#ooh tinnitus!!!
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and then god said you will have only the most subjective (meaning there is no or little way to actually prove it through like a blood test or smth) physical and mental conditions and symptoms
#possible ibs#possible focal aware seizures#possible pmdd#anxiety#eh dont really think i classify for panic disorder but i've had my share of panic attacks#possible (b)pd#oh wait no he gave me asthma they diagnosed that one for sure eheheheheheheh !#im not saying subjective means they're not true#i just means it's hard to prove to others be it medical professionals or not that it is true yk#sigh#oh yh then the possible dp/dr#ooh tinnitus!!!#i mean again u can kinda prove tht one but it's not like oh super easy to do#telling someone yo my ear is ringing but only i can hear it is 'subjective' yk#double sigh#cloud nonsense#oh does the ed count as subjective hmm no i guess not i mean in the past it wasnt#now it more is but now it's more disordered eating than ed so eh
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…. So Mister(s) steal your girl, huh?
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Unhappy Relationship, (Brief) Gaslighting, Sad Reader
Bombshells, you always thought, were supposed to making a whistling sound before landing. A high pitched warning of impending doom. Too late to escape the incoming devastation, but at least it wouldn’t come out of nowhere. There’d be some time to brace, for all the good it would do.
Maybe you watched too many movies.
Three months. That’s how long you got to enjoy the bliss of engagement before the world began to fall around you.
Your fiance came home and sat you down, his hand around yours. You thought he was breaking it off for some reason. What he did instead was worse.
In the aftermath you can only remember snippets of the one-sided conversation. Like tinnitus, an awful running in your ears left over from a dropped bomb.
Things like,
Still young, I want to explore…
How will I know you’re my forever unless I know what’s out there?
Last bit of freedom before being tied down…
If you love me and our relationship…
You love your fiance and your relationship. You don’t want to lose it just because you’re selfish. He’s still coming home to you, after all. You’re the one with the ring and all the plans for the future. So what if he wants to… explore? He’s even offering the same to you.
An open relationship, he calls it, like it’s some innovative idea.
You’ve heard of them before, never had much interest. Still don’t, honestly, but it was that or the desolution of 4 years.
You insisted on a long engagement. Your fiance promises that you two can revisit the open relationship when you’re married.
Within a week of agreeing, he’s leaves for the weekend. He doesn’t tell you where he’s going, who he’s meeting. He comes back Sunday evening smelling like someone else’s perfume with a hickey on his collarbone. When you refuse any advances, he sighs and says he “understands that this is a transition” and goes to shower.
It’s like that for six months. Weekends without him. Sometimes sending him off Friday morning and not seeing him until Monday evening. Lipstick on his collars, strange perfume invading the laundry. You start doing his clothes separately.
Six months. You spend months suffering in silence, sniffling through Saturdays and drifting through Sundays. Adjusting meal plans to cook for one.
The last straw is when you try to make plans on a holiday. You and your fiance haven’t done on a proper date in months. You want to go out, have all his attention on you, not shared with his phone.
“Ooh, sorry dear, I’ve already got plans with Malorie. Rain check, yeah? We’ll do something next week.”
You decide to go out anyway, sick of feeling sorry for yourself. Nothing fancy, just a bit of self care. You buy yourself a cute new outfit, put on a bit more makeup than usual, do your hair. Find an interesting little late night book shop. They serve wine and food and have comfy booths for people to read or talk or play board games.
The perfect place to be out but alone.
You’re debating the merits of a romance novel when a voice comes from your left.
“Love that one.”
You blink, glance up. Find a handsome man with eyes simultaneously so dark and so warm. Coals, you think. There’s a cheeky little quirk to his mouth as he nods at the novel.
“It’s good if you like will-they, won’t-they.”
You hum. “I’m more in the market for something… easier? If that makes sense.”
He hums, gives you a solemn look. “It does. Here, you might like this then.”
He plucks a book off the shelf and offers it for inspection. You feel awkward reading it the summary thoroughly, especially when you can feel his eyes on you. But you skim it, it looks promising, and a hot guy just suggested it, so…
“Read a lot of romance?” you ask curiously.
He ducks his head a bit, endearingly shy. “A bit, yeah. Call me hopeless.”
You bite the inside of your cheek, but can’t help saying. “I think it’s just romantic.”
His eyes light up. “Yeah? And what kind of books d’you usually like?”
Before you know it, you’re talking thrillers and horror novels with him. Recommending your favorite spooky novel and then following up that you always read a comedy afterwards as a palette cleanser.
You end up touring each other around the shop, talking books and authors and genres. Yet you’re somehow surprised when he asks if you’d like to sit with him. But you agree, a little thrill in your stomach that you haven’t felt since… a while.
You each buy a stack of books, then claim a booth and proceed to read none of them. He tells you his name is Kyle, that he’s in the military but on leave right now, stocking up on entertainment for flights or long spans of hurrying up and waiting.
You’ve never met a military guy before, and you trip over your curiosity. Trying not to pry but interested in what he does. He’s polite and patient, admitting there are a lot of things he can’t tell you but he’ll answer. You don’t stay on the subject long, figuring the last thing he wants to talk about it work.
He gets you back in the department of uncomfortable topics when he notices the ring on your finger. You’re quick to explain the situation, hot with shame all over again, eyes stinging despite yourself.
Instead of mocking you or just getting up and walking away, Kyle sits back looking flabbergasted.
“That’s fucking mental,” he says, “excuse me for saying.”
You burst into laughter. Haven’t told anyone any of this out of embarrassment, but hearing someone on your side is… good.
“I thought so too, but… he’s happy,” you admit.
Kyle frowns. “What about you?”
You blink, can’t look him in the eye. You know the answer but make a show of thinking about it.
“I’d… like to be again. This — the open relationship thing — seems to be working for him. So… maybe it’ll work for me too?” You shrug. “Worth a try.”
Kyle reaches across the table, a big warm hand enveloping yours. There are callouses you’re not expecting. Tantalizingly different.
“Would you like to try it with me?” he asks. “Don’t have to put a label on it or anything. But my schedule is a bit… it’s hard to keep up a traditional relationship, you know? But I like you, and I think your fiance is a knob.”
You snort, but flip your hand around, thumb brushing over his.
“Yeah…” you muse, and after saying it, a surge of confidence infuses you. “Yeah, I’d like to try this with you.”
His smile is absolutely brilliant. You won’t admit — not even to yourself for a long time — but you fall in love a little right then and there.
#thoughts™️#cod#my writing#fanfiction#reader fic#misters steal your girl#poly 141#open relationship trope#kyle gaz garrick#kyle gaz x reader
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user hyukalyptus, I agree with taehyun's hc so much. I think he'd love having his body worshipped, touched, licked, massaged, that's one big reason why he works so hard on his appearance (it really works)
I imagine him getting so riled up on his own one day he lays on his bed, eyes closed, mouth hung open, letting out soft and sweet noises while his hands explore his own body. He'd drag his fingertips against his abs like a washboard, up and down his ribs, shivering lightly. Letting his fingers pinch his nipples and his nails scratch his inner thighs, the hand on his leg goes down to massage, squeeze and press on his balls and taint. Without realizing, his hands keep working on his balls and nipples mindlessly for a while because he just feels so good, making himself cum untouched. Hard, gasping and spilling filthy words under his breath.
cw. tae touches himself, masturbation kinda??, mirror stuff.
anon!! ur so right, he works on it for a reason! and ofc he loves his body worshipped, i mean...thousands of ppl worship his body in arenas lmao come on tinnitus taehyun
AND AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH okokokok anon pls, i need a glass of water. bro...maybe a bit far fetched (but maybe not after those soobin pics) but maybe he has a mirror on his ceiling and he watches himself do this!!!
ooh and maybe just maybe he has to do this after a first date w someone that wouldn't go home w him after just one date. laying in his bed, staring up at himself thinking were they not attracted to me? how could they not be? looking at himself in the mirror. and oh his fingers just feel so good, imagining they were yours. whispering ur name over and over again until he comes without ever touching his cock. needless to say he didnt wait the three days to text you back.
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ooh im intrigued 👀 go on, what would you change to fix utopia/ sod/ lottl?
I'm so glad you asked!! These changes are in order of importance. I have a few stylistic things that just make the episodes more my taste, but that's not fixing so I'm gonna stick to things structural.
#1: Martha needs the big win
People joke about "tinkerbell Jesus Doctor" but I truly think the resolution of LOTTL is the biggest thing keeping it from being truly great. The special effect really isn't the issue (this is Doctor Who after all). The issue for me is that the final scene on the Valiant, the scene that's concluding the whole plot arc of the serial, falls emotionally flat. Why does the Doctor get Martha's big win? Why was Martha's whole task to tell everyone how great the Doctor is? Every other RTD era companion gets a chance to be the hero by the end of their season. They get to save the Doctor. Rose becomes the Bad Wolf, and later becomes a badass in Pete's World. Donna saves the Doctor in Turn Left and again in Journey's End. Martha saves the Doctor by... talking up how great he is. She keeps morale up by telling stories about him.
This is so so fixable and it wouldn't change basically anything about the plot. The original plan can even stay the same! She uses the countdown to concentrate all that psychic power routing through the existing Archangel satellites. She can even still keep the people of Earth hopeful by telling them fantastic stories about the Doctor. But here's the thing. To them, the Doctor is a mythical figure. Martha is real. Martha walked the Earth, she got out of Japan alive, she has managed to walk through warzones without Toclafane detection. She is a legend of flesh and blood who sits at their dinner tables and around their campfires and tells them how to trick Toclafane and stretch their resources and she's a doctor who can treat their people and keep them alive longer.
The people's faith should be in Martha. That psychic energy should be Martha's. Instead of chanting for the Doctor they're chanting for Martha. It concludes her character arc and the episode's plot arc so well! Martha has spent the whole season feeling like she's second best. The Master kidnapped and tortured Martha's family. Who is the Doctor to forgive the Master? Martha deserves to have the win. Maybe from her time with the Doctor she chooses to spare him, only for Lucy to shoot him later, and everything stays the same. But imagine how Martha's already amazing speech would sound after a scene like this. Martha became the Doctor, only to decide that she'd rather be herself.
#2: Tweaking/nerfing the Master's drums
I used to be in camp "get rid of these completely" but I've come around on them since I saw TWEAT/TDF. The drums need to exist in some capacity to make End of Time work, and now that it's canon (as of s10) that Simm!Master no longer has his drums after they served their purpose, fine. The thing that has always bothered me about the drums is how heavily it's implied (if not explicitly stated) that much of the Master's "madness" comes from the drums. I think that's a big disservice to his character and from all the amazing groundwork previous actors did to build up the Master.
Simm!Master in TWEAT/TDF is still self-destructive, chaotic, and violent. He didn't need any drums to make him that way. I'd revise it in the Utopia arc so that the Master still has his drums, but they're treated more like a migraine disorder or tinnitus. They're painful. They bother the hell out of him. But instead of "he saw the time vortex and they made him lose his mind" it's much more akin to that feeling of losing control when your own body is working against you and there's nothing you can do to stop it. That would certainly make him meaner, more chaotic, more resentful and angry, but now it's just an amplification of what he already is.
(I also think this makes his decision for the subliminal Archangel signal to be his drums a much more telling decision. This sound is weaponized against him, and in turn he's weaponizing it against humanity.)
#3 Tweaking the Master's relationship to Gallifrey/incorporate the Time War in a smoother way
The Master has suffered a major trauma and I think the episodes try, but do not commit, to that. Instead it's more "will the drumming stop." I have always disliked that the Master's ultimate plan was to put "a new Gallifrey in the sky." Historically, the Master has not given a shit about Gallifrey unless he rules it. His rhetoric about the glory of the time lords makes no sense to me... unless it's a response to the Time War.
From the Master's perspective, he has just fled the Battle of the Cruciform to the end of the universe. He was so terrified he fobwatched himself so they'd never find him. The next memory he has as The Master is the end of Utopia, which goes straight into Sound of Drums. He has seen the Cruciform fall days ago. It makes sense he's not acting quite like himself. (I believe this is TV canon, but he was also literally taken out of the matrix to fight in the Time War, so he was quite literally dead -> Time War -> Utopia). I wish his plan, drums, and his relationship with Gallifrey was more pointed in this direction.
These are the big ones. I think this is maybe 15-20% different from what's written and I think it makes the whole arc much stronger. BBC hire me as script editor.
#hailing frequencies open#higheldertala#thank you asks like this are so fun for me#dw meta#my meta#martha jones#simm!master#tenth doctor#utopia#the sound of drums#the last of the time lords
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SAFE WITH HIM
Newt x fem! Reader
Request: yes / no
can I request some Newt from maze runner x reader where (y/n) is one of those immune and her brother was taken from the WCKED since her brother was also immune. She wasn’t amused they have taken her own family she has left. since her father got infected and luckily her father was able to teach her how to survive before he died. (Y/n) didn’t hesitate to hunt those WICKED members just to find her brother’s location. Till she successfully did, but she got thrown into the Glade. She finds herself in a place with a large maze, she was happy to see her brother and embraced him. She was very protective of her brother when a group of guys came surrounding them. She didn’t trust those guys first before Newt was the one who helped her when she was having a hard time in the maze.
Synopsis: When WICKED took away her brother, Leo, Y/n tried everything she could to find him and ends up in a Maze. But when no one believe her and Leo doesn’t recognize her, Newt seems to be the only one she can trust.
Warning/content: angst to fluff, hurt to comfort, set before tmr (no Thomas), blood, wounds, mention of death, feeling lonely etc.
a.n.: 4.3k words- flashbacks are the part in full italic, reader’s brother is called Leo (I tried with Y/b/n but it was so annoying to read)
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She closed her eyes as soon as she opened them, blinded by the sudden light. She was laying on a cold metal floor, she felt dizzy and had a strong headache. Her ears ringing, she couldn’t make out the sound around her but it seemed to be people talking.
She finally opened her eyelids to see a boy standing in front of her. “Are you okay?” he asked her, he was rather tall and had dirty blond hair, and he talked with a strong British accent. She sat and brought her knees to her chest to gather her thoughts before glancing up at him. She stared at him in silence, confused.
She didn’t understand anything. She looked behind and saw thirty boys standing up there, outside of the box she was in. The blond spoke again “Can you remember anything?” his voice felt far from the girl’s ears, her tinnitus distorting her hearing.
He got closer to her and repeated his question but she tried to distance herself from him before hitting the wall of the box. He kneeled beside the greenie and talked softly “Hey, no one is going to hurt you. I’m Newt, do you remember your name?”
She shook her head “Where am I?” she questioned him; panic could be heard in her voice. “I’ll tell you everything after getting out of this.” He told her but she didn’t move when he got up. She could listen to snippets of conversations above her “What are we going to do with a girl?” she heard one guy say, “A chick? I know how she could help us” another one said followed by loud laughter.
Newt could tell that she was uncomfortable and sent a look to a man, the latter shouted “Everyone! Go back to your work if you’re not a keeper!” The girl watched as everyone left, only a few boys staying.
The blond boy held out his hand for her, she grabbed it and stood up. He helped her to get out of the box, still holding her as she stepped on a box and put a foot on the grass. She quickly pulled out of his touch, uncomfortable under the gaze of ten guys whispering and staring at her.
She didn’t get anything What was a keeper? Why did they all seem shocked that she was gir- wait, why there were only boys? Ooh… she understood now. She was the only girl here. They started to explain to her about the loss of memory, the new greenie every month…
She watched around her and observed huge walls covered in vines and moss surrounding the field they seemed to be trapped in. But as the man that others called ‘Alby’, the one that told everyone to go back to their work, continued to talk she spotted someone sitting at a table.
“Who’s this?” she asked to Newt as she pointed at the boy. “Oh, it’s Leo, he’s a Runner but he got a day off-” he didn’t even have the time to finish his sentence that Y/n ran towards the Runner.
When he said his name, it was sure, it only could be him. She didn’t know why she was remembering him, but she was convinced, it was her brother. It was obvious, the more she looked at him the more she could recognize him. She was crying while the keepers were shouting at her to come back.
Leo stood up, not knowing what to do. Why did the girl was running to him? Before he could do anything, she wrapped her arms around him, and he could feel her tears soaking his shirt. “I’m so happy to see you,” she said as she looked up at him. He was too stunned to act. What was happening?
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Y/n shouted with all the strength she had, burning her lungs “LEOOOO!!!” as she ran after the WICKED guards before being hit by a bullet in the shoulder. She fell to the ground and shut her eyes at the pain.
Leo was taking away from her, men covered in black clothes were escorting his unconscious body to an aerial vehicle as other soldiers were still aiming their guns to Y/n. She couldn’t stop crying, she tried to protect her brother so much and now he was being abducted in front of her.
She was powerless in this situation, trying to get up as she pressed her hand against the wound, blood covering her forearm. She screamed as loud as she could when they took her brother on the plane, she couldn’t see him anymore.
She stopped fighting as the Berg flew away, breaking down, her shoulder shaking, allowing herself to cry, hugging herself in the cold air of the night. She was devasted and panicked, she couldn’t breathe.
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She screamed as the boys were pulling her away from Leo. “Please! Let me talk to him. It’s my brother!” She begged a tall guy with furrowed brows, Gally from what she heard, but he only lifted her and took her away from her brother. She tried to fight him but he was way stronger than her, she was struggling and still shouting at Gally.
Another guy helped him, keeping her legs away from the keeper of the builders. Everyone was looking at her screaming, fighting even if she knew she couldn’t win. They were whispering as she passed by them, hysterical.
The two boys placed her in a sort of cell dug in the ground and closed it sharply. She gave up and curled herself in a ball, crying, aggravating her headache. She fell asleep, exhausted by the recent events.
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Y/n stared at the sky, dried tears on her cheeks. It’s been two weeks since her brother’s been taken away and she felt incredibly lonely, she didn’t have anyone.
Her father died a year ago. The flare taking him weeks by weeks. Hopefully, he was always there for Y/n and Leo, he told them how to survive, hide from WICKED. They were targets for the organization, being immune they were in WICKED’s sights.
During their entire life, they had to flee from them. They wished that their father was an immune too but when he got attacked by a Crank and quickly developed the first symptoms, black veins appearing on his right leg, their hope died.
His state quickly increased, painful headaches and irrational anger getting him. When he thought that he could be dangerous to his children, Y/n’s dad left them, she tried to stay close to him but her brother stopped her. As they argued, they heard a gunshot.
They knew. They looked at each other, a tear fell on Leo’s cheek, and Y/n hugged him warmly. They were alone together now.
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The girl woke up by the sound of her cell opening. She saw Newt holding out his hand for her “C’mon, I’m going to show you the Glade” she stared at him, with a heavy heart she got up and went out of the cell, ignoring the second in command’s help.
He could tell that she’s been crying a lot, her eyes were bloodshot with dark circles under them. “You’re okay, greenie?” he asked her but she simply looked at him, he had his answer. “I know my name now, it’s Y/n” she told him. He smiled at her “Welcome to the Glade, Y/n”
They walked without talking before Newt broke the silence “Can I ask you a question?” she nodded slightly still staring at the ground. “Why did you say that Leo was your brother?” she glanced up at him and sighed.
“Because he is my brother maybe?” she responded dryly. He stopped in their tracks so she did “Hey” he said softly “I’m not accusing you of anything, I just want to know. No one remembers our past so I was surprised.”
She felt tears in her eyes but she stopped them from falling and cleared her throat “I don’t know, I just felt it, I knew it. I can’t describe the feeling, but when you said his name and I saw his face, everything connected. But him- He- he doesn’t remember me…”
He placed a hand on her shoulder as she cried “I promise I don’t lie. I came here for him, I know it.” He tilted his head “What do you mean?” she took a deep breath before responding “I had a dream in the Slammer. It was a memory.”
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She flattened herself against the wall, she didn’t want to be seen. She was following some WICKED guards, hoping they could, somehow, guide her to Leo. With a gun in her hand, she tried to be as silent as possible. She tracked those WICKED members for months, from the snippets of conversation she heard, they could be related to what happened to her brother. Today was the perfect day to follow them, they were supposed to go on a WICKED base, the closest she was from their weird experiments, the closest she was from Leo.
After some minutes of waiting, she got out of her hiding place. She aimed her weapon at the two persons in from of her before they had time to do anything she shot. She placed their bodies and a sort of closet she found. She undressed one of the guards, she had almost the same corpulence as Y/n, the girl put on the clothes and took their guns.
She acted as natural as she could, grateful that the WICKED uniform had a helmet. She passed by a group of people in the same clothes as her “What are you doing here? We have to go before the Berg flight away!” one of them shouted at her. With no need to be persuaded she came by their side. She followed them through hallways to finally reached a type of plane, the same one they took her brother away with. Her jaw clenched at the thought.
She sat, next to the others, her heart was racing, from what she heard they were going to a maze where they kept some immune kids to study their capacities. God, she hoped one of them was her brother.
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Y/n sat on the ground, the sun on her face, she closed her eyes. She got into the Glade two months ago which means that two new greenies came up, every time she hoped it was a girl but unfortunately she was supposed to be surrounded by boys during her entire life. She couldn’t help but felt a little jealous, they fit in more than her even though they came after.
She worked as a Track-Hoe, since no one seemed to like her Newt took her under his wing. He was her only support, Leo still not remembering her, she only had the second in command to rely on even if she mostly stayed alone.
He tried to understand her, but it wasn’t hard to believe that what she was saying was true, or she thought it was true when he saw the way she looked sad, even sadder than usual when Leo passed by Y/n without acknowledging her.
Newt talked about it to Alby, but the latter said that it didn’t matter if Leo didn’t recognize her, they didn’t have time to care about this. The least he could do was give her a chance to live in the Glade like every other boy but Newt hoped he could give her more than that. Y/n was grateful to him. She also told them about what she knew about WICKED and the Flare, they didn’t know if they could believe her but they didn’t put her thoughts away.
She looked up as Newt called her name “Come eat with us.” She got up and walked next to him, she hated dinner, it was the moment when she had to be close to boys. They were weird around her, it’s not just that she acted crazy on her first day, it’s also that she was the first girl they remember seeing so their hormones were on fire.
Everywhere she went she was always observed, she felt uncomfortable around most of the Gladers. Newt was quite the opposite, he always wanted her to be comfortable and didn’t hesitate to talk about the boys’ behavior to Alby.
Although the leader wasn’t comprehensive about Y/n’s relationship with Leo, he found intolerable the way some guys were acting toward her. Therefore, some rules were established. Whoever be tactile with the girl we’ll be sent in the Slammer and for a more important infraction, a council will take place with Alby, Newt, and the Keepers.
She sat next to the blond boy after taking her meal. The runners had taken more time than usual but nothing alarming so even if her brother was running that day, she ate her food but her peace was broken by screams coming from the maze doors.
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She watched the screens; they were showing the member of the Maze to the base she was in was related. Her heart missed a beat as she saw Leo on one of them. He didn’t really have a name anymore, a number next to him was his new identity.
She verified that no one was looking at her and looked down at the dashboard, searching for a button who could help her brother. As she placed her finger on one of them, a man grabbed her wrist “What you doing?” he asked her. She didn’t have time to respond that another person came next to her other side. The two men looked at each other, one of them grabbed Y/n, she tried to scream but the helmet muffled her voice.
The other WICKED member took her helmet out “You seem suspicious my little girl” he licked his teeth “And you seem young to work here.” She wanted to answer but she saw the look in his eyes, he had recognized her. During the time she infiltered the organization, she could observe some posters or files with the faces and names of the immune they knew and wanted to keep, she was one of them.
She felt arms grabbing her from behind “Hey! Put me down!” other guards were surrounding her. She fought as much as she could, receiving more hits than she gave. She was still screaming and crying, she was so close to the aim, so close to her brother, to Leo. But all of a sudden, she got hit in the head. Everything went slow, and silent, and finally, nothing. Just dark and emptiness.
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She got up and ran to the entrance as the shouts continued, Newt stayed behind her as her eyes widened at the scene in front of her. Minho was holding a bleeding Leo, he was slow, the weight of his partner attracting him to the ground.
At the same moment, the sound of the doors starting to close could be heard. Y/n’s heart missed a beat, she couldn’t let her brother die. Not after everything she did, even if it costs her life. The two boys were about ten feet away from the doors, they couldn’t make it alone. Without thinking she ran towards the runners; she heard the Gladers yelling at her to stay but she simply couldn’t. Of course, she knew the rule, but she didn’t care if she had to spend her following night in the Slammer. The girl quickly came on Leo’s other side, Minho looking at her like she was crazy. She placed her brother’s arm on her shoulder and glanced at the Keeper “We have to give everything we got.”
The entrance was smaller as the doors were closing, they sprinted as fast as they could. They didn’t how they made it, but they did; falling on the grass the second they went out of the maze, the doors closing right behind them. She took a deep breath and looked down at Leo, he was unconscious. She glanced up at Minho “What happened?”, she was clearly panicked, she struggled to breathe as the overwhelming feeling of all the Gladers around them.
The Runner swallowed hard “He’s been stung.” Y/n cried as some boys took Leo to the med-jack hut. Newt stayed next to her, “Hey… it’s going to be okay.” He murmured softly but she shook her head “No it’s not!” she regretted instantly how she talked to him “Sorry… didn’t mean to yell.” He reassured her and took her in his arms, her head hiding in the crook of his neck and her tears soaking his shirt.
“It’s going to be okay. You didn’t tell me something about him being immune” she lifted her head to look into his eyes, he placed a hand on her cheek to wipe her tears and she nodded. “So it’s supposed to be fine” he reassure her. She smiled at him, relieved to have someone she could trust. “I’m here for you. Don’t forget that.” He remembered her.
“Wait for me, I want to clean your wounds” he told her as he left. Her arms and legs had some cuts from the fell. About five minutes later, Newt came back with bandages and disinfectant in his hands. He kneeled next to her and took her arm. “It’s going to sting” he informed her as he poured some products on a cotton disc. She bit her lips and watched him healing a wound on her wrist. He continued with every single cut he could find on her arms and legs. After what he had to leave her, Alby calling him.
She spent the next two days worrying about her brother’s state. She didn’t even work, too anxious, Alby let her take days off until Leo will feel better. Newt finally called her “Y/n! Leo wants to see you” she stopped breathing for a moment and her mind was exploding.
She ran to the med-jack hut where she found Jeff waiting for her. He escorted her to Leo’s bed, and she sat on a chair next to it. “You’re okay?” she asked softly, he nodded and swallowed “I remember” he said as he looked in her eyes “You really are my sister…” he started to cry so she did. They continued to talk, happy to have found each other. Leo was apologizing to her for letting her down many times. An hour after, the runner fell asleep, still exhausted.
Newt is the first person she went to see and hugged him happily, he simply chuckled and embraced her back after she was looking up at him “He remembers me! And he is alive and safe!” she smiled widely. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.” He said and she glanced at him, her brows furrowed but her beam was still present. “It suits you well, you’re cute when you smile,” he told her as he booped her nose. “You think I’m cute?” she asked innocently and he nodded, his thumb brushing the skin on her half-exposed shoulder.
The entire Glade was talking about this, Y/n didn’t lie and she wasn’t nut. She couldn’t help but felt a little irritated, no one believed her for two months but in a minute everyone trusted Leo. It was normal but still, it was annoying.
It’s been now a month since Leo remembered Y/n as his sister, and the Glade seemed more welcoming to her. She got closer to Newt too, or Newt got closer to her. He couldn’t help but felt jealous now sometimes, the boys were more around her but differently, it was not just physical, they were really interested in her.
She just refused another invitation from a Slicer, Newt next to her didn’t seem thrilled “Everything fine Newt?” he just nodded. She shook his shoulder lightly “Are you being jealous?” she smirked. He shrugged “No.” she looked at him and wiggled her eyebrows “Yeah sure. You’re really not jealous?” he shook his head but was smiling now “I- Yeah, maybe I am?” he was blushing.
She took his hand and stood up “You don’t have to be!” he stood up next to her and raised his eyebrow “Follow me…” she simply walked, still her hand in his. They reached a big tree in the woods, Y/n sat and Newt followed her. She placed her head on his shoulder and squeezed his hand “You really don’t have to be jealous.”
Y/n realized approximately a month ago that Newt liked her, it was obvious. She saw the way his cheeks and neck would go red when she was close to him or how his jaw would clench when another boy was too friendly with her. That day, when Leo recognized her and she hugged Newt, the way he was happy for her and was smiling at her, she knew she loved him. He was always there for her and supported her from the very beginning.
He was sweet to her whatever the situation. He was showing her around, helping her to make friends with people but keeping her away from the weird boys. It was thanks to him that she didn’t stay alone all the time, sometimes talking with Minho, Ben, and Clint.
She didn’t tell him about her feelings right when she knew, she wanted to be sure of how she felt. But now, she couldn’t be more sure.
She lifted her head and looked in his eyes “Did I ever tell you that you’re pretty?” he shook his head “Well, you’re pretty Newt.” He was even redder than before and cupped her face, then he placed a strand of hair behind her ear.
They both leaned in at the same time, their lips brushing. “Newt!” they heard someone yell, they pulled away, blushing mad to find Minho standing in front of them “I am interrupting something, right?” he said, his finger pointing at them. “What do you want?” the second in command asked sharply, the Runner chuckled awkwardly in response “Alby wants you.” After sighing, Newt got up, leaving Y/n and Minho together.
The Keeper looked at her with a smirk “Are you, like, together?” she shrugged and bit her lips. Minho was a good person, Y/n could totally trust him. He was a good friend she could rely on, his constant flirting making her more laugh than anything, it sometimes could make her feel uncomfortable but he would quickly stop and apologize.
A week passed, without Newt or Y/n talking about the almost kiss. Tonight, Y/n had a nightmare. One where she didn’t find Leo at WICKED, where she spent her life alone, where she found a Crank looking like her father. She woke up panting and sweating, she looked around her and found Newt in the hammock next to her. She didn’t want to wake him up, but she couldn’t stop the tears falling from her eyes.
She sat, shook his shoulder gently, and whispered his name, he awakened and rubbed his eyes “Everything’s fine?” he asked, his voice hoarse. He saw the tears on her cheeks and sat up, he cupped her face. “What happened darling?” she liked that nickname, it felt intimate. She swallowed “Nightmare”. He cooed and sat next to her on her hammock before hugging her “It’s not real, it’s okay. You are alright and safe.” He kissed her temple.
“Can you stay with me?” she asked quietly. In response he laid in her bed, placing her over him. Her head resting on his shoulder, her arms finding his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist “Do you want to talk about it?” he whispered slowly. She shook her head and some sobs came out of her throat. He hugged her even more tightly, whispering sweet nothing in her ear. Newt waited for her to fall asleep before drifting off.
In the morning, they were waked up by the sun on their faces. “Hello sweetheart, you’re feeling okay?” she hid her face in the crook of his neck and nodded. They got up and started their day, but still stayed together. At night, since there was a new greenie showing up there was a bonfire. They sat next to each other, drinking Gally’s awful beverage, Y/n didn’t know if she liked it or not but all she knew was that it made her feel good after a long day.
They watched the Builder fighting, well winning, against other Gladers. Y/n yawned loudly “Shuck- I’m so tired.” Newt glanced at her “Want to go to sleep?” she nodded and rubbed her eyes. They walked towards her hammock, they stopped as they reached it. They stared at each other; she licked her lips as he got closer to her. He brushed the hair out of her face “You’re so pretty Y/n” he told her. She smiled and blushed “Thank you.” He felt her breath on him and leaned in, his lips brushed her and he looked up “Can I kiss you, darling?” she nodded. He placed his lips on hers, his hands on her cheeks as hers found his chest.
They pulled out for air after they don’t know how many minutes. Her forehead rested on his “I liked it. I like you.” He smiled as she spoke, “I like you too, love.” She brushed her nose against his as an answer “As much as I like you Newt, I want to sleep” she chuckled.
They laid on her bed in a sweet embrace. Her head in the crook of his neck, his mouth against her hair, her arms around his shoulders, his hands on the small of her back. She knew that one day they’ll have to get away from here when WICKED will decide to open the exit and they’ll have to fight the Flare. But with Newt, Y/n was the safest she’s ever been.
#newt tmr#tmr newt#the maze runner#tmr x reader#tmr minho#tmr gally#tmr fandom#newt x y/n#newt x reader#newt x you#minho#gally#x reader#fluff#angst
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It happened again. Why did it happen again? What’s wrong with me?
The noise around him was blaring in his ears. Tinnitus ringing like static through his eardrums. The crackling fire, billowing smoke into the night sky, illuminating the shifting expression upon Joreus’ face. His eyes were blank, staring down at the ground beneath him. Face lightly twisting in pain, almost in confusion, in slow waves.
“Now that! That was a good fight!” Teldryn’s exhilarated tone rang over the whooshing flames as he approached Joreus from behind. The mer stood content just beside the other, sheathing his sword with what Joreus could guess to be a big grin of triumph upon his face.
His own breath felt warm. And wet. His nose burned, lung filling with the smell of iron. He swallowed, feeling something trickling down the back of his throat. The air was hot against his skin from the raging fires, but something equally warm dripped down from his nose.
Was he crying? His vision blurred. Then went red.
“Right, Joreus?” The Dunmer turned to look at Joreus, energized grin dropping dead off his lips. Crimson eyes staring over the tall Altmer. Blood was lining streaks from his nose, his eyes, down to his jaw.
“Joreus? What happened?”
The ground became blurry, the world spun beneath Joreus’ feet. His lead lolled back, knees giving in as he collapsed to the ground. Sticks crunched angrily as his knees hit the ground beneath, ash kicking into the air as his body followed suit.
“Neralion!” Teldryn rushed over to him, unsure of what to do. Was he injured? Did he get hit by some spell? Teldryn wasn’t a mage! How was se supposed to fix something like that? “H-hold on Joreus, I’ve got you-“
Teldryn kneeled beside him, hands glistening from healing spells, the only thing he knew might be effective. He muttered under his breath, glancing around almost like seeking for help. No one else was around but them and a bunch of dead necromancers. Teldryn looked back down to Joreus with scared eyes.
“Nera...?”
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Ooh backstory :)c
This is before the two are in a relationship, Joreus is still hiring Teldryn and the two had just recently grown closer as friends.
#tes#the elder scrolls#skyrim#solstheim#morrowind#teldryn sero#neralion joreus#dramatic#blood#poor teldryn
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can u share some of your hotch hc??
OOH YEAH OKAY :O!!!
he let haley pick his ties to match his shirt before they divorced and she had very good taste
he still has some of his old coin collection and when jack was old enough, he introduced that little collection to him
he gave up trying to tame his cowlick years ago but garcia is convinced she can do it if he would just Let Her try
he wears contacts and Does Not wear glasses if he can help it
he's a bit deaf in his right ear from the new york explosion and it left him with tinnitus as well— he had to take several audiology tests to prove he was still fit to work with the FBI
he has a favorite bakery in quantico that he stops at for a danish when he's having a bad day
jj is his secret favorite, though he doesn't like to quantify his love and appreciation for his team and there's no real "favorite"
he's good at catching up with technology
rossi actually taught him how to cook back when they first met in the BAU 15+ years ago
sean was his best man at his wedding
#please note these are all season 7 era headcanons so if these are proven or not i Do Not know that yet :'D#thank you sarah!!!!#ginny watches criminal minds
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missing my darling so much 🥺🩷 i hope you’re sleeping well though 🥺 i hope you felt better after your stretches… idk what happened just now but my right shoulder started hurting so i must’ve moved it weirdly ><
i don’t know if you can tell what i was trying to go for~ 👉👈🩷 but yes this is a moodboard specifically for you my love~
my breakfast was so freeing @3@ ICE CREAM!!!!! strawberry, pistachio, and cookie dough!! EEEEEEEE and now i’m thinking how i’m gonna have to wait for thursday to get ice cream again for breakfast… i’m not crying… you are >3< 🩷🩷 my breakout has improved already!!
today is busy as expected but i’ll always make time to focus on you my lady 🥺🥺🩷 i love you so much~ i’m so glad that you’re here with me 🥺🥺🩷 that you pay attention to me 🥺 i love you so much and i wanna be there for you always 🥺🥺 i wanna share bubble teas and ice cream together ;3; actually there’s so many places i’ve always wanted to try and maybe we could try together >3< 🩷🩷 i know i’m talking about food so much ;_;
what i want even more is to lay in bed, with you and your arms are wrapped around me while i am the little spoon hehe 🥺🥺🩷 i want that so badly my love 🥺🥺 i hope we get to talk again soon!! but please always take care and rest 🥺🥺🩷 i love you mommy~
missing my baby even more 🥺🥺🩵🩵 i slept so well! i held my soft blanket while thinking of you 🥺
i hope your arm feels better soon my love :( please try to take it easy!
oh gosh you know how terrible i am at guessing 😭😭😭 my first thought was the bisexual flag djshsjsh idk why my brain cells disappear whenever it’s time for me guess anything 😭😭
ooooo ice cream~ 😩😩😩 you had such yummy flavors too >< nooo you have to wait so long to have ice cream again 🥺🥺 </3 you’re doing so well though baby!! glad to hear your breakouts have started clearing up 🥺🩵 btw i ended up buying two pints of ben & jerry’s while i was shaking my ass to tinnitus yesterday lol i got milk and cookies of course 🤭 and peanut butter cup to make up for the travesty that was those reese’s ice cream sandwiches 😒
i’m gonna cry you’re seriously the sweetest ever :(( thank you for making time for me my love 🥺🩵 you make me feel so loved i always wanna be there for you too my love 🥺🥺🩵 ooh that reminds me of that cookies and cream boba you for that one time~ i would’ve loved to share that with you my dear since you said it was too much for one person to handle 🥺 don’t apologize, food is a great way to bond there are so many things i want to try with you my love~ 🥺🥺
aaajhahshshs 🥺🥺🥺 i want that more than anything right now my dear having you in my arms is a mighty need, i should be holding you right now :(( i’ll take good care of myself and you should too!! 🥺 take care baby i love you so so much 🥺🩵
#you’re gonna think this is a silly question but what app do you use to make your moodboards 😭#i’m tired of rawdogging it on tumblr bc it messes up my pics sometimes :(#and i hate running into stuff like that when i’m trying to profess my love to you!!! >:(#so yeah please let me know 🥺👉🏾👈🏾🩵🩵 thank you baby#i have the sweetest most lovely adorable girlfriend in the world and everyone should envy me honestly#my most beautiful sweetest girl 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵🩵#i love you so much baby i wish you could come home to me and we’d cuddle all night 🥺#cherry bear 🍒
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ooh i still can't hear anything and my tinnitus is driving me up the wall rn. i love post-shows
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ooh the tinnitus. time to distract myself from it using an even louder album
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1, 4 and 18!
Song of the year?
I first listened to this back in january and I swear I haven't been the same person. I've had it on repeat since then and I'm still not tired of it. I'm pretty sure it's made my tinnitus worse lol
4. Movie of the year?
ooh this is hard!! not because I've seen a lot of movies this year but just because I don't actually think I've watched that many. I think it'd have to be Robocop tbh... I love alex murphy. all my homies love alex murphy.
18. A memorable meal this year?
this is so stupid but I had a roasted onion a few months ago that changed my brain chemistry I swear. I've had and do love roasted onions in general but they've always been cooked in some kind of stew. but this guy, I only cooked it in some olive oil and butter in the oven and Transcended right then and there I think
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What'd you think about chasing the feeling (as in the sing itself)
UGH I LOVE IT. i think it's so interesting how txt is able to just tap into every genre ever and execute it so well?? like each of their title tracks has something so new and unique to offer, and they're such diverse artist with unique voices and looove their music sm idk 😭😭
i started yapping so bad i had to put a read more 😭
another thing i always love to pick at and dissect is the way they change their tones and vocal techniques when they sing different genres?? like yes, i know it's something you're supposed to do if you want to execute a song right but like. some artists just dont... do it as much. but it's even more satisfying bc they've said it themselves that they do it purposefully!! like when they talked abt tinnitus or.. i think it was sugar rush? they mentioned that they like to experiment with different ways and styles when singing their lines, and they even take inspiration off each other when they're in the studio recording!!
BUT OK I HAVE A POINT TO THIS. THE POINT IS that their different voices just shine SO WELL in this title track. like you can seriously pick the little techniques that they like to do so clearly, their singing styles, the difference between gyu's airy and delicate voice in contrast to yeonjun's forward voice 🤤 OMG I LOVE when yeonjun sings like that, his enunciation is so interesting, especially because he has a lot of lines where he sings with a bit legato and then he suddenly adds accents to words !!! just wheewwww 😖(its been way too long since ive done anything music related so if im not making sense just. please go easy on me.)
the song as a whole is also just perfect !! one thing i will forever be obsessed with is the use of synths ! it makes the instrumental so pretty and compliments the whole new wave vibe they're going for, i seriously didn't expect them to go in this direction for this comeback, and i think that's what makes it so much more satisfying ‼️ the buildup in the prechorus is SOO GOOD. the instrumental rlly aids to it with the little like... buildup... fuck i forgot what it's called exactly but then when there's that little snare(?) and it leads to the most GODLY LAYERED HARMONY. i am so obsessed with layered harmonies, seriously. (red velvet is my sanctuary)
and ofc.... taehyun's high note.... his voice is just so mesmerizing im forever gonna be obsessed with it. it sounds so clear and is just pleasing to the ears, seriously. and the little "ooh" that he does after ??? MAN. I LOVE HIM IDK. IDK I LOVED THE SONG I NEED TO SHUT UP IM SORRYALDKGHS this was just supposed to be a few words idk how i got this far 😞
#I JUST LOOOVE ANALYZING SONGS 😭😭😭#i remember i did an essay once where i had to analyze two songs and explain the rhetorical strategies used#i picked pink in the night by mitski#and me and your mama by childish gambino#i LOVED. that assignment.#i never enjoyed writing an essay more in my life#i know no one is reading all this but i could srsly go on and on... and on...#sorry i just love music sm i cant even pretend to be normal abt it#rambles#koqabear asks
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i saw naked onew in my dream and life is beautiful. go and stream tinnitus by txt.
Oooh naked Onew, haven't heard about naked Onew in awhile I'm happy it was a joyous occasion and life is beautiful. Ooh actually I had a dream about an idol last night but I can't quite really say who it is but I think you can figure it out. But I was helping Carrie from Sex in the city get her boyfriend back cause she was being dramatic and ruined it. Said idol was in the back seat with me and I was able to fix everything. Then Carrie's boyfriend drove to Walmart to marry her? And while we walked to Walmart from the car the idol who's name rhymes with mucus? Was asking a lot of random questions and I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered "shhh" before kissing him and he swayed me back and forth. I wasn't actually going to share it cause I didn't know if I could but I'm glad I could use this as an opportunity cause I would have forgotten it and not be able to find it if I wanted to remember. Also I had a non kpop dream that was weird an aunt that passed away who I only met like a handful of times as a kid told me if I kept dressing like that I'll end up like her, which was she had like 9 kids from multiple different fathers. Jokes on her I haven't been able to carry a baby to full term the times I got pregnant. So there. And this is why I'm only going to respond to asks with maybe two sentences from now on. I'm not allowed to talk anymore.
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every video i've seen of six the musical is like 'ooh hey there girlypop hashtag SLAY my enemies with my the palace down boots [tinnitus inducing high riff that for all its technical brilliance disorients you for a good 20 seconds as you try not to get overwhelmed by the barrage of noise] girlPOWER hashtag ladyboss hashtag HERstory divorced beheaded and SERVED'
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Ooh coordinated tinnitus ringing that’s new
#eeeeeeeeeee#it happened simultaneously#one higher pitched than the other#crazy.#well time for some zinc
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Beep! Beep!
It is very different than the others!
Oh my god! Dont know how you do it like that. Wowww that must be exciting to see live! It’s always good to enjoy your time without pictures and videos.
Tinnitus and farewell Neverland are such good songs. I’m glad you got the chance to see them live! Was there any part of the performance you enjoyed in particular?
I’m happy to hear that you are resting before school starts for you again. I hope things aren’t too stressful for you!
Racecar indeed! Good job
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What do you call a little bear who never takes a bath?
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lissie: hehehe me likey then! blow my mind then somehow you bring it right back~ *queue me dancing to the dance like yeonjun do*
if you think about it, it is better to enjoy the moment than to archive everything. but, idk if it is just me or not but, i think because we record everything most of the time, the way our memories and brain recalling work is decreasing in a way?? it’s just not as sharp as it use to be and i also feel it. i just felt more forgetful when i record a video of an event and struggled to recall the event back in memory. and the more i think about it, the more black mirror-y it feels because of how reliant ppl are on their phone to remember something…
other than that, it is definitely exciting! i can remember me and this one other fan was talking on the way to the encore as i was slightly fuming that farewell, neverland hasn’t been played yet when i see the tree tent prop they use for the stage and i spoke like “I SEE TREE?!” and the person beside me laugh and we laugh so hard. those are the small memories that you couldn’t record tbh :D
ooh i also love that they perf a few of my fav songs of theirs that they didn’t perform in act:lovesick (can’t we just leave the monster, dear sputnik, no rules, our summer) so we love a rotational set list. another little episode of my second embarrassment is that i freaking forgot to bring my batteries for my moabong lmao
thanks! it’s been a good holiday for me but i just don’t feel as productive as i thought i was before the holidays. but i think me resting much help deplete me to not burn out easily next semester >.<
oh gosh i don’t know that !! agh i’m gonna guess “dirty bear” like “teddy bear”???? that doesn’t make any sense but ehhhh i don’t anymore
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