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poorgirlinpoorworld · 3 months ago

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I drew my OC for The Maze Runner universe ✨ (her story below)

~ Martha „Mari” ~ named after Martha Nussbaum, American philosopher.

- 160 cm tall

- Brown, chocolate colored hair.

- Hazel eyes.

In the box:

- When she arrived in the box (one year before Thomas), Gally was the one who jumped down to her. The shock of the situation scared her so much that as she backed away from the boy, she bumped into some boxes, snagging her shirt and tearing it.

- To everyone’s surprise, Gally didn’t start shouting, didn’t grab her, and didn’t throw her out of the box. Perhaps it was because the first girl in the Glade stood right before him. When he noticed her probable fear of him, he raised his hands in surrender and tried to calm her down. As the girl began to relax, he reached out to her, and after a few seconds, she took his hand, giving him the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. „Oh, I'm so done now” he thought.

In the Glade:

- Her job was being a cook.

- She was know for being The Sunshine of the Glade. Her smile brightened everyone's day. In every situation, she tried to find the positive aspect. On better days, she would always come up with group activities or play the pranks on her friends. On worse days, when it was hard to find anything positive, she always made time to support anyone in need. She often encouraged discussions about emotions so that the boys wouldn’t bottle up their feelings. When Frypan, her keeper, wasn’t looking, she would sneak snacks to share with those who were having a tough day.

- After two months of constant flirting with Gally and giving him signals that she was interested in him… he still didn’t realize it, even though he had been in love with her since she arrived in the box. But eventually, her feelings reached him, and they were happily together.

- On her left wrist, she wears a bracelet that she received as a gift from Gally.

- Her bestfriend was Frypan, but she was also close to Ben and, for that reason, to Minho, because she was the one who always brought them breakfast at ungodly hours before their work as runners.

- When Chuck arrived he became her friend in mischiev.

- After Thomas arrived, her relationship with Gally drastically deteriorated. She couldn’t understand his hatred for the new boy and tried to explain that changes don’t always mean the worst. He couldn’t comprehend how she could trust him, especially after what happened with Ben. His hatred clouded his judgment. When she chose to escape with Thomas after the Griever attack, he felt betrayed. „We will survive here” he said to her, hoping she would change her mind. „I don’t want to survive, I want to live!” she shouted with tears in her eyes.

- When she saw him lying lifeless on the ground with a spear piercing his chest, her world came to a stop. She stood frozen as strangers began to pull them out of the room they were in.

In the Scorch:

- When they were brought into the room, it hit her what had happened, and she completely broke down. She fell to her knees, screaming from the depths of her lungs and crying so hard that it scared the others. Frypan immediately rushed to her, taking her into his arms, holding her close to his chest, and gently rocking her in an attempt to calm her down. After a moment, Minho sat down beside them, taking her hand and apologizing so quietly that it was hard to tell if he was speaking to her or to himself.

- After they escaped from the facility, she found a pair of long pants in the old shopping mall where they were hiding, she changed into them, putting on a jacket and a scarf. She also tied her hair back to keep it out of her eyes during the journey through The Scotch.

- Throughout the journey to the Right Arm camp, she traveled quietly behind the group, always at the back and never sticking her neck out. Everyone noticed that there was almost nothing left of the girl they once called The Sunshine of the Glade.

- After Teresa betrayed them and the WICKED showed up and captured Minho, she tried to save him, but she was unsuccessful, and ultimately, both of them were gone.

Captured by WICKED:

- She was on the train with Minho when Thomas and the group tried to save them.

- In the facility, they wouldn't let her see Minho. She quickly realized that he was in another part of the building when they began to transport her to the medical ward.

Being experimented by WICKED:

- Quickly, the doctors and scientists began experimenting on her, observing her reactions and monitoring her brain. Hooked up to strange machines, they put her into a state of hallucination and forced her to relive the deaths of her love - Gallys, also Chucks, Bens and others. Over time, she found a loophole in the simulation; before they could bring the next death before her eyes, she forced herself to commit suicide in the hallucination, still being safe in reality while connected to the machines. Her actions caused an error, disrupting the simulation before it fully started. However, WICKED did not give up, so for the next few months, she was subjected to experiments every day, and every day she committed suicide in her mind. She was already broken, but it was slowly destroying her from the inside.

- When they weren’t experimenting on her, she was locked in a room with a bed, a small closet, and a bathroom. Once, Teresa visited her, horrified by the state she found the girl in—neglected, emaciated, and lifeless—she approached the bed. She took a hairbrush from the closet and began to gently comb through her hair. However, all of Mari's memories rushed back of Gally, who loved to play with her long hair, running his fingers through it, or even braiding little plaits while listening to how her day went. With tears in her eyes, she pushed Teresa away and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door shut. When Teresa was about to leave, she heard the sound of shattering glass. Fearing the worst, she rushed to the bathroom. Upon opening the door, she noticed the broken mirror and Mari on the floor, surrounded by shards of glass and… hair. After breaking the mirror, Mari took a piece of glass and, with one bold motion, cut her hair to her shoulders. After doing so, her mind stopped functioning; she no longer knew what was a simulation and what wasn’t. Seeing herself in the reflection of the shard she held in her hand, she began to tremble. Looking at Teresa in the doorway, she raised her hand with the piece of glass and, staring into her eyes, plunged it into her own wrist. Teresa immediately rushed towards her, trying to stop the bleeding. The cut was shallow enough that she was quickly saved.

- When they eventually deemed her stable enough, they took her for further tests. As she was being transported by a guard, wearing a hospital gown, her head hung low, preparing for what awaited her, she didn’t even notice that a group of rebels who had been captured was being transported opposite her. As they passed each other, she lifted her head slightly and looked at one of the boys in the group. When her eyes met his, her heart stopped for a second. 'Gally?' she asked so quietly that she was afraid he wouldn’t hear her. Standing before her was the boy she had lost, whose death she had witnessed so many times that she wasn’t sure her heart could take it. He stood in front of her, taller, with more defined muscles, his hair cut short… but it was him. 'Martha?' he replied, shock evident in his eyes. Before she could react, the guards began to pull them apart in opposite directions. Both of them screamed each other’s names, trying to reach one another, but the guards’ grips were too strong. Moments later, she was around the corner, her love out of her sight. She couldn’t understand what was happening and what would happen next.

- After Gally and his group escaped with the help of a mole, the first thing he did was find the girl he had dreamed of since he lost her. He promised himself that he wouldn’t make the same mistake again and that he wouldn’t leave her alone once more. Once he found her, his group discovered an exit pointed out to them by an acquaintance, and they quickly transported themselves to the camp where Gally had been living all this time.

- It was a few weeks before Thomas and the others arrived. Gally took her to his room and laid her down on his bed. She was so exhausted from everything that she fell asleep immediately. When she woke up, she didn’t know where she was; she felt movement beside her, and when she looked to the side, she saw him. Gally was lying next to her, slightly dozing, having watched over her all night. In ideal circumstances, she would have thrown herself at him, kissing and hugging him, but Mari was shattered… she thought it was just another WICKED simulation. She spiraled into a frenzy, screaming, which jolted Gally awake and onto his feet. As she began to back away from him, shouting for him to stay away, he raised his hands in surrender, trying to calm her down, just like on the first day they met. However, this time she didn’t take his hand with a big smile; instead, she reached for the knife he had left on the nightstand beside the bed the day before. With a quick motion, she tried to stab herself in the stomach, but fortunately, the quick-thinking boy was faster and caught her hands, disarming her. Horrified by her state, he lifted her into a big bear hug and sat down on the bed, placing her on his lap while continuing to hold her close. After a few minutes, she finally calmed down, but still worried, she asked him if she was part of a simulation. Not fully understanding what she meant, he nonetheless assured her that this was not a simulation. Seeing the uncertainty in her eyes, he leaned over, brought his face close to hers, and gently kissed her on the lips. It was brief, but it made her believe him because no WICKED simulation could create such a sweet moment.

- Her episodes occurred almost every day, and every day Gally was by her side to calm her down.

- One day, Gally let her know that he was heading into the city with the group, promising he would be back soon. However, she didn’t expect him to return with guests. She burst into tears of joy when she saw the Gladers in front of her. Frypan immediately rushed toward her, hugging her tightly. Next came Brenda and Jorge, and finally Newt and Thomas. But for her, it was all too perfect; her mind began to play tricks on her again. Gally noticed her change in behavior out of the corner of his eye, but surrounded by friends, he didn’t have time to react. Mari had already grabbed a knife from Newt’s pocket, holding it out toward her neck while trembling. The boys, terrified by the situation, stepped back from her, calling out questions about what was happening. Experienced in these situations, Gally grabbed her hand, squeezing it enough to make her drop the knife but not to hurt her. With his other hand, he held her face and kissed her aggressively. As the girl came to her senses, tears streamed down her face as she repeatedly muttered, 'I’m sorry' under her breath. Gally took her to their shared room and laid her down to sleep. He then returned to the confused group and explained what she had been enduring for the past few months.

- During the plan to rescue Minho, Mari was constantly with Brenda and Frypan. Gally was worried about her; he didn’t want to be away from her, but she promised that everything would be fine and that nothing would happen to her while she was with the former cook.

- The plan succeeded; Minho and the other kids were rescued (AND NEWT SURVIVED).

Safe heaven:

- In the safe haven, she slept in a hammock next to Gally's bed, until the former builder constructed their own little hut on the edge of the beach.

- Occasional episodes still occurred, but Gally was always there to calm her until they finally stopped.

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emarttt · 1 year ago

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I’m not a violent dog…

I don’t know why I bite…

I’ve seen this audio on TikTok multiple times and I couldn’t help thinking about how it resonated with Gally’s character. This is from a deleted scene I think they should have kept in the last movie soooo bad because it shows how much Gally feels guilty about what happened in the first movie. He was a teenager, he couldn’t control anything and everybody hated him for it. That’s why I’ve loved him since day one, he’s the guy who’s not understood.

I really am proud of how those scenes turned out and I know I’m more into realism, but I love it anyway, hope you’ll feel the same way about my drawings !

(Lmao Minho in this scene just looking at the cup thinking : wtf is that?)

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m30wk1ttycat · 7 months ago

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i love you

pairing: brenda x fem!reader

tw: none, just brenda being drunk :3

summary: car ride with brenda, jorge, and the others.

i wanted to post this earlier, but i lowk forgot. SORRY.

you and the others went looking for brenda and thomas. every single person there was stumbling, struggling to even stand on their two feet without having to hold onto something.

and, apparently, brenda wasn't much different.

"y/n!" she hummed, lazily wrapping an arm around you in a side hug. you weren't sure if she was doing it to support her weight or if this was her new way of greeting you, but you guessed it was the former.

"hey, bren." you gave her a smile, as if that would hide the worry you felt when you couldn't find the brunet. "where's thomas?"

she pointed towards a boy in the crowd of people, already being held up by newt and minho who had managed to find him.

"great," you huffed. now you had to find your way back.

⛧

after what felt like hours of watching jorge beat up the dude in the fancy suit -- who turned out to be marcus -- you were finally on the way to the right arm. jorge was driving, of course, and the rest of you were sitting in the back, chatting.

brenda was playing with your rings, twisting and spinning them, still in some sort of a daze. you could barely manage to get a non-slurred word out of her, so, instead, you let her toy with your hands in silence while you talked to the others, trying to get to know them. if you were gonna be stuck together in this cramped car -- that was called 'bertha' for some very odd reason -- why not at least try to learn more about them?

"ew," you said in response when minho mentioned the stew incident. apparently, some chicken had gone bad, and frypan didn't notice it. the poor gladers ate stew with spoiled chicken meat, and ended up suffering with food poisoning. now that? that sounded disgusting.

"i know, and the sloppers had to clean to clean the toilets," minho continued, newt beside him looking like he was having war flashbacks. almost as if he was the one who had to clean those toilets -- which he didn't, since he was the second-in-command, and a gardener. but damn, that sounded like a nightmare, and judging by the blond's face, it was, indeed, a nightmare.

"i feel bad for them," you chuckled.

meanwhile, brenda was looking at your hands, shifting them and angling them so she could look at the rings. in her defense, those rings looked really fucking cool.

you felt her intertwine her fingers with yours, and she shifted in your lap, holding your joined hands to her chest. you wanted to ask her if she was okay, but clearly, she wasn't. whatever it was that she was offered at the 'party', she looked very much out of it.

"i love you," she all but whispered, looking up at you for a second. then, she turned away, mumbling, "you're a nice girl, i don't tell you that enough."

barely focusing on her words, you didn't think much of her half-murmur until your brain finally registered what she said. you felt your cheeks warm up at the new information. your best friend loved you? she was drunk, though, so she probably didn't mean it.

but what if she did?

what was that one saying? drunk words, sober thoughts?

nah, you were overthinking it. she's drunk. or maybe high, you weren't even sure what the hell she took at that party.

gulping, you looked down at her.

"love you too, bren," you said after you calmed down.

this was.. unexpected. but a nice sort of unexpected.

now you just had to pray that jorge didn't hear your exchange of 'i love yous' or he'd probably shoot you dead.

#the maze runner #tmr #maze runner #brenda the maze runner #brenda tmr #the death cure #the maze runner brenda #brenda x reader #brenda x y/n #tmr brenda x reader

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eternalslover · 2 years ago

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Gally <33

Hi, how are you? You're work is simply amazing and I was wondering if you could to the maze runner characters and how they show their affection to reader.

So I wrote this as their love languages, based on the five love languages. I can rewrite this if you wanted it to be something different. I hope you enjoy it!

Alby

Quality Time and Physical Touch

Silently sitting next to each other and just enjoying each other’s presence, while Alby holds your hand or places his hand on your knee.

Aris

Gifts and Words of Affirmation

“Hey, look at this cool rock I found!”

“Oh, wow, you look stunning today... I could just look at you forever.”

Ben

Physical Touch and Words of Affirmation

Running up behind you to lift and spin you as he hugs you, giving you a kiss and then whispering, “How’s my favorite person in the whole world doing?”

Brenda

Gifts

“You said you wanted a better gun so I stole this for you.”

“Found this bracelet while scavenging and thought it would look great on you, but you don’t have to keep it if you don’t want to.”

Clint

Acts of Service

“I could get that for you if you want?”

“Oh, no, let me do it, Y/n, you just sit down. I got this.”

Frypan

Acts of Service and Words of Affirmation

“Guess who made you your favorite food for dinner tonight… and speaking of delicious meals, you got any plans for dessert?”

Gally

Acts of Service and Quality Time

“I built you a house. No, I’m being serious, I built you a house. It was either that or a rocking chair.”

Having you sit nearby while he works, just to have you near him or so he can listen to you tell him about your day. He’s also the kind of guy who would try whatever you like doing to see if he likes it too.

Harriet

Gifts and Acts of Service

“I know this is my shirt technically but it fits you too and you’d look way hotter in it so please just take it and stop arguing.”

Absent-mindedly begins giving you a foot/leg/back massage. Also, she knows what you want before you do so she will get up and get it and then bring it back all before you realize you want it.

Jeff

Words of Affirmation and Gifts

“I love that shirt on you, you look so good!” or “Did you do something with your hair today, it looks even better than usual!”

“I found this feather on the ground and it seemed like something you would like, so I saved it for you!”

Minho

Words of Affirmation

“Damn, sweets, you’re looking good enough to eat.”

“I just fucking love you so much, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, you know that?” : Probably said in between small nose kisses.

Newt

Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch

“I love you, so much.” : Whispered while cuddling together in bed, pretending it isn’t morning and you guys don’t have responsibilities to get to.

Even after the smallest accomplishment: “Wow, that is so impressive. I am so proud of you, dearest.”

Teresa

Quality Time

Spending time explaining to you something sciency she’s working on. Having you lay in her lap while she reads to you and plays with your hair. Asking you to braid her hair before work in the morning. Bringing dinner back to your rooms so you can eat in peace, just the two of you.

Thomas

Physical Touch and Acts of Service

Constantly holding your hand, placing a hand on your shoulder or knee or waist, always up for hugs and cuddles and kisses even when the time isn’t the most opportune.

“I would literally do something so dumb it almost kills me, just for you :)”

Sonya

Words of Affirmation

“Wow… you just look ethereal today, honey.”

After grabbing her something she needed, “You’re an angel.” along with a kiss on the cheek.

Smiling at you as you sit in her lap, or while you guys lay on your bed face to face, and whispering “I’m just so lucky to have you.”

Winston

Gifts and Words of Affirmation

A gift from Winston could be anything from something he made to something he found to giving you something he owned that he noticed you liked. It could also be something subtle like you borrowed his hoody and he noticed you really liked it so he never asked for it back.

“How’s my handsome boy/beautiful girl/favorite person in the whole world doing?” or “Wow, you did that? That’s amazing, I could never do that!”

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catoslvt · 1 year ago

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Gally (TMR) x Reader

Death cure based with major spoilers.

You and gally were together back in the maze. It's been 3 years since he "died"

This is very long, but there is smut at the end 😜

As I stare at the masked man, I can't help but recognise him, well obviously not his face because he's wearing a gas mask, but I recognise his posture, his body language, just generally the vibes he's giving off, and it reminds me all too much of Gally.

But that's impossible, Gally died, I watched him die. I let him die.

As the van we were forced into goes over a small bump, it annoys me only more.

"Sit there all mysterious then." I grumble as I cross my arms and glare at the three of them.

"Are you guys just gonna sit there all mysterious, or are you gonna take those stupid masks off?" I spit at the three masked men, mainly aiming it at the one that resembles Gally, and Thomas and Brenda turn to me and let out small laughs whilst the masked men stay silent and continue to stare at the three off us.

Once we were let go from the vans, Jorge stumbles out of one of them, pinning down one of the masked men and hitting him across the face repeatedly.

"Where is she!?" He screams as I walk around him to reach newt, I know it's bad to have a favourite best friend, but Newt and Brenda are most definitely mine. He was there for me whilst I coped with Gallys death, and he never scolded me for grieving an "asshole" but gally wasn't an asshole, he was just misunderstood, I understood him though, and he understood me.

"Who are you?" Thomas asks as I wrap newts arm around mine and drag him to stand beside Thomas.

"Don't worry, we're all on the same side." The man says, and although his voice is muffled, it sounds like Gallys voice.

"What do you mean, all on the same side? Who are you?" Thomas quizzes, and suddenly the man takes his mask off, and my jaw drops.

"Hey, greenie." Gally says with a small smile, and my knees feel weak as I go to stumble backwards, but Newt quickly catches me, and in the few moments my eyes leave gally, Thomas has him on the floor hitting him.

"Frypan, hold y/n." Newt says, and frypan quickly holds my arm as Brenda clears her throat.

"I'm so confused. Who is he?" Brenda asks frypan and he shakes his head.

"My boyfriend." I gasp, and Brenda turns her head to stare at me, and I just shrug.

"An old friend from our maze." He tells her and I shake my head.

Once Newt has dragged Thomas off gally, I stare at him and he smiles at me.

"Hi y/n." He laughs, and I push frypan off of me and run to gally, pulling him in a tight hug as the tears begin to stream from my eyes.

"I thought you were dead." I cry as my arms tighten around his neck as his arms slowly make their way around my waist, and I just take a deep breath, taking in his new all too familiar but also unfamiliar scent.

"Without saying goodbye to you? Never." He whispers, and I just laugh before I remove my arms from his neck and cup his face with my hands.

"Holy shit it's actually you." I gasp as I stare at his face, it's been three years since I last saw gally, and as much as he's changed physically by shaving his hair, putting on more muscles, growing taller and well obviously aging, he's still the boy I met all those years ago in the glade.

"It's you too." He laughs before I roll my eyes and kiss him, and he kisses back before Brenda claps, and I awkwardly pull away from gally and stand beside him, facing my friends as Brenda smiles and shoots me a small thumbs up, she's heard every single detail about Gally and I, she heard every detail about gally himself probably over a thousand times, to the point where she said it feels as if she knows him personally.

"Why are you guys here anyway? Wckd is after you lot, like majorly." Gally asks as he looks at Thomas with his eyebrows raised slightly.

"We need to get into Wckd. They have Minho." Thomas answers and gally lets out a small laugh.

"Do you know how dangerous that is?" Gally asks and Thomas furrows his eyebrows.

"Look gally, can you help us or not? We need to get back to our camp soon, and if you're not helping us, then we're leaving." Thomas states, and I grab gallys hand and glare at Thomas, in a way that says,'I'm not leaving him.' And Thomas rolls his eyes slightly, but I just shrug him off as I turn my head to stare at gally with a smile and all the feelings come flooding back, all the feelings from when I was just a silly girl who didn't know anything, now I'm still a silly girl who knows quite alot after everything I've been through.

"Fine." Gally says as he grabs my hand and drags me deeper into wherever we are, Thomas and everyone else following us.

"After the maze, I got picked up by a group headed to the city." Gally tells us, as he's now at the front of the group, and I'm now walking with Brenda, still smiling at the fact my boyfriend is alive..

"They realised I was immune, patched me up, then brought me here. Lawrence. This group has been at war with Wckd ever since they took control over the city, but wckd couldn't hide behind those walls forever." He continued and I stare at him, Thomas or newts head ocasionally getting in the way but I don't care, even just being in his presence is enough to keep me smiling.

"The days gonna come, and they're gonna pay for what they've done." He finishes before he turns around to stare at the group.

"Listen. He doesn't get a lot of visitors, so let me do the talking, alright?" Gally asks, and we all nod.

"And try not to stare." He then adds which makes me scrunch my nose in confusion but we all follow him into the room anyways.

The room is a beautiful room filled with all types of flowers.

"Gally, glad to see you made it back. Jester told me what happened." The man exclaims as gally sets his gun down and walks towards the man.

"It was a slaughter. There was nothing we could do against those guns." Gally tells him as his hands reach up and sit on his vest, his fingers sliding underneath.

"No, but they can only poke a hornet nest for so long before they get stung." The man whispers as he raises a red rose to his nose and smells it, as Brenda, Newt and I all shoot each other a small 'what the fuck?' Look.

"Who are these people? Why are they here." The man asks, or more demands.

"we need to get into Wckd." Thomas says as he steps forward, ruining gallys full 'let me do the talking' rule, which makes me glare at him slightly.

Don't get me wrong, I love Thomas, but he thinks he's the leader of the group. All he thinks about is Teresa, really, Brenda is so clearly head over heels for him, but all he talks about is Teresa.

"Gally said you could get us through the walls." Thomas then adds and Gally just stares at him, clearly slightly annoyed.

"Gally should know better than to keep promises he can't keep." The man says, and I let out a small laugh, but I quickly stop myself before anyone turns to look at me.

"Besides, that wall is only half your problem." The man continues as he grabs the rack that is pumping something into him as he begins to walk to us.

"Getting inside wckd is impossible." He finishes and gally shakes his head.

"There might be a way now, but it doesn't work without Thomas." Gally announces.

"Is that so? You know what I am, Thomas? I am a businessman." The man says, leaning close into Thomas' face to whisper those last words

"Which means that I don't take unnecessary risks, why should I trust you?" The man asks and Thomas just stares at him.

"Because I can help you. You see if you can get me through those walls I can get you what you want." Thomas says and I turn to Brenda confused but she just shrugs her shoulders.

"So what is it that you think I need?" The man quizzes.

"Time, every last drop." Thomas states and the man turns his head to the side almost as if he's laughing.

"Is that something we both need?" The man sneers, and Thomas just continues to stare at him, almost as if he's staring through him.

"Wckd is something we both want." Thomas tells him, and he man just nods.

"I'll tell you what, two can go for now, the rest stay down here with me. Just a little insurance to make sure you'll find your way back." He tells Thomas and everyone in the group look at each other and shrug.

"Do we have a deal?" The man asks Thomas as he extends his hand for Thomas to shake, which he does, and he man just smirks.

"Gally show them the way." The man then says before gally quickly shoos us all out of the room and shows us the entrance to Wckd, which is a literal sewer drain,and I stare at gally with a smile as he lowers a ladder down into the drain, I quickly crouch on the floor next to him as he drops to the floor ready to climb down.

"Gally, take care of these two." Frypan says and gally just nods.

"Yeah." He says before he looks at me.

"Stay safe, don't get lost or hurt." I warn him and he smiles.

"Cmon y/n, you know me." He says before he kisses me and begins to descend down the ladder, and I smile and watch him go down, smiling to hide the nerves.

As one of the now non masked men lead Brenda and I into a room, he stands at the door with his arms crossed.

"This is where you'll be sleeping whilst you stay here." He says before he slams the door and leaves, and Brenda throws herself onto one of the single beds, me copying her actions.

"I can't believe I finally got to meet Gally." She says with a small laugh.

"You can't believe it!? I thought he was dead! I watched him die." I tell her with an even larger laugh and she just nods.

"You must really love him if when you saw him, you still knew the love for him was there." Brenda tells me and I just smile.

"The love for him never left, I had plenty of opportunities to find someone else, like when I was captured by Wckd there was a few boys who showed interest in me but I couldn't stop thinking about gally, in the glade I thought i loved him, but when I lost him that's when I realised I did love him." I quietly say, and she just stares at me, but then shakes her head.

"But, you thought he was dead, so why didn't you move on?" She quizzes and I shrug.

"I asked myself that almost every day, but a part of me knew he wasn't dead no matter how bizarre it sounded to say out loud." I tell her and she just smiles widely.

"I'm really happy you've got him back y/n, I could see how much you loved him when you spoke about him." She tells me with a genuine smile on her face.

"Even with him back, it doesn't mean I won't spend time with you. You're still my best friend, Brenda, you know that. You know i love you." I tell her, and she laughs.

"I love you too, not as much as I love Thomas, though." She says and I just laugh

As we sit around the table with paper spread all over it, Thomas shakes his head.

"Nope, there's got to be another way in." He says and gally laughs.

"But how? You've seen the building, she is our only way in." Gally states as I stare at him.

"You really think she's gonna help us?" Thomas asks but my gaze then falls on newt who looks as anxious as ever as he plays with his fingers.

"I don't plan on asking for her permission." Gally laughs and Brenda clears her throat.

"Am I missing something? This is the same girl who betrayed us, correct? Same dick?" She scoffs and gally looks at her with a smile.

"I like her." He tells us as he points at Brenda before he looks at me and smiles.

"What's going on?" Brenda quizzes as she looks at Thomas, and I can see the anger growing on newts face, somethings wrong with him, I can tell.

"What are you afraid that your little girlfriends gonna get hurt? Hmm?" Newt growls as he stares at Thomas through knitted eyebrows.

"This has obviously never just been about rescuing minho." He continues and I nod my head.

"Exactly." I agree, but nobody listens apart from gally who just chuckles.

"Who are you talking about?" Thomas asks as he approaches newt, who quickly slides off his chair so him and Thomas are both at eyelevel with each other.

"Teresa." He spits as if her name was poison.

"I mean, she's the reason Minhos even missing in the first place, and now we finally have the opportunity to get him back, and you don't want you because of her?" Newt asks as he's walking directly into Thomas, so Thomas has been pressed against the wall. If a deaf person was watching this play out, they'd definitely think that something else was going on here.

"Because keep down inside of you. Do you still care about her? Just admit it." Newt grumbles.

"Newt, no." Thomas answers and Newt grabs both of Thomas' shoulders and pins him tight against the wall.

"Don't lie to me!" He screams.

"Don't lie to me." He then spits and Brenda and I slap a hand over our mouths in usion, each for different reasons.

She did it out of shock, I'm doing it because I'm trying not to laugh.

Newt quickly steps back and shakes his head.

"Sorry." He mumbles.

"Sorry." He then says as he turns to face us all, and I remove my hand from my mouth and stand up from my chair and quickly approach him.

"Are you alright?" I ask and he just stares at me before he walks out, and I turn to everyone in the room, mainly pointing at Thomas though.

"I'm gonna go speak to him, I'll be back in a minute, alright?" I say to the group and everyone nods before I follow newt, quickly realising he's heading for the roof, and as I follow him I watch as he sits down and dangles his leg off of the building, clutching his right hand with his left.

"Newt, what's wrong?" I ask as I slowly sit next to him, my words coming out gentle, as I don't want to startle him. He says nothing and instead pulls up his right sleeve, revealing black veins, which you only get if you have the flare.

"I should've told you sooner." He mumbles, and as I stare at his veins, I feel tears brimming my eyes, but I quickly blink them away as i smile at him, trying to act fine even though inside I was breaking.

"No, no, newt, it's okay." I say as I grab his left hand in mine and give it a gentle squeeze.

"I'm happy you told me now." I say and he just nods at me.

"We're gonna get you the cure, okay? You're gonna be alright." I whisper, and he sadly smiles as he blinks away his own tears.

"Can you get Thomas, please?" He asks, and I nod but pull him into a tight hug.

"I really love you newt, you're my best friend, keep fighting for me, I'll get you better." I say as I stand up and run downstairs back to where everyone is and tell Thomas that newt wants him, and once Thomas is far enough away, I burst down into tears, nobody knowing why until I tell them.

"He'll be fine y/n, you know newt. He's a fighter." Gally says as he pulls me into a tight hug, his hand on top of my head as he gently plays with my hair.

"We're gonna get him the cure when we get into Wckd." Brenda calls before her, frypan and jorge all join in on the hug, which makes me let out a sad laugh as I hold onto them all.

Once I've calmed down, gally just grabs my face and stares at me, like I did when I first saw him again.

"I've missed your stupid face." He says with a large smile, and I just glare at him.

"I miss your hair." I cry as I stand on my tip-toes to feel at his now bald head which makes him scoff.

"It'll grow back." He remarks, and I sigh as I then burst out laughing.

"Actually, I think I prefer this hair." I state before Gally pulls me into a kiss, making frypan gag.

"Can you guys make out somewhere else!?" He screams before Thomas quickly runs in.

"I'm going into Wckd, gally you need to come with me, were getting Teresa." He states, and just like that, gallys gone.

Only an hour later, we all stand in front of Teresa, gally Ripping the bag off of her head as we all glare at her.

"gally?" She gasps but gally quickly quiets her by talking.

"Here's how this is gonna go. We're gonna ask you some questions, and you're gonna tell us exactly what we need to know. Well, start off simple. Where's minho?" Gally asks as he grabs a chair and slams it backwards in front of Teresa so that the back of the chair is facing her as he harshly sits down on it and throws his arms over the backrest.

"You guys seriously don't think -" She says as her eyes fall past gally and onto Thomas, which makes gally laugh.

"Don't look at him? Why are you looking at him? Look at me. He's not gonna help you. We know you have minho in the building. Where?" Gally demands, and I let out a quiet gasp as my knees feel weak when I hear how demanding gally now is.

"he's with the others we're holding. At level three." Teresa answers.

"How many are there?" Newt asks, and Teresa gulps.

"twenty eight." She tells us, and we all turn around to Brenda as she plays with cards.

"I can make that work." She tells us happily with a smile.

"No, no, you guys don't understand the whole level is restricted. You can't get in without a thumbprint ID." Teresa states, and Thomas stares at her.

"That's why you're gonna come with us." Thomas tells her, and I stand up from where I'm sitting and grab the scalpel that's on the table and begin walking towards Teresa.

"Well, I don't know. You don't necessarily need her, right? Not all of her. We just need her finger." I sneer, an evil smile growing on my face as I almost pass gally, but he holds an arm out, so I bump into it, him signalling I'm taking it too far.

"y/n back off." Thomas warns from behind me, and I turn to him and glare.

"What are you squeamish? I guarantee you she's done much worse to minho." I question, and he points a threatening finger at me.

"Not the plan back off." He warns yet again, and I groan and give gallys shoulder a comforting squeeze before I walk back to the table and hand Thomas the scalpel.

"it won't make a difference. Do whatever you want to me. You still won't get through the front door. The sensors will pick you up." Teresa says, now clearly panicking after the scalpel comments I made.

"we know. We're tagged, property of wckd. You're gonna help us with that, too." Thomas says as he holds up the scalpel.

As I sit on the chair in front of Teresa as she pulls my shirt down at the back of my neck, her fingers carefully graze my skin.

"Try to relax. This is gonna sting." She says slowly before gally walks over and gives me a warm smile before crouching on the floor in front of me.

"I don't want to see you flinch. You're my tough girl y/n remember." He says with a smile, and I nod, I remember.

As I run out of the maze, tears pouring from my eyes as I grab tightly onto minhos shoulder, trying my hardest to make it as far away from the maze doors as I can before I collapse, when i was running back from in the maze my leg got caught in one of the walls as it begun to move, i pulled it out but my ankle got caught and the wall got caught in it, making my ankle make the most deafening crunch noise you'll ever hear, and my scream got minhos attention as he spirited back and pulled my ankle free of the wall, and when I try to put my ankle on the floor I can't do it, so this is how minho has ended up carrying me back to the glade.

"HELP! Someone get Clint and Jeff!" Minho screams as he sets me on the floor, out of breath from running whilst practically carrying me.

Gally must've heard minhos cries for help, because he sprints over and falls to the floor next to me and when he looks at my ankle he gasps, and he's not even a medjack so it must be bad.

"Y/n, y/n, don't cry. You're my tough girl I don't want to see you cry." Gally warns as he presses a kiss to my head.

I'm snapped out of my memory with Teresa handing me a tissue.

"That's you done." She says, and I nod and get off the chair, allowing gally to climb on it as I sit on the floor like he done with me as I use one of my hands to dab the blood off of my neck using the tissue.

"How are you alive, gally? We watched you die." Teresa asks as she focuses on cutting his neck.

"I wish I knew." Gally says flatly as he reaches out one of his hands to cup my chin, lifting my face only slightly so he can stare at me, which causes me to smile and blush.

"I'm happy you two have each other again." She then adds and I laugh.

"We never lost each other." I say and gally begins to smile again.

When we all get ready for our plan, I smile at everyone.

"We're gonna kick Wckds ass." I exclaim as I do a small happy jump which causes frypan to laugh.

"Y/n, I've never seen you so happy to basically go on a death wish mission." He tells me with a smile and I shake my head.

"Nono, they're going on the deathwish mission, brenda and I are being the drivers." I say as I motion to Gally, newt, and Thomas with a smile.

As Brenda and I sneak our way into the carpark and climb on a bus, I stare around looking for any Wckd workers, but as of right now there's none so I smile slightly.

"Why did we agree to this?" I ask with a small laugh, and Brenda gives me the 'you know why' look and I just stare at her confused, I really don't know why.

"I just thought that if Thomas saw me doing something this brave, then he might actually like me." She sighs and I gasp.

"Thomas should like you anyway! You don't need to risk your life to be good enough for some boy." I state, and she shoots me a thankful smile.

"I wish that was true." She whispers and I shake my head.

"Brenda, you're already the bravest girl I know, you survived the fucking flare for god sake! That's braver than this." I tell her as I grab her shoulders and shake her.

"You're braver than me." She argues, and I shake my head yet again.

"It's not a competition, Brenda. If Thomas doesn't like you for you, then he's not worth it." I say as I give her shoulder a tight squeeze and she then smiles widely at me.

Minutes later, gallys voice rings through the walkie-talkie, asking where we are, and instantly, as he turns the corner, he almost runs face first into our bus, which causes me to laugh.

"Come on let's go!" I exclaim as Brenda opens the doors and the kids begin running in.

As I run to the other door and open it, I stare at gally confused.

"Where's Thomas?" I quiz and he stares at me confused.

"I was hoping he was with you." Gally says and I quickly step out of the bus, but gally grabs me and pushes me back in.

"No y/n, stay with the kids, wait here. I'll find him." He promises, and I just stare at gally, but quickly pull him into a kiss, which makes a few of the kids giggle before I break the kiss.

"Just wait for us, okay." Gally says as he pulls his mask down and then runs off.

I quickly climb on the bus as panic fills my stomach, I can't help but to think that something is gonna go wrong.

"Everyone, alright?" I ask as I turn to all the kids in the bus who just stare at me but all nod.

"I'm y/n, my friend who'll drive the bus is Brenda, were not a part of wckd and were here to take you somewhere safe, alright?" I ask, and all the kids cheer before Brenda gasps.

"Get down!" She exclaims, and I drop to the floor, all of the kids ducking in their seats.

"Stay quiet." She whispers, and i crawl next to her and watch carefully as armed guards approach the bus.

"Sorry, Thomas." I hear her say before she quickly jumps in her seat, me coping her because I know she's about to drive and i don't want to fly to the back of the bus.

As the bus starts, she screams to everyone to hold on as she begins to drive, bursting through barricades as she navigates the city seats, Wckd cars now driving behind us.

"We're fucked!" I yell as I let out large fits of laughter whilst all the kids behind us scream extremely loud.

"You'll all be alright! Just hang on!" I scream to them as Brenda continues to swerve and drive around.

"Jorge is a shit driving instructor." I tell her through large laughs.

"Oh yeah? Didn't he teach you how to drive too!?" She asks, and I just nod.

But whilst we're driving, Wckd cars behind flying at us from all angles and Brenda swerves the car, and now I'm panicking aswell as the kids, but we come to a stop on the middle of the road, and Brenda exits rhe car whilst I stay with the kids.

"We're gonna be alright guys, this is our plan." I tell them all, and they just let out worried cries and whimpers.

Our plan is set in motion once Brenda let's off her flare and connects the rod to our bus and screams to everyone to hold onto something, seconds before the bus is lifted into the air, dangling by the front as we crash into buildings and spin around.

But my laughing comes to a hault when I realise that the rod is slowly but surely Ripping the bumper off of the bus, meaning we're going to fall.

As we all begin screaming and crying, frypan quickly drops us, which sends us hurdling to the ground, but we don't actually fit the ground until the rod fully rips the bumper off of the bus, and the bus lands on the backdoors, until it tips forward and Brenda and I quickly motion for all of the kids to climb out and follow us, but first we had to wait on frypan.

Once we run back to Lawrence's lair thing, we run around trying to find everyone, but nobody is there.

"Where is everyone?" Frypan quizzes before him and Brenda take off in a sprint, leaving me with all the kids, I love taking care of kids, I think kids are funny.

"Is everyone alright?" I ask as I turn to stare at them, and they all nod.

"Thank you for saving us." The youngest boy of them all says, and I stare at him and smile. He reminds me of Chuck.

"Nobody deserves to go through what they put you through." I tell him with a large smile as I crouch down to his size, and he laughs and hugs me, which almost makes me cry as I hug back.

As we pull the kids into the main part, Thomas begins to talk through the walkie-talkie, but she's too far for any of us to hear, so I divert my attention to the kids again.

"Our safe space, is gonna be perfect. Much better than anything Wckd had." I promise as I look at all of them.

"Really?" A girl asks and I nod.

"Mhm, so much better, and you guys can help with building it. You can design your own rooms and pick who you want to share a room with. It's completely up to you." I say, and they all clap and cheer, clearly excited for this promised safe haven I'm talking about, and I hope it'll be as good as I'm making it sound.

"Will you be sharing a room with that boy you were kissing?" A different girl asks with a small 'oooo' rising from all of the other kids.

"Maybe, if he doesn't annoy me." I tell them and they all laugh.

"I used to share a room with him, well more of a hammock, and he always used to steal the blanket from me during the night so I'd wake up freezing." I groan and all the kids continue to laugh.

"Did you get them back!?" One gasps and I nod.

"I pushed him out of the hammock and took all of the blanket for myself." I answer.

Suddenly, I hear an aircraft outside and I run to check it out with Brenda and Frypan, and I realise Jorge has brought our ride, and all the kids quickly run out after us running inside, where we see Vince, and once we've flown near the tunnel we fall back down to the ground waiting for everyone to come, but they don't. So we all run out of the aircraft to see the Wckd city getting burned down.

"We can't stay here Brenda." Jorge states as he turns to her.

"Don't worry, they'll be here." She argues as she shakes her head.

Only seconds later, I hear Teresa's voice ring through the speakers, and I'm practically sick hearing her talk. Even though she helped us get into wckd, I hate her, I don't even listen to what she has to say. I just block her out.

As we get back into the aircraft I play around with the vial of the cure around with my hands, being careful not to drop it, when minho and gally run at the aircraft.

"Where's the serum!?" Minho yells, and I hold it up in my hands, and I instantly know what I have to do, I instantly begin running through the Wckd city, missing bullets only merely and jumping through fire as tears stream down my face, I need to get this back to newt, even if it kills me in the process.

As I twist and turn through alleys and different streets being so close to them, my ankle begins to hurt, as in the ankle I hurt four years ago by now, but I push through it, only to turn the corner and see newt, dead on the floor, Thomas crouched over him.

"No!" I scream as the tears begin to pour harder as I sprint to newts side, dropping to my knees on the floor as I cup newts face with one hand and shake his shoulder with the other.

Thomas says nothing as he stands up and walks away, giving me time to give newt the serum, but it doesn't work. He doesn't wake up and laugh, he doesn't even blink.

"Newt no, please. Please!" I scream as frypan, gally, minho and Brenda surround us.

"Y/n, he's gone." Brenda says from behind me, and I shake my head.

"No please! He's not gone the serum just hasn't kicked in yet." I cry as I continue to shake him.

"Newt, it's me y/n. Please wake up, please." I beg, although it's obvious he's dead, but it was also obvious gally was dead, so why can't newt come back too.

"Y/n, come on we need to go." Minho says through his own tears.

"No, I can't leave him here. What if he wakes up!?" I exclaim, my sadness now turning into anger towards everyone.

"You know he won't y/n, he's dead." Brenda says from behind me.

"He's not fucking dead!" I scream as I continue to shake him, my tears blinding me as everything continues to go blurry, as I feel my body being hoisted up off of the floor.

"Y/N, if we don't go, we're going to be burned alive." Gally says sternly as he throws me over his shoulder.

"Gally, please, no! I can't just leave him here!" I scream as I begin to thresh against gallys hold, but he's too strong.

"Y/n, it's okay." Brenda coos and I shake my head.

"No! You're all sick. You're leaving him here to be killed!" I scream, but I feel someone hit me over the head with something and everything goes black.

When I open my eyes, the room is so painfully bright that I let out a small groan as I shield my eyes from the light as I sit up and take in my surroundings.

"Y/n?" I hear Brenda say from beside me as she begins to stir from a sleep. And I turn my head to the side and see her sitting up and rubbing her eyes, and I realise I'm in a hospital room.

"Where am I?" I ask and she smiles and reaches out to grab my hand.

"We're in the safe haven y/n." She tells me with a large smile, and I just nod before she quickly stands up.

"I should go tell gally you're awake." She says before she runs out, leaving me questioning why my stomach is all bandaged.

When gally walks in, his eyes light up when he sees me.

"Y/n, are you alright?" He gasps as he quickly runs and sits on the edge of the hospital bed, pulling me into a hug whilst being careful of my stomach.

"What happened to my stomach?" I ask as I hug back.

"When you were running to give newt the serum, you got shot. We all noticed, but somehow, you didn't. Your adrenaline was too high. So when you were screaming over newt, making your heart race, it was pumping more blood out, but you still didn't realise." He tells me and I just stare at him and nod.

"I didn't want to knock you out, but I had to. Otherwise, you would've died due to blood loss, im sorry." He frantically tells me, and I sit up and rest my head on his shoulders.

"You saved me gally." I whisper before I gasp, which hurts my stomach, but I shake it off.

"So we're at the safe haven now?!" I exclaim and gally nods as he stands up.

"You want to see hm?" He quizzes before he takes my hand and carefully stands me up before he shows me around the safe haven, and I stop at the rocks with everyone's names carved into it, my heart stopping when I see Newts name, but my eyebrows raise in shock when I see Teresa's name.

"Teresa died?" I ask as I turn to gally.

"Saving Thomas, actually." Gally says as he slings an arm around my shoulder.

"Well shit." I whisper as I begin to feel bad for all of the grief I gave her after she betrayed us, all for her to die saving Thomas.

Suddenly, my eyes fell on minho, and I realised I totally forgot we saved him, so I ran at him full speed, throwing my arms over him in probably one of the tightest hugs ever.

"Careful there." He says as he hugs me back, also being careful of my stomach.

"It's good to see you again." He then tells me with a laugh and I just nod.

As we all sit around the bonfire, all of us, Vince begins to speak.

"We've come along way together. So many people sacrificed so much to make this place possible." He begins.

"Your friends." He continues, and our group all look at each other and smile, all of us nodding in agreement.

"Your family." He adds, and Brenda looks at me, as I turn to face her from infront of her, gally and I sitting infront of her, minho and Thomas and she grabs my hand, and she mouths 'my sister' which brings a few tears to my eyes.

"So here's to the ones that couldn't be here." Vince continues as he raises his glass, and tears begin to spill when I think of newt.

"Here's to the friends we lost." Vince says as I raise my glass high, everyone doing the same.

"This place is for you. it's for all of us." He continues and gally looks at me, and when he realises I'm crying, he wraps an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him.

"But this, this is for them." Vince says as he points at the rocks with everyone's names on them.

"Welcome to the safe haven!" Vince then screams and we all clap and cheer, and from the corner of my eye I see Brenda and Thomas kissing, which makes me snap my head to them, letting out a large 'What!?' Which makes everyone around us laugh, before I taste whatever in my cup, and I let out a massive gasp which takes all the oxygen out of my lungs.

"It's your drink!" I scream to gally, and he nods before pulling me into a deep, meaningful kiss.

"It sure is." He says with a small smile before we go down to the front with Vince and start the massive bonfire, where we all talk and laugh all night, but gally is way more touchy, infact he's toucher than ever tonight.

"You know, we have our own room now, no more sharing a hammock in front of everyone." Gally says once the bonfire has died down and there's hardly any people around us.

"Wait, really?" I ask happily, and he nods.

"Yeah, would you like to see?" He quizzes, and I nod.

"Are you sure you won't mind leaving the bonfire?" He asks and I just shrug.

"Hardly anyone here now anyway." I say, and he grabs my hand and leads me to our room, which I just gawk at.

"Holy shit it's so nice!" I exclaim as I jump on the bed, only paining my stomach a little bit as I smile, and gally copies me, but he grabs my waist and pulls me on top of him, pressing small kisses to my lips.

"Gally." I say with laughs in between kisses, yes sure gally and I have made out before, but this is different, I can tell it is.

And I'm really not complaining.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asks as he leans his head into the pillows to break the kisses.

"No." I state as I smile at him.

"Good." He tells me before he flips us around so he's on top of me, which makes me blush, and I slowly feel a pit in my stomach growing, and I feel myself becoming wet.

"God, you're so gorgeous." Gally mumbles before he presses lips against mine, this time not breaking it, and instead, he deepens it by pushing his tongue into my mouth, which causes me to let out a small moan.

I can't remember if I've ever done anything like this before the maze, but if i have, it'd be really weird seeing as I would've been like fourteen or fifteen.

Gally smiles into the kiss as his hand slides under my shirt and makes its way to my bra, where he gently gropes my tits through the fabric of the bra, which only makes my moans slightly louder.

"You like that, hm?" Gally quizzes with a small chuckle before his lips make their way to my neck, as he begins to suck and bite it gently.

"Oh my god, gally." I groan as I wrap one of my legs around his waist, trying to pull him closer, but he's clearly still being careful of my stomach.

When gally stops kissing my neck, he looks up at me as he takes his hands off of my tits as it makes its way down to the button of my jeans, and I quickly kick off the sliders I'm now wearing, god knows where my trainers are because I wasn't even wearing this outfit when I last remember being awake.

"I missed you so much, yknow, not a day went by that I didn't think of you." Gally tells me as he unbuttons my jeans and unzips them, my breath hitching when he begins to pull them down my legs, his eyes not leaving mine.

"I always thought of you every day. I knee you were alive." I say to him, and he smiles at me.

"Oh yeah? What did you think about?" He asks before he pulls down my pants and slowly presses a finger to my clit, gently rubbing circles on it.

"Oh god- I thought of us. What would've happened between us if you lived." I tell him, moaning after almost every word, I'm a full virgin, like I've not ever even touched myself, I mean, how could I? I've never been left alone.

"Oh? What would've happened if i made it out with you guys?" He teases as he raises one of his fingers to his own mouth and carefully sucks it, before he slowly slides it into me.

"I had always thought that we could've got married or some shit, no matter how fucked the world was." I tell him with a small laugh and he smiles as he slowly begins to slide his finger in and out of me, causing me to turn into a moaning mess.

"And what about this? Did you ever think about us doing this?" Gally teases as he adds another finger into me, causing me to throw my head back into the pillow.

"Yes, oh fuck yes." I cry as his fingers reach deeper into me and its true.

"When?" He asks with a small smirk.

"All the time at night in the glade, I used to think about us sneaking into the deadheads and just doing it there, and then the night where I first saw you again I wanted you there and then." I tell him.

"Awh." He coos before he kisses me, and I shake my head and break the kiss.

"Gally, I want you." I whine, and he smirks at me as he pulls his two fingers out of me and sliding them into his own mouth, still maintaining eyecontact with me as he removes his fingers from his mouth, and his hands begin to work on his belt, but I swat his hands away and begin to unbuckle his belt myself, and once his belts fully gone, I take off his jeans, and then his boxers, and I audibly gasp when I see his cock.

I always knew gally was big, we had changed infront of each other before and I always saw the outline of his cock against his boxers, but now that its there infront of me, I'm gobsmacked.

"If it hurts, or if you want me to stop, just tell me." Gally warns and I nod as I lean back into the pillows and spread my legs as gally positions himself ontop of me as he begins to position his cock directly with my enterance.

"Are you still sure you want to do this?" Gally asks, and I carefully grab his face and nod.

"I'm sure gally." I promise and he nods before he slowly begins to push his cock into me, and I bite down hard on my lip.

It hurts. Don't get me wrong. But it feels absolutely perfect. I squeeze my eyes shut once he's fully inside of me, and I let out small moans when he lets out a small grunt.

"Is this okay?" He asks, and I moan and nod as he begins to thrust in and out of me.

"Fuck, it feels perfect gally, faster please." I beg and I watch as he nods as he begins to thurst faster into me, reaching deeper each time which sends me into full bliss.

"Do you know how much I thought about this?" Gally groans as he continues to thrust into me, going at a pace that's comfortable for both of us, and it's absolutely perfect, I stare at gally with a smile as I continue to moan, my eyes not leaving him.

"My handsome boy." I quietly say to him, and he looks at me with lit up eyes.

"You think I'm handsome?" He asks, his thrusts getting slightly faster.

"I think you're the best-looking boy to ever exist, gally." I tell him truthfully, and he presses a hand next to my head on the pillow as he stares down into my eyes, he's sweating slightly now.

"I think you're the most beautiful girl. Nobody could compare to you." He states and I smile weakly, his words pushing me over the edge as I come undone, gally quickly groaning and pulling out just intime to cum on my stomach.

"I love you gally." I sigh as he presses his forehead against mine.

"I love you too. I'll love you forever." He promises with a weak kiss to my lips.

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justwearthegoddamncardigan · 1 year ago

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Hi how are you? I just finished the maze runner and I am in love with newt but sadly he died…I’m traumatized lmao and heart broken so I really wanna request newt x reader I have a plot in my mind like in the end you’re the only one with newt Thomas has gone with Minho and you have no choice but to cut your wrist to give him your blood you don’t know if it’s going to work or not and you passed out because of blood lost, And you kinda wake up at the end thinking newt has gone so you went to the nearby heal to cry alone then like someone puts a jacket on you, you turn around and he’s there (giving the night we met song vibe) like the first day you came up to the glade and you were scared and newt put his jacket over you like that

I’m not good at explaining but I hope you understand

I love your work and I have read all of your newt x reader works

thank you and have a great day!

HELLO this was requested months ago I'm so so sorry it took such a long time. I was so excited to write this idea when I read it in my inbox, thank you for requesting! Hope you enjoy :)

The night we met

Established Newt x gender neutral!reader

Set during tdc + flashback to tmr (movieverse)

Warnings: blood and injury, extremely fake medical procedures, language

The Gladers' laughter echoes into the sky, and you stand outside the circle of raucous celebration.

Despite the hot night air, you shiver at the sound of metallic screeches beyond the walls of the Maze; the walls of this trap.

You stand there, shaking slightly, until you feel something warm and soft being placed around your shoulders, and you turn and see him.

"You 'right there, Greenie?"

You remember Newt placing a gentle hand on your shoulder that night; your first night in the Glade, and offering quiet comforting words.

You remember the glow of firelight casting his hair into a halo, and that was the moment he became your guiding light, your beacon of warmth.

His hands are cold now, his eyes staring unseeingly into darkness.

“Y/n.” Minho’s voice is broken, choked in a way you’ve never heard before. “We have to- we’ve gotta follow Thomas.”

No. “I won’t leave him,” you say.

“Y/n…”

“I won’t,” you repeat. “We- we have to bring his body back. I can’t leave him like this.”

“We can’t just drag him there,” says Gally, gently, in his best attempt to be comforting.

“You guys go on,” you say. “Come back for us later.”

Minho exchanges a look with Frypan.

“Please,” you whisper.

Brenda reaches out a hand to squeeze your shoulder as she goes, and the four of them reluctantly leave you there, following Thomas' path towards WCKD.

Gone. The reality comes crashing down as you sit with Newt, alone, and something in you snaps.

The tears pour steadily faster, and you scrub then away roughly. “I’m sorry,” you whisper thickly. “I’m so sorry.”

“Damn it. You can't leave me like this,” you tell him. You card your fingers through his hair. “I love you. I love you, and I need you. I can't live without you, Newt.”

“Newton.” Newt wrinkles his nose as you reach up and ruffle his hair, and you laugh at his scrunched up face.

“What? Newt’s gotta come from some other name." You hum slightly, face tilted with an exaggerated thinking expression. "Newtie?”

“Slim it, shuckface.” He grabs your hand out of the air and keeps it tightly clutched in his so you can’t mess with his hair. You grin at the tiny smile on his face, and wiggle your fingers in his grip.

You reach for the knife in his chest, gripping it against your palm and pulling it out, before draping your gloves over the wound to cover it.

You wipe the blackened blood on your pants, swallowing bile as you gaze at the smear.

Blood. Blood. What if…

Teresa said Thomas’ blood was the cure, but what if yours works too?

You gaze at the knife in your hands.

“You’d say I’m stupid for doing what I’m about to do,” you tell Newt. “But I think I’d do anything right about now, if it could bring you back.”

You cut into your wrist, bright red blood springing out immediately.

Shuck, where do I-

You expose the chest wound again and pour your blood into it. Please, please work.

More, you need more. You cut your other wrist open and Newt’s too. Get it into his veins.

Your vision starts to blur at the edges, as you pour your blood into Newt, trying to pour life back into him.

You feel yourself fading, and you fumble to bandage your wrists quickly before letting yourself fall into darkness, slumping against the boy you love. Please come back to me.

⭒----⭒

You wake up slowly, fighting to cut through the haze in your mind.

As you sit up, your eyes fall on Newt, still lying beside you, unmoving.

He's gone. Stupid. Stupid to think you could've brought him back.

Suddenly you can't look at his face anymore. You lurch to your feet and stumble away, walking out of this shadowed place, out of the building, away from the streets.

You end up sitting on some hill nearby, alone in the grass hugging your knees, the wind blowing through your hair and drying the tears as they flow down your face.

You don't know how long you sit there, before you feel something being placed on your shoulders, the action achingly familiar.

You don't turn at first, not wanting to hope, until you hear a soft "Alright there, Greenie?"

You whip around, and there he is. Kneeling in the grass beside you, a smile on his face and tears in his eyes.

A sob escapes your throat as you dive towards him, throwing your arms around his body, feeling it warm, solid, alive.

The force of your body colliding with Newt's knocks him into the ground, flat on his back against the grass, but he just laughs and pulls you closer, his arms tight around you as you feel him press his face into your hair.

"Newt-"

"I'm here, I'm sorry,"

You shake your head, pulling back to look at his face.

It's gone, you realise, running your thumb across his cheek. The black veins that were streaked across him just hours ago have faded.

"You're okay," you murmur, more for yourself than him.

Newt smiles. "Yeah, I'm okay." He leans up, closer to you, and captures your mouth in a kiss. He tastes of black bitterness and salt, but you chase his lips anyway, until you're both out of breath.

You break apart as you hear static in your walkie-talkie. "...Y/n, you there?"

You grab the device to reply, one hand still clasped in Newt's. "Yeah, I'm here."

"Where?" asks Minho. "We're back where you were earlier; Jorge and Vince found us at WCKD, we've got a Berg nearby, but Thomas got shot so we have to get going."

"I'm just on a hill nearby," you tell him. "I'll come to you, stay there."

You turn to Newt. "You ready?"

He nods. "Yeah, let's go."

⭒----⭒

You walk in together, and you see the moment everyone's faces change, snapping to shock.

Minho's eyes jump to yours, like he's asking for confirmation, and you nod, a smile forming on your face.

Newt gives a little wave, almost nervously, and then Minho moves, dropping the gun in his hands and charging towards Newt, grabbing him into a hug.

Brenda's next, punching Newt in the arm before embracing him tightly, then Gally, and then Frypan, who doesn't let go until Minho butts in with a "alright guys, we should probably get going, Tommy's bleeding out, and we've got a safe haven to get to."

Newt holds your hand in his, tossing his free arm over Minho's shoulder. "Yeah, let's get going. Let's go home."

Thank you to @jinjinchouxcream for the brilliance behind this fic idea <3

#the maze runner #newt x reader #newt x you #tmr newt x reader #tmr newt #my writing

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blackbirdi · 10 months ago

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Too Late

Brief Description: Y/n has always held the heart of Minho, since the very first day they met. He couldn't say anything because his focus while they were in the glade was getting out, then it was surviving, and now that they're in the Safe Haven, it's a matter of building up his courage to ask her out. However, his fear of rejection has held him back for so long, maybe too long.

Point of View: 1st Person

Word Count: 1158

Character: Minho (TMR) x Reader

Y/n and Minho. Minho and Y/n. One had never been without the other. They were inseparable, joined at the hip. They completed one another.

And while both of them knew this, both of them were too scared to say anything. Too scared to fall even more in love and have one of them die. Too scared to share their feelings because they needed to be surviving. So they just went along their days pretending that they're heart didn't beat solely for the other.

Minho promised himself that he'd tell her the second he knew that they were safe, that they'd never have to worry about a Griever sneaking up on them, or a Crank coming around the corner. He promised.

However, when they reached the Safe Haven Minho was still too scared to say anything, too scared that she wouldn't feel the same, too scared that he'd ruin their friendship. He'd rather suffer with his feelings and still be her friend than ruin everything that's happened between the two of them in the last three-ish years. He loved her. He really did. And everyone (aside from Y/n) could see that.

He survived the Glade for her. Had a reason to run through that maze, it was her. He survived the scorch. Had a reason to push through that pain the lightning strike gave him, it was her. He survived their adventures in the Last City. Had a reason to go until the very end, it was her. He had a reason to keep going when Newt died, it was her (and Thomas and the others of course).

And God, did she love him too.

After she was done with her work for the day, she would sit by the Doors until Minho came through, immediately going over to hug him tight even if he reeked of sweat. Whenever he had a day off she tried to always be near him, even though she got told off by her Keeper, Newt, and Alby many times. Throughout the scorch she stuck by his side, just like she stayed with him throughout the last journey. Together they helped each other with the death of one of their closest friends.

But after a while, Y/n started thinking that maybe Minho didn't like her back like everyone said. And maybe he wasn't scared to tell her his feelings, maybe he just didn't have any. And after a while Y/n became hopeless that her and Minho would ever really be a thing. So, after a while she started to try and get over her own feelings towards Minho, all while Minho was trying to finally ask her.

And then, before Minho could ever expect it, Y/n was introducing her boyfriend to him, Thomas, Gally, Brenda, and the others. Some guy named Dylan.

Dylan was sweet. He was kind, thoughtful, caring, funny, strong, handsome, smart, anything you could want in a guy. Of course, everyone liked him, but something about him made Minho's blood boil.

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A few months later Minho watched them laugh together over something Dylan said, his heart breaking with every beat that Y/n wasn't in his arms.

He had the chance it was in the palm of his hand, the chance to admit how she helped him through everything he's ever been through. That he loved her with his whole heart, his entire being, with everything he had, everything he is, and everything he will be. But he didn't take the chance, he didn't take the damn chance because he was too scared, even though everyone was telling him that she loved him too.

He had the most dangerous job in the Glade, and he did it every day thinking nothing of it. Yet somehow, somehow, he found that being rejected was scarier than a Griever, a shucking Griever.

So he watched them, watched Y/n fall deeper in love with Dylan, as day by day he felt deeper in love with her. And it fucking hurt.

He had the chance, he really did, but his cowardice blew it. So now he watched Dylan throw his arm around Y/n's shoulders and press a loving kiss to her cheek, and he wished with all his might that he could be in Dylan's place.

"Hey, Minho," a voice from his side said, sitting down beside him.

Minho didn't even have to look to know it was Thomas.

"You alright, man?" Thomas asked, his eyebrows furrowing into concern as he saw Minho's expression. "You look ... I don't know ... defeated? Angry? Sad?"

"It's nothing," Minho brushed off with a shrug of his shoulders. He didn't want to talk about it. He hated even thinking about it.

Obviously, Thomas didn't believe him for a second. He followed Minho's gaze, to where he was gazing at and saw Y/n and Dylan cuddled up together, realizing immediately why Minho looked so upset.

"It's Y/n and Dylan, isn't it?" Thomas's voice dripped with sympathy as he asked Minho gently, not wanting to further upset him.

Minho glanced over at Thomas, sighing. He would never get Y/n, so what was the point in lying? He nodded.

"I'm sorry, Minho," Thomas said, patting his best friend's back sympathetically.

Minho looked down at the ground, trying to hold back tears as he ranted, "I want to be him so bad, Thomas. I just want to hold her like he does. I want her to look at me like she looks at him. I want to be her first thought in the morning. I want her to think of me when she's going to sleep. I want to be him! I can't believe I let her get away. Why didn't I just get over my stupid little fear and ask her? That could've been me, Thomas. That could've been me."

Thomas's heart sank at Minho's words, hearing the pain in his voice as he spoke.

"I know it hurts, Minho, but it's not going to hurt forever," Thomas tried to comfort him. "Life is full of disappointments and some hurt worse than others. But the thing is, you can't stay on that disappointment, otherwise it's going to take over you and you'll never be able to see the joy in other things. It's okay for you to be hurt over this, no one is going to tell you otherwise. But sometimes ... sometimes you need to move on."

"How?" Minho whispered. "She's what I've been living for ever since I got to the Glade. All of my memories are of her. How can I just 'get over her'?"

Thomas sighed, looking towards Y/n and Dylan before looking back to Minho.

"I don't know, Minho," he admitted. "But one day, I promise you, it will hurt less."

Minho looked up from the ground, looking longingly over at Y/n and Dylan. What he wouldn't do to be in his place.

"Yeah, I hope so."

#the maze runner #maze runner #tmr #tmr minho #minho tmr #minho x reader #minho x you #minho x y/n

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friendly-reject · 2 years ago

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Me secretly hoping for a part two: 👀👀

a gradum ad lumen - part 1 .

decided to post the first chapter to the Maze Runner fanfic I discussed earlier, I thought it would be a good way to ease back into things after my prolonged absence. hope you all enjoy, please contact me if you have any specific requests for the series and let me know what you think! ending is also a bit rushed, because i was super excited to get this posted for you guys, but i already have the second chapter in the works.

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Word count: 2.1k!

Warnings : general TMR TWS; blood, slight gore, disturbing ideas / images, and depicted injuries.

Pronouns used: they/them – gender-neutral.

Prompt(s) used: “Who knows. Maybe we’ve actually made it out of this hellhole after all.”

Pairing: TMR x GN!Reader.

A/N: just one; i imagined reader had a slight british accent when writing this, but feel free to think otherwise!! this is also open to any skin tones, body sizes, etc. i believe in inclusion to the fullest, and plan to make a few fanfics w/ a practising muslim reader in the future; lmk if you have any ideas!

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Staying out in the Maze was likely a dumb idea, especially with the ever-present thought of the fact that the Doors were bound to close at any minute pounding at the back of your head.

Nevertheless, your eyes were fixated on the sight in front of you, hands on your hips as e/c irises took in the thick vines that were rooted into the cracks lining the stone floor and stretched as far as the eye could see up the surrounding walls. Your hand reached up to thread through h/c coloured tresses, thoughts bumbling about your head in an analytical manner.

E/c coloured eyes moved after the beetle-blade, the metal, bug-like machine chittering as its red-light flicked across the wall it was scampering along before pausing. Almost as though it sensed your presence, the thing’s head turned to you, camera staring right back at you as it focused on the stationary Glader. You took a challenging stride toward it, surprised by the fact that it didn’t even move, the step bearing an experimental trial as well as it encouraged them onward. You were quick to take advantage of the situation, leaping after the machine and closing the few metres of distance between you and the beetle blade in the process.

Unfortunately, the sudden movement on your end had sent the beetle-blade shooting further along the wall, bee-lining it straight for a crack in the stone that it would just barely manage to fit into. However, after months of trying to catch one of the blasted things, you’d come to learn a trick or two. You kicked off the ground, clearly determined to finally get your hands on one of the rutting machines even if it meant having to risk the slight detour from heading back to the Glade.

You swiftly scaled among the vines, arm shooting above head as your fingertips came to wrap around one of its legs just as the machine made to disappear. Triumph shot through you as you were about to yank the thing back and disarm it, focused solely on the task at hand when a swift shout that consisted purely of your name halted everything and sent them tumbling backwards when your single-handed grip on the vines jerked loose in surprise.

Your ankle, however, was more reluctant to follow, remaining entangled amongst the vines, a sharp jerk sending jolts of pain through your leg the minute your back slammed against the hard, unforgiving floor. The pain flared, your vision swaying as your eyes flicked to the shoes of the now approaching figure, clearly not pleased with the situation in the slightest as a frustrated and slightly pained groan drew past your lips. Your thoughts of irritated agony echoed the emotion vividly as you practically felt the bruises forming along your ankle, only to be interrupted by the same person who had caused you to lose your balance in the first place, a teasing lilt now lacing the newcomer’s voice, which you could easily pinpoint as Minho,

“Man, I knew you liked me, but I didn’t realise you’d be throwing yourself at my feet the minute you heard me. Not that I can blame you, I am pretty hot,” Came his playful words, causing you to set your jaw in an exasperated grimace before snapping a response.

“Slim it, before it’s your ankle getting broken, shank,” You growled, accent heavy and thick in their unpleasant predicament. You took note of the airy laugh their running partner allowed to bubble past him before crouching beside you and gently unwinding the shrubbery the held them captive, leaving you to wince as your leg dropped to the floor alongside your other leg with a harsh ‘thump’. “Bloody hell, that hurts like a fucking–,”

“Woah there, you think Newt’d approve of that kind of language?” Minho snickered from somewhere behind you, the volume of his laughter only rising as you tilted your head back to shoot him the best glare you could muster from the ground. After a few beats, he finally stifled the rest of his bemused sounds, eyes flicking from your haphazard position and back to your eyes that strained to keep pace with his own before he rolled his eyes and crouched down to offer you a hand up.

You were rolling onto your stomach in an instant, gingerly twisting your aching leg a moment later with great care as to not let it snag in the chipped concrete floor before you flung your hand into Minho’s outstretched one while huffing a begrudging sigh. His grip was cold and assuaging in contrast to your heated and unpleasant grasp from being pressed against the Maze’s floor, you noted in the fleeting moment in which your eyes met once more, only for you to bite back a bark of pain as you attempted to settle a sliver of weight onto your leg. Had it not been for the Keeper’s firm grasp on you, you would have stumbled right back to the ground and likely been left there had he not shown up in the first place, but he offered a teasing scoff instead and slung your hand that was already in his own gloved one across his shoulders. You obliged with his actions gratefully, almost gasping in relief as you felt the crushing weight alleviated from your injured leg, and began stumbling alongside Minho as he set a rather swift pace that you struggled to keep up with, considering you were only left with only one good leg.

“Keep up or we might as well roll out a picnic blanket and wait for the Grievers to come and enjoy the quick meal we’d make for them,” He managed after you stumbled for the nth time, his breathing clearly heavy, and the signs of strain obvious, but he didn’t so much as falter as he continued practically dragging you in the direction of the East Doors. You couldn’t help but cast a partially distressed glance in his direction, feeling nothing but sorrow at the unnecessary weight you were forcing him to bear, but you knew that he would only tighten his grip on you if you tried to manage without him, so it was a losing game either way. You cast a final glance his way, but he seemed to catch notice of your lingering stare in his peripheral vision, not even fully turning his head as his mahogany irises focused on the twisting corner wreathed with thickly woven vines just up ahead. “What’re you lookin’ at, shank?”

You pushed off the ground with your good leg, springing forward and stumbling a few steps as Minho matched strides with you, huffing your response between focused breaths and sighs, “Nothing. Uh –,” you panted softly, sweat beading on your forehead as you continued to manage single steps in the time Minho made three paced strides. “ – anything planned for tonight?”

The two of you rounded the corner and you could practically feel your running partner quaver in relief, his response breathless but audible as the two of you attempted to hurry through the homestretch.

“A big plate of whatever crap Frypan has cooked and a warm shower to rest my weary bones.”

You were about to scoff a laugh the moment you cleared the Doors, already shouldering him with an eye roll and a witty quip soon to follow, when someone called out to you and Minho. Both your heads turned in unison, your steady steps pausing as his arm fell to your waist to hold you steady, and a beaming smile instantly made way through your exasperated frown as you caught sight of Chuck ambling straight for you, Newt trotting not far behind.

“What happened? You guys were out for like, two hours longer than usual!” The younger boy exclaimed as he approached, finally taking in the sight of you leaning against Minho and his arm around your form before he gagged and darted away. “Get a room!”

You choked a surprised laugh at the suddenness of Chuck’s joke, watching his retreating figure stick out his tongue at Minho’s irritated expression, which made him look as though he was about to go after him had it not been for Newt’s prompt arrival. You greeted him with a soft “hey” and the same smile that had been present for the short period of time you had to talk to Chuck, which the blonde seemed to eagerly return, nodding at Minho and taking in the closeness between the two of you.

“You two had an eventful evening, huh?” There was no malice in his voice, merely just an amusingly intrigued tone to his words as he gestured to Minho’s gentle hold on your waist, which made you fumble over your words momentarily, rapidly moving to explain the situation as your hands flicked subconsciously along with your rushed train of thought.

“Oh, uh, Minho distracted me whilst I was trying to grab a beetle-blade, and I ended up falling. Blew my bloody ankle, it seems,” You gesticulated to the obviously sparse pressure you were putting on your leg with a slightly nervous laugh as Newt cracked into a brighter grin.

“It was your fault,” Came Minho’s facetious remark before he cursed under his breath suddenly and knocked your shoulder. “Since you’re too busy chattin’ up a storm, I’m gonna have to do the maps, aren’t I.”

It was the second in command’s turn to scoff lightly and wave a dismissive hand in the Asian’s direction.

“Consider it an order.”

“The things I do for you shanks.”

“Yeah, a bloody hard life you have, shank,” Newt mused, his smile never once faltering before his eyes finally strayed back to you. “I’ll get Jack or Clint over, see what they can do in the meanwhile. Probably just needs to keep off it for a while, take it easy.”

“Ay, ay,” He quipped, a lazy, two fingered salute his makeshift form of a farewell, quick to turn on his heel after his fingertips tapped your shoulder in a reassuring manner before he jogged off in the direction of the Map Room, leaving you and Newt to your devices.

The two of you immediately fell into a bout of comfortable silence as he slowly edged toward you, taking Minho’s place at your side and slipping an arm across your shoulders before looking to you for silent confirmation to begin guiding you to the Medjack hut. You nodded easily, instantly finding a compromised speed to limp alongside Newt, your own arm settled just under his shoulder blades as you both made your way across the Glade with the sun fully beginning to set behind you.

“So,” He began after a moment, doe eyes fixated wholly on you as you carefully navigated through the swishing grass. Gladers were bustling about the expansive courtyard, some carrying plates loaded with food while Builders wrapped up the day, Gally’s shouting fit heard even from the distance you and Newt were as he ordered the others around. “You ready for tomorrow?”

Your head perked up in curiosity, brow furrowing as you called upon even the slightest memory to recall what was supposed to be taking place the next day, finding rather quickly that you wouldn’t be able to. You offered te blonde a confused look as you continued to keep pace with him as best you could, only stumbling every few feet or so now that you were walking across the even terrain of the grass-laden field. “What’s going on tomorrow?”

The second in command chuckled, the sound more akin to the shard of a melody plucked out of a long-since-forgotten song, ancient and rich and beautiful as the golden rays of the dissipating light hit the panes of his face and sent the amber tones to his eyes sparking. It was truly a peaceful moment, one that you found yourself eager to meld into as you laughed alongside him.

“Greenie day. I’m surprised you didn’t remember though, you’re usually more on top of it than I am.”

You hummed. It was odd, how something so big followed by the most looked forward to night of the month followed right after slipped your mind, but you figured that in combination to the surge of new Runners and having to train them alongside Minho had proved to be a bigger distraction than you had originally though. So you shrugged, a content sigh tugging at your lips as you leaned into Newt with a nod.

“‘spose so. Let’s just hope they aren’t another nutjob like Gally.”

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nomoreusername · 5 months ago

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How Maze Runner Characters Would React To Sharing a Bed With You

Thomas and you weren't the closest, but you weren't enemies

-You were at best neutral

-When he got trapped in Scorch City though, you both found yourself in an awkward situation

As you two looked at the motel room you would be sharing, you realized there was only one bed

He started looking around the room as if another one was going to appear out of thin air

When it obviously didn't, he turned and asked if you wanted him to sleep in the chair

You told him not to be ridiculous and crawled into it and under the covers

He awkwardly stood by the door for a minute before shutting it and slowly getting in beside you

As you realized he was sleeping on top of the blankets despite literally shivering you promised it was only a bed and told him to get under the covers

He ended up reluctantly doing so and realized that it was much more comfortable

Almost instantly, he was out like a light

When he was, you secretly stayed up, admiring his sleeping figure

As you laid there on your side, you tried to figure out how to tell Greenie that you want to be so much closer to him

Newt and you had been friends for almost four years and were inseparable

That’s why when you were all told that two people would have to share a room due to lack of space by Janson, you guys decided it wouldn't be a big deal

As you were both led to it you were completely relaxed, quietly making jokes about life

The guard unlocked the door, shoved you both inside, and left

When you realized there was only one bed in it he asked you what you wanted to do

He said he could find another place in the room to sleep, but you were worried about his bad leg getting sore if he sleeps anywhere else but a bed when he doesn't have to

You both decide it’s only a big deal if you let it be

You start out on completely opposite sides, in your own worlds

As the night goes on though, you end up gradually getting closer and closer

When he wakes up before you, he finds you two holding hands with your face right next to the other

His heart was racing like crazy, but he tried to play it cool but reminding himself that it’s only you

When that makes it worse, it becomes clear that the problem has nothing to do with one bed or how close you two are

The problem is that he has feelings for you

As you squeezed his hand in your sleep though, he thought that maybe you return them

You had been crushing on Minho for a while but didn't think he noticed your existence since you kept to yourself

He had been crushing on you but didn't think you noticed since you never talked to him

The thing was that you were far too nervous to

Thomas noticed the way you two made heart eyes at each other but never did anything

That's how he came up with a genius plan to lock you both in his bedroom

He said he had something to show you both separately, and when you both fell for it, he slammed the door shut, locked it, and ran off

You both banged on it for a while, yelling that it wasn't funny

After half an hour of no answer, you ended up giving up

All the screaming had worn you both out though

You looked at the cot, and both your faces heated up

Y’all went back and forth on who would take it for a few minutes before giving up and deciding that one night of sleeping together wouldn't do much harm

Despite your exhaustion, you didn't end up doing much sleeping

You guys talked about mindless things, stupidly wide grins on your faces as you did

When Thomas came back in the morning, he saw that you had both fallen asleep as one mess of limbs, arms and legs tangled together

While neither of you had confessed, this was one step closer

You and Gally had both escaped the Maze together and somehow also both been left behind by the Gladers

You had also both got picked up by Right Arm and fixed up, side by side

You were both scared

You had just been thrust into a totally different world with no hint on how you were expected to act yet told to start swimming

Needless, to say everything was pretty heavy

That's why even though he would normally mind very much, he was relieved when there was only one bed in the room you two were sharing

After the experience you had to go through with him, that feeling was mutual

You both climbed right into bed despite not planning on sleeping

There was a television that you both used to try and drown out your own thoughts

When it didn't work, he found himself speaking about Chuck, apologizing a million times for something he could barely remember

You leaned over and lightly hugged him

He instantly clung to you while holding back tears of regret and anguish

Only when he felt yours pour on his shirt was he unable to stop it

You both held each other all night, mourning the people you’d never see again, the people lost along the way, and who you once were

The only slightly good thing, the only thing that let you both keep hanging on, was that you would get to mourn all of that together

You and Aris had both been taken by WCKD during the betrayal

While you hadn't known each other before then, you become well acquainted when you ended up being each other's only cellmate

You two would pass time, talking about random things or plotting escapes you weren't ready to attempt

You always did so with him on the top bunk and you on the bottom

One night, you had been tossing and turning since had had been taken but hadn't been brought back

As the worry was about to leave you in tears, the cell opened, and he was dragged through, placed on the ground

It was obvious that whatever they did to him left him with so little strength that he wouldn't make it to his usual bunk

You carefully grabbed his arms and helped him onto yours, whispering promises of it being okay

After you tucked him in you went to get on the top bunk only for him to weakly grab your wrist and mumble for you to stay

You were unsure at first but couldn't find it in yourself to say no

You crawled under the blankets with him, wrapping your arms around him as you quietly hummed to him

Having human contact that wasn't causing him pain was such a change that he almost wanted to cry, but he didn't

He just laid there, dozing off to the feeling of safety while secretly falling deeper

When you woke up the next day, you realized he had gone to sleep with dried blood on his skin and a smile on his face

After Teresa turned everyone into WCKD, she was back in the city

They didn't pay a lot so at first she slept in the facility

As she worked her way up though, she ended up earning enough for a small apartment with a roommate

You were also looking for one so that way you could lower your rent

When you met her, you realized that you two clicked and decided she would room with you before even meeting anyone else

Despite this, she still stayed as late as possible for fear of burdening you

One night you went into her room decently late to ask if she wanted some of your snack only to realize she had no bed

You also didn't have a couch so you realized she had been sleeping on the floor

You waited up for her, and when she walked into the door you got up from the counter and asked if she was sleeping on the floor

She tried to lie but tripped over her words, giving it away

When she explained that she didn't make enough for one, you grabbed her hand and took her to your room, where you pointed to your perfectly available one

She started to protest but was so tired that she was slurring her words

After a few minutes she gave in and crawled in on the very edge

You got in and pulled her more towards the middle, whispering to her in the dark that she could never be a burden

Her entire face burned at the closeness of you two

As butterflies filled her stomach until she thought she was going to be sick, she realized a terrifying truth was she cuddled into your neck

She was now very much over Thomas and very into you

You had been found in the Scorch by Jorge

He brought you to his home where you were introduced to Brenda

You didn't have any family so they essentially said that they would become yours

After you accepted, Jorge then explained that you would have to share a bed with Brenda for a few nights while he found you one

She knew what it was like sleeping on the floor and was completely fine with it

Since you were still strangers she didn't want you to feel awkward though so she put a pillow barrier between you

Since it was your first time in an actual bed though, you ended up moving around a lot in your sleep

You also moved over the pillow barrier until you were cuddled into your side

She woke up in the middle of the night realizing that and froze as she tried to figure out what to do

Eventually, she decided the best thing to do was nothing and went back to sleep

As she did though, her arm ended up around you

When you woke up, you apologized a million times only for her to promise that it was okay

You both got so used to ending up cuddling in your sleep that when you got a bed you ended up back in hers anyway

It was cramped and sort of inconvenient, but it

The Spring was slowly but surely running out of room

It seemed like there were more people than supplies, and it was killing y'alls resources

You all had to combat this in different ways, one of which was sharing a room with one bed

It was randomly drawn, with Harriet and Sonya’s names in the jar to prove that it was fair

Sonya’s name was pulled, followed by yours

She knew you didn't choose but was so surprised she almost didn't believe it

She had liked you for forever now so this was absolutely huge

She didn't want to admit that, but she didn't want to make you uncomfortable so she offered to take the floor

You told her that was silly since you had a perfectly good cot and patted the spot beside you

She was nervous but giddy and just full of feelings as she accepted it

She tried to sleep on top of the blanket, but you could feel her shivering later at night and pulled it over her

Her face felt like it was a thousand degrees knowing she was so close to you, but she resisted the urge to squeal

She didn't sleep a wink that night, too caught up in her emotions that one of the most romantic cliches was happening to her

She did daydream about what this could lead to though

After getting “rescued” by what was secretly WICKED, you and her stayed up later then the others, talking as you ate pizza

Eventually, you were both too tired to keep your eyes open and agreed to go to sleep

You attempted to get into the bedroom only to find that the door had been locked

You looked at each other to ask what the hell was happening, but neither of you knew

After a while of trying, it was clear that the door wasn't opening anytime soon

You both looked back at the single couch, then each other, silently asking if it was okay

When she nodded, you slowly took her hand and led her over there

It wasn't small, but it was still only a couch so you so two were pretty squished together

Your bodies were pressed against the other, and she had to wrap her arms around your waist so neither of you would fall off

Goosebumps traveled up your skin at the feeling of her breath on the back of your neck, but you didn't know what to say

So you stayed silent, holding her hands as she hugged you from behind

She was nervous about it but ultimately felt at peace knowing her best friend was so nearby

If there weren't obvious feelings you were both blind to though, maybe your hearts would beat at a normal pace

#thomas x y/n #newt x you #minho x y/n #gally x y/n #aris x reader #sonya x reader #harriet x reader #brenda x reader #teresa x y/n #the maze runner #tmr #tmr preferences #cute fluff #hurt/comfort #request

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gladerscake · 2 years ago

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Gally: How did you know I was going to propose?

Y/N: Brenda hasn’t been able to look at me all week without crying.

#the maze runner #incorrect tmr quotes #tmr gally #the death cure #gally x reader #tmr brenda #gally x y/n #gladers #tmr #gally tmr #tmr x reader #gally x you #incorrect quotes tmr #tmr crack

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makethiscanon · 3 years ago

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We're Almost Free. [Newt x Reader Canon Fix-It]

Pairing: Newt x Reader [Only 'You' Pronouns Used]

Words: 2.2k

Rating: T+

Tags: Angst with a happy ending, Canon Fix-It, Reader Insert, Canon-typical Violence.

Summary: a rewrite of that heart-shattering ending to Death Cure. No more tears here.

Major Maze Runner Spoilers Below the Cut:

Time to do this blonde bean some justice. Newt didn't deserve that ending.

This story is a set-up for future fluffy fics, where I can really give Newt the life he deserved. 👍

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“Come on, man. Give me everything you’ve got.” Thomas hooked his arm around Newt’s shoulders, heaving the boy to a standing position as the infection wormed beneath his skin. Newt groaned and gritted his teeth, forcing himself up with all he had left. It was pain like no other and he was close to giving in.

Gunshots and smoke filled the air as riots blazed around them, engulfing the Last City in chaos. The pair stumbled, both exhausted from escaping WCKD’s Headquarters.

With a grunt, Thomas turned to you, a plea in his eyes.

“Help me.”

You could barely breathe from the pain in your chest, the tears in your eyes, and the anguish of knowing Newt was at his limits. You pulled your trembling hands from your mouth and rushed forwards to support Newt’s other side.

“I’ve got you.” You said, babying him, hushing and pleading with him to keep going. “Please, Newt. We can do this. Minho’s on his way. Come on.”

Newt’s eyes were glossy. You didn’t know if he could hear you. His eyes met yours but his gaze was distant.

“Let’s go.” Thomas urged, taking the brunt of Newt’s weight on his shoulders. You nodded, blinking back tears to focus on moving.

“Please, Minho. Run.”

You begged to the heavens, hoping your prayer would reach the Glade’s former Keeper of the Runners. He was Newt’s only hope. A single vial of Bliss was waiting on the Berg, and Minho was running across the broken landscape to get it here before Newt ended up too far gone.

“Come on.” Thomas bellowed over the sounds of weapons, straining to keep Newt standing.

The three of you stumbled on, avoiding the rages of war as Cranks took over the city. Bullets flew and bombs dropped, and it was all you could do to escape the shrapnel and debris. You shrieked as the ground exploded in front of you, sending gravel and stone up like a spray of water.

Thomas stopped dead to check on you. But you nodded and shook off your shock.

“Keep going.” You yelled, momentarily taking all of Newt’s weight to keep him moving. There was a desperation in your voice that begged Thomas to ignore whatever happened to you. Newt could be his only concern.

Fleeing onto the upper levels of the city, the three of you headed in the direction of the Berg. It was still so far off, but any distance closer meant less time wasted waiting for Minho.

You broke onto a large walkway undamaged by the riots, but Newt stopped. His body suddenly locked up, and the force of his seizure toppled the three of you to the floor.

“Newt—” You shrieked as Thomas recovered and gripped his friend’s shoulders, shaking him to keep him conscious.

“Don’t you dare. Newt, don’t you dare. Stay with us.”

The infection was there on his face; the deep, swollen veins splitting over his skin as his eyes sheened red. You gripped his hand and squeezed it tight, so tight you knew it would hurt. You needed him to fight.

“We’re nearly there.” Your voice was cracking with the strain of your fear. He looked at you, but his gaze was listless. He had nothing left to fight with.

With one final push, both you and Thomas grabbed Newt and forced him up. You didn’t give him a choice. You didn’t give him a chance. Both of you in one desperate, angry voice, screamed,

“MOVE.”

He stumbled, but listened. He groaned, and tears filled his eyes from the pain, but he forced his legs to move. He coughed, black tar spilling from his throat onto his chin and clothes. You and Thomas held him, dragging him with all the strength you had left.

“We’re nearly there. We’re nearly there. We’re nearly—”

A bomb hit the road behind you. It exploded with an ear-splitting boom, and for a second everything turned white as your senses overloaded. You were blinded and paralysed, left completely helpless as the impact ripped you from Newt’s side and sent you flying.

When you hit the ground, you landed on your shoulder and wailed, feeling your body burning from the explosion. But you couldn’t stop. You winced as you dragged yourself up, unable to hear anything for the ringing in your ears. You were dizzy. You were nauseous. But the adrenaline kept you going. You couldn’t worry about yourself now. You needed to find Newt. You needed to—

You didn’t hear your voice rip from your throat as you screamed, seeing your two friends crumpled a few feet from each other. Feeling the dread welling up inside you, you ran towards them but stopped when Thomas started to stand. He looked pained but was in one piece. As he saw you, he said something but the ringing was too loud in your ears to hear him.

You staggered towards him, but he raised a hand to stop you as he looked to the sky like he was listening to something. His face fell, his eyes glossed. He stood there for maybe a minute or more, asking you to wait. You couldn’t hear it, but the emotions flittering across his face told you he could hear something.

You knew that look in his eyes. It had to be Teresa.

Your focus fell on Newt when you saw him stirring. Relief washed over you to see he was still alive, but then he started to stand. On his own. You looked to Thomas and Thomas looked to you. An uneasiness like no other settled inside you. Newt rose to his full height, staggering as the black tar dripped from his mouth.

Your heart stopped.

His once-gentle lips curled back into a vicious snarl, baring blood- and tar-stained teeth. The veins all across his face were swollen and dark, and his eyes were blown so wide that the whites had been hidden in black. He didn’t look human. He didn’t look like Newt.

You were out of time.

The fight inside you died, and when Newt sprang towards you with every intention to kill you, you didn’t make an effort to move. But Thomas was ready. He lunged just in time to grab Newt by his shirt before he could reach you.

“What are you doing!?”

Thomas’ panicked yell broke over the sound of the ringing in your ears, pulling you back to your senses. His words were directed at you, questioning how you could give up right now.

“Help him!” He demanded. You blinked yourself awake, seeing Thomas grappling the deranged Newt to the floor, struggling to fend him off as he fell on his back with Newt attacking from above.

Thomas was still fighting for him. You had to too.

Coming back to your senses, you hurled yourself at Thomas, grabbing Newt by the shoulder to pull him off. The force of it rolled him onto his back, and Thomas scrambled away.

Newt’s focus fell on you. You silently begged him to stay still, to wait. You couldn’t fight him. You couldn’t hurt him. The sting of tears hit your eyes as you looked at him, seeing his face taken over by an evil that you had thought him immune to.

“Please, Newt.”

You choked, willing this nightmare to end. You looked at him, and for just a second, a single moment that seared into your mind, you saw the tears in his eyes too.

“Sorry, love…” His words were weak. He looked at you, with the softness of his humanity filling his eyes for the final time. Then he reached for the gun in his holster.

With fear blinding your senses, you dived at Newt as he put the gun to his head, but Thomas was faster. He knocked the gun from Newt's grip, kicking it away when it hit the floor.

A new wave of rage fell over Newt’s face, broken by the denial of his last wish. He screamed, and the roar was carnal. It was nothing but hatred and agony, and the last of his humanity was gone.

“Hold him down!” You begged, rushing forwards to help. Thomas pinned him with difficulty, but it was enough to let you get in close. Catching hold of Newt’s flailing legs, you patted through his pockets, retrieving the rest of his weapons before flinging them as far away as you could send them.

“Minho can’t be far away,” you said desperately, flinching as Newt’s good leg kicked you in the gut. “We just need to hold him. Hold him. Come on.” You braced yourself over his legs, grabbing the arm that Thomas couldn’t keep a grip on. Newt thrashed in revolt, his inhuman screams terrifying you.

Thomas shook him, knocking his head down.

“Stop it. Newt, fight this. Fight it. Stay with us.”

You let the tears fall freely now. It couldn’t end like this. Newt had always been there for you. From day one in the Glade, he had been your shoulder to lean on and your biggest supporter. Endless nights you had spent watching the stars together when neither of you could sleep. Endless days he had made bearable by smiling and laughing even when he was scared.

You weren’t ready to let him go. You couldn’t. Not yet. Not when you were so close to freedom.

“Come on, you stupid shank. We’re going to the Save Haven together.”

Newt’s monstrous screams were almost eclipsed by your own as you wailed for a future that was crumbling away in your hands. It was only your selfishness keeping him alive now. It was your childish greed forcing him to endure this pain worse than death as you clung to the naïve dream of a happy ending.

You couldn’t let him go. You couldn’t admit it was over.

You had no future if Newt was not part of it.

“Guys, what the hell’s going on?”

Both you and Thomas jerked in surprise, hearing Brenda’s voice cutting across the landscape. She was standing in shock at the end of the bridge. Your heart sank as Thomas voiced your fears.

“Where’s Minho?”

Brenda ran forwards, horror plastering her face at the sight of Newt, turned, on his back, and trapped beneath the two of you who were burned and bloodied from the explosion. Shaking, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a syringe of blue liquid. Her voice was horse.

“I-I’ve got it.”

“Hurry!” called Thomas, seeing the vial of Bliss. The two of you pulled Newt down, exposing his arm.

Just as Brenda came forwards, Minho appeared at the other end of the bridge, followed closely by Gally and Frypan. They stopped dead, seeing the scene. There wasn’t time to ask questions. Though he was exhausted from the sprint, Minho charged forwards immediately when he saw you struggling. The other ex-Gladers followed suit, coming to help pin their once-Second-in-Command down.

“Don’t give up now, Slinthead.” Gally demanded of Newt, knocking you away so he could take a firmer hold on Newt’s arm. The other Gladers pinned him as Brenda uncapped the syringe. Her hands shook as she tapped away the air pocket, then she told everyone to hold Newt still.

His roars filled the air as she stuck the needle in. She was only thankful for the bulbous veins protruding from his skin to use as a guide. She wasn’t a medic by any sense of the word.

“There,” she said definitively, releasing the Bliss into his bloodstream. She pulled the needle from his arm then backed off, as if expecting him to overpower the combined strength of his friends and break loose.

But instead of attacking, finally, finally his body stilled. His cries died and then he stopped moving completely.

“Is… is he alive?” Minho sounded concerned, still keeping a tight hold on Newt’s shoulders. With a sense of worry, you leaned in close to his chest and listened.

“His heart is beating. It’s very fast. But… it’s slowing down.”

“He’s still breathing.” Thomas confirmed, closest to his face to check.

Collectively, everyone released Newt’s body. Looking at him, he was still very clearly infected. The tell-tale veins looked painful as they pulsed beneath his skin. The drug could hold off the infection for a little while, but given how far gone he already was, it wouldn’t be long before he needed another dose of Bliss. And it was impossible to know how much of his humanity would return when he woke up. If any.

“What do we do now?” You asked weakly, watching over your unconscious friend with a pained expression, like winning this battle still meant losing the war.

But Thomas didn’t share your pessimistic sentiment. He stepped forwards, looking determined.

“You heard the announcement. I can save him. But I’ve gotta go back to Teresa. To WCKD.”

As your other friends flew into an uproar, you pieced together what had been said in the announcement. Thomas' blood held the cure. He had the potential to reverse the Flare completely.

The others told him not to do something so crazy, but you found yourself biting your tongue. You wanted to tell Thomas not to go. That it was suicide. You wanted to. You wanted to. But in your heart of hearts, you knew Thomas was Newt’s only chance.

And you loved Thomas. But you loved Newt more.

Your selfishness held your tongue. You bit it until the debate was over, until Thomas decided to turn himself over to WCKD for the sake of Newt and all others like him. You held it until he hugged you to say goodbye, until he spoke softly in your ear, telling you that he understood, and that you didn’t need to feel guilty for being swayed by your heart. You hugged him tight, and said you were sorry, but he told you everything would be okay.

When he was gone, your group followed his instructions to return to the Berg and circle the airspace above the city. Gally and Frypan carried Newt’s unconscious body between them. His hand dangled limply by his side so you held it, wondering what Thomas really planned to do. You dared to hope for the future where both of them were safe.

The path ahead was so unclear, but if it called for it, you would fight for your loved ones with everything you had left.

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