could see in his eyes that even he was concerned about Newt and what Grindelwald had in store for him.

Tina exited the room looking for Theseus and spotted him in a side hallway and appeared to be crying and hyperventilating. Tina raced to him and grabbed his face “Theseus take deep breaths. You have to calm down since this won’t help to find Newt.” Tina calmly said as she looked Theseus in the eye hoping he wouldn’t see that she was freaking out just as much as he was but hiding it which was killing her. He gradually calmed down enough to nodded at her as a thanks. When he went stock still and his eyes darted back and forth Tina thought he was having a seizure. 

In the dungeon that Grindelwald had thrown him into and after his followers had taken turns kicking him and beating him up Newt had dragged himself up and against the cold wall. He was trying to remember a spell Theseus and him once used in order to speak to each other without having to say a word out loud. It was something Theseus taught him if Newt needed him or anyone was hurting in school. This was the perfect time to remember it if only Newt could remember how it went. Closing his eyes Newt started to speak praying to merlin Theseus would hear his call of help. “Theseus I have no idea if this will work but its worth a try. Grindelwald has me and has taken my case and I’m locked in a cell in a giant building maybe in Paris since thats where I was taken from. Please Thee come find me.” Newt thought begging for a response and he repeated the same thing over and over again to himself. It seemed like an eternity and Newt thought it was his imagination but all of a sudden he could hear Theseus in his head. “Newt! I can hear you. Where are you are you hurt what happened?” Too many questions all at once hurt Newt’s head but he tried to answer all of them. “I think I have a few broken ribs and a concussion. My wrist seems to be broken and my legs are seem ok just scraped. Grindelwald has me in some building in Paris I believe. He took my creatures Thee.” Newt painfully replied as he attempted to move but the pain was too great as he doubled over and threw up on the ground. Yep he was having a great time. “please find me Theseus.” Tina couldn’t believe that Theseus was talking to Newt in his mind but didn’t really care at the moment. They needed to find Newt and get him back. “Newt we are coming for you but we need more to get a better location. The beacon in your pocket will get stronger the closer we are to you. Yes I put a beacon in your jacket for this reason.” Theseus explained as Tina and him appararted to Paris with a group of aurors to find his brother. The other aurors without hesitation agreed to help find Newt since he had helped them train with different creatures to help with their duties and protect them from attacks and get them away without injuries. A few of them owned Newt their lives along with his creatures. “Newt we are in Paris can you give us anything else?” Theseus softly spoke through their connection. Newt had stopped talking very much and Theseus knew that was a bad sign Newt was seriously hurt and just barely hanging on without medical attention.

Newt shook himself awake or pickett woke him and he heard Theseus speaking to him. “I can hear lots of people walking above me and can smell grass and flowers and I think a bakery. I can’t see anything there are no windows.” Newt coughed as his head began to hurt more. He knew he was in trouble the pain had gotten worse but he knew they were coming for him and that was all that was keeping him going. Theseus relayed what Newt said to him and everyone looked around not sure what to make of it. Tina looked around as well confused but then a thought came to her. “How about near the Eiffel Tower. Lots of people near there and its a huge area that they could possibly have him.” Theseus nodded as they all apparated to the tower. Newt didn’t notice that pickett had left his shoulder since Newt was no longer conscious. Pickett found a hole and escaped to the world above hoping to find his mummy help. 

Pickett scared and alone raced around the Eiffel Tower looking to get anyones attention and started to give up and feel sad. He sat down amongst a bunch of flowers starting to cry. He was about to try to go back to his mummy when he heard a familiar voice. “I don’t care check everywhere for a hidden door. My brother is around here somewhere I’m not leaving until we find him.” Pickett stood on top of the tallest flower he could and saw Newt’s brother Theseus and Tina. He jumped from the flower and raced as fast as his leafy feet could carry him as he crawled up Theseus’ pant leg and to his shoulder. Theseus felt something near his neck and tried to brush it away and as he brought his hand down he noticed a green bowtruckle hanging from his finger. “Pickett!” Theseus couldn't believe his brothers little friend was hanging off his finger. Tina glanced at him when she heard his surprised voice and was beyond happy to see pickett. Pickett was attempting to tell them something and pointing toward a flower bed to show them where Newt was and one of the creatures protecting Theseus flew down and sniffed the bowtruckle to get Newt’s scent. The dragon raced over to a flower garden as Theseus, Tina and the other aurors followed quickly to see what was there. A hidden door appeared and without hesitation Theseus grabbed the handled , opened it and jumped in. “If anyone gets in your way take them down. Newt is the priority. We get him and we get out no trying to take anyone in and no one try to see if Grindelwald is here, he won’t be. Get my brother and we get out. Understood?” Theseus ordered everyone and they all agreed.

Moving through the labyrinth of the underground hid out Theseus and Tina took out several followers as Pickett directed them toward Newt. They arrived at a door to the dungeons and Theseus blew open the door as the other aurors gathered to protect the room from other followers and Theseus and Tina went to look for Newt. Pickett jumped from Theseus’ shoulder and into a cell near them and both Theseus and Tina couldn’t believe what had happened to Newt. He was slumped over on the ground badly beaten, unconscious and barely breathing. Theseus raced to his brother as Tina dropped to Newt’s side and holding onto Pickett. “Newt wake up please wake up. We are here we got you. We are getting you out of here.” Theseus’ voice broke as he looked at his brother praying to merlin he would open his eyes. Theseus was going to kill Grindelwald and all his followers for what they did to Newt. Except Queenie Tina can deal with her sister on her own. Newt stirred and opened his eyes to see Theseus and Tina kneeling beside him as he smiled but it caused him to grimace from the pain. “I knew you two would find me.” Newt closed his eyes again as Theseus gently grabbed his brother and picked him up. Tina grabbed Newt’s other arm and as they were taking him from the cell Queenie appeared before them with Newt’s case in her hand. Tina gasped as she saw her sister for the first time since she joined Grindelwald she looked extremely different with her black hair and glowing blue eyes. Queenie looked at her sister with zero emotion in her eyes as she placed the case on the ground and once again disappeared. Tina once again felt her heart break as her sister disappeared again and it broke her just as much as it did the first time. But now was the time to focus on getting Newt to safety she would break over her sister in private later. Theseus could only hope Newt’s creatures were ok and when he walked toward the case it opened and the zouwo came flying out in defence but seeing Newt it calmed and in one step was by their side and they placed Newt on top of it. Theseus called for the other aurors and they all regrouped and in a snap of a finger the zouwo whisked them out and back near the ministry. 

They raced Newt into the ICU ward of the wizard hospital as doctors went to work on him. Theseus fell into the nearest chair and cried into his hands hoping his little brother was ok as Pickett sat on his shoulder gripping the lapel of his jacket. Tina sat down next to him and grabbed his hand to give them both comfort. A couple hours had passed yet it seemed like forever when one of the doctors came out to speak with them. “Newton will be alright. He had internal injuries that we have patched up. He also has a major concussion, broken ribs, a broken wrist and electric burns on his legs. He needs to rest but you are able to see him now.” Theseus thanked the doctor as Tina and him entered the room to see Newt. He was hooked up to a special IV and his outer injuries appeared healed. Theseus sat down in the chair next to the bed as Tina sat on the other chair. Theseus grabbed his brothers hand and promised him he wouldn't let this happen ever again. Over his dead body.

When Newt opened his eyes he noticed he was in the hospital and not in the cold dungeon and took a calm breathe. He looked to his right and saw his brother sleeping in the chair next to him and his head resting on the bed as he held Newt’s hand. Tina was curled up in the chair on his left also holding his hand. Newt noticed Pickett sleeping in his hair and smiled as he closed his eyes again. The next time he opened them he gripped both Theseus and Tina’s hands as they awoke relived he was awake. “Thank you for saving me again.” was all Newt said since Theseus knew how his brother felt about what happened. “Theseus, Tina I know where they are going to attack next and I know how to stop it from happening. But we need make a plan in order to prevent any possible deaths.” Newt confidently said as he rose from the bed in a bit of pain but he didn’t care. He knew what was going to happen and he had an idea on how to stop it but he would need all the ministry and the aurors help to prevent it and he would need a few of his creatures to help. It was going to be tough but as Dumbledore told him once it needed to be him to stop Grindelwald and now was the time for him to do just that.

[the-fiction-witch]

Glader Royale p2

MOVIE: MAZE RUNNER X BATTLE ROYAL COUPLE: NEWT X READER RATING: DARK! + CUTE

I sat on my bed reading my book till I saw Harriet getting up

“where are you off to?” I ask her

“to see minho he’s getting snugly” she smiles looking at her phone “Ohh and uhh someone might come in here as you know room shares” she explains

“Ohh not ben” I sigh

“No he’s going...uhh somewhere look its a confusing group chat everyone's jumping around” she explains

“Okay” I laugh “stay safe” I tell her

“You too” she smiles as she left

“not a concern” I laugh getting back to my book I heard little sifts and quiet door closes as people moved around boys and girls trying to cuddle up together till I heard my door shut I sighed not sure who to really expect before newt came and stood leaning on the door wall near the door

“Hi y/n, you mind I stay here? thomas threw me out?” He asks

“Not its okay, come on” I smile patting the side of my bed and he smiles sitting beside me even if I was under the covers and he was over them

“what are you reading?” He asks

“Nothing important” I shrug putting my book away “so... what are we gonna do tomorrow?” I ask him

“Not sure, maybe the rain will stop and we can have a better idea where the hell we are” He laughs

“Yeah” I smile hugging his arm and resting my head on his shoulder “I’m sleepy” I sigh “Your very comfy newt” I giggle

“I-I-I am” he stutters

“Yeah very comfy” I giggle “do you think Harriet and Brenda will be at it all night and she wont come back?” I ask him

“oh I do hope so” He smirks going to kiss me but I stopped him

“No... what if someone heard us” I giggle

“Y/n, like half the school is snuggling with each other, most of them doing a hell of a lot worse then we will” He began “Come on one little kiss?” He begs

“No newt” I laugh pushing him away “Not now, not like that” I laugh “besides you know how unlucky we are everyone else could be fucking like bunnies but we have one cuddle and we get detention” I laugh

“True, okay could I have a not lips kiss?” He asks nicely

“Well I suppose so” I smile kissing his cheek making him blush bright red

“Ummm thank you” he smiles kissing my head “I have missed getting kisses from you” He smiles “Could I... Uhh get under the covers I’m a little cold” He smiled

“Course” I smile letting him get under the covers with me and I hugged his arm tightly “Come on newt lets get to bed” I giggle

“Yeah lets get some rest I’m sure Harriet will poke me and throw me out when she gets back” He shrugs as we laid down with me

“Night newt” I smile turning away from him

“Night y/n” He smiles giving me a little cuddle.

When I woke I found the bed empty and Harriet in her bed across from me “Morning” I yawn sitting up and rubbing my eyes

“Morning.... you and newt had fun last night?” she smirked

“No, we just had a cuddle thats all, I take it you threw him out this morning?” I ask

“Yeah I sent him back to thomas when I got back he seemed like he didn’t want to leave” she laughs

“well you woke him up I expect he wasn’t thrilled” I laugh getting up and getting my dressing gown on trying to put a brush though my hair “what are we up to today?” I ask her

“No idea, I think we have to go down and meet up with someone” she shrugs

“Everyone out!” Miss smith yells so I wrapped myself up a little and went outside almost everyone was up all very tried and a few clearly still exaughted from last night once she went around yelling at some people again before we all went inside our rooms and I got dressed going down to the restaurant place in the hotel all the boys on one side and all the girls on the other most of course sitting across from there boyfriends so they could play footsie under the table I sat across from newt often smiling at each other as we had our breakfast

“Hello ladies and gentlemen” a man smiles as he wondered in

“Ahh Everyone this is the man who is going to take over the trip, Mr Janson” Miss Smith explained “He will be in charge for the rest of the trip” she explained

“Yes, now after breakfast boys I want you up in your rooms, girls I need a word with you all then relax and tomorrow we will go and head to the map” He explained to us

the map? what is he talking about?

[thewalking-weeb]

Half The World Away || Newt x Reader|| Part 1 of 2

A/N: This is a recreation of what I had in mind since my dumbass forgot to save before closing the app

Part 2: Here

Cold...

WCKD is good...

I'm sorry...

WCKD is good...

Cold...

I hope you will survive...

WCKD is good...

Cold...

Wake up Y/N...

Wake up...

Wake up Y/N...

¡¡¡WAKE UP!!!

She violently woke up by the cage movement. She looked around, breathing heavily. "Help... Help!" She screamed, tears welling in her eyes. Her heart sunk when the cage halted, and voices could be heard from the outside. She held her knees tightly, closing her eyes shut, concentrating on her breath.

"Found the greenie!" She froze at the accent, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Greenie is a shebean" Another voice said, as she could hear responses.

"Girl? Aw yeah!"

"I call dibs"

"I saw her first!"

"Alright, Alright! Everyone get back to work!" Another voice called. She started to tremble, her breath becoming irregular. "She's scared" the accent said. "No shuck! I thought she was happy!" A voice said. "Shuck off, Minho" the accent said. "Hey..." she looked up to see a dark skinned man a couple feet away. "It's okay, we won't hurt you... Your scared, we all feel the same when we were in your position. But your the only girl, so I know you might be frightened to death" The man started, as she tried to back away when he tried to get near.

"My name is Alby. The one to my right is Newt, my second in command... Thats Gally, Keeper of the builders. And that's Minho, Keeper of the Runners. It's oka-" She didn't know why, but she ran and hugged Alby, her hands trembling violently, as she cried. Alby froze, but hugged her back, trying to soothe her. "Why..." she whimpered, as Alby looked at Minho and Newt, who eyes seemed to pity, as Gally ordered the boys to take out the supplies.

Once she calmed down, Newt and Minho helped her out and she sat on the grass, shyness overtaking her. "You think shebean got a name?" She heard Minho asked to Newt. "Y/N..." She whispered, as they looked at her. "What?" Minho asked. "Y-Y/N... My name... it's Y/N" she said a little louder, still looking at the grass.

Couple Months later...

Y/N was quiet and sometimes distant, working in the kitchen with Frypan, the only person who wouldn't ask her question after question. "Y/N, can you get veggies from Newt" Frypan asked, as she nodded. Picking up the basket, she went off to where the track-goes were busy farming. "Ah, Y/N! Fancy seeing you here! Fry needs something from the gardens?" Y/N nodded to Newt, who placed veggies on the basket.

Y/N smiled, and bowed her head, before walking off. "She still doesn't talk to anyone?" Zart asked, as Newt shook his head. "Only speaks to Alby and Fry when needed. Oh, the box is coming up" Newt said as they walked towards it. "It's another boy!" Someone yelled. "He klunked himself!" Another yelled, as everyone laughed. Y/N looked as they picked s chubby boy out from the box.

"Fry..." Y/N called out, as Fry nodded. Y/N walked out and towards Alby, who was talking to the boy. "Oh, Y/n, what's u-" Minho didn't finish when he saw Y/N hug the chubby boy, who seemed startled. "It's okay... I was in your shoes..." Y/N whispered to him, as the boy hugged her. "It's okay to cry... Crying always help with the shock" She said, as sniffles left the boys mouth.

"My name is Y/N, that's Alby, he's the leader. Oh, and that's Newt, he's Alby second in command. And that's Minho, Keeper of the Runners" Y/N whispered to him, pointing at the people. "Do you remember your name?" She asked, as the kid shook his head. "Don't worry, it'll come today or tomorrow, or the next day. Alby will give you the tour, then it'll be lunch. I'll see you then, okay?" She said, as he nodded.

Y/N looked at Alby, nodding and walking back to the kitchen-like hut. When lunch was being served, Y/N found the chubby boy sitting alone and sat down with him. "Hello" She said smiling, as the boy smiled back. “What’s your name again?” The boy asked, as Y/N smiled. “My name is Y/N” the boy smiled. “Nice to meet you, Y/N. My name is Chuck” he said, as Y/N hugged him, happy to know that he remembered his name.

One month later...

"Why don't you tell him?" Chuck asked, as Y/N sighed. "He doesn't see me like that. He sees me as a sister..." Y/N said,  as she glanced at Newt. "Isn't the box suppose to be coming?" Chuck asked, as Y/N nodded, smiling. "Oh, it seems like it's here" Y/N said happily, as boys gathered. "Are you going to see?" Chuck asked, as Y/N shook her head. "I want to meet up with Jeff. I got injured the other day and he told me to go and change the bandage today" Y/N said, waving Chuck goodbye.

"Jeff?" Y/N called out, as the scrawny dark skinned boy came in. "Y/N! Came to change the bandage right now?" Jeff asked, as Y/N nodded, sitting down. "How have you been? Still with irregular breathing or..." Jeff started, as Y/N thought. "I'm fine" She said, smiling brightly. Jeff only nodded warily, but decided not to push her. "Are you going to the bonfire tonight?" Jeff asked. "No, I want some time alone and relax. Partying isn't my thing, especially with Gally's drink around" Y/N said, before walking away.

"Y/N" She looked up and saw Chuck standing in the door. "Come in Chuck" Y/N said, patting the spot next to her. "Why aren't you outside?" He asked, as Y/N thought for a while. "Chuck, would you like to hear something?" Y/N asked, as Chuck nodded.

"I would like to leave this city

This old town don't smell too pretty

And I can feel the warning signs running around my mind" Y/N sang, as Chuck looked at her in awe.

"I didn't know you can sing!" Chuck said happily, as Y/N placed her finger to her lips. "Please keep it a secret?" Y/N asked, as Chuck nodded. She bid Chuck goodnight, and looked out her window, to see Newt with a boy she never seen before, which might be the new greenie.

"Oh, Thomas, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Thomas. He's the new greenie" Chuck said. Y/N was walking to the destheads when she bumped into Chuck with the greenie. "Hello Thomas, I'm Y/N" She said, smiling. "Are you an angel?" Thomas said aloud, before turning red. Y/N giggled, before laughing. "I don't see myself as an angel, Your the first to say it" Y/N said.

Across the field, Alby, Newt and Minho stood looking at Thomas, Chuck, and Y/N talking. "She laughed at something he said" Minho said. "She's smiling too" Newt said, bitterly. "He's flirting Alby, do something!" Minho whined, as Alby sighed. "Let her talk to whoever. This is the first time she's talked to someone that isn't me or Fry or Chuck" Alby said, walking away.

"She grabbed his hand" Minho said, as Y/N said something. "Bloody shank" Newt said, bitterly, before walking away, Minho going to the map room. "So... your telling me that me and Chuck are the only ones who know you can sing?" Thomas asked during dinner, as Y/N nodded. "And you l i k e Newt?" Y/N nodded again, her cheeks red. "More like in love with him" Chuck whispered to Thomas, who snickered.

"You guys stop it!" Y/N whined, her cheeks turned a darker red. Thomas and Chuck started laughing, as Y/N joined them, coughing time by time during the laughing fit. When they finished with their laughing fit, they noticed that the glade was starring at them, especially Newt, Minho, and Alby. Y/N shrunk a bit,  looking at Thomas, who thought of something. "Let's go to the forest, I think I saw some fireflies" Thomas said, as Y/N eyes were bright.

"She was laughing at something he said" Minho said. "And they're leaving to the forest" Newt said. "He's flirting with her Alby!" Minho whined again, as Alby gave them a warning glance. "I think she's breaking out of her shell" Alby said, telling all the Gladers to finish food and call it a night.

At the forest, Y/N coughed some more, using a cloth to cover her mouth. "Are you allergic to something?" Thomas asked, as she shook her head. "I think I ate too quickly, that's all" Y/N said, swallowing down the feeling of throwing up.

The next day, Y/N was at the med-jacks hut, as Jeff gave her some medication for her nausea. "Are you sure your alright?" Jeff asked, as Y/N nodded, drinking water. "Help!" Jeff got up and looked out. "Jeff..?" Y/N called out. "Stay here, I'll be back" Jeff said, as Y/N stay sitting. "Y/N!" Chuck called out as Y/N looked at him, before noticing Thomas. "Are you alright?" Y/N asked, worriedly. "Ben was stung and attacked Thomas" Chuck explained, as Y/N bandage Thomas. "Stung? In broad daylight?" Y/N questioned, as Thomas nodded.

"What will happen to him?" Thomas asked, as Y/N froze. "Well... he broke one of the three main rules. Alby might punish him badly" Y/N said, as Chuck stayed silent. "How?" Thomas asked, as both shrugged.

Later on that day, Y/N was next to Thomas, as Ben begged Minho and Alby to spare him. "What are they doing?" Thomas asked, as Y/N lips trembled. "B-Banishment..." Y/N whispered. Thomas noticed and held her hand, as she saw them all push Ben in, his cries and pleas reaching deaf ears. Y/N closed her eyes, as she heard the doors close shut. "He belongs to the maze now" Y/N whispered, pulling Thomas to find Chuck.

"They're holding her hand" Minho stated, as Newt looked. "He's going to break her heart" Newt said to Alby, who rolled his eyes. "They're just friends, she told me" Alby said, as Newt scoffed. "Yeah, I don't believe a single klunk" Newt said, as Alby gave him a warning glance.

"Talk to him" Fry said, as Y/N was cutting vegetables. "Fry..." Y/N started, before running and throwing up breakfast. "Are you okay?" Fry asked, worried. "Yes... I'm okay, just have stomach flu I guess" Y/N said, as Fry grabbed her and pushed her to the gardens. Y/N sighed and walked to the gardens, noticing Chuck and Thomas sitting, and Newt and Zart cutting a tree out.

"Your suppose to be helping, not slacking" Y/N said, as Chuck, Thomas, Newt and Zart jumped. Y/N smiled, and waved at them. "Fry told me to take some time off, and I saw that Thomas wasn't doing his job" Y/N said, picking up the machete from Thomas. "What are you-" Y/N swung at the tree roots, as Zart and Newt took a step back.

"Holy shuck" Zart said, as Thomas looked scared. "Try, Thomas" Y/N said, smiling, as Thomas grabbed the machete and started. Y/N looked at Newt, and smiled innocently, making Neet blush. They all stopped when they heard thunder, and went to take cover, as rain started to pour. "What happens if they don't make it?" Thomas asked, as Y/N looked confused. "They're going to make it" Newt said. "But what if they don't?" Thomas asked again. "They're going to make it" Newt said, avoiding eye contact with Y/N.

"Alby... No..." Y/N said, sprinting to the maze door once the rain stopped. "Y/N, wait!" Newt called our, running after her. He stopped her from getting any closer to the door, and held her as everyone waited patiently. "Look!" Thomas said, as Y/N saw Minho with Alby. "Somethings wrong" Newt said, as Y/N realized.

"C'mon Minho!"

"You can do it!"

"You gotta leave him"

"Please don't leave him..." Minho didn't let go, he couldn't. Y/N was standing there, her eyes filled with fear, hugging Newt, who had a grip on her. "They're not going to make it" Thomas said. It went in slow motion, but Y/N struggled, screaming at Thomas, who ran into the maze. "No!" She screamed, but the doors closed, as tears fell from her eyes.

"Y/N... Y/N!!!" Y/N fainted in Newt arms, as he picked her up and went to the end-jacks but, Jeff and Clint on his tail. "Fainted due to shock" Clint said, as Chuck saw Newt hold her hand, his eyes worried. "He loves you too, Y/N" Chuck said, before walking and sitting a couple feet away from the maze.

"Alby... Minho... Thomas..." Y/N whispered out, as she gained consciousness. Blinking, she looked to see Newt smiling, his eyes holding worry. "You alright, love. Just fainted due to shock" Newt said, as Y/N got up. "The maze... Minho... Thomas... Alby..." Y/N said, as Newt tried stopping her. "Rest. I'll go and check for you. The first sign that they're back I'll send Chuck to tell you, okay?" Newt said, as Y/N nodded, before she went to sleep.

"Jeff what's wrong?" Clint asked once Newt left. "Something doesn't seem right, Clint. Y/N clearly isn't alright, even if she says it" Jeff said, as Clint looked outside. "She looks healthy, though. The box comes up with the same supplies as always. If there was something else, then it would've given a clear view that something wasn't alright with her" Clint said, as Jeff nodded.

[imagineteller1]

Welcome to the Glade - Newt

I woke up with a headache and my body screaming in discomfort. I sat up and found myself trapped by tall stone walls full of ivy. I felt my memories being ripped. I tried to grabbed onto some of them and got lucky enough to see a face that brought a warm feeling. My mom. I smiled but then kept trying to grab more memories. Newt. A name appeared but I didn't remember anything. The last memory I had was of my mom caressing my cheek and saying something barely above a whisper. Don't trust them, Emily. Wicked is not good. I felt those three memories slipping away so I grabbed the first thing that I saw and started writing in my skin the words that my mother said and the name before everything went completely.

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"Thomas, let the bloody girl breath." A voice said and had a weird accent.

"I think she is waking up." Another voice said and this one was right in front of me.

I opened my eyes and saw a face just inches from mine. Out of reflection I brought my fist up and punched the boy right in the nose. I heard some 'ooh' and some snickering. Taking my attention from the dude that was hovering over me I saw an Asian looking guy with dark hair and eyes and another boy with sandy blonde hair and brown eyes.

I brought my hand to my head and rubbed while sitting up. When I looked at it, I saw that it was bandaged and had spots that I assume was blood.

"Do you remember your name?" The blonde boy asks and I shift my eyes to him.

"No," I say and begin to panic. "Why don't I remember my name?"

"It's ok, calm down, this happens sometimes." He says again, his voice calms my nerves a little but they come back again. "I'm Newt, he is Minho." He points to the Asian boy and then points the guy I punched. "And the shank you just punched is Thomas."

"Shank?" I asked.

"Just glader slang." Minho said.

"Glader?" I ask again. Where even am I?

"Ok ok that's enough, I'll go get Clint, Jeff and Alby. I'll be right back." Newt said and left the room. Out of all the boys he was the one that made me feel safer. Yet I didn't know why.

"Why did two girls arrived the same day but in different ways?" Thomas asked Minho, the Asian boy rolled his eyes annoyed.

"Look, shank I have no idea what's going on either. Now slim it before I'm the one punching you on the nose." Minho replied.

"But you just found her laying in the maze?"

"Yes Thomas yes, she was laying in the floor without moving."

"Shut up." I say to them. "I have a headache and you are not helping."

"You heard the girl." Minho said and sat on a chair close to the bed.

The door opened and Newt entered with three boys behind him and I pulled the sheets closer to me. "He is Alby, our leader." Newt said and pointed to a boy with dark skin and muscles. "Jeff," a slim boy with short blonde curls. "Clint." slim boy with dark skin. "Clint and Jeff are our Med-Jacks."

"English please." I plead and he chuckles.

"Doctors." He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck.

Who I think was Clint came to my side and took ahold of my bandaged arm and I flinched away. "I just want to check your wounds, alright?" He said and I nodded but still not relaxing. His hands searched for the start of the bandage and when he found it he started taking it off slowly. When he was done I looked at my arm and tensed. How was my arm not hurting? It looked deep.

Wicked is not good. The first line said and I wondered what it meant. Newt. What? Wasn't the blonde boy called Newt? I looked at Clint and he looked at me. "We couldn't tell what it said before because of all the blood."

I looked at Newt and then at my arm. What was I thinking when I wrote this? Did I knew him before all of this? And if I did, why can't I remember?

"Hey Greenie, can you remember anything at all? Why you were in the maze?" I shook my head.

"We already asked Alby. She doesn't remember anything, not even her name." Newt said.

Alby nods and then looks at me again. "Do you remember anything else besides waking up here?" When I was about to shake my head I remembered something.

"There were walls full of ivy. I had a headache and then I felt like someone was inside my head deleting all my memories. I tried to grasp some of them and then I blacked out." I explain and he nodded.

"Good that."

"Do you remember writing this?" Clint said and I shake my head. "Take a look guys."

All the boys walked towards the bed and I started getting anxious. Alby was right by Clint's side then Newt, then Minho and then Thomas was the last one. Clint showed them my arm, Alby slowly took my arm and read the words out loud.

"Wicked is not good." He read and looked at me but I looked away. "Is this talking about the Creators?"

"It has to be, I mean thats what the walls in the bloody maze say and the boxes with the supplies." Newt says more to himself.

Alby looks at me with his eyebrows raised. "Newt."

"What?" Newt asks.

"It says Newt." Alby's stare doesn't drop and I feel myself sweating. Why would I write his name?

"What?" Newt moves and takes Alby's place, taking my arm. His rough but soft hands touches the name lightly and his touch sends me goosebumps all over my body and I hope he doesn't notice. "What does this mean?" I hiss as he touches the 't'. "Sorry."

"Are you sure you don't remember why you wrote this?" Alby asks again.

"If I knew you would too." I say getting annoyed. Newt grabbed a roll of bandage and started rolling it around my arm, covering the scratches.

"From what I saw earlier it is pretty deep and it may leave some scarring." Jeff says and I groan. Great.

When Newt is done he lets his finger linger in my skin and I feel like someone was shocking me with tiny bolts of electricity.

"What about the other girl? Is she awake?" Alby asked.

"No." Clint answered.

"Where am I?" I ask breaking their conversation.

"The Glade, your new home. " Alby says and I frown.

"Can you stand?" Newt ask me and I nod. I push the sheets away and see my body for the first time. I am wearing cream colored sweater with a sleeveless white shirt and some denim shorts. Slowly I moved my legs to the side of the bed to try and stand up. My head spins and my vision starts to get blurry and I try to grab onto something, I feel someone grab my arm and stop me from falling.

"Are you alright?" I hear someone asks and recognize it as Newt's.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I take a step forward and nod at Newt. "Show me."

"Alright." He walks to a door and I follow close behind. He goes down and I can't help but notice how slim but muscular he was.

Nice body. I wanted to say but restrained myself. Should I? I was feeling a rush of adrenaline and maybe if I was sure that I would never see him again I would compliment him.

He stood in front of a wooden door, waiting for me to catch up. After a second he opened the door and I went blind. "Fuck." I cussed while rubbing my eyes.

My eyes took some time to adjust. The stinging sensation never leaving me.

I look around. Everything look nice, until I noticed the huge wall that surrounded us into a cube form.

I frowned. "Where the hell are we?" I ask. Starting to panic.

"We call it the glade."

"No shit, I got that part inside but, where are we?"

"We don't know."

"What you mean you don't know?! Where the fuck are we?!"

"Slim it, greenie. Do you think you can do better?" Newt looked aggravated and in a way it made him look hot.

"Hell yeah, how long have you been here? Do you not see the four gigantic doors I'm seeing?"

"Look, greenie. It's not at easy as it sounds, alright? There's a bloody maze out there that changes every night and unless you think you can solve that bloody maze with the bloody grievers, I suggest you shut the hell up."

I stood dumbfounded for a moment, not comprehending anything he had just said. I brought up my hand to cover my mouth as I tried to mask the smile that was creeping up on me.

"Do you think it's funny?"

"A maze? That changes every night? Grievers? Really?"

"Really." Newt's serious stare hypnotized me and brought me to a wave of panic.

I looked around again. The old shack we had just come from behind us.

I started walking slowly after one of the walls.

"What shucks do you think you're doing?"

Newts voice encouraged me to go faster and faster and soon I was sprinting.

"Greenie! What the bloody hell are you doing?!" I heard Newts labored breaths behind me.

I was running as fast as my legs allowed me.

Soon I was in front one of the doors. I looked behind me to see Newt give a few last limps before standing behind me.

A sad feeling came over me.

A hanging, upside down body clouded my mind. Tears rimmed my eyes and I frowned again in confusion.

I looked forward again, stepping in more.

A hand held my arm tightly. "That's as far as you can go." Newt said beside me.

You could hear the wind howling along the concrete hallway, pushing my hair back.

Newt copied me and I took advantage to watch him. His eyebrows were knit together and his mouth was still open as it tried to breathe in some oxygen.

I dipped my head down to see his hand still holding my arm. It looked out of place, like somehow it should be lower, in my hand.

"Why do you feel familiar?" I asked, making him turn towards me. His brown eyes brought back a feeling that warmed my chest.

I heard the rough swinging of an old rusty swing-set. Looking across the chains, brown eyes and intertwined hands zoned me out. 

It felt like a file that had been triggered inside my mind. I tried to get ahold of the whole cabinet but when I did, I felt an excruciating pain on my frontal lobe.

"Ah!" I screamed, closing my eyes shut and bringing my hands to my ears.

"What's wrong?" Newt panicked.

I crouched down to the ground. Tears spilling from my eyes like a faucet as I prayed for the ringing to stop. "Make it stop!" I sob-screamed towards Newt.

Steps and voices started being heard around me. I felt Newt beside me as he asked over and over what was wrong.

The familiar voices from earlier arrived frantically.

"What's wrong with her?" Album asked.

"Clint! Help her!" Newt yelled over my sobs.

Another body crouched in front of me. "What's the matter? Does your head hurt?"

"Make it stop!!" I screamed again, this time louder than before. A loud, inhuman screech was heard against the walls almost like it had responded to me, making everyone go silent.

"Was that a griever?" Someone asked.

"Get her back inside. Nobody steps a foot out there until tomorrow!" Alby ordered.

Arms wrapped around me and carried me. "It's okay." I heard Newt say before I blacked out completely.

Don’t know if I should do a second part. Thoughts? Request are open ❤️