#The maze runner x yn
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Y/n: Hey Newt, watch this!
Newt, annoyed af, turning around: What do you wa-
*You kneel down and take out a little box*
Newt, blushing: Oh, wait-
Y/n, in a solemn tone: Newt, will you be my best buddy for the rest of our lives?
Newt: I- *sighs* yes...
Thomas, whispering: Poor him, I feel so bad...
Minho, shouting: DAAAAAAAMN BRO, LOOK AT WHO JUST GOT FRIENDZONED. HEY NEWT.
NEWT.
NEWT COME HERE.
NEWWT.
Thomas: Oh my fucking go-
#the maze runner x you#the maze runner incorrect quotes#the maze runner#The maze runner newt#Thomas brodie sangater#Newt#Thomas#Tmr#maze runner#The maze runner x yn#Tmr x yn#Tmr x reader#Tmr thomas#Tmr newt#Tmr minho#Minho#Tmr incorrect quotes#Incorrect tmr quotes#Incorrect the maze runner quotes
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The Maze Runner x Y/N
#Maze Runner x Yn#newt tmr smut#newt x reader#newtmas#newt#newt tmr#thomas tmr#thomas#minho tmr smut#tmr minho#minho#maze runner incorrect quotes#the maze runner#maze runner#maze runner x reader#maze runner imagine#maze runner gally#gally tmr#maze runner aesthetic#tmr newt#brenda tmr#tmr x reader#tmr thomas#tmr#tmredit#thominho#tmrhp#newt smut
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Cocktail Bar AU: Welcome to 'The Glade'.
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Gally, Minho & Newt with their different favourite patrons ♡
(Gally's mentions fem!reader. Minho/Newt's are purposefully vague)
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Bouncer!Gally who is just thrilled that The Glade has started hosting cocktail-making parties because he didn't have a big enough headache already.
Here comes another squealing, giddy group of girls who he just knows is going to be a problem.
... but oh, who are you? Tucked away at the back there? The others are ignoring him but that's an awfully cute smile you're sending his way.
Here, let him hold that door for you.
Oh, you are absolutely welcome, darling.
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Barman!Minho who prioritizes you, his favourite regular, no matter how busy the bar gets. Slip your pretty self onto that stool and his attention is all yours.
He likes showing off when you're near. Flipping bottles. Trick-shotting garnishes into glasses.
You better believe he's rolling up his sleeves the moment he sees you arrive.
And if he's just invented another shot to try? It's on the house for you, of course. Your opinion, and that cute wrinkle of your nose from the strong tasting liquor is the only payment he needs.
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Server!Newt who always makes sure you get the perfect table in the house when you stop by for food.
He knows your usual orders so he'll guess what you want and tease you if he gets it right.
Expect perfect service because Newt keeps an eye on you at all times. He knows when your drink is low and when it's time for your next course.
Single dining? No problem. If you're looking glum and lonely then he'll pop by to chat and keep you company.
Or if you're getting hit on by a creep who won't leave you be? Newt is straight out the door and dragging Bouncer!Gally in to deal with it.
And you better believe dessert is on the house that evening, Newt's treat.
~•°•°•°•°•°•~
BONUS:
Bouncer!Gally basically adopting you after you stagger outside for some air, only for you to ask him if he'd like a drink because he must be thirsty.
Soon you're back with a water for him, and he's enjoying hearing your tipsy babblings.
He keeps an especially-alert watch on you whenever you come back outside, noticing you keep getting a little bit drunker.
Oh, he can see the opportunistic guys prowling near you, alright. Just let them try talking to you. See what happens.
And he doesn't mind in the slightest when you cling to his arm to hold yourself up. Had a bit too much to drink, sweet? Sit tight. He'll order you a taxi. No, he's not mad at you. He wants to make sure you get home safe-- of course you're welcome back anytime.
Yes, he hopes he'll see you again soon, too.
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[WRITING MASTERLIST]
#The Maze Runner#Gally#Minho#Newt#cocktail bar#TMR#x reader#x you#x yn#headcanons#imagines#barman minho#server newt#bouncer gally#drinking tw#MTCfics
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dreams
Thomas(maze runner) x fem!reader
contains: angst and fluff- shameless fluff, spoilers to the death cure
Requests are open and critiques are welcome💜💜💜
The Safe Haven. It was nice not to be running for your life for once, searching for food, hiding from cranks. You were finally safe.
But that didn’t stop the nightmares. Newt, Chuck, Alby and many others were constantly haunting you. You knew that Minho and Thomas were just as scarred as you were. Minho- he’d found his way to cope, he’s always had a lot of friends because everyone wants to be around him, it helps him to not be alone. Thomas and you however, were never very sociable to begin with, especially after all that had happened, and were left with no one but each other for life support.
In the Glade, Thomas had been one of the few people you could trust. Always putting effort into the things he cares about, showing respect for the people he holds close, and he had become your best friend.
Newt reached out for you, black veins crawling up his neck and face.
“Y/n…help me.”
You reach out for him, tears staining your face.
“Newt!”
As you grab him his face grows angry, and he pulls out a knife and stabs you in your stomach.
“Y/n, you could’ve saved me. Why didn’t you save me?”
“Newt- I’m sorry” you sob uncontrollably, pain clouding your mind. “Newt! Newt!”
“Y/n”
“Y/n”
“Y/n!” Thomas gently shakes you awake and looks down at you, concern in his eyes. Soft morning light shines through your hut’s windows and reflecting across your room, lighting it up.
“Thomas…” your arms act on their own, and you sit up, pulling him in for a hug. Unable to control yourself, you start to sob uncontrollably. He sits down next to you on the bed and lets you cry into his shirt.
“I could’ve saved him.” You whisper quietly once you’ve calmed down a bit.
“No, you couldn’t have. None of us knew until too late.” Thomas holds you tightly, his voice breaking as he speaks.
“Some part of me will never let him go, but he would want us to move on with our lives y/n, we need to let him rest now.”
You look up at him through your lashes and smile, a sad smile, but still a smile.
“I know, I just miss him.”
He smiles down at you and rubs your back,
“Me too.”
Weeks pass, and so do your dreams. The Safe Haven grows, buildings and communities being built. Occasionally the nightmares return, but Thomas is always there for you, and you for him. On nights like those you hold him, running your hands through his ever-growing hair, and letting him lay in your lap, and he does the same for you.
Slowly, you learn to let go of the people you’ve lost, never forgetting, but moving on. Their names are carved into a rock that sits on the beach, nothing but the wind, sand, and occasional visitor for company.
You and Thomas grow to care for each other in ways neither one of you was expecting.
One night you lay awake, Thomas running through your mind, after what feels like hours but was probably only 20 minutes or so, you sit up.
Pulling on your shoes, you make your way to Thomas’s hut.
On your way you see someone headed your way on the path between your and Thomas’s hut. With a start you realize it’s Thomas and are contemplating going back to your hut and lying awake all night, but by that point he has seen you, and is waving at you.
You wave back, a smile breaking out on your face as he nears you.
“Bad dream again?” His eyes scan your face for any sign of distress or pain, as you shake your head.
“No I couldn’t sleep, I was just coming to see if you were up.” You smile at him and he looks you up and down for a moment , “Wanna go for a walk on the beach?” He holds out his hand, looking at you expectantly. Unsure, you hesitate, looking between him and his hand. After a second you grab it and the two of you make your way to the beach. Not letting go of his hand, you walk along you find a perfect spot to sit and stargaze for a little bit.
He tentatively puts his arm around you and you lean into him.
“You’re my best friend y/n”
“And you’re mine” the combined body heat keeps you warm, and you snuggle closer to him. You breathe in his scent and are content to just sit there, when he lays back onto the sand, pulling you on top of him.
A moment or two passes with nothing but the sound of your breathing in the air. You push yourself up, an arm on either side of his head, with a smile you brush a stray hair out of his face. “You need a haircut.” You say with a smile.
“I know, but I kind of like it long, is it really that bad?”
“No, it’s not, I just miss your short hair for nostalgic reasons, you’d look handsome no matter what.”
“Thanks.”
And with that, he kissed you. It was just a short peck, but it was a kiss. And with that kiss, your heart skipped a beat, your stomach somersaulted, and your brain turned to mush. He pulled away, smiling.
You don’t know when friendship morphed into a crush, and when a crush morphed into love. All you know now is that Thomas is your home and you’re his home. With a whispered “I love you” you kiss him again, and the two of you lay with each other on the beach until the sun has risen and world wakes up.
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My Only Wish - Newt x Reader
a/n: This was made for a friend who adores newt way to much.
Warnings: Angst, Death, Suggestive Su!c!de.
You looked over towards the love of you life. You remembered the way his eyes always lit up like the stars once they met yours. Now that was something of the past, his eyes overtaken by pure fear and disappointment in himself.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."
He sighed pulling his sleeve back down to his wrist. As much as you wanted to comfort him, you couldn't. He was going to die. And there's nothing you could do. Struggling to keep eye contact, you looked down to your feet. How much you wanted to scream. How much you wanted to swap positions with him. It had been so hard, everything had been hard. From the moment you woke up in the box, to this moment of pain and despair. No matter how much it hurt, he always comforted you. Either rubbing his thumb across your shaken hands or pulling your body into a warm hug. Yet when he needed you most, you froze. Looking away. Feeling so sorry for yourself. You blinked.
Back in your bed. Your breath had quickened, barely being able to catch it back. Trying to ignore all the horrendous images of your dead lover you counted to three as you inhaled followed by another three second exhale. Walking over to your mirror, you stared at the reflection. Was this really you? Did you deserve to be here more than him? As you lent back in annoyance, you felt the light metal tap against your chest. You forgot you were still wearing this. You put your hand over the tiny capsule, holding it as hard as you could. Hoping maybe if you had it secured enough, you'd wake up with Newt smiling by your side. You remembered the multiple times in the Maze when you would spend the night together, but not how you wish you did. Every time you looked over to his peaceful sleeping figure, it would get replaced with his dead one. Every thought and memory, ruined, infected by the scent of death.
As you fell back into your bed, you hear the voices of screaming. Though your tears and screams so much unbearably louder than the others. You closed your eyes to try to prevent your tears from over spilling. The begging and apologies falling from Newts mouth became clear as did your replies.
"Newt. It's okay, it's not your fault. "
You choked on every word, seeing blood spill from his mouth. You looked at Thomas who was getting pinned down by him, hoping he could do something. Maybe he could make Newt come back straight away, in the moment. Snapping back to reality, you opened your eyes. Nowhere was safe for you. All of your senses cursed with guilt. Why didn't you save him?
Your thoughts refused to stop thinking causing another memory to flood your brain. You smiled looking at Newt who was covered in sweat.
"Would you like any help?"
Your laughter blessed his ears as he considered your help before quickly refusing it. Another memory overtook this, you looked down to his arm. A repeated memory.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."
This moment changed your life. The moment a sigh fell from his mouth you knew you had to tell him, otherwise he'd never know. He was going to die. You wanted to speak but nothing left your mouth. You couldn't comfort him, let alone tell him your feelings.
A while later the two of you were left alone once again, his face purposely avoiding yours. You hadn't spoken since he told you.
"Newt. I'm sorry. I just...I just can't lose you as well."
Tears threatened to fall down your cheeks. Newt turned to face you, he couldn't handle the sight of your face being destroyed by fear. The boy lifted your head ever so slightly, wiping away your tears. As of right now, he had no words to share. He wanted to tell you how much he loved you. Even he knew that would be harsh, to tell someone you love them, and then leave them. He wasn't stupid. He knew his chance of survival were ridiculous.
"I mean, how do I say goodbye to someone who's been with me through hell. You where there when I needed you most, so I'll be here for you."
You threw your head back, looking up to the sky, hoping it would stop the tears.
"I can't keep living like this. We can't keep living like this. We've lost so much. Why must we lose more? Let alone ourselfs."
Guilt swarmed Newts head, your pain was all his fault. He was unsure whether to comfort you or allow you to spill your thoughts. He pulled you into a hug whispering into your ear.
"It's okay, I love you so much. Don't let what happens to me change you. I want you to be happy. That's My Only Wish."
You were back into the present time. Water filled your eyes before spilling down your cheeks, you wished you could have lived how he wanted you to but you couldn't. You couldn't handle these feelings anymore. Let alone dealing with them alone. The longer you're sat here alone, the more you break Newts only wish. You wanted to see the way his face creased when he smiled, the way his eyes sparkled in front of the fire, and most of all you wanted to hear the sound of his voice telling you he loved you. You knew there was only one way to have even have the slightest chance to stop this suffering. And it was to end it all.
#newt x reader#newt#the maze runner#Newt x yn#newt imagine#tmr#tmr newt#fanfiction#newt tmr#newt angst
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𝑩𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 (𝑵𝒆𝒘𝒕 𝒙 𝑮𝑵! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)
Quick Summery: If you had just gotten to Newt a few minutes prior, you could’ve saved him...right? You could’ve told him everything you desired to admit. The small tiny creature that watched over you both in the Glade, now in Safe Haven flutters around you, like Newt’s angel smile. Now, you have tiny little guardian angels watching you for him.
Reader Key: (Y/N) = Your Name (Y/E/C) = Your Eye Color
Warnings: Death and slight angst
Adding Notes: I made a Newt Realizing His Love For You Playlist on Spotify! The link is here and I’d appreciate it if you guys would check it out. By the way, the collage above was made by me! I found all the pictures off of Pinterest <3
This Imagine is based off the song Butterflies by Kacey Musgraves
Run. That’s all you need to do. Get to him. Give him the cure and save him. Tell him the truth. That you love him, that you loved him the very moment you looked in those beautiful brown eyes. Keep going and don’t look back. Ignore the wails and screams of the Cranks that you swore were chasing you. That should give you the damn motivation! Keep running!
You gripped the small glass vial in your hand filled with the blue liquid, not daring to stop to catch a single breath, you had to keep going. You had to! If you didn’t, you would never be able to tell Newt you love him. How every single time you were with him, you just wanted to take his hand, look in his eyes before leaning in and feeling his soft lips crash onto yours gently. You wanted to tell him about the butterflies that erupted in your stomach when he’d whisper to you, his voice soothing you to slumber that nobody else could do like him.
Butterflies. Oh, how butterflies reminded you of him.
Flashback...
“What’s your favorite part of the Glade?” Newt asked you, you and him sitting in the forest like part of the Glade, leaning against a tree as Alby gave the both of you permission to take a twenty minute break from your jobs.
“Hm...” You thought for a few seconds, turning your head in his direction, seeing he was already looking at you with those warm brown eyes you fell for. “Probably..”
You began, still thinking of how to answer, until you noticed a small orange sulphur butterfly fly by gracefully, landing on top of Newt’s knee that was curled up to his chest. He followed your gaze, seeing the tiny creature on his knee, and let out a small chuckle.
“Well now, hello there.” He said, slowly raising a hand, outstretching his pointer finger near the butterfly. It fluttered it’s wings and landed gently on top of his finger, and he smiled down at it kindly.
You stared at him as he simply watched the butterfly flap it’s wings every now and again, still resting on top of his finger. You felt the corners of your mouth tug into a small smile, blush creeping on your cheeks, and you scooted closer to Newt, taking in the sight in front of you. “Beautiful.” You stated.
“It is.” He responded, now watching as the butterfly flew off into the sky, disappearing into the trees.
You weren’t talking about the butterfly.
End of flashback...
You gasped for breath as the tears rolled down your cheeks, stopping dead in your tracks as you saw the sight you prayed you wouldn’t meet. Newt’s corpse, covered in dark veins, his once soft hands now calloused, his brown eyes you loved staring longingly in now black and glistening with tears, his mouth slightly agape, a disgusting black and blue substance seeping out from his lips. You slowly walked forward, seeing the knife plunged in his chest, Thomas a few feet away, watching you. You dropped to your knees in front of him, cupping his cheeks.
The sounds of gunfire and the feet of your friends, Minho, Brenda, Frypan, and Gally almost silent behind you. “N-Newt..” You choked out, feeling his breathing become uneven.
With what little humanity inside him, he turned his head slowly towards you, you taking his hand and gripping it as tight as you could. “Newt, I love you.” You whispered, the uncontrollable sobs and hiccups escaping you.
You knew the truth all too well. He was going to die any minute now, and there was nothing you could do to stop it. It was set in stone. Inevitable. “(Y-Y/N),” He croaked, and you opened your eyes to meet his own, you shaking your head in disbelief, not wanting to accept the facts in front of you, “I..I..l-love..”
That was it. You felt his grip on your hand loosen, and his dark eyes stare up at the sky, no longer looking at you. The only sound you could hear now was your own scream. You screamed at the top of your lungs, cursing at yourself, cursing at the world who took him from you. If you had gotten there just a few minutes earlier, you would’ve saved him. You could’ve saved him!
After you were done screaming, your vision became blurry with the tears that clouded your eyes, you body almost feelings numb. Why...couldn’t it have been you? Why couldn’t God, or whomever or whatever controlled reality have made it you instead? Then, you felt Minho and Frypan’s arms around you lift you off the ground, and you didn’t even fight them.
You stared ahead as Minho lifted you over his shoulder, watching as the surrounded sounds of gunfire, helicopters, explosions, and Cranks, died down into a small shrieking sound in your ears. Then, everything went black.
~Later on, at Safe Haven~
You woke up to the sounds of beach waves crashing along sand, and chatter amongst others around the area. You raised up in the small bed you rested on, noticing a familiar jacket around your shoulders. Placing your hand gently on the sleeve, you realized it was Newt’s. After a few moments, you looked around, seeing huge tents around the area, small hills and mountains, and the view of the sparkly blue ocean.
You placed your feet on the wood below you, slipping your arms into the sleeves of Newt’s jacket, walking down the steps and made your way onto the sand, walking past a few people who smiled gently at you, continuing on your way. You stared ahead, wondering where you were. Heaven? Did you...die? If so, where’s Newt?
Then, you realized that wasn’t true when you felt someone’s hand placed on your shoulder. You turned around to be met with Minho, who looked at you with a gentle smile. “Hey, (Y/N).”
You smiled back, fully turning in his direction. He took you in his arms in an embrace, you returning it. You gripped the back of his shirt, squeezing your eyes shut as the tears welled in your eyes once again, threatening to fall. After what felt like hours, but in reality was only about three minutes, you both pulled away. You then noticed Brenda, Thomas, Frypan, Gally, Jorge, and Aris all behind him giving you smiles. You then realized you were in safe haven.
“Hey you guys.” You said with a small sniff and smile, everyone smiling back, and Brenda walking over, engulfing you in a hug, which you returned.
After a while, you and your friends, as well as other survivors, sat in front of a bonfire, the welcoming to safe haven making you feel warm. But not as warm as when Newt was with you. As everyone chatted and laughed with one another, you snuck away towards the beach, still wearing Newt’s jacket with you held tightly around yourself.
You felt the brown sand tickle the bottom of your feet as you continued your stroll, the small gusts of wind blowing your hair in front of your face, your (Y/E/C) eyes looking at the sand in front of you, every now and again raising to gaze at the ocean sunset in beside you, the mixture of pinks, oranges, yellows, and reds in the sunset, was just a beautiful sight to you.
The memories of you and Newt going to your favorite spot in the forest area to watch the sun set behind the walls was one of your favorite things to do with him. Now, watching the sun set in front of this luxurious sight, made you feel like he was right beside you, watching it with you. You didn’t feel alone.
You lowered yourself to take a seat on the sand, watching the water rise up to the sand every few moments a few feet away from you. You closed your eyes as you brought your knees to your chest, wrapping your arms around them. Closing your eyes, you enjoyed the solitude. Then, about five minutes later, you felt a gentle tickle on your pointed finger.
When you opened your eyes to look, you see a tiny orange sulphur butterfly resting, slowly fluttering it’s wings every now and again. You smiled gently. “Well now, hello there.” You giggled, before a tear crept down your cheek.
It stayed on your finger for only about a minute, before it picked itself up and flew away into the distance. “Beautiful.” You whispered to yourself, leaning back until you were laying on the sand, closing your eyes once again, the small field behind you filled with all sorts of flowers, as well as filled with orange sulphur butterflies, all flying around you in the gentle breeze...
#thomas brodie sangster#newt imagines#tmr newt#tmr#book series#the maze runner#newt x reader#yn stories#x reader#the maze runner x reader#minho tmr#thomas tmr#the maze runner imagines#the glue#wicked is good#thomas brodie sangster x reader#mama newt#newt x you#newt x yn#sad imagine#tmr collage#loving newt#gender neutral s/o#gender neutral imagine
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Request rules.
I don't write smut but I will write steamy make-out scenes and all that.
I will write fem!character x fem!reader, male!character x fem!reader, male!reader x male!reader. All of it including gender neutral reader.
I also only really write x reader fics.
My Masterlist - What I've already written, I update when I post.
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED DUE TO HAVING LOTS OF REQUESTS!
- Thanks for the requests though! :)
Keep an eye on this as I add more characters as I watch more shows/movies!
People/characters I will write for:
DYSTOPIAN and ACTION:
- Hunger Games - Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen, Haymitch Abernathy, Finnick Odair, Johanna Mason, Annie Cresta, Lucy Gray Baird, Sejanus Plinth.
- Maze Runner - Thomas, Newt, Gally, Minho.
- Kingsman - Harry Hart (Galahad), Gary "Eggsy" Unwin (Galahad), Hamish Mycroft (Merlin), Jack Daniels (Whiskey).
- Zombieland - Tallahassee, Columbus, Wichita.
- Luther - John Luther, Alice Morgan, Justin Ripley.
- Call of Duty - John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, König, Alejandro Vargas, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Valeria Garza, Keegan Russ.
- The Boys - Homelander, Starlight, Soldier Boy, Black Noir, Billy Butcher, Hughie Campbell, The Deep, Queen Maeve, A-Train, Translucent.
- Gen V - Marie Moreau, Emma Meyer, Jordan Li, Andre Anderson, Cate Dunlap, Luke Riordan and Sam Riordan.
- Fallout - Cooper Howard (pre and post Ghoul), Lucy MacLean, Maximus.
- The Walking Dead (I've only seen the first season so no spoilers please!!) - Rick Grimes, Glenn Rhee, Lori Grimes, Andrea
HORROR:
- Scream - Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Dwight "Dewey" Riley, Randy Meeks, Richie Kirsch, Sam Carpenter, Tara Carpenter, Chad Meeks-Martin, Mindy Meeks-Martin, Ethan Landry.
- The Lost Boys - Michael Emerson, David, Star, Marko, Dwayne.
- What We Do in the Shadows - Nandor the Relentless, Laszlo Cravensworth, Nadja, Guillermo de la Cruz.
- Late Night with The Devil - Jack Delroy
- Renfield - R.M Renfield.
- A Quiet Place (1&2) - Lee Abbott, Evelyn Abbott, Emmett.
- The Boy - Brahms.
- Fight Club - Tyler Durden, The Narrator.
- Alien - Ripley, Dwayne Hicks, Hudson.
- Saw - Adam Faulkner-Stanheight, Amanda Young, Peter Strahm, Mark Hoffman.
- The Crow - Eric Draven.
- Midnight Mass - Sheriff Hassan, Father Paul, Riley Flynn.
MARVEL:
- MCU - Tom Holland!Peter Parker, Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Bruce Banner, Steve Rodgers, Tony Stark, T'Challa, Stephen Strange, Logan, Scott Lang, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Valkyrie, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Bucky Barnes, Phil Coulson, Gamora, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson, James Rhodes, Pietro Maximoff, Druig, Sam Wilson, Shuri.
- Spiderverse - Hobie Brown, Miles Morales (both variations), Gwen Stacy, Miguel O'Hara, Pavitr Prabhakar, Peter B Parker, Spider Noir.
- X-Men and others (Deadpool etc) - Young!Charles Xavier, Young!Erik Lehnsherr, Nightcrawler, Jean Grey, Scott Summers, Nathan Summers, Wade Wilson.
DC:
- The Dark Knight Trilogy - Christian Bale!Bruce Wayne, Jonathon Crane.
- The Batman - Robert Pattinson!Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle.
- Justice League - Diana Prince (Wonderwoman), Arthur Curry (Aquaman), Clark Kent (Superman).
- Gotham - David Mazouz!Bruce Wayne, Jerome Valeska, Jerimiah Valeska, Alfred Pennyworth, Jim Gordon, Selina Kyle, Ed Nygma, Barbara Kean, Oswald Cobblepot, Victor Zsasz, Harvey Bullock, Jonathon Crane, Jervis Tetch, Victor Fries.
The Suicide Squad - Jared Leto!Joker, Harley Quinn, Rick Flag, Chris Smith (Peacemaker), Robert DuBois (Bloodsport), Chato Santana (El Diablo).
ANIME:
- Attack on Titan - Eren Yeager, Levi Ackerman, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Annie Leonhart, Sasha Braus, Erwin Smith, Miche Zacharius, Hitch Dreyse, Kenny Ackerman, Marco Bodt, Pieck Finger, Porco Galliard, Colt Grice, Bertholdt Hoover, Nicolo, Ymir, Zeke Yeager, Floch Forster.
- Demon Slayer - Giyu Tomioka, Mitsuri Kanroji, Obanai Iguro, Muichiro Tokito, Shinobu Kocho, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, Kanao Tsuyuri, Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Gyutaro, Daki, Enmu, Hinatsuru, Makio, Suma.
- Castlevania - Alucard, Sypha Belnades, Trevor Belmont, Carmilla, Lenore.
- Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Juuzou Suzuya, Touka Kirishima, Kuki Urie, Ayato Kirishima, Itori, Uta, Hideyoshi Nagachika.
- My Hero Academia - Shota Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada, Tenya Ida, Ochaco Uraraka, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Kyoka Jiro, Hanta Sero, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Itsuka Kendo, Tamaki Amajiki, Hitoshi Shinso, Keigo Takami, Mirko, Dabi, Himiko Toga, Jin Bubaigawara.
- Obey me - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon.
- Haikyuu! - Daichi Sawamura, Kōshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Tobio Kageyama, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Kiyoko Shimizu, Keishin Ukai, Tetsurō Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Tōru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Kōtarō Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Satori Tendō, Yūji Terushima, Kiyoomi Sakusa, Atsumu Miya, Osamu Miya.
- Avatar the Last Airbender - Zuko, Katara, Sokka, Aang, Azula, Ty Lee.
- Avatar: Legend of Korra - Korra, Asami, Mako, Tenzin, Iroh.
MUSIC:
- Waterparks - Awsten Knight, Geoff Wigington, Otto Wood.
- My Chemical Romance - Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Ray Toro, Frank Iero, (all the killjoys).
- Pierce The Veil - Vic Fuentes, Tony Perry, Jaime Preciado.
- All Time Low - Alex Gaskarth, Rian Dawson, Zack Merrick.
- Ice Nine Kills - Spencer Charnas, Ricky Armellino, Patrick Galante, Joe Occhiuti, Dan Sugarman.
- Palaye Royale - Remington Leith, Emerson Barrett.
- Others - Oli Sykes, Ronnie Radke, Andy Hurley, Brandon Flowers, Chris Motionless, Kellin Quinn,, John O'Callaghan, Josh Franceschi, Lzzy Hale, Hayley Williams, William Beckett, Noah Sebastian, Will Ramos, Will Ghould, Dave Grohl, Vessel (Sleep Token).
- Metal Lords - Hunter, Kevin, Emily.
SCI-FI:
- The Sandman - Dream, Corinthian.
- Prey - Naru, Taabe.
- Stranger Things - Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathon Byers, Max Mayfield, Robin Buckley, 001, Dimitri, Eddie Munson.
- Star Wars - Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Han Solo, Rey, Kylo Ren, Boba Fett, Poe Dameron, Din Djarin, Cal Kestis.
OTHERS:
- Barbie - Barbie, Ken.
- Monster High - Frankie Stein, Clawdeen Wolf, Cleo de Nile, Deuce Gorgon, Draculaura, Lagoona Blue, Abbey Bominable, Clawd Wolf, Gillington Webber, Heath Burns, Holt Hyde, Jackson Jekyll, Neighthan Rot, Operetta, Robecca Steam, Rochelle Goyle, Venus McFlytrap, Kieran Valentine, Porter Geiss.
- Euphoria - Rue Bennett, Jules Vaughn, Maddy Perez, Cassie Howard, Fezco, Lexi Howard, Nate Jacobs (nothing abusive).
- Wonka - Willy Wonka, Fickelgruber.
- Saltburn - Oliver Quick, Felix Catton, Farleigh Start, Venetia Catton.
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I know that's quite a long list and if you want me to write for a character not on there then just ask :)
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Hi can you write a harriet the maze runner x fem reader please maybe with an idea of (your the only girl in group A and then a wall opens and group A and group B gets connected and then you start a relation ship with harriet) that was just a suggestion you can write about anything love its okay if not and definitely don't feel pressured to make one xx💕💕😘😊💗❤️
AN: GUESS WHOS BACK! After a few months and my birthday I have returned. Hope you like this story Anonymous and I did decide to change a few things about the plot but I hope you still enjoy and sorry for the delay
Shot || Harriet x Fem!Reader
•Warning’s• blood, guns, gunshot wound (not fatal), the flare, slight swearing, probably incorrect medical information, part where reader is in bra but it’s not descriptive, angst if you squint, not edited or proof read
•Summary• After escaping the maze and the scorch you find yourself getting shot and falling for Harriet while she patches up your injury
You had just escaped WCKED and again now setting off with Jorge, Brenda, Aris and what was left of the gladers on a mission to find the right arm and to get to the safe haven.
‘We’re so close’ you thought as you got out of the car that had gotten you almost the entire way. The road was blocked by a bunch of abandoned cars several of them had been trashed
‘probably from when this all started and people were looking for supplies or ways to get out’.
The thought came to you as you looked through a cracked window of an old truck.
First you heard it. It was loud and clearly a gunshot then suddenly felt a hot pinch in your arm. You felt yourself being pulled to the ground in your daze you turned around seeing Frypan looking at you concerned.
“Keep pressure on your arm” he said as he moved your un-injured arm so the you could replace his hand on your wound.
Everything happened so fast and the next thing you know your being pulled up from the ground by someone you definitely didn’t know.
She was wearing a mask and had a rifle. But she had dark brown eyes. Brown almost black hair that she had styled in twist and she had tanned skin even though you couldn’t see her face you felt like you could trust her.
After a very confusing interaction between Aris a girl named Sonya and the girl who pulled you off the ground who you learnt to be called Harriet. They agreed to take you to the Right arm.
Along the way you found yourself walking next Harriet. “How’s your arm” She questions.
“It’s okay I guess for being shot.. Hurts like hell though” you say as you lift your hand off of the injury to look at it but quickly placing it back and applying more pressure as blood starts to leak out again.
“When we arrive we can get it looked at and bandaged up.” She said looking at you then quickly looking straight again.
“Yeah that sounds good” you say. The rest of the trip was silent.
[Time Skip]
You were sitting in the med tent when Harriet entered.
“Docs busy with your friend but luckily for you I know how to fix up a gun injury.. Do you need help to remove your shirt?” she says as she lets out a breathy laugh. You just nod as she carefully removes your shirt leaving you in your bra. She then sits down on a stool using a cloth to clean around the wound.
“This is going to hurt” she says while holding a pair of tweezers so they were just hovering over the hole using her other hand to stretch out the skin. Then carefully she pulls out the bullet.
“Fuck” you mumble squeezing your eyes closed.
Harriet them starts to bandage the wound on your upper arm.
“Wait here I’ll go get you a clean shirt.” She says before exiting the tent. She returns a few minutes later with a cream colored long sleeve shirt. “Here” she says holding it out to you.
“would you mind helping me?” You say looking up at her from this angle you could see just how beautiful she is, how her skin glows as she nods and how her hair falls in her face as she leans over you to help you pull the shirt on.
Her touch is warm and as she stands up you find yourself missing her warmth you both stare into each others eyes until the silence is broken.
“Dinners ready” you look over to the door of the tent to see Aris standing there looking at you both confused.
Harriet helps you stand up and guide you to a small log next to a campfire she tells you to sit before walking off and returning a few minutes later with two bowls of hot soup.
She hands you one and then sit’s down next to you and you both talk for hours. Then suddenly you hear a loud buzzing then you see a beam of light and feel a gush of wind.
Harriet acts fast grabbing her rifle then your hand and pulling you behind her as she yells out orders left and right.
You’re suddenly behind a car and all you can hear is gunshots, explosions and yelling. You cover your ears curling your knees up to your chest hiding your face in them.
Not even a minute later you feel yourself get violently yanked from the ground and then you feel it. A gun placed at your temple.
“Put your weapon down or else she dies!” The soldier yells. You start shaking your head left and right tears welling in your eyes as the barrel of the gun get pushed even closer to your temple forcing you to move your head on a diagonal so that your left ear is almost at your shoulder.
Harriet looks into your eyes before throwing her gun to the floor not even two seconds later she is being grabbed and pulled to a line up you not too far behind.
Your head gets pushed forwards and then the soldier calls out “A45” and then moves onto the next one.
You flinch when you feel something grab your hand but quickly relax when you look over and see Harriet holding onto your hand.
“It’s going to be okay.. I won’t let them hurt you” she whispers so that only you and her could hear.
[Time Skip]
After everything happened and the WCKED soldiers left taking almost half of what was left of the right arm you curled up next Harriet as she rested up against a large rock.
Your head rested on her shoulder and her arms wrapped around your waist in a protective manner as if she was scared that if she let go you would end up in the hands of WCKED just like Sonya and Aris. So that night you fell asleep in the arms of Harriet where you felt safe.
The End
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A Bit Feral
Ethan Landry x Reader x Spider
Scream 6
Summary: meeting your boyfriends feral side
Warning: chocking, double penetration, blow job, name calling, aged up characters
Yn/3rd person pov
"What did you say his name was again" I asked looking between my boyfriend and his doppelganger who was seated in the living staring at the TV as it played some weird cartoon.
"Spider ...... spider socorro he didn't really say much after that" ethan murmured as he scratched the back of his head I was about to go speak to the doppelganger when ethan blurted out "be careful he hasn't met anyone else besides me".
I slowly walked to the living and cleared my throat to get his attention "yn" he said scrambling to he's feet and hugging me tightly my eyes widened 'he knows me' I glanced at ethan who looked just as stunned.
"How do you know me" I squeaked out and breathed heavily when he finally let go he tilted his head and gave me a look of confusion "yn it's me" he said "dude you got the wrong girl" ethan murmured moving to stand beside me but spider growled before pushing him away and pulling me into his chest.
My minds filled with different possibilities or solutions "ethan spiderverse the spiderverse" I murmured looking at him and it clicked in his head "spider listen to me I'm not your yn" I said staring up at him and he gave me a confused look again "I'm yn yes but I'm a doppelganger or she's one but I'm not from your universes".
He let me go and I went to ethan to make sure he's ok i turned to spider to see him sit down and stare at the floor I glanced up at ethan and pecked his lips "I'm gonna make something to eat for you guys ok" I murmured and he nodded and went to sit by spider to get a bit more information out of him as I went into the kitchen to make some mac and cheese.
While making the food my mind winded back to when spiders arms were wrapped around my body and how his touch left goosebumps on my skin ethan would never do that to me he's to sweet and gentle but fuck I want it rough I bit my lip imagining spiders hand wrapped around me throat as he fucked me god I want it so bad.
I had to take a few minutes to calm down before bringing them the prepared food "careful it's hot" I murmured handing a bowl to spider which he happily took and started eating "you must be starving" I giggled sitting between him and Ethan before passing ethan his "thank you" ethan smiled and picked up the remote to put a movie one.
"Let's watch maze runner" I murmured glancing at ethan who mumbled an ok before putting it on "what is maze runner" spider asked and I was about to answer him but ethan did before "just a movie where yn has a crushes on all the characters especially newt" he grumbled "yeah basically" I laughed settling back on the couch.
-A Few Hours Later-
"I'm gonna go shower" ethan said as he got up and pecked my lips before heading to our room, me and spider sat in silence for a bit till he broke it "so explain to me about this whole multiverse thing to me again" he murmured turning to me "well it's like ethan is a copy of you and I'm a copy of your yn but our whole life is a complete different situation to yours" I explained.
He smiled as I started rumbling on and put his hand on my upper thigh making me shit up "see my yn also gets nervous when I do that" he growled and laughed as I gulped "I also know that my yn likes it hard and rough" he said leaning over slowly till his lips were a few inches away from mine "am I wrong".
And like an impulse I leaned up some my lips met his I know it was wrong but I just had to know what it feels like and our lips molded together passionately and my hands wrapped around his neck pulling him on top of me "fuck" I moaned as he moved his lips to my neck his hands running up and down my body "that's it" he growled against my neck.
His hands slipped under my shirt playing with my breasts "you wanna know something else my yn likes" he growled into my ear making me nod eagerly "this" he muttered before pinching both my nibbles "s-spider" I cried out my back arching into his hold he groaned as I grinded against him before pulling back "sit up" he muttered and helped me take off my shirt grinning down at my breasts.
"Please" I pleaded as his hands ran down to the waistband of my pants "can I" he asked "please" I mewled and watched carefully as he slowly pulled my pants down "your so fucking beautiful" he murmured laying gentle kisses over my skin "what the fuck" I jolted up to see ethan in nothing but sweat pants but spider didn't care and carried on "ethan it's not what it l-looks like" I tried to reason but spider stuck two of his fingers inside me.
"She likes it rough" spider muttered "w-what" he yelled stepping towards us "she likes it rough dude and I'm only giving her what you won't" spider said thrusting his fingers faster "fuck" I moaned out "i-is that true yn" ethan stuttered and I didn't want to answer him "answer him baby" spider smirked as he curled his fingers.
"Yes I'm so sorry ethan but fuck I need it rough" I cried out as I felt a knot began to form in my stomach "cum for me baby" spider chuckled as my body began to squirm and spasm "cumming" I whined as I clenched around his fingers.
"Fuck your gorgeous" he muttered pulling out his fingers and I looked guiltily at ethan my heart breaking at his broken expression "I'm really sorry ethan" I murmured looking at him but gasped as I saw something snap in his eyes "you want rough" he muttered and walked up to me grabbing my hair roughly and pulled me up kissing me roughly.
"Dam dude" spider laughed "get on the floor" ethan growled and forced me to the floor and my wetness only worsened, he pulled out his cock "suck" he said and I whined getting on my knees and taking him into my mouth "good bitch" he muttered taking a fist full of my hair "that's it dude" spider cheered getting off the couch sitting beside me.
Ethan took his cock out my mouth and decided I should take both of them as a punishment "fuck" I moaned sinking onto spiders cock as he layed underneath me "bounce bitch" he chuckled smacking my ass, I bit my lip as I started moving my eyes rolling as I rose and suck on his cock "lean forward" ethan growled pushing me against spiders chest as he settled behind me.
"Fuck" he cursed as he pushed in with spider and they only laughed as I screamed and cried out mocking my pitiful attempts to get away from him "nah uh your not going anywhere" spider laughed as they started thrusting hastily.
"To much" I cried my eyes rolling from the pain "you wanted this" ethan groaned wrapping his arms around my waist to rub my clit roughly "fuck" I cried as their cocks started to twitch inside me "fuck she's tight" spider groaned "fuck I'm cum inside her" ethan muttered as he started cumming making spider cum I cried out as I spasmed cumming as well.
"Is this what you wanted" ethan panted as he pulled out and settled beside us as I cuddled into spiders chest.
"Exactly what I wanted thank you"
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GALLY X READER
•Snippet from Chapter 8 of Project Griever: Council Hall (wattpad: bells_stories)
•ENEMIES TO FRIENDS TO LOVERS
"Hey I was looking for you." He says I wave bye to Minho and speak.
"Oh yeah? What for?" I say still remebering all the events from today.
"Why didn't you tell me about the Griever thing?"
"I thought Alby told you."
"Well clearly not. I wanted to say that I was sorry for the way I was speaking to you today. I know I can get heated I'm trying to work on it with you." He says and I can tell he's embarrssed because hes looking at the grass.
"Yeah I was going to bring it up but I appreciate you apolgizing Gal." I said and smiled.
"How are you feeling."
"Hm better now. Today was rough I felt everything all at once and it felt like shit. I felt like half of them didn't take me seriously and the other half do but are still wary of me which is so frustrating."
"It'll take time to build their trust."
"and yours." I said and he stopped walking,
"I trust you. I do." He says as if he's convincing himself of his very statement.
"Clearly not or you wouldn't fight me so hard on these things gal."
"I'm trying I am but I spent two and a half years like this you can just expect me to change over night." and he was right, I couldn't. It's hard for me to adapt to this life as it is but imagine being in his shoes everything being the same and then slowly everything starts changing. Your whole reality would get shifted.
"You're right I'm sorry. I noticed you volunteered to go with us though and I'm happy you did Gally. That's a start. I do notice gally, really I do." He smiles at me but now we are at the homestead and he's walking me up the stairs.
"Going to tuck me in again?" I say looking at him playfully.
"Oh I want to do more than that." he says in a husky voice and I feel butterflies in my stomach I opened my door and let him walk through.
"Like what?" I ask looking up at him. He pushes away a strand of my hair and kisses me lightly at first but then he deepens it with such intensity that I gasp and he pulls back.
"Is that okay?"
"more than." I say and I kiss him again. He has his hand tangled up in my hair and gently pulls on it while deepening the kiss, it was full of passion and caring but desire as well. Overwhelming desire. Then he breaks the kiss and looks at me.
"I know you may also have some feelings for the others. I just want to know that I won't hold you back from that." He says playing with my hair. "Just as long as you come back to me."
"always." I say and smile and plant one last kiss on his lips then I take off my shoes and I place the blanket over me. Gally is still there watching me closely and he places a kiss on my head and says
"goodnight yn." and with that he walks out and I sleep peacefully.
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ariadne's thread ⎯ pt. 5: forwards is backwards.
pairing(s): hyunjin x fem!reader, jisung & fem!reader
series summary: when tempted by an intoxicating offer by hyunjin the goblin king of the underground, you fight against him to find your own sense of self once more while in his labyrinth.
glimpse: With your new fae guide, Han, leading you upwards from the dungeons, you find yourself tangled up in the Gardens of the Labyrinth - will you be able to face the challenges of the twisting courtyards or the ever-present mysteries of your untrustworthy Labyrinth guide?
warnings/tags: inspired by the 1986' movie Labyrinth, follows majority of the movie's plot points with lore divergence, 3rd person POV, use of Y/N, mentions of drowning, man-eating plants, bickering, violence, strong language, faerie lore!!, fear, hyunjin isnt present in this chapter but han and yn bonding!! let me know if there needs to be more tags!
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“So, you know the dungeons pretty well, Han?” the Runner prompted.
The sigh that bubbled out of him was loud. His head lolled back all the way and he shut his jeweled eyes. Drama queen. They’d been walking for only a few minutes and yet the Runner seemed to have a million questions (despite this being her first, to her credit.) Again, Han was dramatic.
But perhaps it was the comfort of having someone by her side officially (with some crossing of fingers that Han was leading her towards the Castle and not to the beginning of the maze) or perhaps the false sunlight above them (that seemed to only grow more and more golden by the minute) that had lifted her mood. The Runner was feeling strangely optimistic. (Maybe it was the adrenaline rush of nearly being skewered by a cleaning machine too. What else could the Labyrinth and the Goblin King throw at her? A beautiful, magical garden apparently.)
Things felt brighter here beneath the Gardens’ rotunda. Both figuratively and literally. No longer were there flickering candles floating high above her or the ever-shifting fire pits in the high watch towers. No more hazy orange-red glows like her entire vision was consumed by a distant field of fire. Here in the Gardens, the light felt natural-ish. If she pretended, it could be a bright summer day in some rich mansion’s estate.
Magic glimmered and kaleidoscoped everywhere. Instead of the rock walls gleaming with magical remnant that shined in the candle light like a child had a field day with iridescent glitter, now the flowers that twisted throughout the well-maintained shrubbery sparkled, making the entire maze look like it was covered in dewdrop (and smell of rose, lavender, and mint.)
Sitting atop the hedges were mythical-looking beast topiaries, towering down over them with berried eyes of cherries, gingko nuts, and mulberries. Sometimes, it felt like they were watching them as they passed under their shadows. She swore she heard one growl as they passed, but all Han did was tut like he was scolding an unhappy lap-dog.
While the previous never-ending paths of the Labyrinth were dry, old, and dusty, there was a heavy humidity in the air here, only encouraged by the false light radiating from the dome above them. The sunlight felt far too strong to be real burned her cheeks and made sweat bead at her forehead. Han had even rolled up his sleeves to his shoulders, giving her a view of his biceps that glimmered with magic remnant and a sheen of sweat.
They had passed by many large courtyards, and each time Han had taken her wrist and led her along muttering ‘no, not that way’ as if she were a child. It had begun to make her roll her eyes and drag her feet. Each of these courtyards held possibilities of new paths, and they were just passing them up.
There were some that held large pond of dancing waters glimmering in the false light. Those blue-shimmering pixies bathed in the waters, chittering and chattering amongst the bubbling spring. They reminded her of mosquitos fluttering around a swamp. Her bite at the junction of her thumb and forefinger itched.
Another courtyard had towering statues of what looked to be chess pieces with big carves faces that made her pause in her step, wondering if they were like the trolls in the oubliette or simply statues of granite? Han didn’t let her linger to find out, simply marching by.
One of the courtyards had gigantic-humanoid dancing flowers, their vines twisting in a nonexistent wind as they moved with magical spores in the air. Their root-like legs bent this way and that as they prowled in a wild thrashing waltz. Han tugged her along quickly then.
Everything was so bright and lively here. Occasionally, she swore she could hear footsteps following them though. Her head was constantly looking back, double checking their path. Was it the King? Was it a creature?
She glanced backwards once more.
Nothing.
Instead of answering her, Han’s head lolled forward and he pouted suddenly: “Why do you keep calling me Han? You’re smart enough to know that was a lie – you heard the King! You know my true name.”
He muttered out dejectedly, crossing his arms as he glowered petulantly. Han hated that the King had used his true name… perhaps that was why he had let out Hyunjin’s name as well. His hand rose to wipe at his forehead with his handkerchief.
“You don’t have to pretend,” he added after a miniscule moment.
“It’s not the name you gave me though,” the Runner argued lightly. “If you don’t want me to know, then I won’t.” She shrugged.
He grumbled in return, pocketing the handkerchief in his pants. Sighing out, she reached out to grab his arm, turning him around to face her. His eyes widened in surprise as they came to a stop – the first stop since they began their trek through the Gardens.
“You didn’t introduce yourself as Jisung,” she told him. “I assumed you didn’t want to be called it – do you wish to be called Jisung by me?”
It was straight-forward and honest – he was surprised. Humans were rarely that way. And she was getting better with how she phrased things. He couldn’t help the pride and surprise tingling up his tail bone.
“I—” his mouth tumbled open, gaping like a fish for a moment. Petite bunny-like teeth shined in the magic-light. “I mean, I said Han before.” He admitted quietly.
She laughed, and he realized two things. One) That he was being foolish, too anxious from being away from the Desert Sea. Two) That he liked her laugh; it was nice to hear rather than her sighs of annoyance and pained yelps. Or her sadness. His lips twitched with a smile.
“You did, so I’ll call you whatever you tell me to call you,” she replied.
It was strange. Most fae folk would jump at the opportunity to know someone’s true name. It held power over that person. Hells, he even used her name with that in mind (even if it seemed to be a mute effort with the ancient magic of the Runner protecting her.) Yet here was this human who was just… shrugging it off. Purposely ignoring his true name for his own comfort.
It wasn’t the fae way.
“Okay. . . “, he mumbled, unconvinced and confused before pouting.
This must be a trick he decided.
“I don’t care what you call me.” He huffed turning away and walking ahead.
“Understood.” She saluted teasingly. “Han.”
The addition of his chosen name made his lightly-pointed ears turn a lavender-blush.
“C’mon, keep up!” he called as finally chose an entry way to turn into. They rounded the corner.
“You still didn’t answer my question,” she complained.
He laughed out loud, the sound chiming in the air like coins being tossed for a bet, and she couldn’t help but smile at it.
They entered a big courtyard after the next couple of turns and twist. The courtyard, if you could even call it that, was overflowing with plant. Huge terracotta vessels of kiln-browned pottery housed large blooms curling out of them. Blooms that had far too many twisting vines that linked and unlinked, twisted and chained into one another, building what was only comparable to a jungle. Creating a web of vinery and stems, wriggling and writhing, they shifted that way and this way like thousands of overlapping snakes. Some of the flowers lunged at one another with a screeching sound so high pitched it made her shoulders raise to her ears reflexively. A sharp pain shot through her head.
There was no way around them – no pathway on the circumference of the room. The only way to get through the patio was to go through the jungle of blooms.
Easy.
“Don’t touch any of the plants here,” Han warned her immediately, jeweled eyes serious as they met hers.
Okay, not so easy.
But at least she knew. If she were alone, she feared she would’ve pushed and shoved her way through. She didn’t know why she couldn’t touch them but she wouldn’t. She had to try to trust Han, after all, he was her only hope in this place.
Squatting, the faerie and the human began to navigate through the jungle of vines. Her hands were tucked close to her sides, observing the purple and red plants as they snarled silently at one another.
They were large blossoms, the size of her head in some cases. Their colors were striking with deep lavenders and blood burgundies. Y/N could tell they were sentient-ish. They waved and twisted and hissed and screeched. If anything, they were like animals she assumed.
But as they passed by, with Han leading the way as he pushed some stray leaves aside for her to wiggle by, the flora grew curious. They loomed closer and closer. She felt some even breathing at her, sniffing at her with interest.
One got close enough that she saw how the redden petals curled and pried itself open to reveal what had to be a mouth of some sorts with rows and rows of sharpened emerald thorn-like teeth ready to devour its prey. Her.
Han’s hand swooped in closer grasping the stem of the red bloom as it lunged at her and tugging it away firmly. She heard a high-pitched wail that made her ears crackle, snap, and pop
“Some of these are man-eating plants.” Han had to say then as he bared his teeth at the flower.
“What about you?” she exclaimed, eyes widening as she watched the encounter. She was waiting for the plant to snap at him at any moment. But all it did was sniff at his wrist, his long fingers still wrapped around the base of the ruby red flower’s stem like he was holding a pup by the scruff of its neck. The blossom nuzzled his arm, almost pleadingly.
“Not a human,” he replied simply before releasing it with a huff. He scratched the bloom’s ‘underbelly’ before passing it.
“What are you?” she retorted, following after him. Dodging a lunging flower, her voice was an octave higher. “You said you weren’t of fae blood,” another flower bared its thorny fangs, “you aren’t of human blood. You look pretty humanistic to me.”
He scoffed as he ducked his head under a collection of vines before rising to stand on the other side of the man-eating jungle of flora.
“Rude.” Han commented. “I look way better than you humans.”
With a hand pushing aside the last remaining vines, he crouched back down on his heels and watched as the Runner crawled away from a rose that had trailed after her with a blooming mouth aching for her rubied blood. Running, she escaped the last flower and stood beside a calm Han, huffing and puffing from her struggles.
She offered a bashful smile. He deadpanned, tugging her up to stand.
“Mind your business. It’s rude to ask a stranger their bloodline.” He added, picking a stray leaf from her hair.
He turned and faced the newest archway of greenery. Hands on his waist, he paused before picking a direction – leftwards.
“We aren’t strangers,” she muttered out.
“We are acquaintances with similar goals,” he complied. “You want to get to the Castle. You have my things. I must follow you to get them back – simple as that.”
She rolled her eyes again as they turned down another path.
“How is it following when you are leading me?”
“How’d you get sucked into being a Runner anyways?” he queried, pushing an unkempt hedge’s greenery out of the path.
“Made a wish while reading a book. I’ve read tales of fae and the Underground since I was a little girl. . . I didn’t know that this would happen.”
“Yeah,” he sighed out through his nose. “Better than wishing away someone on purpose though. That’s what usually happens.” He countered looking at her over his shoulder. “Humankind’s children are bad Runners. We’ve had our fair share of mothers and fathers who have taken up the Challenge too. Not many succeed.”
“That’s sad.” She muttered. Han made a sound of indifference.
Was he wished away? Maybe that was why he was touchy about his bloodline?
“Han, how do you know the Labyrinth so well?” she asked again. “You knew the ins and outs of the dungeons –“
“The oubliette,” he interrupted.
“The oubliette,” she corrected before continuing on,” but you were outside the Labyrinth when we met… seemingly for a while.”
His footsteps slowed as she asked her questions. His eyes turned up to look at the false sunny sky high above them intensely. He stopped completely.
“Han?” she asked after a moment.
His eyes were flickering this way and that. Looking from one painted cloud to the next. Before, he let out a curse in a language she didn’t understand. The word was sharp and cutting – so at the very least she knew it was a swear.
“Sorry, you don’t have to answer if its—”
“No,” he interrupted, shutting his eyes as his head fell back to look forward once more. “Not that. Its—I don’t know where we are.” He admitted through gritted teeth.
“Oh?” Y/N replied simply.
“Yeah,” he hissed out, glancing backwards down the path. He licked his lips before looking back the way they were headed. “Damn.”
“I mean, that’s not too bad,” Y/N admitted with a soft shrug. “I didn’t know which was to go so let’s just keep going.” She walked ahead of him for once since entering the gardens, taking the reins once more.
“There are tricks everywhere,” he countered. He hadn’t walked a single step.
“We can handle it,” she reached a hand out to him, smiling easily. “We have so far. We’re a pretty good team!”
He looked at her outstretched hand before walking past her with a grumble of ‘this is why I never attempted the Labyrinth by myself.’
Interesting. So not a Runner she noted as she followed after Jisung.
Walking together side-by-side, they paused at each corridor of hedges, peering down them together before deciding together. This way, then that way, let’s go right… wait, we’ve been this way – we need to find a different path. Their murmurs were hushed as they worked together.
“To answer your question, I know a lot of the Underground because I live here,” he commented minutes later.
“Does everyone know the King by name?” she queried in reply.
Han’s gaze hardened as he looked over at Y/N.
“No,” he hummed. “Not many do.”
“So, you sound important.”
His eyes nearly bugged out of his skull. Important? When was the last time he felt important, let alone was called important. He wished he could do a spit take it was so humorous.
“You’re kidding me,” he spluttered out.
Her eyes were confused, brows crinkling down over them.
“What?” she asked. “It sounds like you’re important – I don’t know if it’s a good important or bad important. You did know the dungeons inside and out. That troll greeted you like he knew you positively! But the King was not kind to you . . . Were you stuck down there once?” she asked.
Han’s nose turned up. “Remember when I said it was rude to ask about bloodlines, its rude to ask if people were imprisoned, Y/N.” There’s a beat. “And the King is not kind to everyone.”
“You aren’t answering my questions, Han.” She countered.
He huffed. “Yes, I did,” he whined. “I’ve lived here my entire life – which is much longer than your little human life. So, I know places and people and ways and rights and lefts and wrongs and things.”
She rolled her eyes as they followed the path to the right to entered into another courtyard suddenly.
It was empty at first. The sounds of a fountain’s loud spluttering and splashing filled the empty air but like many things in the Labyrinth things were always more than they appeared. One blink and there was a wiry, too-long limbed figure at the lone fountain of the courtyard. Their appearance made the Runner jolt into Jisung, surprisedly. He too jumped back.
The creature in the courtyard was besides a large fountain, embedded into the hedges. It had elaborate tile work making up the fountain’s backing, but also a sculpture acting as the spout. It was a statue of a man, bearded and old, ‘spitting’ into the fountain with puffed-up cheeks. The water spluttered and splattered loudly, churning up large bubbles of soap and suds. Water-soaked stones were green with algae. Black mold crept up the base of the water fountain’s tiles, crawling like thick lichen ‘til it reached the water’s surface. A wicker-basket of darken fabrics bobbed up and down in the roiling waters.
The figure at the water’s edge was boney-thin with long white hair that had a sheen of oil to it as if it hadn’t been washed in days. Her face was gaunt, but she didn’t seem to be an elderly woman somehow despite the sight of her hands. Her hands were wrinkled beyond belief. Leathered and pleated skin around prominent knuckles. They were water-wrinkled and water-logged, purplish and fat, as they plunged into the frothing water of the fountain to scrub at what looked like dark linen pants against a smoothened rock. She shifted and sloshed the water about before grabbing another smooth rock to clank, clank, clank against the pants in the water.
Her own attire – long-flowing skirt of stony grays and marshy greens – were water-soaked and growing fungus along the patterned smock. As she washed, Y/N swore she saw the milky-white water full of soapsuds turn muddy with blood, but in the next blink, it was normal once more.
Jisung leaned in to whisper in the Runner’s ear,” Y/N, do not look away from her.”
She nodded slowly, but her hand reached down to grasp Jisung’s tightly. His rings were cold and pinched at her skin unpleasantly. But they kept her in the present as she heard the woman begin to crow a tune. It was sorrowful and heavy. The bubbling water fountain’s splutter and splatter was an instrument to her tune.
She couldn’t understand the lyrics; they were sung out in a language forgotten by her kind. But she felt it. She could feel the song. Heaviness hung over her slowly but surely. Suffocating her, gravity felt like it clung to her skin, as heavy as the never-ending humidity under the rotunda of the Gardens. She took a deep breath in but it felt like she breathed in soil or water. It felt like she breathed in the song as she was filled with overwhelming sadness. Her lungs ached and burned against her ribs. It felt like someone was leaning against her back with their entire weight, like someone was going to drown her or bury her alive. It was woeful and fearful and sad.
Swallowing, she squeezed Jisung’s hand as they crept forward into the courtyard. His voice was low, lower than the song that the woman cried.
“We can sneak across as long as we-“
“Hello,” Y/N’s voice broke through the mournful melody tumbling out of the fae’s lips.
And like that, the water’s bubbling stopped. The song ceased despite the fae’s mouth remaining open, mid-lyric.
Jisung held her hand tighter, eyes burning and aching to roll – but he kept them on the wench with purpose.
The fae didn’t turn to look. She continued to wash, wash, wash. But the sound of the rock splashing into the water, scrubbing at a stain in the dark fabric, no longer was audible. There was a ringing sound in her ear, distant but ever-present and growing louder and louder until-
“A young woman,” the fae’s voice was dissonate, high and yet low. The tones clashing as they echoed in the oddly quiet air.
Her neck swiveled eerily as she finally looked away from her task, despite her hands continuing to clank the rock against the fabric in a steady beat. Her eyes were a milky white, red rimmed as if she’d been crying. Her face, that Y/N swore was young a moment ago, was strange looking. Wrinkled-cracks of aged skin only was present in the tear tracks down the fae’s cheeks, resulting in her face looking almost like a rippled reflection in a pond. Her opaque eyes looked upon Y/N with little interest; a dead stare. Yet her plumped blue lips pressing into a firm line as she shifted her eerie eyes to Jisung.
“And you.” It was hissed.
Jisung’s smile was bashful, free hand raising to rub at his neck. He wished he could look away.
“Hello,” he breathed, nervously.
“What is a fair maiden doing with the likes of him?” the woman’s voice sounded shrill and sharp, and Y/N noticed that her drowned-lips didn’t match the shape of the words that were spoken. It was as if the words left the fae’s mouth too soon.
“He’s my friend,” Y/N replied. “He’s helping me.”
“Friend,” the creature breathed out, the word sounding like a death rattle.
“Yes, I’ve only just met him, but– please, can you tell–” Jisung squeezed her hand painfully so. “That is-- I have to get to the Castle at the end of this Labyrinth; do you know the way, please?” she rephrased her query.
There was a haunting laugh, dissonant and unfeeling.
“He does not know,” the fae stated. “That is true karma there.”
Jisung winced.
“I—I’m not looking for trouble, please. I am – I’m the Runner,” Y/N said, the title feeling odd against her teeth. But the fae’s milky eyes widened with recognition.
“I’m just trying to return home. That’s all I want.”
The air somehow grew cold as if they were in a marsh rather than a false-lit garden. The hairs on the back of Y/N’s neck stood up and a shudder wracked through her violently.
“Poor maiden,” the fae cooed out. It was strange how that heavy feeling against her back lifted gradually as the fae eyes filled with tears. The bubbling brook’s sputtering gradually rang back into life.
“Y-Yes,” the Runner continued, tongue heavy in her mouth.
The fae gestured for her to come closer with one water-swollen hand. Jisung held her hand tighter, white knuckled with his nails prying into her skin. He bit down on his tongue before he could whimper out her name. Her hand escaped his as Y/N was drawn forward, like she was pulled on a string.
Her eyes hadn’t left the banshee’s – as Jisung warned. As she approached, she could smell the utter stench of stale water, rotten oil, and rotting pine-wood. The creature’s head tilted down as if to instruct her to sit. And she did. There was no fear now – no discord of tones or echoes of the banshee’s voice in her ear as she knelt beside the creature.
The fae continued to wash and wash with one hand; the wicker-basket leaked blood into the cloudy water. The tendons of the fae’s arm looked gaunt. It must hurt and yet her attention was locked on Y/N. Perhaps she needed help.
“Do you need help with that?” Y/N offered, her chin gesturing to the laundry.
The fae’s hand reached out and cupped the human’s cheek. Her hand was spongey as she caressed her cheek but the way the fae brushed her skin was the way a mother would to its child. Soothing, gentle, and kind.
“Sweet maiden, poor maiden,” the fae coddled as she shook her head slowly.
“I’ve seen many young ones snatched away by the Challenge,” the faerie’s words felt less dissonant, growing fuller with each word. In fact, she could almost feel a warmth rounding out the woman’s words. Her eyes were ever-distant as she spoke, staring through Y/N. “None have crossed my path before you – I shall give you the advice I yearned to give their small souls.”
Y/N breathed out in relief: “Thank you, miss.”
The fae hummed out a mournful tune.
“I shall give thee aid with this. The way forwards is sometimes the way back.” She advised. “Quite often, it seems like we aren’t getting anywhere when, in fact,” the hand clashing the rock against the pants ceased with a splash. She lifted the fabric out of the suds, the weave loose and rotting from soaking in the water. She plopped it down onto the stone besides her; water splashing onto Y/N in the process. “We are.”
Swallowing, the Runner nodded, unsure how to use this advice but it felt like this was the better case scenario that could’ve happened.
“I’m not getting anywhere at the moment,” she admitted.
The fae brushed her hair behind her ear, and somehow despite the slimy hand, it felt like her mother brushing her hair when she was a little girl.
“That’s when one must look within,” the fae hummed. “Look within, child.”
She nodded solemnly.
“My favor upon you,” the fae woman croaked as her hand left the Runner’s face and returned to the laundry. “For you. . . and your friend.”
Y/N smiled. Her hands pushing herself up from the cold puddle, her pants now saturated in dark water.
“Alms, if you have any, dear child,” the voice was garbled, and it didn’t come from the banshee, so far as Y/N could tell.
And she’d listen, if Jisung had clawed at her hand like he had. It felt like she had to. Respect was important. She’s seen Hyunjin’s eyes flash into storms at her attitude This woman felt ancient, old and fragile and yet powerful – if Jisung was afraid.
Swallowing, her hands grazed her body, brushing over Jisung’s jewels. She could hear Jisung’s breath hitch behind her before she left the smooth gems. Instead, she fiddled with the ring on her finger. Something she’s had for years, used to pretend to be a princess with as a child. Her mother had many times slid the ring onto her tiny finger and proclaimed her a bride during make-believe. It was costume jewelry – a false emerald framed by a copper metal – that she had started wearing when she found the box of jewelry under her bed. Collecting dust.
Tugging it off, her finger had a ring of green around it from the metal. She offered it to the woman.
“Thank you for your advice,” she thanked. “I can spare this.”
The woman grasped it with both of her water-swollen hands, thumbs brushing over the false gem before dropping it into the waters below. The world whirled to life loudly. Water bubbled; the birds chirped; Jisung huffed far behind them.
“On your way, fair maiden,” the banshee encouraged. “Remember.”
Y/N nodded, backing away and finally peeling her eyes away from the fae and turning away to see Jisung’s stare. A mixture of horror and awe.
“Let’s go, Han,” she whispered, walking towards him, and grabbing his hand solidly. “Let’s go.”
And walked back the way they came.
Her breath was shaky as they finally escaped the fountain’s noises and walked down the path they had walked moments ago. Her face felt damp, water droplets clinging to her skin and sliding down like tears. She wiped at it with the back of her sleeve.
“I don’t know how you did that,” Han breathed out, hand going to push his curls back in shock. His other hand in hers was clammy and wiggly, but nothing compared to the wrinkled, wet hand of the fae. “Do you know what that was?”
Y/N shook her head. “No… I think she didn’t like you.”
“That was a banshee; you’re lucky she didn’t drown you in the water,” he insisted.
“She just seemed sad,” Y/N commented instead.
“I couldn’t hear what she was saying to you after you let go of my hand; what happened?” Han questioned as he sped up to be side-by-side with the Runner, hand dropping hers.
“She gave me advice and her favor.”
Han wowed at her silently, trailing behind her in awe.
“You’re crazy, Y/N,” he muttered. “A human approaching a banshee like that – interrupting her melody,” he tsked deep in his throat. His hands went to his waist as they walked along. “Was her advice to turn back?” he queried sassily.
She looked over her shoulder at the fae, who’s eyes seemed to take her in with a different light. He looked surprised despite his snide comment of turning back.
“Sort of,” she admitted. “It just felt right. Besides, if I’m wrong, I feel like we could pass her if we had to retrace our steps. Now, I’ve got a question for you - how did she know you?” Y/N retorted.
His face fell into that familiar wide-eyed look as if he was caught with his claws in a cookie jar. He looked guilty as he looked aside at the hedge to his right.
“Oh – again, I know people,” he replied casually.
“Mhm,” she hummed unconvinced.
Han purred in his throat, in return.
There was silence for only a fleeting moment before his footsteps hurried forwards until they matched her gait. He was walking backwards now, facing her as he asked, poutful and whiny: “Hey, question from me now: why did you call me that back there?”
Sounds of footsteps behind them made them pause; Jisung’s hand going to her arm as they froze. They paused in their walk. A shift in the winds roared to life, whirling dust into small tornados around their feet. Their hair danced into their eyes, each one reaching up to push the stands aside. The winds died as soon as it came, but the noises didn’t
There was a whispering in the air like the chittering of bugs rubbing their hard-shelled limbs together like violins or the crackling of wood being devoured in a fire pit. Han and Y/N were paused in the middle of a hedge’s path now. A rustling echoed around them like a creature was crawling and hopping between the branches of the shrubbery.
“Y/N,” Han tugged her arm as he tried to track the movement of the brush. The leaves fluttered and rattled as some force pushed its way through the shrubbery. The Runner hushed him, hand sliding to grasp his once more. The duo was quiet for a moment as they looked around their surroundings.
The leaves rustled and shifted around them, whistling, and whispering as they shuddered and shook. It sounded like a windy day; the way trees shift and rub against one another in melodic tunes. Old, crinkled leaves tumbled off dark branches as an opening crackled open in front of them with a groan of birchwood and oak. The vines and leaves writhed as they withered out of the way to form a new archway high above them. Groaning, rattling, trembling leaves. And then silence. A new path was there – ready to be explored.
It was silent once more, and the pair’s eyes rose from the new archway to each other.
“I haven’t seen that happen before,” Han admitted, quietly to her. He understood why Hyunjin was fascinating by her now – why he wanted her. Why he had taken the wish of hers on the stroke of midnight on the highest peak of the moon.
The pair jumped as the hedges trembled again, fluttering almost, but nothing major happened except for their shiver in and out. Like they sighed, inhale and exhale. Exhausted from their efforts.
Leaning forward, Y/N observed the new pathway. It curved and snaked one way unlike the previous pathways they’ve taken where it had gone straight, onwards for forever before they hit a dead end with either a left or a right to be made.
Maybe – the banshee’s advice was right. Maybe going backwards was going forwards sometimes.
Letting go of Han’s hand, the Runner entered the new pathway and, after an anxious pause, Han followed. His fingers played with her bracelet on his wrist as he took a few quick steps to catch up with her. Once inside, the hedges shuddered and grew to fill in the entrance behind them.
The Runner paused, head swiveling only to see the hedges finish closing in their new entranceway.
“Okay, so we’re stuck going this way,” she mumbled before they began to walk once more.
The silence between them could only last so long before she wondered aloud. “I called you what?” she asked as they walked onwards.
The path curved and she swore she could hear footsteps following them for sure. But like before nothing was behind them when she glanced over her shoulder.
“Oh, oh – you called me your friend,” Han replied. The words ‘your friend’ sounded forced as if he had never heard of the term before. It was foreign and strained coming out of his pretty mouth.
“Because you are,” the Runner said simply. Looking over her shoulder at him, she took in his distrustful, anxious form with a snort. He spun the plastic beads around his dainty wrist over and over. She offered him a genuine smile. “You’re my only friend down here, Han.”
Han stuttered in his step, tripping over his feet at her honest words. He’s had enemies, lovers, and allies. He couldn’t remember the last time he had someone to call a friend – except maybe… for him.
He liked it. He missed it. He felt his cheeks burn, and his chest tighten as he looked away from the Runner, who had already focused her gaze back on their new trail.
“Oh. I – I like that,” he whispered out. And he sounded honest. No wittiness to his words, no snark. Just an open sigh of a reply. “I didn’t think we—”
His voice was interrupted by a feral roar that sounded like a mix between a tiger and a bear. Animalistic and angry. Han’s eyes widened to size of saucers as he immediately turned around from their path, running.
“Wait! Han!” Y/N cried out, reaching for the back of his vest like many times before. It escaped her grasp as he squirmed away.
Continuing to walk backwards, hands up in defense, he shook his head back and forth insistently.
“Keep the stuff, I don’t care – I’m not getting torn up by whatever that is!” he argued over the loud rolling growls.
“This path has to be the way – the hedges literally opened up for us,” The Runner argued, trying to grab his arm.
“I don’t care, I’m not walking towards certain death. No banshee’s favor. No human’s sneaky tricks. I’m going back!” Han screeched, evading her hands and slapping at them with wild gestures. When she managed to grasp his arm, he tugged himself away from her with a hiss.
“I’ll find a way out! I’ll claw through the hedges; I’m not going that way!” he cried out. His words were almost overpowered by the growls and screeches.
“You said you’d help!” she yelped out. “I thought we were friends!”
Han was too anxious to even think as he yelped, “No, no, I don’t have any friends – I mean, I --- I can’t I just.. I’m sorry.” He spluttered out as he ran away.
“You coward!” she cried out as he escaped from view. Huffing, she turned back to face the cacophony of growl, grunts, roars, and the occasional yell of ‘Stop it!’ bombarding her from the nearby archway. It was the only way forward.
It sounded monstrous and scary but the Runner couldn’t help but feel in her bones that this was the way. Maybe it was the banshee’s favor or optimism. Glancing up, she could see the Castle, ever in the distance, straight ahead of her. She had only so many hours left and, with the weight of Han’s treasures on her hip, she realized she had to face it alone. Holding her breath, she crept forward.
All she had to do was step into the newest courtyard of danger.
#skz x reader#jisung x reader#han jisung x reader#skz imagines#stray kids x reader#stray kids imagines#hyunjin imagines#hyunjin angst#hyunjin reactions#stray kids scenarios#stray kids fanfic#stray kids fantasy au#han jisung imagines#jisung imagines#jisung reactions#han jisung reactions#jisung angst#han jisung angst
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Masterlist
Teen Wolf
She looked at me as if there was something worth seeing in me(Theo R.)
I think we lost her(Theo R.)
Because I love you you little piece of shit(Theo R.)
I think we lost her II(Theo Raeken)
Morning Love(smut(Theo R.))
Friends Dont look at friends that way(Malia H.)
You belong with me(Stiles S.)
You're beautiful just the way you are(Stiles S.)
First time you ever listen to me( Sister reader)
You got the devil on your team(Void Stiles)
Maze Runner
He was only 17(Newt)
Marvel
Keep your head up soldier(The Winter Soldier)
TVD/TO
Elijah Mikelson x Reader Headcannon
Yandere Klaus Mikelson x Reader Headcannon
Multifandom
I don't want to forget
A letter from Y/n to reader
SUPERNATURAL
POV series wich include a mini stories of Winchester little sister reader.
Why and how this is going to go...
⛥⛧Pilot-01x01
part 1
part 2
⛥⛧Flashback series
" flash news. you have a little sister"
"promise you wont leave"
POV: The Winchesters have a little sister 1 2 3
Supernatural masterlist.
Requests are open for:
Stranger Things
Narnia
Lort
#teen wolf#marvel#the vampire diaries#theo reaken#klaus mikaelson#stiles stilinski#narnia#supernatural#theo raeken smut#theo raeken x reader#theo raeken imagines#theo raeken#the maze runner#newt x reader#newt tmr#tmr newt#yn x bucky barnes#bucky barnes x y/n#the winter soldier#stiles x lydia#stiles stilinksi x reader#stiles sister#teen wolf x y/n#teen wolf x reader#multifandom rp#elijah mikelson headcanno#elijah x human reader#elijah mikaelson#yn x klaus mikelson#klaus mikealson smut
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THE MAZE RUNNER: WRITING MASTERLIST
Gally
Headcanons
Cocktail Bar: Barman (Ask For Angela) *NEW* || Cocktail Bar: Bouncer || How He Deals With Fem!Reader Glader's Period Cramps || How He Reacts to an Accident-Prone, Fem!Reader Glader || Finding a Scared Fem!Reader in the Box
Writing
‘Tick': Extract [CRACKFIC]
In an attempt to flee your pursuers, you jump realities and return to the Glade, where you hope your friends are still alive and well.
Friendship, Adventure, Fluff, Romance if you squint at the end || 2800 words || Extract || Warnings: Canon-typical threat.’
Minho
Headcanons
Cocktail Bar: Barman
Newt
Headcanons
Cocktail Bar: Server
Writing
We're Almost Free
The future is so close. You aren't willing to let Newt give up now.
Angst, Canon Fix-It, Happy Ending || 2200 Words || One-Shot/Part One of Collection || Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence.
By Your Side (I’ll Stay Forever) ~ [Part 2 of We’re Almost Free]
You subdued Newt during the attack on the Last City, but now that you’re here in the Safe Haven, what will it take to get him to wake? And will Newt still be in there when he does?
Light Angst with a Happy Ending, Post Canon, Canon-Divergence || 1900 Words || Part 2 || Warnings: none.
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[FULL WRITING MASTERLIST]
#don't mind me just organising#writing masterlist#the maze runner#gally#newt#tmr#x reader#x you#x yn#maze runner#scorch trials#glade#gladers#reader insert#will poulter
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Best Friends Brother
A/N: made this one last night sorry it’s kinda short. It’s not that good but enjoy! :) also gif is not mine.
Dating Harry but people thinking you and Tom are together because you're in a movie together but in an interview all of that changed.
As you sat in a lounge waiting for the interview to start you sat next to Harry watching him scroll through the footage he was taking during the press. The footage mainly focused on you because he loved looking at you, you were the love of his life, he never felt anything like this before. “You need to take more stuff of your brother, the fans like him more.” she said as he chuckled. “Well i like you more.” he said as she started blushing. “Well i like you too.” she said as she held his hand.
Once tom got there the interview face was ready, you both entered waiting for the interviewer and harry started rolling as you saw he placed the camera. All you did was smile and he smiled back looking at your lovely face. Before the interviewer came in you blew a kiss, as he took it and blew one back.
“He is literally so whipped.” Tom says as you laugh. “Fuck off tom.” harry said as you smiled at him. “Well he's not lying.” you say as tom laughs, “youre lucky youre so cute,” he says as the interviewer walked in.
“Hey guys sorry i'm late, traffic.” he said as you nodded. “Don't worry about its fine.” you said as he sat down. “Don't worry mate, happens to the best of us.” tom said as the cameras were rolling and questions were asked. They first few were about the movie and how the roles affected us and if we had any similarities or differences, then came on some personal questions.
“So tom, some of the fans wonder who you’re dating?” he asked as tom laughed, “well i'm not really dating, i'm not good at meeting lovely ladies. My dating game isn't really good. You can even ask y/n. ” he said as you chuckled and the interviewer looked at you. “Its true, he isn't good at dating but his brothers, haz, tuwaine and i help him out. But he tries his best ladies.” you say as the interviewer laughed.
“Some wonder if you two are together because you know you are love interests and you y/n spend lots of time with the holland family.” he says as you look at harry and at tom.
“Well no were are not dating as much as the fans want us to, were are really close friends actually.'' Tom said as I nodded. “Yeah i get along with them very well because they're like family to me.” i said he didn't seem so convinced. Harry and I talked about telling our fans about us, but we weren't really sure when it was the right time. I wanted to but at the same time I wanted to keep it private.
“Well that's good being close with the family.” he said, getting eager to get something out of us. Just then i spit it out. “I'm actually dating toms brother.” you said as you were shocked on how fast those words came out and how good it was to say it out loud. “Really?” he said as i looked at harry, who was smiling at the fact that you told him he was yours. “Yeah she is, he's actually behind you.'' Tom said as he turned around said hello and waved.
After the interviewer you all said goodbye and headed out. You held harry's hand as you walked out. “Harry, i'm so sorry, i just blurted out because like it was just waiting to come out and oh go-” you said as he kissed you halfway through your sentence. “Love it's fine, at least everyone knows your mine and not my brothers.” he said as you smiled. Guess you got it good by liking your best friends brother.
#tom holland imagine#tom holland#spiderman#harry holland imagine#my writing#tom holland x reader#tom holland x you#harry holland x yn#harry holland x reader#the sandlot#thomas sangster#the outsiders#maze runner#mob!tom#harry holland x you#sam holland x reader#sam holland
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Him? My secret Santa?
Day 11 of my Christmas countdown
Bucky x fem! Reader
Warnings: None, a bit of angst.
A/N: Remember that English isn't my first language sorry for any mistake. Also all my stories are for Tumblr only.
"Okey, okey, Secret Santa time!" Wanda announced coming down to the living room, where luckily everyone was. "Remember that is secret!" She looked at you and Yelena which made you laugh hard.
"Ready for a surprise Yel?" You said getting your hand inside the Santa hat, for some reason, not because of your powers, you always got Yelena, and that was great because she was your best friend.
"Oh I'm so ready..." She took a paper out "And it's really a surprise"
"What you mean?" You opened your paper "Oh my god, mine is so bad! Let me see who you got". You were gonna take her paper but Wanda stopped you.
"No, sorry girls, but is a surprise" you sighed, Belova just lift her shoulders and left the room, you went behind Wanda.
"Wanda, I'm begging you, please change me of Secret Santa" she shook her head.
"I can't do that, who you got anyway?"
"Barnes" the redhead eyes opened in shock but still she couldn't do anything about it, after some useless minutes of begging, you gave up and walked to your room. "I hate everything" you arrived and landed on your bed, with your face muffled on the pillow.
"And why is that?" Your blonde friend said while putting away some of her mess.
"Secret Santa... I got James Barnes" Yelena looked at you in desbielef. "I know"
"But- oh god, this is bad" she sat next to you. "What does Wanda told you?"
"That she can't switch it" you sat down. "Can you trade with me?"
"I got Tony, I don't think you'll like that, he has everything" She was right. "Maybe talk with him and get to know him"
"Yeah, right..."
The next day
"Morning" you said arriving to the kitchen and grabbing a pancake that Sam had made.
"Hey" Parker greeted you "We were gonna go shopping for the Secret Santa, wanna come?"
"Oh,I don't know, who is coming?"
"Sam, Yelena, Bucky and me" you looked to Sam and Yelena who made you a begging face.
"Fine, I'll finish eating and change" Peter smiled.
After some hours you were still in the mall, you sat down with Bucky.
"Ummm, hi"
"Hey" he answered dry.
"So, do you like to read?" He nodded.
"Really? I do too, but it's been far long that I've read a good book" he looked at you and went back to stare to the shop. "What about music?"
"A bit".
"Look, James, I'm trying us go get along and get to know each other better, can't you help me with that?" He looked at you, in shock at how you talked to him, but he agreed.
"Can we go to grab a coffee?" You nodded and left to find a coffee shop,when you arrived, Bucky cooperated it, and it wasn't that bad at the end of all, you had a lot in common at, he was nice, funny and cute, and oh little you knew, he thought that of you too.
The Secret Santa day
After everyone gave their presents, it was your turn.
"So, this gift is for a good friend that I made recently, he has blue eyes, and is so loyal to everyone he ever meets."
"Barnes" everyone guessed quickly.
Both laughed and you gave him the gift bag "It's something simple but I think it can help you" he opened the bag and there was some books. "I think these are some classics you have to read, we have, Little Women, Anne Frank, How to kill mockingbird, and then we pass to fiction, Divergent, Maze Runner and even some cliches like To all the boys I've loved before".
"Wow, thanks Yn, it's so great, actually you are my secret Santa too" from the front bag of his pants he took out a little package, you opened it "Would you like to go on a date with me?" You nodded happy.
"I'll love to."
"You'll love what?" Yelena said trying to see the paper, but of course you didn't let her.
#marvel#avengers x y/n#fanfic#marvel x you#bucky barnes x you#bucky x female reader#bucky barnes#christmas
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Thanks Minho
MOVIES MAZE RUNNER
COUPLE NEWT X READER
RATING FLIRTY
I stood in the map room making notes on what everyone had come back with today when they returned from there runs, and in the sweet sunglow of the mid afternoon I heard something
"Minho!" I was confused a moment who would be calling me before "Minho!!" Was yelled again this time louder or perhaps closer and not a second later the map room door burst open to reveal a panicked second in command "Minho!!!" He yelled
"Hi newt" I laughed a little confused "something up"
"I need you!" He complained
"Newt we've been over this I'm not sucking your dick"
"No, no, no that's not what I bloody meant!" He complained "please Minho I need your help"
"With what?" I asked letting him in properly and shutting the door behind him
"With y/n!"
"Oh for shuck sake newt we've been over this you need to grow some balls and just ask her our, or tell her how you feel about her" I explain
"Well..." He blushed "she kinda asked me out"
"So your here because?"
"Because... I don't know how the bloody hell to act in a date!"
"Newt will you relax, its a date it's not that stressful"
"But I really like y/n, what if I mess it up"
"You won't just compliment her, tell her what you like about her, put your arm around her maybe give her some kisses"
"Yeah okay that doesn't sound that hard"
"You should probably shower though, and have clean clothes, knowone us going to want to cuddle you in that gross old hoodie newt"
"But this is my Lucky hoodie"
"When exactly is this date?"
"Tonight, she said we could have dinner then have a little date at the bonfire"
"Look newt she obviously likes you, else she wouldn't have wanted to go on a date with you, just relax and be yourself"
"Okay... Thanks Minho" he smiled heading off for his shower.
I grabbed my dinner along with Thomas as we looked around for somewhere to sit
"Hey why not over there with newt and y/n?" He suggested
"No Thomas leave them alone, there on a date"
"A date? Y/n and Newt? Hu... I wonder if Tonight they'll get you know?"
"Get what?" I asked as we sat down
"Get busy" he smirked
"Busy doing what?" I asked
"Ohh I can't remember what it's called it's you know when after a date you go up to bed together and start making loud noises"
"What kind of loud noises?"
"Well stuff like... Ooohh Uhhh ooh my god! Newt! Your so big! Uhh uuuhhh" he moaned "and then he'll go, oohh yn/n! Y/n!! you feel so good! Uhh uhh uuuhhh!!" He explained "and then they moan really loud and then a while later a baby with pop out"
"Who told you about this?"
"Gally" he shrugged
"No Thomas that's not how it works" I laughed as I ate I kept a bit of a curious eye on newt and y/n as they had dinner often laughing and joking together as they did till I spotted them get up clearly ready to go to the bonfire, she even let him hold her hand "aww there gonna be a cute couple"
Once we finished our dinner we headed to the Bonfire drinking with everyone else, I again kept a curious eye on newt and y/n, I wasn't ease dropping I just wanted to see how there date goes they sat next to each other on the grass leaning on the log laughing and talking still hand in hand shareing a jar of moonshine she got up a moment heading somewhere else leaving newt alone looking pretty nervous so I went over
"Hey, how's it going?" I asked
"Uhhh okay, I think." He blushed
"Have you told her yet?"
"Well I sort of did, I did say I had liked her a while"
"Alright, she seems pretty into you"
"I don't know, I kinda don't know what else to do"
"How about when's he comes back wrap your arm around her and maybe her a little kiss?" I suggest
"Okay, thanks Minho" he blushed so I went back to hang with Thomas and not long after y/n came back sitting down next to newt again he looked nervous as they sat there so I nodded to him and he rather shyly wrapped his arm around her shoulders she giggled a little and moved closer almost nuzzling into his next I went back to drinking with the guys a while as I wanted to give them some privacy till Thomas brought it up
"How's newt doing on his date with y/n?"
We both then looked to the log they had been sat at all night seeing,
Both his arms now around her tightly around her waist his hands on the small of her back gently moving, she was pulled almost as close as possible to him as the two sat rather passionately kissing, actually I think I'd call it making out more then it was kissing
"Yeah Thomas... I think there fine" I laughed
I sighed as me and Thomas banged on his door as Loud as we could again but nothing "maybe newts already at work?" He suggested
"I doubt it, Alby said he couldn't find him so he's not in the glade,"
"And he's not in his room so where the hell is he?" He asked "Where else could he be?
"You don't think?" I asked
"Think what?"
"Him and y/n... last night?"
"Well might be worth a check" he shrugs so we went out to the woods and found y/n's little hut as she was the only girl she has her own hut and bathroom we went over and knocked on the door rather carefully but no answer so we did it again
"Newt? Are you in there?" I asked to the door in a hushed tone and a moment or so later it opened to a very tried Hale naked newt his hair a mess his eyes barely open and a few rather harsh love bites in his neck
"Morning" he yawns
"Morning... Alby is looking for you"
"He is? Ooh, what time is it?"
"Almost lunch" Thomas laughed
"Ooh..." He said
"So, How'd it go last night?" I asked him
"Well..." He blushed
"Newt!" We heard from inside "where are you?" She whines
"Something the matter y/n?" He asked
"come back to bed darling" she calls
"Five minutes sweetheart"
"Please newt come back to bed I miss you" she whines
"Uhhh if Alby needs me, tell him I'm Uhhh.... Sick" he says
"Fine" I sighed
"Thanks Minho" he smiled shutting the door and obviously returning to bed with y/n.
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