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In another life
Summary: Reader is sad because Winston is going to kill himself.
Warnings: Death, a gun, one swear word, angst, use of (Y/N).
Length: Short.
Readers gender: Not mentioned.
A/N: I decided to write ths because there isn't enough Winston content. This is my first fic, and English isn't my first language so sorry for bad grammar and stuff.
We were all standing around Winston, who didn't seem to be okay.
"It's growing." He mumbled, while lifting his shirt. Everyone looked horrified. "I'm not going to make it." He added.
"No, don't worry. You'll be fine." I stammered.
"No, (Y/N), I won't make it." He reached out his hand for the gun in Frypan's hand. "Please, please, don't let me turn into one of those, please."
Everone stared at him for a moment until Newt took the gun from Fry and gave it to Winston.
"Newt-" Thomas wanted to say something, but I stopped him. Newt gave the gun to Winston. "Thank you." He muttered. "Now...get out of here."
"Goodbye, Winston." Newt whispered. Afterwards he stood up and started to pack our shit. Everyone followed. Exept for Thomas.
"It's okay..." Winston said. "I'm sorry." Thomas replied with tears in his eyes. He grabbed his things to follow the others.
""Thomas...take care of them." Winston mumbled. Thomas nodded and followed the others. Now it was just me and Winston. I was trying not to cry, for his sake. I failed and I teared up.
"It's okay, (Y/N), it's okay." He muttered again.
I remebered the moments in the Glade where we would say that maybe, somewhere in another life, we would be happy.
"In another life, Winston?" I smiled trough my tears.
"In another life." He replied. "Now go."
I kissed his forehead and ran to the others. We walked on a dune, when suddenly...
A gunshot. Winston was dead.
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A/N: I hope anyone reads it, and if someone did, tell me if I did something wrong or atleast you opinion of the story.
#maze runner#the maze runner#tmr#the scorch trials#tst#scorch trials#tmr winston#winston tmr#winston x reader#tmr winston x reader#the maze runner x reader#tmr x reader#maze runner x reader#tmr frypan#frypan tmr#tmr thomas#thomas tmr#maze runner angst#angst#angst with a sad ending
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Bandaged Up
Pairing:Winston x female reader
Summary:Seeing as you're a Medjack, you're more than used to bandaging up your lovers injuries.
“How are you always here?”
Her tone was one of attempted disappointment and slight amusement. There was a hint of worry of course, but if she worried every time I was here she would never stop.
“I work with sharp tools and animals all day. It's a given,”I shrugged, pulling my sleeve up and holding out my arm.
“It really shouldn't be,”She sighed, shaking her head as she wrapped a cloth around the bloody wound.
“But it is. Besides, you're always happy to see me.”
“I’d be happier if you weren't injured,”She insisted, pulling the cloth away and with it most of the blood, making it clear that it was just a cut from one of the Slicer knives. Nothing too serious but definitely nothing fun.
“As long as you're still a little happy to see me, it’s fine,”I shrugged, watching as she wrapped a bandage around the cut.
“Ah yes. Because nothing is as enjoyable as you getting hurt a thousand times a day,”She deadpanned, playfully rolling her eyes as she cut the strip just enough to fit over the wound.
“I’d say it's only like a hundred times a day,”I countered.
“Because that’s a lot better,”She sighed, gently pressing her fingers against the wrap so it would actually stay. When she seemed satisfied she nodded to herself and pulled away, patting my shoulder as she did. “Now you get back to work, and stop getting hurt,”She said, her tone part playful and part sincerity.
“I’ll do my best,”I promised, giving a two finger salute. She rolled her eyes yet again until I placed a quick kiss to her cheek as I stood up.
“Yep. It is definitely time for you to go. I swear you two actually make me throw up in my mouth a little every time you're together.”
“Shut up, Clint. Keep counting the supplies,”She huffed, not even needing to look back.
“And with that, I shall see you tonight,”I smiled.
“Of course. I’ll save you a spot next to me.”
“Bleh. Love.”
“Shut up, Clint,”She repeated louder. Figuring it was time for me to leave, I gave her one last kiss on her cheek before walking out the door with a bandage and a love sick smile.
#winston x reader#tmr winston#winston tmr#winston maze runner#the maze runner#tmr#one shot#fluff#slight hurt/comfort#request
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Can you write platonic gladers x child reader (8 - 10), like when their in the scorch trials
AHHH I've been thinking about writing a platonic fic for so long but I wasn’t sure if anyone would read!!!! This request is so good thank you so much
The Heart
Gladers x child! gender neutral! reader (platonic)
Set during scorch trials (movieverse)
Notes: I decided to format this as headcanons to make it easier. Where Teresa is 'The Traitor', Newt is 'The Glue', etc, reader is tattooed with 'The Heart'. This isn't really in the story, just a note for the title and a general headcanon
Warnings: everything that happened in the movie, i.e. violence, Cranks, Winston shooting himself, and one instance of bad language cause apparently I don't have other vocab
Aris
You meet Aris when you've all escaped from WCKD
He's a nice guy
When you're gathering supplies in that abandoned building he picks out a bunch of little sweaters for you
Idk I get a sweater vibe from him
You wear the sweaters when it's night time in the Scorch, and freezing cold
In the days when it's too hot to wear them Aris carries them in his backpack for you
But that's really the extent of your interactions
You've just had more time to build up trust with the people of your own Glade, so it's easier with them, but you're still chill with Aris
Winston
You didn't really know Winston back in the Glade
But it still hurts when the Cranks get him
He shields you away, not letting you see his wound when he shows the others
The Gladers help him do the same, hiding you from him when he starts looking worse
It's like there's some silent pact between everyone to protect you from seeing as many bad things
Your age seems to make them want to preserve your innocence, or something
Anyway, he always looks after you, until the end
RIP Winston :(
Frypan
He always had a soft spot for you back in the Glade
(everyone did)
That kindness doesn't stop when you're out in the Scorch
He always makes sure you've eaten, and he even offers you some of his food, even though he probably needs more than you
Frypan does his best to keep the mood light for you, cracking little jokes and pulling faces to make you smile
Teresa
For Teresa, you're actually a reminder of what the world was like
Look, we all know Teresa betrayed the group, and that was really shitty
But we can get her motivations sometimes
She looks at you and sees the people she should be saving, the people she wants to protect
You're actually a symbol of hope in her mind
She wants to make a cure so that people like you can live in a world without the Flare
Of course, you would rather she just not betray all your friends, but that's just how her mind works
For you, she's kinda like an older sister... or a mother (lol)
You always sleep beside her at night, and she'll hold your hand while sleeping so you don't have nightmares
Thomas
Thomas is actually kind of a role model to you
You admire his relentless no-one-left-behind mindset, and his bravery
He doesn't really have time to look after you like the others, but you always fuel his spirit with your unfailing optimism
He makes the most time with you at the end of the day, when you're resting
He comforts you when you're scared at night, staying awake to talk to you about simple things, or to tell you a story to take your mind off your fears
You cuddle up to sleep between him and Teresa, giving both of them some calm and peace, since you can tell his mind is always moving a million miles a minute
He's kinda like Teresa with you, actually
They both look at you as a hopeful future, something they have to work towards to protect you
But the difference is that Thomas works to get you and the rest of the group to a safe place, while Teresa... you know, gives you all up
Newt
You trigger some strange memories in Newt
He doesn't really remember, but he had a sister before
You remind him of what it's like to be an older brother
He protects you like his own sibling, making sure you get your sweaters from Aris' bag when it gets cold
He also defends you first when you end up at Jorge's warehouse
When the guard people are closing in on you, he shoves you behind him and threatens to kill anyone who touches you
Obviously they have guns and are stronger than the lot of you, so all you end up getting strung up by your feet
But hey, he tried his best, and it was all fine in the end
Minho
Minho is your favourite
(you're his favourite too)
He's snarky and to-the-point with everyone else, but he's always soft with you
Back in the Glade he'd always let you sit in the Runners' hut and chill out, just drawing pictures or messing around with sticks from the Map
Some days when it gets late, you get tired from walking and Minho will give you a piggyback ride
Usually you'll fall asleep on Minho's back like that, and he'll have to gently put you down, trying not to wake you
Minho's actually always carrying you
Like, in the hard situations - it becomes a regular thing
Some bad shit going down? Get on my back
He's carrying you when you're running in to the warehouse, and you almost get struck by lightning with him
Back when you were escaping the Maze, he was carrying you there too
Hope you enjoyed these :)))
Thank you for reading, and requests are open as always ❤
#the maze runner#god do I just tag everyone#maze runner headcanons#platonic gladers x reader#minho x reader#newt x reader#thomas x reader#aris x reader#teresa x reader#frypan x reader#winston x reader#my writing
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Hi 👋 ! I was wondering if I please could request The junkers, Doomfist, sigma, echo, ramattra and platonic winston and wrecking ball with a reader that can transform into any kind of animal (think beast buy from teen titans) but prefer to stay as a fruit bat? Thank you!! <3
Huh sure!
Overwatch with reader who can transform into any animal
Junkrat
You'd definitely have to warn him about your powers because if he saw a bat in his workshop he'd likely throw something at it
He also decides to make you a special little place in the top corner of his workshop so he can remember that you're there
(It's also a safe distance away that any explosions won't harm you)
Roadhog
Honestly he's not even phased by your powers
Just tell him when you're changing and he'll make sure to be gentle as to not hurt you
He is impressed if you turn into a big animal like a bear or something
But when you normally stay as a fruit bat it's best if you stay on the ceiling or a top-shelf because sometimes he struggles to find you
Junker Queen
She's super impressed when she learns of your powers
Expect for her to ask you to transform into tons of different animals
Why you'd want to stay as a fruit bat she doesn't know but she won't judge you
Sometimes if she has to go out she'll carry you around when you're in your fruit bat form
Wrecking Ball (platonic)
A bit skeptical at first
Since you like being a fruit bat which is pretty small he'd ask for help on his mech
Sometimes he needs an extra pair of hands but human hands are too big but yours are perfect!
You also get a special area in his smaller than normally workshop since you're now his friend and basically his co-worker
Doomfist
Incredibly intrigued by your powers
Whenever you stay as a fruit bat Akande will bring along a special bag so you can still go on the mission but not have to fly the entire time
Expect to get showered with praise whenever you save someone on a mission by transforming
He'd always so fascinated when he sees you transform
Sigma
Super interested in your powers
Please demonstrate them for him he'll get so excited
Definitely has a special and intricately designed space in his lab for when you're a fruit bat
He's got books upon books about your power with little notes that he's written down and he'd love to go over them with you if you want to
Echo
She can do that as well but it's not as simple as you can as she has to have the animal in front of her
So you two make it work because you'll turn into an animal and she'll use that as her reference to transform
Whenever you're a fruit bat you can feel how delicately she holds you when you land in her hand
Ramattra
He's super confused when you tell him you can just transform into any animal at will
Demands a demonstration before he'll believe you and you grant his wish
He believes you now
He'll ask you to help on Null Sector missions but respects your opinion if you decline
Winston (platonic)
He acts a lot like Sigma from a scientific point of view
He'd never force you to go on Overwatch missions because he doesn't want you to feel like he's taking advantage of you two's friendship
Whenever you're a fruit bat don't worry about being hurt in his lab it's surprisingly clean and Winston makes sure to know where you are at all times
#overwatch x reader#junkrat x reader#roadhog x reader#junker queen x reader#doomfist x reader#sigma x reader#echo x reader#ramattra x reader#winston x reader#wrecking ball x reader#platonic
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The soldier comes back
Winston x girlfriend!reader
warning : fluff, comfort, ptsd (nightmares), emotional, kissing, wound
Summary : After the next deployment, she was supposed to go home for a long time - that was the promise she was given, a promise kept when she was able to embrace her beloved Winston again, but no one had told the young couple that the post-war period was worse than waiting for news and together they have to deal with what happened.
info : There is no single gif for Winston (maybe i'll try one) but have fun with this angst/fluff piece have fun and see you next time :)
ps : I have tried to get as much out of the movie as I can from him I hope he is good
masterlist
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A war destroyed people attacker and defender alike, a war left nothing but death, devastation, destruction and mountains of bodies and the aftermath was like a cloud of silent grief and suffering but no one wanted to admit to having started it so it always was.
While in the past wars lasted a few years at most, resources were not enough and weapons were not so well developed, the world was also very different not ruled by a greed that emerged in the twenty-first century and with this greed came war and more wars.
Young men and women were drawn in and died and prayed over until the mission, until the war was declared over or you won or lost whatever it was in the end it was an ugly affair with nothing to show for it but suffering and destruction.
A war in its beginnings broke families apart and tore them apart or was merciful and brought them back or brought them to a parting in a beginning spring that would bring the land into bloom, ,,I promise I'll be back who will Pringel cuddle with mhh?" he asked with a smile even though his voice was tinged with sadness and uncertainty as he held her hands and wiped away her tears.
The couple was one of the youngest at the airport many men and women had families already or brought grandparents who cared but they both, she a freshly started vet and he her sweet self-sacrificing friend a sniper drafted into a war they didn't know when it would ever end.
But his words even now made her smile as she thought of the bushy-tailed cat in her apartment who always needed a cuddle before sleep, ,,I-I think I can do it," she sniffled, wiping away the last of her tears as she looked into her friend's face, she was so unsure now to see him like this, as much as they had joked that the uniform suited him.
He would carry a gun, hide on roofs and other elevated positions and shoot, ,,Very good…I'll be back I promise darling I'll be back" was the last thing he said to her as the final call rang out and he pulled her into one last hug they both shared one last kiss and they had to break away as they boarded the plane to an uncertain future.
A future that would include the next few months of talking and video chatting as often as they could, mostly in the evenings, though the time difference sometimes caused a few problems, it was pure relief to see each other and hear his voice, ,,You really are my hope here," he admitted from time to time and she gave the screen a kiss before showing him Pringle snuggled on her lap, meowing as Winston kissed the animal and seemed to be happy to see such a personal picture of hope.
While he was just being the best he could be to her by not getting hurt or the worst happening, he told her about the sun and the heat, some new high scores on his console and his friends that it wasn't as bad as he thought.
The conversations she had with him distracted him, which always worked and she saw him smile and the exhaustion left him, at least for a moment, until they said goodbye to each other again and could hardly wait until they could see each other again.
The days and weeks went by and her work as a vet went well, the joy she saw on people's faces and animals that were no longer in pain gave her hope and the evenings were not so lonely with the cat and a few good movies and series but it was not the same when Winston was not there.
But they also talked about how they missed each other and how much they wanted to see each other again, at least holding hands, ,,We'll see each other soon, I promise it can't be that long" he said and even though she didn't want to bring it up she saw that he looked more tired than usual, she didn't know what the different times of deployment were like, how long you had to lie in wait in the dark but he was one of the new ones surely not that long was he?
Soldier wasn't a job you just did, it was a job with obligations and an uncertain end, even in times of war you were a hero if you survived and a hero if you died. A life that went on at any moment if the bullets didn't hit you and a life that could end in the blink of an eye if metal bored into your body.
It was a draining uncertainty. But that uncertainty came when she couldn't reach him one night and her fear made her try for hours to call the city's police station to see if they knew anything, but they turned her away until she finally got a signal in the early hours of the morning.
The flickering screen showed Winston, ,,What happened? Are you all right?" she asked, trying not to start crying with joy when she finally saw him, to be honest she had had a fear that had choked her throat but she couldn't help the sharp intake of air when she saw the plaster on his cheek and the background in which she recognized some medical equipment and her fingers tangled in her pyama pants.
It could have been a fall, a gunshot, a concussion, a blow, but all he said was ,,Graze it-I'm fine" such a short answer that almost made her laugh at his abusdity, she could just see his exhaustion in his dark eyes, the nervous bobbing of his leg, his fingers that were probably trembling otherwise the screen wouldn't be shaking like that - something else must have happened.
But she was careful not to go into it again, instead she believed him for that moment, trying to distract him as always with stories of cute baby animals and Pringle telling him she even managed to make him smile but the pain remained.
She could see that even with the bad connection, ,,I'll wait for you, I love you," she said, closing the screen of the device before leaning back against the couch with a sigh, unable to stop the tears from streaming down her cheeks.
Why was something like this happening to them? They were just normal people, a young couple who still had everything ahead of them and shouldn't be punished so harshly by life, should they?
She didn't know the answer, the only thing she knew and the only thing that counted for her was a week, in a week Winston and other slightly injured people would be sent home for how long they couldn't and wouldn't tell her, but the mark in the collar stood and every day she felt the excitement more and more.
She could feel how tense he was with every phone call he made, wanting to get back faster and faster but trying to pull himself together, ,,I'll hug you from here my love, see you tomorrow" he said goodbye to the last call.
It took hours for her to hear his voice as she stood at the airport almost throwing up she was so excited as she practically hopped from one leg to the other looking over her shoulders hoping to finally see her boy friend in the crowds.
Until the call came the voice announcing the nine landed flight and it was agonizing moments when she saw him walking towards him still wearing his unifrom but it didn't matter with tears they hugged each other and stayed like that for a moment.
,,See, I'm back, I promised," he murmured, kissing the top of her head and hugging her again as her hand came to rest on his cheek before the couple made their way to the car together and drove back to the apartment holding hands.
But just because something seemed okay at first didn't mean it was, she noticed that he kept checking his watch and waking up early when she kept leaving to see "buddies," as he called them, and she accompanied him to the veterans' home, a place she never thought he would be.
He didn't play video games with her either, and even Pringle sometimes left him alone. ,,I'm fine, really, just a little bit of getting used to," he always told her when she tried to talk to him about it, and she always gave him a kiss on the forehead until the night they both realized that everything was wrong.
They had spent the evening together watching a new movie, cuddling with Pringle and she lay in his arms when they both knew it was late enough and they should go to bed.
The couple lay down in the soft bed, a last gentle kiss was exchanged and a ,,Good night, love you" came from her before they both closed their eyes and fell asleep, it should have been that easy, it always seemed to have worked out that way before.
In the hours that followed as she slept peacefully she didn't realize the terror that was going on in his mind the images and sounds the deaths and screams and the pain that made him jerk awake and a scream left his lips that woke her up too.
The sleep was torn from her, her heart skipped a beat, afraid that something had happened, a break-in or something else, but instead all she heard was the flickering of the bedside lamp that had been pulled down, loud breathing and someone sitting against the wall holding his side, ,,Winston? What's wrong?" she asked as she slowly got out of bed, seeing him in half-shadow due to the lack of light, but the trembling was clearly visible.
She didn't get an answer until she slowly sat down on the floor with him and he backed away, almost seeming afraid that he would ever hurt her, ,,I-I didn't mean to…it-I-it was an order," he managed to get out and she slowly put a hand on his arm, only slowly truly understanding what he meant, what it apparently really meant what he had done.
She waited for him to let her though as she slowly pulled him into his arms just holding him for a moment as she saw the silent tears streaming down his cheeks, ,,Blood and death it was horrible after not even two weeks I wanted to go home" he uttered the sentence and he seemed to see something on his hands as he brushed them against his oyjama pants and she imagined what it was.
Blood was on his hands, orders given to kill when he had to if he deemed it necessary and he had done so to protect his fellow soldiers, to protect himself and to protect them in the end.
,,It's over Winston you see you're here with me, my arms are holding you, my voice is with you and-and I'm not leaving you, the orders are over" she said choosing her words carefully to give him the best she could in the situation pulling him closer only to immediately hear a painful hiss and feel something soft at his side, a compress that seemed to be holding something larger.
She didn't ask just used her fingers to slowly pull his shirt up and felt her heart tighten painfully it was Winston holding her now his head leaning against hers, ,,It's not so bad…taking meds…for pain and stuff" he mumbled finally admitting he was hurt more than just a graze it had gotten him.
It must have hurt like hell and he was still in pain a bullet that had hit him had spared his face but when she took off the compresses and bandages she would find the gaping stitched bullet wound, it was the reason why he could go home earlier and also explained why he turned away from her more than once and not just physically.
The fact brought tears to her eyes that she tried to blink away as she tried to think clearly and not give in to grief and do the right thing.
She looked around in the semi-darkness but saw the previously overlooked pillbox of painkillers and she briefly detached herself from him, feeling him tighten up again until she hurriedly returned with a glass of water and a pill, handing it to him and taking a blanket to lay over his and her lap.
Winston put his arm around her and stroked her wrist as she laid her head against his and the two of them stood in silence, ,,Thank you for everything, for staying here, for not leaving me, for looking after Pringle and for just being my support," he said as she felt him slowly relax, his voice no longer so full of huskiness and he gave her a kiss on the temple as she returned his gaze, the moment interrupted only by a meow.
Pringel came in through the door that wasn't closed and lay down on the blanket to offer his owners comfort as the cat stared at them both with his reflective eyes and only began to purr when they both relaxed and stroked the animal's fur.
Perhaps the terror was still there inside him, the fear of losing him still in her but together it showed them that they had survived this night arm in arm with a trust and love for each other that told them they could survive and overcome such terrors no matter what and together.
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@angelsanarchy , @starry-eyed-wild-child
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"You don't have to lie to me if you want to be close to me" (Winston x Reader)
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A/N; when your brain's like "Focus? What's that? Never heard of it. Here's this random commercial that hasn't been on tv since you were 11." so I wrote and edited this in like an hour, hoping it would reset my brain while I drink a cup of tea... I don't think it worked.
It was rounding down to the end of Greenie day. The new boy was well and truly trashed on Gally's secret recipe and most of the boys had wonder off to their beds. Those who were left were the more "responsible" ones of the Glade, picking up those that thought the dirt was a great place to sleep or helping Frypan clean up what was left to ensure it didn't rot in the wrong place. And then there were the few others, sitting around the dying bonfire, most by themselves, some in small groups speaking softly about anything and nothing. You fell into the later with Winston, sitting closer than what was considered normal but not touching, not quite anyways. You'd been chatting about random things in hushed voices for the last hour or so, waving goodnight to the others as they passed you. You knew it wouldn't be long before Alby declared it bedtime and smothers what was left of the embers of the bonfire, but you'd take every moment you got before that happened.
You didn't spend much time with Winston, him being the Keeper of the Slicers and you not being a Slicer at all, but he was the first person you truly befriended when you arrived in the Glade. It was an instant connection that you both felt on that rather cold day in the Glade. You both assumed that you had known each other before hand, and some days you wondered to yourself just how close you had been before your memory and previous life were taken from you.
As Winston spoke softly, your eyes closed, losing yourself in the calm and security of being so close to him that you always felt when you were near, deciding to rest your head on his shoulder. He stopped speaking, flinching a bit at the sudden act before relaxing again, turning his head to look at you. "You all good there?" he asked, you gave a little shrug, knocking his arm with your shoulder "just tired." He was silent for a while before whispering "you don't have to lie to me if you want to be close to me." You smiled at this before opening your eyes, seeing he was still looking at you with those beautiful brown eyes. "I didn't know I had to have a reason." you whispered back, smile never leaving your face as he smiled too.
You both sat like that for a while, eventually you closed your eyes again and he rested his head on yours, enjoying the closeness and comfort that this night held as you could faintly hear Alby telling the others to go to bed, hoping he'd be kind enough to leave you both till last, so this moment could last just a little longer.
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Winston x reader incorrect quotes 2
Winston: Pros and cons of dating me. Winston: Pros. You'll be the cute one. Winston: Cons. Holy shit, where do I begin-
Winston: Go fuck yourself. Y/N, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch
Winston: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. Y/N: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. Winston: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.
Y/N: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Winston: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Y/N: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Winston: Is it working?
Y/N: Hey, wanna take a shower with me? Winston: I have a gun in that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shoot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.
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you don't understand how much i love winston 😭 i love him i love writing for him aaaaaahhh the only character i love more than winston is wednesday, but winston fits into plots so well ughhh
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for your milestone - winston/reader, fluffy "i thought you didn't want me"? this isn't a meme i love winston so much i never see stuff for him 😭💞 if you're not comfy with it that's okay, have a lovely day!
Hey hey;nothing wrong if you like him ♡ I do have my fair share of characters someone might think it is bizzarre to love.
Of course I will do that! Thabks so much for waiting. Hope you like it!
MILESTONE SPECIAL:
Winston:I thought you didn't want me
-Stay- This simple word stopped you on the track. His voice was peculiarly soft and pleading. -You don't have to go back and risk your life;for once- You recalled the chat you had with the other Overwatch members about a secret mission and how much that upset Winston. The whole thing blew up, and it was one of the rarest cases when the gorilla seemed to lose his temper. Now he was stopping you from going, again. -I could use the help and a friendly face, mh?- -I...I thought you didn't want me?- Winston flinched at the memory of him saying that he did not care. That was so not characteristical of him. He was quite ashamed. -I...I care about you- He admitted with a sigh -And it worries me to see you go- He glanced at you from behindhis glasses. His smile widens once he sees walking closer to him. -Took you enough uh?- You patted his armor. -Yeah, I'm a genius;just not in the communication field, it seems~-
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𝓝𝐎𝐖 𝓞𝐑 𝓝𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑
𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎��� 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟
❝ 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑒, ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒. 𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡 ... ❞
𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 ?? 🚫🚫
𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 💬💬
Just a little bit further, guys!" I heard Thomas shout as we made our way up the sandy hill. It was hot.. hotter than I've ever experienced.
"Right there.." Thomas said, pointing off in the distance.
"It shouldn't be too long now.." Newt agreed, but before we could even start walking I felt Winston's grip on my hand loosen as he fell.
"Winston!" I shouted, running after his collapsed figure before quickly taking the water flask from my bag. There wasn't much left, but I could tell he was dehydrated.
"Drink.." I whispered, holding it up to his mouth as I helped him sip.
"He's dehydrated.. we need to carry him or something.." I said, though it seemed Thomas and Newt were already on it as they made a stretcher for him.
We didn't make it much further, but all I could do was hope Winston could hang on.. I couldn't lose him.. that was when the stretcher became far lighter than it was, but it was a gunshot that had me panicking.
"What are you doing!?" Frypan shouted as Winston tried to take the gun before collapsing again.
"It's growing.. inside of me.." I heard him whimper out..
Winston wasn't dehydrated.. he was infected..
"No.. no, no.." Was all I could say.. all I could think as I fell to my knees next to him.
"I'll be okay.. just, please.." Winston choked out. "Don't let me turn into one of those things.." he requested, reaching for Frypan's gun.
I froze.. we all froze.. I just lost Gally and Chuck, I couldn't add Winston to that list..
Before I knew it, Newt was placing the gun in Winston's hand, I couldn't move.. I couldn't stop him..
"Now get out of here.." he whimpered out.
I have never felt more alone in my life as I watched everyone file away.
"Georgia.. go.." Winston told me, but I couldn't.
"I'm not leaving you.." I managed to whimper out, my forehead resting against his.
"Then.. please.." he began, putting the gun in my hand. "I can't shoot myself in front of the girl I love.." Winston admitted.
I couldn't kill the boy I love..
"No.. no you'll live.. you'll-" I cried out, but Winston only shook his head.
"I appreciate the optimism.. but I won't.." he said, resting his head back.
Tightening my grip on the gun, I put the barrel to his stomach before my lips found his forehead.
"I love you, Georgia.." was all Winston said before placing his hand on mine and I pulled the trigger.
#roleplay#themazerunner#the maze runner#the scorch trials#winston x reader#oc#oc x canon#maze runner fic#Spotify
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I loved the last one! And I hope you don't mind me asking for another Winston Loomis one again! I like that little man. Anyway, I was thinking about female Y/N being a yandere for Winston Loomis? This is probably really random. But do make sure to drink water and eat properly, and sleep well!
Hello dearie! This is actually a really interesting request and it really got me thinking about Winston. I think you’re also making me simp for him. He’s so cuteee.
Warnings: Mentions of murdere! These are Yandere headcanons
Type of writing: Fanfiction, headcanons
About: Winston Loomis with a Fem!Y/n who’s a yandere
Characters: Winston Loomis, Fem!Y/n
Winston Loomis x Fem!yandere!reader headcanons
💚Winston actually got onto you being a yandere pretty quick. The first thing he noticed was your stalking.
💚You would have to be insanely good at hiding being a yandere to actually have him not find out about it. Because you gotta remember the company he works at.
💚At first, he’s actually flattered with the stalking, because at the moment that was all he thought it was. He also loved you, too. To be completely honest he probably stalked you too at first, even if he wasn’t a yandere he probably stalks sometimes.
💚Winston is sort of intimidated by you when he finally realizes you’re the one murdering everyone he’s close with, because he catches onto all these deaths happening around him. He even worries about you and tries to distance himself from you because he didn’t want you to get hurt.
💚Then he realized it was you, but at the same time Winston also feels more protected. He’s glad he usually has your eyes on him so if anyone tries anything with him, a knife would appear in their back.
💚The only thing he would hate is being kidnapped. That’s one thing he couldn’t stand. (But at the same time it’s a regular thing lmfao) If this is after VTSOM he’d probably have some ptsd from being kidnapped by VINCENT.
💚If you did kidnap him though, he’d try to make the best of it. At least he loves you. Depending on how you treat him he would either hate you, or feel an odd sense of comfort whenever you’re around.
💚I feel deep down Winston really wants to be taken care of. So I feel like if you just kidnapped him, took care of him, and smothered him with love. He’d feel pretty content with you. And may even thank you at one point.
💚Overall Winston would be a very calm and even alright with being kidnapped depending on treatment.
💚But let’s say you don’t kidnap him, you can bare just murdering and stalking for him. He’d pretend not to notice. He’d stay close to you and if he really loved you he would even make more moves and even take his chances at flirting.(No one can convince me he doesn’t suck at flirting, bro probably has -2 social skills. Still love Winston though.)
💚Honestly though, I feel like all of the VTSOM characters would at least have some sort of yandere tendencies or problems with stalking to an extent. Winston isn’t excluded from this and probably stalks, which is probably how he saw you murder someone.
💚Winston is probably used to the weirdest shit from his company so he is sort of desensitized to all this. His only problem is framing. He probably hates the thought of framing because, well he was framed. He would still love you though, especially instead of Vincent getting him out of prison it was you.
#fanfiction#vtsom#headcanons#x fem!reader#yandere headcanons#winston x reader#winston loomis#Winston Loomis x reader#vtsom winston#Winston Loomis headcanons#Winston Loomis Yandere headcanons#yandere reader#yandere y/n
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this movie is making me insane
#「 wolverine 」#「 deadpool 」#「 hugh jackman 」#「 ryan reynolds 」#poolverine#deadpool 3#deadpool#deadpool vs wolverine#deadpool and wolverine#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#hugh jackman smut#wolverine smut#wolverine#wolverine x reader#logan howlett#logan howlett smut#logan howlett x reader#wade wilson#marvel#mcu#marvel cinematic universe#wade wilson x reader#wade wilson smut#wade winston wilson#deadpool movie#i know it’s not how a vent diagram works ok 💔
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Winston Masterlist
Requests Open
🌸 is fluff
🥀 is angst
🌷 is platonic love
🪷 is hurt/comfort
🏵️ is none
🌻is short
🪻is medium
💐 is long
Bandaged Up 🌸 🪻(F Reader)
Seeing as you're a Medjack, you're more than used to bandaging up your lovers injuries.
#winston#winston x reader#winston tmr#tmr winston#maze runner masterlist#tmr masterlist#the maze runner#tmr
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When you run out of fics to read
#jacob black x reader#seth clearwater x reader#edward cullen x reader#dean winchester x reader#sam winchester x reader#draco malfoy x reader#george weasley x reader#fred weasley x reader#hermione granger x reader#damon salvatore x reader#stefan salvatore x reader#jax teller x reader#opie winston x reader#steve harrington x reader#eddie munson x reader#kylo ren x reader#ghost x reader#konig x reader#ben hanscom x reader#joel miller x reader
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Hello how have you been, I hope well after a while since I requested and while reading some of the publications I turned on the focus.
An s / o that always carries a large backpack but have never seen what is inside (either out of respect or because it is well secured) and in a complicated situation his s / o says "I got this" and the backpack will be to show a puppet (either animal or humanoid) and when they fix their hands in their pockets they move, it is not remote techonologia are threads (basically a s / o with puppets of the naruto :V).
As for the fandom probably overwatch shimadas, junkers, maximilian, ramattra and Winston (platonic clearly, seriously I need to see more of changis bro, not as a couple but platonic at least not?)
As the last request I will leave some images for reference (extra points if one of your puppets is from your partner or friend in the case of Winston) as always do not forget to take care of your mental and physical health
If it is too complicated or you do not have imagination you can set it aside or leave it for later (actually it would give to be done on halloween. Uh Jaime Hugo write it down)
That was... a lot of information, but I think I understand
Overwatch with reader who fights with a puppet
Hanzo
Honestly he's kinda creeped out by puppets in general
So when you first pull out your puppet he's a little confused and maybe just slightly concerned
But once you two get out of the dangerous situation he asks a couple questions
Just the usual "where did it come from?" "How does it work?" Questions
He's a little creeped out by also a little impressed by it
Genji
He was always nosy about your backpack but didn't want to pry into your life too much so he let it be
And when you two were stuck and you pulled out your puppet, Genji was so confused
When he gets a proper look at your puppet, he'll start asking so many questions as he looks at it in awe
He thinks you're even cooler now
Kiriko
She never really wondered what was in your backpack since she assumed it was personal
But her jaw dropped when you first revealed your puppet
She was so confused but also so impressed
After you two are safe, she'll observe the puppet and comment on all the details and ask a bunch of questions
Junkrat
You know this man was so nosy about what was in your backpack
But he could never get it open for some reason so he pouted about it
All until one day when you finally opened it when you and Jamie were in a tough spot and revealed your puppet
And he was so confused cause what are you gonna do with a puppet? Oh... oh that's what you do
He's a little intimidated but also very much intrigued
Roadhog
He tried to stay respectful and stay out of your bag but he also really wanted to know what was in it
When you finally revealed your puppet he was immediately interested
He doesn't ask a lot of questions but prefers to observe the puppet himself if you'll let him
He's very impressed with your secret weapon
Junker Queen
Also another very nosy one. She's not used to people keeping things from her so she'll definitely try and figure out what it is
When you finally reveal your puppet she takes a moment to celebrate the discovery before actually processing what was in the bag
Then comes the barrage of questions about your puppet so prepare yourself
Maximilian
He's so paranoid about your safety that he was the one who gave you the puppet
He told you it was a defense mechanism for you in case you were ever in danger
The first time he saw you use it he was do thankful it worked
Now that you have that, he's more relaxed since he knows that you have something to protect yourself with
Ramattra
He wanted to be nosy and look in your bag but also didn't want to make you mad so he resisted
When you first used your puppet in front of him, his attention was transfixed on said puppet
He tries not to seem too impressed but it doesn't work he's clearly very impressed
He'll ask a couple of questions, but from the way he observes the puppet, it's clear he wants to know everything
Winston (platonic)
He's a very polite friend so he never asked what was in your backpack but that doesn't mean he wasn't curious about it
When you first used your puppet he was a little shocked by the... violence
But he quickly recovered don't worry
Please let him observe your puppet because he's got so many questions he wants to ask
#overwatch x reader#hanzo x reader#genji x reader#kiriko x reader#junkrat x reader#roadhog x reader#junker queen x reader#maximilian x reader#ramattra x reader#winston x reader#platonic
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Surprise for my beloved
Winston x girlfriend!reader
warning: fluff, kiss, no idea if army training is really like that, no use of Y/n
summary : Winston and his girlfriend are both in the military, and even though he was trained as a sniper because of his outstanding abilities, his girlfriend ended up in the regular units, where they were apparently treated even worse than the regular recruits. A day full of training, mud, bullet wounds and exhaustion lay ahead of her, but when she returns home, a surprise awaits her…
info: Oh yes Winston our favourite sniper, even if I don't feel the cover really, it is what it is. Have fun reading for the cute boy :)
masterlist
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What had she thought of when she signed the document together with Winston, just a few months after they had finished school for good?
That's right, they hadn't thought about it, and the devil had it in for them because they somehow needed a job that would bring in some money and maybe let them travel around a bit.
Since they were both terrible at driving trucks and long-distance haulage was therefore out of the question and everything else was too boring for them, they went to the first army recruitment centre they came across and signed up.
They had considered this together over a beer and a horror film while the menu music from Mario was playing in the background.
,,Let's become soldiers," it simply blurted out of her as she looked at the DOOM packaging lying scattered on the floor and heard the muttering agreement of Winston, who was stuffing his face with crisps. Their shared naivety and sense of humour would become their profession, or at least the beginning of it, as they lived their lives as soldiers of America.
Even though this beginning was actually quite funny, they were aware that they were on the same training ground, and they both completed the basic training together.
They made friends, received punishments together, and ended up with painful muscle cramps, but they all found sneaking out and eating pizza together worthwhile.
The day came when they were all assigned to different units. ,,You know we're in this together," he assured her, leaning slightly towards her and briefly squeezing her hand before she felt a brief kiss on her cheek before the shouting of their superior continued to echo through the ranks.
Until, however, it came to nothing, as the two looked at each other in amazement and he was assigned to the snipers and she, with horror and annoyance, was given the ID of a normal soldier.
,,This can't be true," she said, keeping her voice down, she didn't want to make things worse and felt two arms wrap around her immediately and he pressed against him, ,,I'll try to fix it, sweetheart," he said, stroking her back, but they both knew that in the coming war situation, such transfers were hardly possible.
They would need her in the ground units and above all, Winston would be her shield in the air in secret, he would watch over her and help her to eliminate the opponents in such a way that it would be her and not otherwise.
And yet it seemed as if they would be separated from each other forever.
This had happened a few months ago, and while Winston had found favour in a unit of his own and was even paired with a legend, whom he always talked about enthusiastically, she found herself lying on the dirty floor more and more often, shocked and shot with hard rubber bullets, almost every day.
,,Do you know what I look like? Like a bouncy ball that you've thrown against a wall too often," she grumbled, and saw Winston suppress his laughter because his day looked completely different from hers.
His was much more relaxed, besides the usual close combat training, in the first instance he actually shot at targets from a distance all the time and was not thrown around.
,,But you're my pretty bouncy ball, whether you have colourful spots or not, I promise," he replied and got up from the bed to go over to her, where she was standing in her pyjamas and he stroked over the colourful injuries and left kisses on them.
Even though the gesture was cute, her body still ached and she had another day ahead of her before they all had a few days off for a couple of superior orders.
It was at least the hope that remained as she turned to Winston and ran her hand through his hair, soft and fluffy it had always been and even now he still had the same gentle look in his eyes.
Moving her hand from his hair to his cheek she saw his smirk, he smiled curtly before kissing her palm and pulling her close, ,,Tomorrow will be a better evening I promise sweetie" she heard him say as she was just glad that she had him, that he was supporting her and that at least now they were still together.
But the said it will be better tomorrow seemed to be something completely different as first she was the punching bag for new holds and punches and soon she was on the floor more than ten times.
Then through the muddy mess where she slipped and landed with her whole body in a puddle and as if all that wasn't enough extra leg supports because her team had lost in the simulation in case of emergency.
Groaning, grumbling and wiping away her frustration, she had left the other ebriets to go back to her room Tomorrow will be better yes of course what a joke she thought grumbling and took off her helmet which was still making her head ache as she turned into her floor.
Walking into her room looking up from her helmet she was slightly startled when she noticed not only a sweet smell, relaxing music playing in the background.
She saw a pyjama-clad Winston holding a plate of pancakes, popcorn, strawberries and syrup, ,,Welcome back my love I told you it would get better” he greeted her and put the plate down in front of her before pulling her into a hug.
Instead of smelling like dirt and sweat, the brown-haired man smelled sweet vanilla as if he had prepared a lot more, ,,That's so sweet of you, thank you,” she thanked him and pressed a kiss to his nose before she looked down at herself and sighed.
,,I'm going to eat the pancakes with you in ten minutes, can you wait that long?” she asked, knowing that if she sat on the bed with the dirt she could buy a new one.
But even now he seemed to have something prepared when he grinned and opened the door in the small bathroom to reveal a 'tub' made of a large metal tub filled with warm water and foam, she couldn't help but laugh and look at the further surprise, ,,It was actually meant to be a target for me when I was shooting and I got it that way.
Hop in and enjoy the massage to come,” he instructed, pointing to the bubbles when she didn't need to be told twice and got rid of her clothes before she climbed into the pleasantly warm water just moments later, which did wonders for her muscles alone and only got better when she felt his hands on her shoulders and he slowly massaged her.
,,Thank you,” she whispered, relaxing and grateful that maybe he had come to the snipers after all if it meant she would be greeted like this every night with a warm bath, a sweet pancake and a sweet boyfriend who was the best you could have.
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@angelsanarchy , @starry-eyed-wild-child , @cyb3rrdani
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