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Fourth MLM Ship Bracket Propaganda Submissions

Below you will find all of the submitted and approved ships for the Fourth MLM Ship Bracket Tournament along with the form to submit further propaganda at the bottom

This is another opportunity to submit propaganda for your favorite ships. Wether you were unable to submit propaganda for them in the initial form or you spot your favorite ship who has no propaganda submitted. Ships with a strikethrough have propaganda submitted, I will continue to update this post as propaganda is submitted. I will accept further propaganda for ships with already submitted propaganda but please prioritize those with out.

The goal is to have propaganda for all ships but I understand that may not be possible. Therefore I will be leaving the form open for a few weeks to see if we receive propaganda for at least half the ships.

Note: Please reach out to me if you spot any mistakes in character or fandom names, even if it is only formatting or spelling issues.

Monkey D. Luffy/Roronoa Zoro (One Piece)

Kyojuro Rengoku/Akaza (Demon Slayer)

Mikhail”Misha” [Heavy]/Dr. Ludwig [Medic] (Team Fortress 2)

Dave Strider/Karkat Vantas (Homestuck)

Chu Shuzhi/Guo Changcheng (Guardian, 2018)

Oliver Marks/James Farrow (If We Were Villains)

David Starsky/Kenneth "Hutch" Hutchinson (Starsky & Hutch)

Tinn/Gun (My School President)

Loki Odinson/Mobius M. Mobius (Loki)

Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen (DC Comics)

Levi Schmitt/Nico Kim (Grey's Anatomy)

Ren Amamiya or Akira Kurusu/Goro Akechi (Persona 5)

Wallace Price/ Hugo Freeman (Under the Whispering Door)

Daffy Duck/Bugs Bunny (Looney Toons)

Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan (Guardian, 2018)

Isak Valtersen/Even Bech Næsheim (SKAM)

Henry "Monty" Montague/Percy Newton (Montague Siblings)

Nico di Angelo/Will Solace (Camp Half-Blood Chronicles)

Argos/Mr. Plant (The World of Mr. Plant)

Richard St Vier/Alec Campion (Swordspoint Universe)

Klaus Hargreeves/Dave Katz (The Umbrella Academy)

Woody/Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story)

Victor Lawson/Hap (In the Lives of Puppets

Charlie/Babe (Pit Babe The Series)

Fred/Shaggy (Scooby-Doo)

Simon Snow/Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Grimm-Pitch (Carry On)

Gaius Octavius/Jedediah Smith (Night at the Museum)

Sound/Win (My School President)

Pat/Pran (Bad Buddy)

Mike Wazowski/James "Sulley" P. Sullivan (Monsters, Inc.)

Nicholas “Nick” Bell/ Seth Gray (The Extraordinaries)

Evan 'Buck' Buckley/Edmundo 'Eddie' Diaz (9-1-1)

Sean/White (Not Me: The Series)

Vegas Theerapanyakun/Pete Saengtham (Kinnporsche: The Series)

Runaan/Ethari (The Dragon Prince)

Larry Daley/Ahkmenrah (Night at the Museum)

Tintin/Captain Archibald Haddock (Tintin comics)

Bai Lang/Jin Xun An (My Tooth Your Love)

Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin (The Man from U.N.C.L.E)

Wario/Waluigi (Mario franchise)

Peter Parker/Miguel O'Hará (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse)

Steve Rogers/Anthony "Tony" Stark (Marvel Comics)

Dave Miller/Jack "Old sport" Kennedy (Dayshift at Freddy's)

Boston/Nick (Only Friends)

Kinn Theerapanyakun/Porsche Kittisawasd (Kinnporsche: The Series)

Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Craig Cuttlefish/Octavio Takowasa (Splatoon)

Tulio/Miguel (The Road to El Dorado)

Sun Wukong/Neptune Vasilias (RWBY)

Zachary Ezra Rawlins/Dorian (The Starless Sea)

Fox Mulder/Alex Krycek (The X-Files)

Thomas/Newt (The Maze Runner)

Fulgrim/Ferrus Manus (Warhammer 40k)

Kim Theerapanyakun/Porchay Kittisawasd (Kinnporsche: The Series)

Alec Lightwood/Magnus Bane (The Mortal Instruments)

Tan/Bun (Manner of Death)

Qrow Branwen/Clover Ebi (RWBY)

Rhy Maresh/Alucard Emery (Shades of Magic)

Yashiro Isana/Kuroh Yatogami (K Project)

Jaskier/Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Dustfinger/Mortimer "Mo" Folchart (Inkworld series)

Brandon/Sky (Winx Club)

Phineas Taylor “P. T.” Barnum/Phillip Carlyle (The Greatest Showman)

Alfred Hillinghead/Henry Ashe (Bodies TV Show)

Baal/Inanna (The Wicked + the Divine)

Timothy "Tim" Drake/Bernard Dowd (DC Comics)

Vash the Stampede/Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun Stampede)

Anthony Lockwood/Quill Kipps (Lockwood and Co)

Henry Winter/Francis Abernathy (The Secret History)

Crowley/Aziraphale (Good Omens)

Dainix/Falst (Aurora Comic)

Prince Rupert/Prince Amir (The Two Princes)

Finn/Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Jean Luc Picard/Q (Star Trek: The Next Generation)

Will Stronghold/Warren Peace (Sky High)

Heart/Li Ming (Moonlight Chicken)

Wallace Wells/Todd Ingram (Scott Pilgrim Takes Off)

Sunai/Veyadi Lut (The Archive Undying)

Linus Baker/Arthur Parnassus (The House in the Cerulean Sea)

Aaron Slaughter/Jace Boucher (House of Slaughter)

Hercule Poirot/Captain Arthur Hastings (Hercule Poirot)

Phaya/Tharn (The Sign)

Hercules/Iolaus (Hercules: The Legendary Journeys)

Todd/Black (Not Me: The Series)

Julio "Rictor" Esteban Richter/Shatterstar (Marvel Comics)

Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu (Word of Honor)

Siffrin/Isabeau (In Stars and time)

Kendall Knight/Logan Mitchell (Big Time Rush TV Show)

Yuichiro Hiyakuya/Mikaela Hyakuya (Owari no Seraph/Seraph of the End)

Palm/Nuengdiao (Never Let Me Go)

Khatha/Dome (Midnight Museum)

Asterix/Obelix (Asterix Comics)

Bowser/Luigi (Mario Franchise)

Lucien "Luc" O'Donnell/Oliver Blackwood (London Calling)

Kazuki Kurusu/Rei Suwa (Buddy Daddies)

Benjamin “Ben” Tennyson/Kevin Ethan Levin (Ben 10: Alien Force)

Lumière/Cogsworth (Beauty and the Beast)

Damian Wayne/Jon Kent (DC Comics)

Spy/Dell Conagher [Engineer] (Team Fortress 2)

Shanks/Buggy (One Piece)

Jesper Fahey/Wylan Van Ecks (Six of Crows)

Harold Finch/John Reese (Person of Interest)

Ulrich Stern/Odd Della Robbia (Code Lyoko)

Vincent Freeman/Jerome Morrow (Gattaca)

Eustass Kid/Killer (One Piece)

Christopher Hitchcock/Jalil Sherman (Everworld)

Frodo Baggins/Samwise Gamgee (Lord of the Rings)

Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar (Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves)

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petrichor-idyllic · 1 year

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Hi Petri, I would want to request a Minho x fem! reader where they know each other since before the mazes, when where just some simple tests in wckd, they were really close but were sent out to different mazes, reader's maze was in the edge of a river (who was the maze btw) and she manages to get out and get to the safe haven, and she have this glimpses of her past, dreams of things that happened, memories, but to her they're just stupid dreams, that's until she sees Minho again and everything seems to click cause she knows she knows him, and he has this feeling she's familiar too and then te friendship they had transition to love. (I saw your post about oc's and tried my best to be kinda of creative with this request, hope it went well 😅)

Ooo, I really like the idea of a water-based Maze. I can imagine little floating shacks held up by sticks and a rowing boat needed to traverse the Maze- definitely a good idea.

Also, I'm a sucker for the dream trope in this universe.

LIFE BEFORE DROWNING

MASTERLIST | MINHO MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: See above. Movie based fic because of the different Mazes.

WARNINGS: Inappropriate language, awkward teenagers, mention of Newt's suicide attempt, I've made up a monster for your Maze that is the equivalent of the Grievers, some mild suggestive themes, WICKED being WCKD because movie.

After hearing the experiences of other WCKD Subjects, you're starting to realise that your Maze was a little weird.

There was a Maze full of boys, one full of girls, another with mixed, some with monsters, some without- all nearly impossible to solve.

And yours was full of water.

For a few years, your life was like waking up and forgetting there's not ground beneath your feet, walking off your little wooden platform, and nearly drowning. You disliked the water.

It meant you also has to explore your Maze in a poorly constructed boat and had to deal with a half-metal half-serpent monster that roamed your Maze.

It was terrifying.

But that's not the only thing that strikes you as different to the others.

You remember things. Well, kind of.

Whilst you were in your Maze, you used to have memories- well, dreams -of your life before the Maze.

And most of them consisted of the same boy.

Asian. Dark-haired. Well-built. Taller than you. Handsome. Sarcastic. Passionate. And he cared about you, clearly.

You had dreams of playing card games together, sneaking around a lab, exchanging glances and pulling faces at each other whilst men in lab coats probe you, and staying up late in a cafeteria area when you weren't meant to.

It was all simple and meaningless- none of it ever held any significance. But it meant a lot to you. You didn't understand it, but it feels like you know this boy and that your friends with him.

You used to tell your friends in the Maze about it, and none of then experienced anything similar. So, you're really on your own with this one.

Though, one of your friends- your best friend, actually; a girl called Emmy, said something that stuck with you. And maybe even made you think it's true.

"Maybe WCKD couldn't take away the people we loved the most, no matter how hard they tried."

That doesn't matter, though. The survival rate of the Maze and WCKD in general is low.

But you're not in the Maze, anymore.

You were one of the first groups to be taken away from WCKD and put in the Safe Haven. You pretty much went straight from the Maze to paradise.

It was about sixish months later that the Gladers showed up. They'd been through hell and back, so Vince told everyone to give them space apart from the few people they actually knew.

You didn't really care for new arrivals. There has been a few since you got there, so it kind of became normal. But since Vince is back now, you doubt you'll get anymore.

Because of your simple lack of care, and the assumption the guy in your dreams is dead, it took you an embarrassingly long time to actually notice Minho.

A couple of weeks into the Gladers arrival, you stopped dead in your tracks, causing Emmy to walk straight into the back of you and drop soil absolutely everywhere.

"Bro? What the hell?" Emmy hisses. You don't respond, staring straight ahead. "(Y/N)?"

"It's him," you say.

"What?" She follows your line of sight, her gaze landing on the boy.

"The boy from my dream-memories - that's him."

"Holy shit. Are you sure?"

Minho is sitting at one of the dining tables with Gally, Thomas and Frypan, whilst you stand there like a deer in the headlights.

"Uh, dude," Thomas says to Minho as he takes a swig of the alcohol that Gally's made. Some things never change and the Gladers have got into the habit of finishing their jobs as soon as possible and day drinking to cope. "That girl is totally staring at you."

"Huh?" Minho looks at his friend, who points at you.

And then he looks at you.

"Oh, fuck, he's looking." You immediately avert your gaze. "Shit, Emmy, move. Go, go." You awkwardly push your friend away.

"My soil-"

"We can get more damn soil!" And with that, you flee.

Well, that was probably the most embarrassing thing you've done. That you can remember, at least.

Minho's blood ran cold, however.

You met his eyes for only a couple of seconds and it felt like he'd known you his whole life. You feel... familiar.

Minho didn't experience the same constant dreams you did- mainly because he's plagued by nightmares of Grievers and that day he found Newt out there. But he's had a couple. He can't remember them very well, but the parts he does remember have your face in it.

You go on acting a bit weird. Every chance you have to look at Minho, you take it.

Which also goes on for a couple of weeks.

"Haven't spoken to him, then?"

"'Course I haven't," you grumble to Emmy as you do your work in the garden. "And I'm not going to."

"What? Why not?"

"Because how would I go about that? 'Hey, dude, you don't know me but I've been having dreams about you for as long as I can remember- wanna be pals?'"

She chuckles, shaking her head. "I mean, why not?"

"What?"

"Why not go and say that to him? I mean, people have probably experienced weirder things 'causea WCKD- and those bastards from Group A had it the worst. I'm sure he'll understand."

"We don't know him," you groan, throwing your head back.

"But you do-"

"No, I don't." You sigh. "Maybe- maybe I used to, but I don't now. This is dumb." You pick up the empty water bucket and start walking backwards. "I'm not gonna speak to him- there's no point-! Shit!"

You back up into someone, the bucket clattering to the floor and the slight splash of water left in spilling out.

"Shit, sorry-" you turn around, meeting Minho's eyes. You blink, steeping back to lengthen the short distance between you. "Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I-I wasn't looking-"

"It's cool. All good," he holds his hands up.

Little did you know, Minho was actually on his way over to talk to you.

You let out a breath of relief, giving him an awkward smiles. "So, who aren't you going to talk to?"

He grins at you, playfully, and you look to Emmy for help. Who simply shrugs.

"Uh, nobody- doesn't matter."

"Alright," he clicks his tongue, "you guys are from a Maze, right? That weird, like, river one?"

"You been asking people about us?" Emmy pipes up and you glare at her.

"Just heard a couple of things," he puts his hands in his pockets, rocking in his heels. He looks at the bucket on the floor. "You need water?"

"Uh, yeah, we use it for the watering can. I was just about to get some more."

"Ah, it's fine," he bends over and picks it up, "I'll get it for ya."

"Oh, uh, don't you have a job to do?"

"I'm already done, besides, can't have a pretty girl wasting her energy, can I?" He smirks at you before turning and walking away, leaving you flustered.

You turn to Emmy, who is grinning from ear to ear.

"Don't."

Minho returns and insists on helping you out on the gardens. Emmy feigns illness to give you some alone time.

That you don't want.

Though, Minho is a shit gardener.

"It's obvious you didn't work with plants in your Maze," you chuckle.

"Really? I thought I was impressing you," he says sarcastically, and you roll your eyes. "I was a Runner, if you're interested."

"A Runner?" You lean on a plant support beam as Minho picks at some vegetables.

"Yeah, exactly what it says in the tin- I ran the Maze. Day in, day out. I was Keeper- uh, Leader of the Runners."

"Wow, musta been pretty good at it."

"I wasn't half bad," he chuckles. "What did you do? You have a job in your Maze?"

You shake your head. "Everyone kinda did a bit of everything. We worked on rotation since groups had to go out in boats, exploring the Maze was hard- so we all took it in turns. Fresh eyes also meant someone could spot something we didn't. Everyone was on the same field in my home."

"You didn't have a Leader?"

"Well, we all just respected the first guy that got there, but I wouldn't say he was in charge."

"So, you had guys and girls in your Maze?"

"Mhm, you didn't? Oh, shit yeah, you're Group A." You recall Emmy saying.

"Mhm- just dudes."

"Must've sucked. I can't imagine being stuck with just a buncha guys- gross."

He barks a laugh, standing up and shaking his had. "We had one girl- she was only there for a couple of days. But I'm pretty sure we did gross her out the brief time she was there."

"What was she like?"

"Total bitch-"

"Hey," you snap, "watch your mouth, man, you shouldn't talk about women like that."

He holds his hands up again. "Sorry. I just mean..." He trails off, the memory clearly becoming painful. "She betrayed us. Told WCKD our location and had me- well she- I was... shuck it."

"You don't have to tell me about it," you reassure him, "shit happens; I'm not entitled to know about it."

"No, uh," he hesitates. "It's weird, I wanna tell you. Kinda feels like I know you."

"We've never spoken before-" you try to brush off the comment, not wanting this awkward conversation. You figured once you came here, awkward conversations and relationship drama would be over.

"That's not what I mean," he sighs. "I know it's forward, but there are a lot of people I wish I woulda told klunk to before I lost 'em. So, I'm just sayin' it. You feel familiar. Like I know you before I lost my memories. You feel it too, right?"

You pause, but nod. "Yeah, I know you."

"Then we should be friends, right? If we know each other?"

You smile, feeling butterflies in your stomach. "Yeah, I'd like that."

And from then on, you became friends with Minho.

You eat with him, stay up late talking to him, get introduced to the Gladers, drink with them, and just generally have fun with him and his friends. Even Emmy joins in- and you're pretty sure she has a thing for Frypan.

But the problem is that you have a thing for Minho. He's effortlessly attractive, and he's funny and attentive. He makes it known he cares about you and likes making you laugh.

And it's starting to make your heart skip a beat, especially when he jokingly flirts with you. It did start off as a dumb inside joke, but now you're starting to hope it's genuine.

Your friendship grows closers and your wants grow bigger.

"What the hell are you doing?" You shout as you watch the Gladers splash water at each other and frolic in the ocean under the moonlight. They've all stripped down into their underwear in what was originally a dare from Emmy, but now they're enjoying it.

"Come on!" Minho shouts, standing up straight as he waves you towards him. You swallow as you watch salt water dribble down his abs.

Yanno, if he wasn't so fine, this crush would be less of a problem.

"The water feels shuckin' great! Aha! Oi! Gally! Stop it! You goddamn slinthead!" He shouts as he gets attacked.

"C'mon, (Y/N), it'll be fun." Emmy giggles, kicking her shoes off and walking towards the water.

Then she freezes. Just before her toes hit the water.

Due to the nature of your Maze, most people got attacked by the fresh-water monster you called the Serpent. You only had the one, but it's shadow lurked under the boat and it's full form was never seen because of it's size.

Either you got bit when it jumped out the water and it dragged you with it until you drowned, or it injected you with venom. It wouldn't kill you, but it left you seething with agony for days.

You got biten twice. Emmy three times.

You don't like big bodies of water now- especially when you can't see the bottom.

"Emmy?" You step towards your friend, putting your hand on her shoulder.

"I-I can't- what if something's in there?"

"There's nothing in there; we're safe here. But you don't have to go in. I'm not."

"C-can we get a drink?"

"Sure," you give her a soft smile. "Hey, guys!" You shout, getting the boys' attention. "We're calling it a night- see you tomorrow."

They group hollars their goodbyes and you both leave to have a couple of drinks before bed.

You watch Emmy sleep, hands in your pockets as she lightly snores in her pocket.

"Hey," Minho makes you jump and you immediately shush him. "Hey," he repeats, in a whisper this time. "You okay? You kinda ran off before."

He's fully clothed now, but his hair's still damp.

"Yeah," you clear your throat, "just... Maze shit, you know?"

He raises his head up a bit. "Dare I ask?"

You sigh, nodding for him to follow you. He does as you sit on once of the benches on the sand.

He gingerly sits next to you.

"You ever wonder why Emmy and I don't really talk to anyone else?"

"Kinda, just figured you didn't like many people."

"It's because we're the only two people that survived our Maze." He shifts slightly, his jaw tensing. "You had your Grievers, we had our Serpent. It was Lovecraftian big, and we had to get through the last part of our Maze on foot because getting the boats over the circular doorframes was taking too long. It was a bloodbath- let that thing pick us off one by one until me and Emmy were the last men standing. She doesn't like- we don't like water anymore." You pause.

"I always think the Serpent is going to dive out and drag me under or tear me shreds." You look at him. "I know it's dumb and we're safe here but I-" your voice breaks. "I can't- I lost everyone, I can't-"

"Hey, hey," he throws his arm around you, pulling you into a hug. "It's okay, I get it. You know, whenever anyone's building anything around here with those tools we stole from WCKD, I can't be anywhere near it. It sounds exactly like the noises the Grievers used to make- I don't know how Gally works with that klunk all day."

"We're fucked up, huh?" You chuckle between sniffs and he grins at you.

"Yeah, we are. Thanks WCKD."

You both chuckle. But you stop when your eyes land on his lips, flickering up to his eyes and his lips again.

"What do you think we used to be? Before the Maze?" You mumble.

He smiles faintly. "What do you mean?"

Maybe it's the buzz from the alcohol from your drinking game that's making you so bold, or maybe it's how close he is. It doesn't matter- you're drunk in some sense.

"Well, we know each other, do you reckon we were just friends or..?"

He tilts his head. "Why? What did you want us to be?"

"I used to have dreams about you- in the Maze. All the time. Emmy used to tease me about my 'old boyfriend'," you smile fondly, "it was so dumb, but... I don't know."

"Do you wonder if she was right?"

You don't speak, just giving a simple nod. "Do you want her to be?"

"Do you?"

You lock eyes with him. His eyelids are heavy and his body is now completely facing you. "Shuck it," he mumbles, leaning in a kissing you.

You gasp into his lips for a second, and it feels like something bursts in your chest.

You kiss him back immediately, fire sparking along your skin and the world feeling lighter. You run your fingers through his hair, his pulling you closer by your waist.

He pulls away, sucking in air. He goes to speak but as his eyes flicker open, it's like something overwhelms him and he kisses you again, deeper this time. His tongue brushes over your lower lip and he pulls on the belt straps of your jeans.

You hum into his mouth, egging him on further. But he suddenly breaks away.

"I gotta stop," he mumbles, pretty much into you, "or I'm gonna get carried away."

You snicker, the thought making more butterflies form in your stomach.

"Yanno," he continues, breathing laboured. "It doesn't really matter what we used to be- it matters what we are now."

"And?" You raise your eyebrow. "What do you want that to be?"

He grins. "Haven't I made that obvious?" He says before he kisses you again.

Yo yo, I really liked this one, and I got to be creative with making my own WCKD creation.

I hope you enjoyed :))

#🌿 petri writes tmr #🍃 petri tmr #🌿 petri writes #🌿 petri tmr minho #tmr fanfiction #tmr imagines #tmr minho #minho the maze runner #minho tmr #minho tmr x reader #minho maze runner #the maze runner

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kazville · 1 year

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A long post of all the (cute) newtmas moments from The Fever Code

Page 41, Thomas seing Newt for the first time: "Another boy lay there, blond hair cropped short, eyes closed, covers pulled up to his chin. (...) He saw the name on the monitors. Newt. Three now. He knew three names."

Page 74, their first interaction: " 'Hey I'm Newt', the boy whispered. 'And I know bloody well who you are.'"

Page 82, Newt and Sonya make Thomas realize that WICKED isn't how he thought it was: "For the first time since the man named Randall had hurt him, he felt a sudden and shocking anger toward the people behind it all. Toward WICKED."

Page 83, Newt calling Thomas 'Tommy' for the first time: " 'That's the way of things, Tommy' "

Page 83, Thomas dreaming of Newt: "Throughout his shortened night, he dreamed of Newt and Sonya. Of Newt and Lizzy."

Page 89, Newt making Thomas laugh: "A laugh exploded out of Thomas's mouth that send spray everywhere"

Page 127, them meeting again after being seperated for two years: " 'What's up Tommy?' Newt exclaimed, his face filled with genuine happiness at the pleasant surprise that'd been sprung on him."

Page 127, Newt complimenting Thomas: " 'You look bloody fantastic for three in the morning' "

Page 167, they meet again three years later: " 'Well, look who the bloody copper dragged in', Newt said, pulling Thomas into a big hug. He pounded his back a few times before letting go."

Page 172, them being goofy: "Newt tripped over him, and then they were both laughing, legs and arms tangled in a pile on the ground."

Page 172, Newt teasing Thomas: " 'Are you sure WICKED knows what they're doing with you? (...) You seem a little more clown than elite' "

Page 326, Thomas thinking of Newt before entering the Glade: " 'I'm coming for you, Newt' Thomas whispered, so softly that no one could possibly hear him."

#i miss them so much #these are mostly from the first half because after that it gets sad #newtmas #the maze runner #the fever code #tmr newt #tmr thomas #tmr quotes

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hollybell51 · 2 years

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Truth or dare

Series masterlist, masterpost

Newt x fem!Reader Maze Runner (2009 novel - James Dasher, 2014 film - Wes Ball)

Word count: 1015

Summary: we all know how teenagers can get with this game, need I say more?

Content: literally just... teenagers being teenagers (I’m a feminist, I’ll never say “boys being boys”, but you know what I mean). Kissing. Some fluff. A little bit cringe but aren’t we all. There is nothing for you to worry about my dears.

Notes: hey all, new and old! Have just realised that maybe some of you like my writing judging of the attention (albeit meagre) and feedback that my stuff’s been getting on here, so I thought I’d have a crack at worming my way into the Maze Runner market! I’ve got a whole host of oneshots and a trilogy of Newt/reader fics that I’ve just been itching to edit and post, so here they are! This is the first but by no means will it be the last, and I may even consider taking requests (see my profile for more details on this).

Anyways, let’s get into it, hope you enjoy!

Also reading this while editing/re-writing has made me realise how much I miss this dude. He’s so... he is so many things.

“Ok, ok, ok,” you said, laughing as Minho dropped down beside you, puffing slightly and pulling his shirt back over his head, “your turn.”

“Newt,” he said, his voice slightly croaky from Clint’s dare – to run around the Glade shirtless while screaming as loud as he could. “Truth or dare?”

Next to you, Newt pretended to think for a minute, then grinned. “Dare,” he said in his adorable British accent.

A wicked gleam lit up Minho’s face and he glanced at you. Oh shit. As your best friend, he knew about your particular feelings towards Newt, those feelings being very strongly of the romantic nature. Your heart beat faster, and you glanced at Newt to see that he looked slightly apprehensive.

“Ok then,” Minho grinned, “Newt, I dare you to kiss (Y/N). Right here, right now, on the lips.”

Newt looked at you, his serious brown eyes searching your face. “If you don’t want to,” he said, “I won’t.”

“No,” you smiled, “it’s ok. Don’t think I could live with the guilt of being the reason you had to chicken.”

“Get on with it!” Minho told you, and Newt rolled his eyes, then leaned forward, and placed a hand on your cheek. He pressed his lips to yours, and for a second you marvelled at how soft they were. You kissed him back, feeling his warm hand move around behind your head and into your hair. It was too intimate for a simple dare, and you were acutely aware of the stares and good natured jeering of the other Gladers. You pulled away first, feeling your face heat.

Minho clapped slowly, grinning at Newt. “I wasn’t sure if you were gonna do it, man,” he said. Newt snorted, running a hand through his hair.

“Moving on,” you announced loudly, leaning forward and rubbing your hands together, “it’s your turn, Newt.”

“Tommy,” the blond boy said, “truth or dare?”

The rest of the night, you couldn’t stop thinking about kissing Newt. You couldn’t properly pay attention, except when you were being dared to sing the entirety of “Old MacDonald” with your mouth full of peanut butter. He’d been so gentle with you, and he wasn’t a bad kisser either. You replayed it in your mind countless times, until you were sure you weren’t imagining the tenderness in his eyes, in his hand on your face, in his lips.

“Ok,” you said eventually, “I’m tired. Think I might head off, see you shanks in the morning!” You got up, mock saluting the group and making your way to your hammock, the voices of the others reaching your ears in the quiet of the night.

“Newt,” Thomas’s voice, “I dare you to go and tell (Y/N), honestly, the way you feel about her. Right now.”

“Yeah,” Minho added, “it’s killing me to watch you two skirt around each other like a shuck pair of opposing magnets.”

“No!” Newt said, “I don’t want to make it awkward!”

Minho snorted. “Am I the only one who saw that kiss? The way you two were looking at each other… I mean, come on.”

“I wanted to make sure she was ok with it!” Bless and curse Newt’s shivalry, you thought as your insides performed an Olympic worthy gymnastic routine.

“Anyone would have thought you were standing at an altar. Trust me, you won’t make it awkward.”

Jesus, had it been that obvious? You heard a sigh, then a grunt and uneven footsteps on the grass.

“(Y/N)?” Newt asked, gently touching your shoulder, “You still awake?”

“I could hear you guys,” you said, sitting up and facing him.

“You could?“

You nodded.

“Well then,” he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, “I guess I should just spit it out.”

You nodded again, listening.

“(Y/N),” Newt took a deep breath, “I really, really like you. I don’t know if you—“ he broke off, catching your face-splitting grin. “What?”

“I like you too,” you smiled. “And you don’t need to worry about making anything awkward.”

“Minho... cheeky little shank,” he muttered.

You laughed. “That’s about right.”

You stared at each other for a moment, then Newt shook his head, as if laughing at something he’d thought of. He looked up, meeting your eyes with an expression of the utmost sincerity. “I want to kiss you again.”

“I want you to kiss me again.”

He did, softly and sweetly just as you’d imagined he would. You were grateful for the darkness and for the privacy as you felt your cheeks flush pink, even though it wasn’t the first time. But somehow this felt more real, when it was the two of you alone, unprompted. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers brushing the soft strands of his hair where they curled at the base of his skull. His own hands moved over your back, circling your waist and pulling your body closer to his.

You broke apart, both breathless and giddy as only two people who had just kissed for the first time could be.

“We should go to bed,” you said quietly.

“Yeah, probably,” he replied.

Neither of you moved. You wondered what the proper procedure for this kind of situation was. There should be a hand book, “dating someone while stuck in a giant maze 101.” Maybe you’d write it. Was it too soon to ask him to sleep with you? To stay the night in your hammock, to have each other in your arms as you slept?

You cleared your throat nervously, then gestured to the hammock. “You don’t have to walk back to yours, if you don’t want to.” You felt yourself blush, it had sounded much smoother in your head.

“Uh, yeah, sure, why not?” Newt went a little pink too, and you lay down, shuffling sideways and holding the fabric open for him. He slid in beside you, and you pulled the blanket up, hesitantly resting your head on his shoulder.

“I like this,” he whispered.

“So do I,” you replied, then kissed his cheek. “Night, Newt.”

“Goodnight, (Y/N),” he stroked your hair, then bent his head to kiss your forehead. You could see yourself getting used to this.

#the maze runner #maze runner #oneshot #maze runner fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #Self Insert #self insert fanfiction #reader insert #fem!reader #newt #newt maze runner #newt x reader #maze runner oneshot #fluff #tooth rotting fluff #first kiss #teenage romance #tags may be added

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crestfallercanyon · 1 year

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now that maze runner secret santa has been revealed, I have moodboards for the gift for @singt0me !

My brain exploded when I first was given the amazing space opera prompt by singtome for secret santa gifting, so I created these moodboards and playlists and whatnot in the very beginning for inspiration. I've got brenda and teresa as well for moodboards, which I will post soon, but I hope you had a wonderful holiday and I hope you enjoy these and continue to enjoy the fic!!!! Aphelion

Minho was fine with how everything had ended up. Captain of his own ship, the Striker, and traveling through space was exactly what he'd wanted. It didn't matter that Gally was gone, good for him, Minho hadn't asked him to stay. Thomas and Newt were living their life out in the countryside of some backwater planet, and Minho was happy for them, truly. WICKED controlled space, and well, at least they were so preoccupied with that Minho was free to do what he liked. He had his programmer, Brenda, from the Scorch to keep him company if he really got lonely. Though lately she's been spending more time on her computers than she has been up top with him. That was fine, too. She could do as she liked. Then Gally comes back into Minho's orbit with a bounty on his head that just keeps ticking up in number, and turns out, Minho's not okay with how things ended. He just hopes it's not too late to turn the ship around.

read the fic here.

#REVEALS!#minally #brenderesa #the maze runner #tmr minho #tmr gally #tmr brenda #tmr teresa #maze runner secret santa #singtome #thank you for having an amazing idea for a gift i'ts been so fun to write #tmrss22

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mazegays · 11 months

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Fic Masterpost

compiling all of my fics in one convenient post! chronological order, green are ongoing works, yellow are nsfw.

i never thought they'd lock you in a cage

Thominho; Role Reversal, set mainly during TDC (movie). Minho is the Greenie, Thomas is the experienced Runner who is kidnapped by WICKED.

maze of stars and hearts

Thominho; Star Trek Crossover AU. The whole gang is here as their up-and-coming star captain falls in love with his science officer. And also the admirals are dicks.

the flow of the ocean: a current of change

Thominho; Mermaid AU. Sometimes, a dive into the ocean is the same thing as a dive into love; for Minho, that just happens to mean marrying into ocean royalty.

even birds need to learn how to fly

Thominho; In this world where the Mazes never existed but the Flare does, we get a look into the lives of survivors Minho and Thomas. Also features little!Thomas and caregiver!Minho.

temper the flame, but refuse to let it die

Thominho; Soulmates AU. Minho's grown up with drawings and messages all over his arms, but he's never written back, not even to tell his soulmate his name.

hot coffee, coming through!

Thominho; Modern AU. Thomas is a cute barista who has the terrible misfortune of getting burned (literally) in front of Minho, who was annoying Newt with his non-studious ways and sent for coffee.

suits and swords

Thominho, Nalby, Sonyarriet; Royalty AU. Set vaguely in our Tudor era, this is an A/B/O au that follows young princes - Minho and Thomas, and their many friends - of recently treatied countries over the course of their lives. Includes none of our historical figures. Does include two religions that I made up.

they burned your skin with bloodied ink

Thominho; An alternate take on what could have happened with the individual tests after Scorch Trials. Thomas doesn't come back--and when he does, it's for the worst. Whump and hurt/comfort abound.

if only we'd known

Thominho; Brendesa, Nalby; Magic AU. Thomas is terribly busy when his sister calls to perform a spell she knows nothing about. With Minho, of all people. It's a terrible idea.

He does it anyway.

the bones beneath your skin rattle and crack before they hatch

Thominho; Canon Divergence. WICKED went much, much farther with their experiments--as Thomas is quickly learning in a very painful way.

for you i can do anything but fly

Thominho; Modern AU. Thomas is stressed about work, money, and college; Minho just doesn't understand why Thomas is pulling away.

roses smell oh so sweet when one hasn't a nose

Thominho; Scorch Trials Canon Divergence. Brenda and Thomas are trapped in the tunnels, and maybe this would be a good moment for flirting... if Thomas weren't so obviously in love, that is. Brenda's POV.

i can't read your mind (but you'll share your thoughts anytime)

Thominho; Canon Divergence. Thomas and Minho have telepathy. In some ways, this makes things easier. In others, it makes them more difficult. They manage to fall in love anyway.

what's in the woods? (just thomas and minho)

Thominho; After a year in Paradise, Thomas and Minho take a vacation. It ends up being... less of a vacation than they wanted.

the woods (they want your fear)

Thominho; Modern AU. Minho and Thomas try to take a camping trip. It's all going well, until Thomas goes off on his own.

a shield you are not

Thominho, Sonyarriet; Scorch Trials Canon Divergence. Thomas makes some new friends in Group B. Minho and the others aren't so sure about them, but they can't stop Thomas from doing what he wants.

There is whump but this is mostly a fun fic.

these walls may break you but we will remake you

Thominho, Sonyarriet; Scorch Trials Canon Divergence. Thomas is kept alone, isolated for months on end with only his journals to keep him company. Will he be able to escape WICKED and heal from this experience?

the blues will heal if only you let them

Background Thominho; Very little dialogue. Thomas and Minho are stuck in the Maze--again. And Minho's not responding to anything, so it's up to Thomas to get them out.

rocky falls and rocky scars

Thominho; Set early in Paradise. Thomas hits his head on a rock while trying to play a joke on Minho. Hurt/comfort ensues.

haunted memories (memories, memories, memories)

Thominho, Thomas & Minho & Gally friendship; Set post-Death Cure, in a universe where the Flare never really existed and the survivors of the trials get to return to their families. Thomas, Minho, and Gally go to a haunted house... and in doing so, risk returning to some of their worst memories.

tears (that we don't remember)

Thominho; Thomas and Minho are taking a week off, and things are going well until a storm hits their camping spot in the woods. Whump, hurt/comfort.

scarred hearts (still beat)

Thominho; Minho thinking about his lightning scars in Paradise.

rocks, stones, walls, us

Thominho; Minho has to send his crush the Greenie into the Maze alone. This is a normal level of nervous to be about that, right? Right? Whump, hurt/comfort.

when screams (are the only escape)

Thominho; Minho thinks they're all used to them by now. The nightmares, the screams.

Thomas seems to be the only one unaffected. Hurt/comfort.

bees aren't the only ones with hives

Thominho, Sonyarriet; Minho's drink gets spiked at a party. An allergic reaction and brief terror follows. Whump, hurt/comfort.

bad days (can be almost good, sometimes)

Thominho; Their day off is the day Thomas's brain decides that hallucinations are the way to go. Whump, hurt/comfort.

anywhere, as long as I'm with you

Sonyarriet; Sonya and Harriet want to go... and see if the boys are around, totally, that's it. It's just their luck that Harriet gets hurt along the way.

milkshakes: the cure-all

Thominho; Gally's been bullying Thomas and he's been trying his best to make sure Minho doesn't find out. But now Gally is talking directly to Minho.

i don't breathe (without you)

Thominho; Thomas might be able to find happiness here, someday. Peace, maybe.

If only it was real.

MCD, Hurt/No Comfort

memories (they ache)

Thomas & Sonya, Sonyarriet, Thominho: Thomas doesn't know who this girl is, or why he should trust her. But he does, and that's what gets them out. Whump, hurt/comfort.

the fog rolls away

Thominho; Minho experiences a depressive episode in Paradise. Thomas is there to help.

carved names (crossed out)

Thominho; Post-Death Cure, they've begun housing Immunes in the Glades. This leads to distress in those who were trapped there. Hurt/comfort.

choose three (or we kill them all)

Thominho; based on the individual trials post-Scorch. Minho is forced to pick who lives or dies. Whump, hurt/comfort.

parties (are not for the weak)

Sonyarriet, Thominho; Modern AU. Harriet would like to have a normal birthday party, please. Not one that involves assholes pointing guns at her and her friends. Hurt/comfort.

our songs are ending (but don't cry)

Thominho, Sonyarriet, Minho & Thomas & Sonya & Harriet; No matter how many times they try, they cannot seem to escape WICKED. Each time they do, they only get worse beatings and less food.

But Thomas has to keep trying. They have to get out.

Torture, MCD

as night falls

Thominho; In Paradise, Thomas is having trouble sleeping. Minho notices. Hurt/comfort.

supposed to be

Thominho, Nalby, Sonyarriet; Wingfic + Royalty AU. Thomas is nervous about declaring courtship and officially marking himself as an adult. So of course things go wrong. Whump, hurt/comfort.

just remember those wicked words your mother used to say

Thominho; Fantasy AU set in the Maze. Thomas has powers, but he doesn't know how to use them and he doesn't know how to tell anyone. So he doesn't. Whump, hurt/comfort.

this love came back to me

Thominho; Thomas has chronic pain in Paradise and this is how Minho helps him with it. Hurt/comfort

finding you

Thominho; Fever Code Era. Thomas is quiet, and maybe a little weird. That doesn't stop Minho from getting to know him, and helping him where he can. Hurt/comfort.

(aka: The beginning of the long empath Thomas AU I have plotted out.)

fever dream high

Thominho, Sonyarriet; Soulmate AU. After the Scorch, Groups A and B are placed into a Maze together. Thomas is a dumbass who doesn't know anything about anything, so when he saves Minho's life this time, it really is an accident.

But they don't really care about that part. Hurt/comfort.

following you

Thominho; Minho's first impression of Thomas--Greenies aren't usually of much interest to him, but this one? He's gonna be watching him.

could already feel your kiss

Thominho, Brendesa, Sonyarriet; Enemies to lovers AU, set in a 1950s-inspired setting because Minho racing motorcycles in leather jackets. (You're welcome.)

Thomas visits his sister in her college town, only to find out that she's gone and joined a gang... and that he's not allowed to talk to the rival gang.

Minho, though? He's just got his eye on the new pretty boy in town.

And through it all, Janson and Ava are terrible parents.

Whump, hurt/comfort.

janson is a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad man

Rape/Non-con, Mindbreak, Drugged Sex

Whump, big time. Comfort is slim but there. 18+. If you want to chat about this one, head over to @rememberthatiloveyou.

Thominho; Post-Scorch Trials AU. Janson takes the... opportunity of having Thomas at his mercy to treat him however he pleases. This includes making a deal with the few remaining Gladers in order to leave with Thomas.

saving you (is all that matters)

Thominho, Sonyarriet, Past Nalby; Post-Scorch Trials. Minho's terrified of telling the others that he thinks Thomas might be dead.

Thomas, meanwhile, only knows white.

Whump, hurt/comfort.

falling branches

Thominho, Sonyarriet, Nalby, Brendesa; Modern AU. When Thomas, Minho, Sonya, Newt, and Harriet get stuck in a storm, Minho's fight or flight kicks in--and he chooses flight. Thomas follows him, and this is the journey of getting them back.

Whump, hurt/comfort, check endnotes for more warnings.

for the hope of it all

Thominho; Modern AU. Minho and Thomas have been dating for a few years now. To their friends and family, everything is going great!

... Except for the fact that they're not actually dating. And now Minho doesn't know what to say.

MCD, hurt/comfort.

damn sure never would've danced with the devil

Sequel to janson is a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad man.

18+. @rememberthatiloveyou if you want to chat.

Thominally; Thomas wants to Minho to treat him differently in bed; Gally steps in to make sure all parties are pleased.

dancing in the starlight

Sonyarriet; Modern AU. Newt is boring. Sonya knows this, but because he's her brother, she decides to spend time with him anyway. And that turns out to be a fantastic way to find something exciting in her life.

Harriet's just trying to do her job, trying to learn everything she can about flowers so she can reach her dreams. It's not her fault there's a pretty girl distracting her.

aka: Watch Sonya and Harriet fall in love.

love is stored in the hand

18+. @rememberthatiloveyou if you want to chat.

Thominally fisting fic.

i'll say "just fine"

Thominho, Sonyarriet, Fry/Gally, past Nalby; Set in a no-Maze world where WICKED decided to take over the world in much less subtle way. Minho, much like everyone else he knows, is just trying to survive. Trying to keep memories of before alive as much as he can while also grieving the loss of far too many loved ones. He goes back to his old house, the last place he saw them alive. Whump, hurt/comfort. Mentions of torture.

could've followed my fears all the way down

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24

Thominally slowburn; Sonyarriet, Thomas & Sonya.

After nearly a year in Paradise, this is how things are going for some of our Gladers:

Thomas is struggling to understand how to piece himself back together, and he's not sure why any of his friends want him around.

Gally doesn't know what the fuck he's doing, especially not when he starts falling for the kid he used to hate.

Minho pretends he's got his shit together, but he's been in love with his best friend for over a year and hasn't said anything.

Whump, suicidal thoughts and actions, self-harm, hurt/comfort. It gets worse before it gets better.

You've Got Mail for @adoresbenho

Thominho slowburn(ish), very background nalby, brendesa, and sonyarriet. Written in epistolary format. Thomas and Minho attend sister boarding schools that require their students to exchange letters with each other. The trick? Their pen pals are selected for them, and they're not allowed to switch or even stop writing until they graduate. It's going to be a long few years.

#nix writes #fic masterlist #thominho #nalby #sonyarriet #brendesa #thominally #thomally #tmr fic #whump #whumptober #thominho week #2018 - 2022 at the time was made actually #hurt/comfort #fanfic #whump writing #minally #longfic

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scorchedmazes · 7 months

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i officially finished all of my minewt weekend fics!! here’s a compiled list of all of them with the prompts:

i loved, loved, loved these prompts and reading all of the fics/posts people made!! ty so so much @minewtweek for these ideas!!

“tfc”

summary: set in tfc after minho and gally’s failed escape attempt. newt comforts minho after he is tortured by wicked.

“jk.. unless”

summary: a very sleep deprived minho confesses smth to newt, who is pleasantly surprised by his confession.

“it was always you”

summary: minho confesses smth to newt one night in the glade.

“first day”

summary: the very first day in the glade is overwhelming.. until you meet someone.

#minewtweekend2023 #the maze runner #the scorch trials #the death cure #the fever code #my fics #ari talks #ari speaks

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newtmas-fest · 1 year

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NEWTMAS FEST REVEALS!

Here we are, with the REVEALS for the 2022 edition of Newtmas fest!!

Thank you for following and/or participating in our fest! We hope to see you on our next edition too! To always be updated on our fest, follow us here on Tumblr.

Help us program our next edition by responding to this google form.

And now for you the complete list of our submissions, no longer anonymous!

☆ and though I can’t recall your name (I still got love for you) [General Audiences - 4,159 w] by achwieloustig

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43657561

Summary: Based on prompt 03: Ever since he was sent up in the Box, Newt has dreams about a brown-haired boy whose name he doesn’t know. In the map room, he sketches the strange boy on bits of scrap paper. The other Keepers tease him about his ‘dream-man’. Then one day the Box comes up with a Greenie (Thomas), who looks exactly like the face on Newt’s drawings.

☆ If you say you want me, I can make you mine [Teen and Up Audience - 3,931 w] by Introvertedintellect350 @book-and-music-lover

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43759629

Summary: Thomas Greene finds himself questioning everything he thinks he knows about himself when one Newton Isaacs walks into his life. But on the annual Christmas Eve Ball, he worries he may have ruined everything after the last time they spoke weeks earlier.In which Thomas comes to several revelations over the course of as many months in regards to the boy who might just be more than a friend.

A Regency-Era AU.

☆ Our Love is Like No Other [General Audience - 1,269 w] by blueeyedwonder7

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43872832

Summary: Thomas helped take down WCKD no problem, this very important question he had to ask Newt?? He was worried to say the least.

☆ Truth or Dare? [General Audiences - 2,294 w] by Itsthemaze @itsthemxze

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43884715

Summary: During a drunken game of Truth or Dare, Newt tells the story of his first kiss, with a boy named Thomas he lost contact with. Well, it just so happens that Minho knows a Thomas, and it being 2AM on a weekday is not going to deter him from seeing if it’s the same one. For Newt’s sake, of course.

☆ twin flame [Mature - 13,058 w] by FilisMaze @filismaze

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44024550/chapters/110693271

Summary: Involuntarily, he reached into his pocket, jabbed his fingertips against the wooden figure he was carrying for Thomas, before finding the note which lay below. It had become a habit in a short time, a constant need to make sure it was still there. And with the horrifying image of the dead woman and the grieving man in mind, Newt made a decision. Abruptly he stopped, bringing Thomas to a halt as well who turned to him in surprise. “I need to talk to you, Tommy. Just you. It’ll only take a second.”

or: Newt learns he isn't immune to the Flare and decides to take precautions. Thomas does not like this.

☆ a rhapsody for you and my (our symphony) [Mature - 6,700 w] by flemoncake @go-catch-a-chickn

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44065372

Summary: This realization hits him like lightning. It has always been there. But it’s them standing together over the corpse of a greedy WICKED spy, the tunes of an old country song vibrating in their chests and blood rushing through their ears, mixing shock and relief that make him understand: Thomas would do anything for Newt. Anything to keep him safe. It’s as simple as that.

or: 5 times music helps Thomas to realize he's in love with Newt + 1 time music helps Newt to show Thomas that their love is real

☆ star wars au [Digital Art: Moodboard/Edit] by @newtedison

https://newtedison.tumblr.com/post/707438806465445888/star-wars-au-thomas-is-a-rebel-who-needs-a

Summary: thomas is a rebel who needs a reminder of what he’s fighting for. newt is a scrapper who needs someone to fight for him.

#newtmas #the maze runner #Maze Runner #newtmas fest #thomas #newt

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Other Fandoms (agerefandom masterpost)

fandoms in red are fandoms that I don't know personally, but I've done art or moodboards for them! fandoms in purple are ones that I have moderate familiarity with, but I can't write every character. The rest are ones that I just haven't made as much content for.

Ace Attorney regressor!apollo edit regressor!edgeworth with cg!gumshoe moodboard

The Addams Family caregiver!morticia moodboard

All For The Game regressor!kevin and cg!andrew moodboard

Avatar: The Last Airbender Flourishing in Sunlight: post-canon fic with cg!Zuko and regressor!Katara gaang agere art regressor!sokka moodboard

Barbie Movie regressor!ken moodboard

The Boy regressor!brahms headcanons

Castlevania (Netflix) regressors!trevor and alucard moodboards/headcanons

Check Please regressor!jack headcanons (ask game) regressor!bitty art

Coraline regressor!wybie moodboard

Corpse Bride regressor!victor van dort moodboard regressor!emily art

Criminal Minds season one gang regression headcanons regressor!spencer and cg!derek art

Danganronpa regressor!toko, chihiro, and yasuhiro edits bunny regressor!mikan tsumiki moodboard regressor!chihiro moodboard caregiver!sakura moodboard regressor!ishimaru moodboard w themes of cg!mondo

DC Content regressor!harley quinn moodboard (comics) regressor!oswald moodboard (gotham) regressor!joker moodbard (telltale series) regressor!flash moodboard (cw)

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Once Upon A Midnight Dreary: fanfiction with regressor!henry jekyll

Frankenstein regressor!victor frankenstein headcanons regressor!adam (the monster) headcanons

Ghibli Movies big sister kiki headcanons agere edit of haru (the cat returns)

Heathers agere!JD art regressor!veronica art regressor!heather macnamara moodboard

Hadestown caregiver!hades headcanons regressor!eurydice moodboard

Interview With The Vampire To Have, To Hold, To Drink: fanfiction with cg!louis and regressor!lestat regressor!lestat moodboard

It caregiver!pennywise headcanons

Labyrinth caregiver!jareth and regressor!reader

Lore Olympus regressor!hades and cg!hecate moodboard

The Magic School Bus caregiver!ms.frizzle headcanons

Maze Runner regressor!minho moodboard regressor!newt moodboard

Les Miserables Calling You Home: fanfiction with regressor!Enjolras and caregiver!Grantaire

The Muppets regressor!beaker moodboard

My Little Pony cg!starlight glimmer moodboard regressor!sunset shimmer art/edits

The Mysterious Benedict Society regressor!kate moodboard regressor!nicholas benedict moodboard/headcanons

Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812 Natasha is Young: fanfiction about regressor!Natasha and cg!Helene

Night At The Museum caregiver!Jedediah and Octavius art

The Owl House regressor!willow moodboard regressors!ed and em moodboard

Raven Cycle headcanons (gansey, ronan, noah, adam, and blue) regressor!noah moodboard

Rick and Morty regressor!morty headcanons

Rocky Horror Picture Show regressor!rocky moodboard

Sandman regressor!desire headcanons thoughts on regressor!dream regressor!dream moodboard

Sherlock regressor!sherlock and cg!john headcanons cg!john watson moodboard

Smile For Me regressor!boris habit moodboard regressor!boris habit edit regressor!habit with cg!kamal art more regressor!habit art

Star Trek regressor!jim and caregivers!bones and spock headcanons regressor!jim moodboard w themes of cg!bones regressor!jim and cg!sam moodboard(strange new worlds) regressor!jim and cg!spock art

Stranger Things regressor!eleven headcanons

The Untamed regressor!lan zhan moodboard regressor!wei ying moodboards

V for Vendetta caregiver!V headcanons cg!v moodboard

Welcome To Night Vale regressor!cecil and cg!carlos headcanons cg!carlos moodboard

Wicked regressors!elphaba and glinda headcanons

World’s End regressor!gary king headcanons

X-Files regressor!Dana and Fox headcanons

Youtubers regressor!dan howell headcanons cg!markiplier moodboard

#blog navigation #masterpost #haha this one is a little silly but I wasn’t going to do ALL of the fandoms separately

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chippedshake · 11 days

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A really cool difference between the tmr movie and book is the physical representation of the power dynamic between Thomas and Alby.

This is in two main actions: height/positioning and hand-holding.

So, in the book, when Alby offers Thomas his hand, it's the standard way you do when introducing yourself and asking to shake someone's hand. Thomas is free to refuse this hand – he does, in fact.

In the movie, on the other hand, when Alby offers Thomas his hand, it's when Thomas is in the Slammer/Pit and he's offering him a way out. Thomas can't really refuse this hand, unless he wants to stay in jail, so he accepts it (also, movie Thomas is a lot meeker and he probably wouldn't have refused the hand even if he could. He was a lot less aggressively confused, and more just sort of like a lost child)

After Thomas refuses Alby's hand in the book, he goes off to sit by a tree. When Alby goes over to talk to him, he sits down next to him, and when Newt comes over to try and make Alby do better, Alby pulls him down as well. They're physically on Thomas's level.

In the movie, when Alby offers Thomas his hand, he is reaching down from above the Pit, and immediately after they go to climb up to that weird tree house where Teresa goes later on. Alby is the first to go up, and there's a frame of Thomas on the ground and him already up a couple stairs.

In the book, both Thomas and Alby are people who were thrust into a position they were in no way ready to take – the leadership position for Alby, and the Maze in general for Thomas (although another parallelism can be found in his work with WICKED, I want to use the Maze because I feel like this may subconsciously be Alby's objective: show the Greenie you're equals and he has as many rights and obligations as you. From a reader's point of view, though, the WICKED one could be interesting as well). In the movie, however, Alby is much more put together, which I talk more about in this post.

When both characters are freaking out because they don't know what they're supposed to be doing, there's much less of a power imbalance, more of a sort of collaboration to make things work. Of course, there isn't much of a collaboration between Thomas and Alby, but there's the possibility to because of the equality between them.

When neither character is really freaking out (seriously, I really struggle to understand movie Thomas. He's just appeared in a new place with no memories of his life and he's just a sort of lost puppy who is fine with no information. There's no need to learn, to find out what's happening), there's no need for emotional collaboration, leading Thomas to view Alby as someone far above him.

Fear in the book becomes respect in the movie.

Respect puts someone above you, while fear doesn't necessarily do it.

#the maze runner #tmr #thomas tmr #fandom #tmr alby #alby #book vs movie #book analysis #movie analysis #power dynamics #chippedshake

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Carved Into Our Hearts | Minho x Reader!

A/N: Is The Maze Runner fandom dead? Turns out not as much as I thought it was (as I go through the Minho tag. There are posts from last yr so let's see if I'm not wrong). I watched the movies again after so long (I’m still traumatized by Newt’s death so that keeps me from watching them often) this weekend and as a result my obsession with this story returned. Whatever this is that I just finished writing down popped into my head today and I had to get it out. It is set before the maze so I made a bunch of shit up (I haven’t read the prequels so if we have more details of stuff before the maze they’re unknown to me). Also I don’t know how it never occurred to me to write for TMR during my strong phase as a fan. It’s my first time writing for it since I know about fanfics, Wattpad, Tumblr, AO3 and all that - and I know about this since looong ago xd-. But here you have it. Surprises even me that I started the year by bringing this to my blog. And we’re starting with none other than Minho! Pls forgive me if this ain’t that good *covers her eyes*. Seriously, the toughest part was naming this T-T.

Word count: +3.1K

Summary: After spending most of your childhood on a WICKED facility, you start to question your place in there once you reach your teens. This only increases when people start disappearing. Things turn even worse when you and your closest friend (and the boy you like) try to look for answers and come too close to uncover their objectives.

Genre: sci-fi, mystery, thriller. A dash of romance sprinkled there. It's angsty.

tw (Do I really need to put these if you know what the story is about? But just in case): Mental and physical abuse, drowning (?), death mention, cursing. idk if left smthn.

You stared at the little boy across from you as you both sat in the small waiting room. Dressed in white, just like you, his black hair nicely trimmed covering his forehead. His arms crossed in front of his chest, he looked around, seemingly unhappy to be there. He noticed you looking, then looked towards the men in uniform that stood near every door and back at you.

“Hey.” He whispered.

“Hey.”

“What’s your name?” he asked you.

“Y/N. What’s yours?” your big, curious eyes looked over at him expectantly.

“I’m Minho.”

“Nice to meet you.” Your dad had taught you that was what you said when you met someone. That, and to shake hands, but you didn’t dare to stand and walk over to him in case that would make the guards mad. You exchanged a smile instead.

Then, the door to the lab opened and a woman came for you, taking you into the room. You looked over your shoulder as she nudged you inside and waved back at Minho.

After that, he met with you in the equally white common room. He called you over to the table he sat on with other boys at the time of your meals and presented them to you. When he didn’t feel like sharing the attention of his new friend he’ll tell you to sit somewhere else and both of you would go to a separate table. One of the boys, the blonde boy, would stick out his tongue at you when Minho did that, making you giggle and as a result he’d grin before turning to his other dark haired friend and leaving you two alone. He’ll sneak into the girls section to get to your room sometimes, and you’ll talk and make up games. Before the guards made their rounds, he’ll hurry to sneak back to his room but not before wishing you a good night.

As you grew, your relationship with Minho did too. You two were rarely away from each other, apart from when you slept, when they called you to the lab to run some tests or while you completed your assigned tasks - and even then, you’d glance at each other through the holographic screens and share a knowing smile.

The thing was, Minho had always been quite the problematic kid to the people who ran the place. It wasn’t a surprise when he reached his teens and got more rebellious, non-compliant and impulsive. You understood him, for each time things started to turn more and more suspicious.

One day, you watched as he was pulled in by a guard into the common room. His eyes immediately searched for you, and when he did he smiled yet seeing the worried look in your eyes he hurried over to you.

“What’s wrong?”

Another one of your friends was missing. You had asked one of the guards about it, but they just said they had to take him somewhere else.

“It’s obvious they want something from us. The tests, the stupid stuff they make us do everyday. I’m getting tired of people pricking and prodding at my skin and all the beeps from machines.” He said, and honestly, you were too.

“But what can we do?” No one would tell you anything besides the same words: what you were doing there will someday help the entirety of humanity. But what the hell were you doing? What was going on outside? And where the hell were they taking the others? Would you end up there too?

First, you tried entering into the information systems during the time you were supposed to work on your daily assignment. You eyed the guards subtly and Minho kept watch for the woman who supervised you. You thought some of the others were staring at you while you worked but told yourself maybe you were being paranoid.

“I couldn’t find anything. There’s no access from our stations.” You told him later that night when he snuck into your room.

He muttered a curse, looking down as he thought of something else. Then the idea popped up in his head.There was a room where you saw the men and women dressed in white gowns disappear into every day. It was labelled with bold, white letters as ACCESS TO PERSONNEL ONLY. You will sneak inside. But you needed a key.

Before he could tell you, the heavy door opened and a guard was pulling Minho to stand up from your bed.

“What the hell are you doing here, kid?”

Minho shook away from the guard’s hold harshly. “Get your hands off me.” Then he pushed him.

The guard didn’t like that, and smacked Minho with his baton. That was the first time you saw a guard actually hit one of you, “Minho!” you rushed to his side as the boy stumbled. “What is wrong with you?” you sneered to the guard as you noticed the small cut on Minho’s temple. But the guard pulled him away from your grasp and out of your room.

Ever since that day, the guards grew more aware of you two, surveilling your every move and doing everything to keep you apart. But Minho noticed how fatigued you looked each day when they brought you to the common room from the labs. He frowned, worried and frustrated to not be able to reach you. You weren’t even looking at him anymore. They had done something to you.

Finally, one night he snuck inside your room again. Since they had taken away your “privilege” of having the doors unlocked, he had to look for another option: the vents.

Startled by the sound of the lid of the vents hitting the ground and sliding on the floor from under your bed, you looked down from your position, your head upside down and your hair touching the floor.

“Minho!” you exclaimed surprised and almost smiled before your expression denoted your concern, then it appeared to go blank, “You can’t be here.” you warned him as he slid out from under your bed.

“Are you okay?” He ignored you, grabbing your face in his hands.

“You can’t be here.” he followed your worried gaze to the door.

“It’s alright. Hey, hey, what have they done to you?” He kept inspecting you. You had dark circles under your eyes, and a far look on your face. When your gaze focused again on him, tears were threatening to fall from your eyes.

“I thought they’d hurt you, but then I saw you back in the common room and you were alright.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“I couldn’t make out what was real and what wasn’t. I tried to protect you.” He didn’t understand what you meant.

“I’m right here.” He tried reassuring you. “Don’t worry about me, okay? I’m right with you. I’m okay.”

You brought your hands up to his face much like he had done earlier. It was real, he was okay. You noticed the small cut on his temple and brushed your thumb gently over it. Looking at him in the eye you smiled and he gave your forehead a kiss.

“Listen. We’re going to find out what’s happening here, okay? ” He explained to you his plan. “And we’ll get out of here. We’ll get our friends, everyone out.”

The next couple of days, Minho behaved himself, which got the guards and everyone pleased and as promised, he reached you again when he had succeeded in getting his hands on a key.

You snuck into the vents and the corridors during the night, ducking to avoid the motion-activated lights placed every few meters on the walls. When you reached the end of the hall, you looked around to find the door you were looking for. Minho was about to lean to look when you extended your arm to prevent him from doing so. You placed your index to your mouth telling him to keep it quiet. Someone had come out of the room, the door locking after them. Thankfully, they went down another hall. Next you were both dashing towards it. Minho grabbed the key and slid it on the door lock. When it gave you access, you pushed it open carefully.

The room was dim litted, glowing a pale blue. There was more strange equipment inside, more holographic screens with pictures of people with records and stats at their sides, an entire wall of what looked like small safes, all of them locked. There were a couple of tables. You walked towards them as Minho glanced at the screens.

The table you loomed over was a smart table, displaying what seemed like the blueprints of a large building. More like a maze. You frowned, then heard Minho speak up, stealing your attention, “These are some of the guys that are gone.” He turned to look at you, confused over the discovery.

“Are they okay?” You asked and went over to his side. Inspecting the screens, you were relieved to see most of them were, until you reached the last one and saw written in bold red font: DECEASED. You looked at each other, horrified.

“Where do you think they took them?” He asked you and you turned to look at the smart table. He followed your gaze, “What-What the hell is that?”

But as he started to make his way over it, you heard the boom from the door unlocking. Quickly, you grabbed his arm and pulled him with you to hide, cornered between the wall and the control panel under the screens.

Minho crawled until he reached the other corner of the control panel, seeing a bigger screen appear at the end of the room, holograming a woman dressed in all white just like them, who spoke to the person that had walked in, another woman.

“How is the transfer process?” the woman asked.

“We’ve reached halfway and have sent a considerable group already.” She tried to make it sound as if everything was going perfect. But the other woman, who seemed to be the one in charge, knew better.

“I’ve heard there’s been a couple of setbacks.”

“Oh. yes. One-one of the subjects died this morning in an accident. Nothing to worry about. He wasn’t one of the brightest nor of the immune ones.”

“What about y/n and the Minho boy?” You both grew even more wary, if possible, at the mention of your names.

“We’ve dealt with it. In fact the situation turned out to be beneficial. The tests we’ve run on her have come with promising results. Once she’s transferred I’ve no doubt the odds on her will increase. The boy is brilliant too, although he keeps growing more suspicious and uncontrollable ever since we avoid letting them be together. They influence each other too much.” She paused, thinking, before suggesting, “Should we send him next?”

She considered it, “Not yet as long as he doesn’t create more trouble.”

“We’ve been more cautious these past weeks in order to prevent any more incidents, but I assure you we’ll gradually resume to operate as usual.”

Your eyes met, terrified.

Managing to sneak out without getting caught, you started to panic once you reached your room safely. Transfer? The image of the building you saw on the smart table was brought back to your head. Minho. They would send Minho away.

“Y/n?” He called for you for like the fifth time, shaking you a little, and you finally snapped back.

You choked out. “They can’t send you away.” Closing your eyes tightly and shaking your head refusing the sole idea, that’s when you noticed you had started to cry. What if you never see him again? What if he ended… You didn’t dare finish that thought.

“Calm down. If they’re taking me anywhere, we’re both going. I’m never leaving you.” This time, he didn’t exactly believe the words coming out of his mouth. Judging by what they’d heard, they would send him to whatever that place was sooner or later anyway. Just thinking of being separated from you was killing him. Ever since that day when you were little kids and you had greeted each other, you’ve turned to be his entire world, the most important person after being separated from his family. He loved the friends he’d made here though, but it wasn’t the same type of love he felt for you. Minho realized as those thoughts flooded his mind, that you were more than a friend to him. He was in love with you. And this just terrified him more for what your futures would be like. A tear had managed to escape him. Seeing as you weren’t consoled by his false reassurance - he knew you were smarter than that- , he tried something else. He cupped your face as you sniffled, and you slowly looked up from the floor to his also teary eyes. He looked down at your lips. You noticed and nodded at him, giving him consent. Your eyes shut as your lips met in a tender kiss, as if he was scared you’ll both break, or that you would disappear when he opened his eyes.

“I love you.” you said breathily once you pulled back and rested your forehead on his.

“I love you.” Minho said back, “I love you.”

“Promise me,” you started, “That if we get separated we’ll find each other again.”

“They won’t separate us.” He tried again, stubbornly.

You pulled back and when he opened his eyes he found you already looking at him, serious. “Promise me.”

“Of course I promise.”

“You won’t forget me.”

“I’ll never forget you.” He kissed your forehead.

The guards had stopped escorting you both away from each other a couple of days ago, but you still acted like you didn’t acknowledge each other. Minho had told you he would tell the others what you’ve seen and what you had heard. You needed as much help as possible if you planned to get out of that place.

But one day all hell broke loose. You and Minho had noticed that it took them longer between each of the guys they took away. That’s what the woman was saying back in the room you sneaked in.

They had started again. Today, Newt was missing.

As Minho entered the room, you saw him throw a subtle glance over at you before getting to his table. “Where’s Newt?” He looked around, stranged. None of the boys could answer that for him. He scowled, standing up and so did you. No. no. no.

“Where’s Newt?” He hurried over to one of the guards and stood up to him.

“I don’t know who you’re talking about, kid.”

“Oh, you don’t know?” he let out a dry chuckle. “You know, a blondie, about this tall.”

“I said I don’t know. Return to your seat.”

“I don’t want to. I want you to answer my fucking question.” Another guard came and tried to pull Minho away and back to his table. “Don’t touch me!” He punched the guard.

“Minho!” you ran over to him as one of the guards punched him on his stomach making him double over. “Don’t you fucking touch him!” You threw yourself at the guard that was about to hit him again. Another one pulled you away at the same time the other two grabbed Minho by his arms.

“Let her go!” He struggled in their hold. They began to drag you out of the room going separate directions. You weren’t headed to your bedrooms. You knew what this meant.

“Minho!” you screamed in a panic. You heard more struggle and grunts. Then he was punching the guard holding you. It was no use. More of them came.

He was just able to grab your hands, frantic, before one of them hit you in the head and dragged you away, as he screamed and pushed and punched everyone in his path before he felt something sting him. The fight started to leave him, as his vision became spotted. Then his consciousness left him.

You didn’t see him or any of the others the following day, nor the next, and the next, and the one after. They kept you in your room, bringing you meals you hardly touched, escorting you out to the showers, to the labs. They didn’t even give you tasks to do. Clearly they were assessing how bad the situation was. They sent a man to ask you some questions, wanting to know if you knew anything about their schemes. You gave them nothing and in return, they gave you hell. Only one thing came out of your mouth: What had they done to Minho.

You saw him once as you got out of the labs, as they guided him out of one room to another, and you shrugged off the guard’s hold on you, sprinting and yelling his name. Drowsily, he raised his head and when finally your voice and the sight of you registered in his brain, he struggled to break free from the guards, yelling your name back. But they got to you before you could reach a section of the building you’ve never been to.

You both had been put through so much, yet the worst part until then was soon to come. Given your uncooperative behaviour, they came up with the idea of giving things a twist, something they’ll exploit to their benefit. That night when they fetched you from your room, you didn’t know what was happening, what they were going to do to you now.

They took you to a room with small compartments in which a person could fit, its doors made of glass. And there you saw him inside one of them, “Minho? Minho!” they had let you go, and you ran towards it. He couldn’t see you, nor hear you as he banged his fist on the door. It was a one way mirror. “What are you doing to him?!” You shrieked and then you both looked down, water coming up from orifices on the floor. Minho started screaming louder as dread took over him, and you helplessly watched and banged at the damn door, shouting for them to stop whatever they were doing. They were going to kill him. This wasn’t one of those illusions they made you go through before. They were going to kill him out viciously and you could only witness, unaware of why these horrible people were torturing you, why they were using all of you. They started to drag you away as the water reached his chin. You thrashed, screamed and cried for them to stop. And that was your last memory of him, and of you, before all of it vanished, ended, only to start again differently.

Part 1? (Edited 1/16/2023: Part 2 is out).

#minho #minho the maze runner #minho tmr #the maze runner #maze runner #minho maze runner #maze runner fanfiction #minho x reader #tmr #tmr fanfiction #tmr fic #tmr minho

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its-tea-time-darling · 1 year

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utilitarianism vs. deontology - the significance of the (non)existance of a cure in the maze runner series

a sunny monday afternoon, what better time to dish out the tea on the morality of tmr. (this started out as a rant in the tags, but it got so long i realized it needed to be its own post lmao.)

this is about the movie/book difference that there, in the books, is "no goddamn cure" (movie!thomas' words, poor guy). i can understand why the choice was made in the movies to add one--it certainly added a twisted terrible hurt + irony to newt dying when thomas actually could have saved him.

but to me, the books are much more interesting, and imo also teach a much more valuable lesson about ethics. let me elaborate.

in the following i'll use the words 'utilitarianism' and 'deontology'. those are ethical principles on how to act morally. broken down very roughly, utilitarianism is about the outcome of actions, and increasing 'good' in the world. in the case of tmr, if you have to torture some immune kids to save billions of flare infected people, it's worth it, because you are maximizing the 'total good' in the world. deontology on the other hand focuses on the nature of the action itself. in the case of tmr: torturing kids is bad. you are not allowed to do bad things, even if it would do a lot of good. hence no torturing kids. wicked's stance is a utilitarianist one, whereas the gladers' stance (and the right arm's in the movies) is a deontological one. there is loads of other examples for deontology vs. utilitarianism, there's tons if you google.

now that the definitions are out of the way: imo the whole point of the books was to show that a utilitarianist approach to ethics is often flawed because the causality might not be as direct as you think it is. case in point the wicked pov of torturing some kids to benefit the disproportionately bigger population of the infected for a cure, when, in the end, such a cure does not exist. so the horrible action of torturing immune kids had no justification, and was a terrifying waste of human lives and integrity.

(and actually i could go on a whole other tangent that wicked as an organisation was severely biased by the fact that none of them were immune, so they had the non-immunes' well being as their highest goal, as opposed to the arguably more important one: the survival of the human race as a whole. if they had the second one at heart, equipping and sending off some immunes to a safe place to rebuild a society from the ground up from the start would have been a shared priority to finding a cure.)

to me, the sinking feeling of 'fuck, none of what they did was "worth it"' we get at the end of the books is much more impactful--or i should perhaps say more valuable--to the audience than the reveal that there was a cure, because the implications are broader. it raises questions about how a society as a whole tries to cope with problems (and which part of the population we are prepared to let suffer for our goals), and just how big the cost of falsely assumed causalities can be, as opposed to telling a story whose primary impact is the emotional blow to an individual.

to wrap it all up on a more lighthearted note though: maybe getting two versions of the same set up play out in diametrically opposed ways, that both hold their own type of impact, is actually a unique blessing that doesn't often happen this way in media, and that provokes us into thinking about the series in more detail. (possible case in point: this post.)

#long post #maze runner #the maze runner #tmr #THIS GOT SO LONG #lmao

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Remus Lupin and... *realizes we don't have the same taste in music*

Sometimes People Suck?

OMG HI ATHENAAAA I’M SORRY THIS KINDA SUCKS THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I’VE WRITTEN FOR REMUS BUT I THINK IT’S KINDA CUTE

THIS IS FOR THE 1000 FOLLOWER SPECIAL--PLEASE CHECK OUT MY POST ON THAT IF YOU’D LIKE TO REQUEST SOMETHING!! IT’S ASHE THEMED AND I’M WICKED EXCITEDDD

warnings: slight allusions to parental abuse, reader is stressed, reader is overworked, people actually suck in this

SOMETIMES PEOPLE SUCK

It's the frightened face of a stupid mistake

That get you down (d-down, down)

Your hands shook as your wand fell from your fingertips, allowing one of your classmates to slash your cheek in the duel. Spell after spell flew after you as you dove for your wand, your lifeline.

“Stop, stop!” the professor yelled, getting in between the both of you just as your fingers were about to graze the wand. “This is ridiculousness! Fifty points from Ravenclaw! Back to your seat, (Y/L/N), I expected better from you.”

“Ridiculousness isn’t a word,” you grumbled, stomping to your seat, plopping down next to your angry housemates. They never did well with failure, especially one as spectacular as that.

“But you know what is a word, (Y/L/N)?” one girl hissed. You turned toward her, slow-moving due to tiredness. You had stayed up the entire night before, attempting to finish four essays due on the next day. “Failure. And disgrace–that’s a word, too!” She feigned shock as her friends giggled behind her.

Rolling your eyes, you turned back to the class when something caught your eye. One of your opponent’s friends, wiggling his wand with a wolfish grin on his face.

It's the rising of cheats

Driving from the backseat

That stress you out

And get you down, down, down

You couldn’t stop the tears from falling down your face as you hid in one of the surprisingly-many abandoned classrooms in the castle. By far, this one was your favorite, being secluded from nearly everyone and everything.

A knock on the door sounded, making you jump. More tears fell out as a result.

“(Y/N)? Open up please, darling, I need to talk with you!”

Remus. Probably the one person you would never want to see you cry. He had far too much to deal with on his own, what with NEWTS quickly arriving and Sirius, who could never seem to stay out of trouble. It was like he was raising three children.

But you loved those children just as much as he did. You couldn’t blame him.

“What, Remus?”

You could hear the lock open and you let the wards come down. There was no point in keeping him out; he probably already heard the sniffling and the croaky thing that replaced your voice.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he whispered, reaching out. His face contorted into one of worry as he sat down next to you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders awkwardly. Leaning into him, you began to cry more. “What’s wrong? Was it the duel thing? It really wasn’t that bad; literally half of my class failed.”

“He cheated! He cheated and I paid the price! Everyone hates me and I can never seem to be good enough! Not for my parents, not for my house, and certainly not for you! I can’t fo anything right, Remus, and it fucking sucks!”

You could feel him immediately stiffen around you. He pulled you in tighter, allowing you to cry.

Your fault, not your fault

It's not your fault, not your fault

“Sweetheart, it’s not- it’s not you fault. It was his. It’s awful what people can get away with, I know. But that’s what happens when you’re pureblood, you’re rich, and you have pretty decent hair.”

You laughed at that, and he sighed in relief, reaching his goal. Planting a kiss to the top of your head, he gripped your chin, turning your head gently. “And never say those things again. Ever. You’re more than good enough– in fact, it’s probably the other way around. You’re the most perfect person ever created, I swear.”

I got your back, got your back like that

Shaking your head, you went in to kiss him, but he pulled back, looking at you with hardened, serious eyes. “Do you want me to ruin the rest of his week? If I get the rest of the guys in on it, I swear his entire career here will be demolished.”

You threw your head back and laughed, loud and barking. Wiping your nose, you apologized, “I’m sorry. I got your sweater all wet and snotty and-”

“Sirius’ drool does worse, darling, believe me.”

No need to worry

Hey now, hey now

Sometimes people suck

I know it's all over in a minute

Pretty soon you'll forget it

“Now, what you need to understand-” He looked at you pointedly, pulling you in tighter. “- is that people fucking suck, and there is nothing we can do about it. It’ll be over in a pinch, and then you can go back, have a quick cry session, and plot your revenge.”

Staring at him, dumbfounded, you didn’t know how you could get so lucky. You ran your hands over his face, making him look into your undoubtedly red, puffy eyes. “Will you like to plot revenge with me, Remus Lupin?”

Hey now, hey now

Sometimes people suck

I know it's already been a minute

Hey now, hey now

He laughed then, kissing your forehead. “I would be honored.”

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus x reader #remus x you #harry potter #harry potter x reader #marauders #marauders x reader

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