Before I Could - Minho (Maze Runner)

Before I could - Minho (Maze Runner)

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Y/N were running in the maze, like she does everyday, when she took a wrong turn. Normally she was fine, but today she was lost in thought. One of her best friends Minho had been acting strangely around her for the last few days for no apparent reason. She had to admit that she had a crush on Minho, so she was upset that he was ignoring her. He wasn’t even being subtle, he would walk in her direction, see her, then promptly turn around and hurriedly walk in the other direction.

She tried retracing her steps as far as she could remember, but most of the corridors looked the same, so she was even more lost than she was to begin with. She decided to go in the other direction in hopes of finding the exit or even one of the other runners. She realised there wasn’t much time until the doors closed, so she ran faster, looking for any signs to show her the way out.

After a few minutes she came across a corridor with a set of open doors at the end. She approached them, but stopped when she realised that those doors didn’t lead to where she usually ran in and out of everyday, but lead to a different end of the glade. These were the south doors, which were never usually open, the ones that were located in the heart of the deadheads.

She was pulled out of her state of confusion by a low rumbling noise as the doors started to close. She quickly ran to the end of the path and through the doors, barely reaching the glade in time. She navigated her way out of the deadheads and into the fields. Strangely, none of the gladers were in the fields, adding to list of confusing events that transpired that day. She wandered through the fields, towards the main doors where she could just make out a group of people standing around them.

There was no talking coming from them, only a few crying noises could be heard from the otherwise silent group. The gladers had different expressions on their faces, some of shock, some of anger, some of pure disbelief, but all of them with an undertone of sadness. They were all so focused on the now sealed doors that none of them noticed the girl approaching from the other end of the glade. Before she reached the group, one of the boys turned around to leave when he saw the girl a short distance away. A look of confusion and relief appeared on his face.

“Y/N!” He exclaimed, getting the attention of the other boys as he ran to pull the girl into a hug. He was soon joined by the other boys, all with similar looks on their faces as they talked over each other, trying to reach the very confused girl who was being pulled between relieved hugs.

“Enough!” The tall leader shouted, silencing the boys. “Everyone go back to your jobs.” The boys dispersed in different directions, smiling at the girl or greeting her as they passed her. Soon the only ones left were the leader, his blonde second-in-command and the keeper of the runners, who had remained silent the whole time.

“It’s good to see you again, Y/N.” The leader smiled before walking off. The second-in-command pulled the girl in for a hug.

“You gave us all a bloody fright Y/N.” He told her, “I’m just glad you’re okay. None of these shanks would’ve been able to cope with losing you to the maze, not even Gally.” The girl laughed gently as the blonde boy ruffled her hair and limped off to his hut. This left only the sassy yet handsome runner Minho.

“Hey Min.” She said in an attempt to get him to react in any way. He locked eyes with her before suddenly taking off running towards the runner’s hut, leaving the girl standing there in shock. She sighed and dejectedly made her way to the kitchen where she was greeted by an excited Frypan and helped him prepare dinner. When dinner came around the girl looked around for Minho, but couldn’t see him in the mass of hungry boys.

“Hey Newt, have you seen Minho anywhere?” She asked her friend, her eyebrows scrunched together. The British boy shook his head.

“Sorry love, the last I saw him was when he was with you when you got back from your run.” The girl smiled at him, before standing up.

“I’m gonna go and find him.” She announced before making her way towards the runner’s hut she saw Minho run to earlier. When she arrived she knocked on the door with no response. She pushed open the door to see the boy with his back to her, leaning on the table, uneven breathing coming from him.

“Min?” She called out gently, causing the boy to quickly turn around to face her. His appearance surprised her. His hair was messy and his eyes were red with visible tear stains on his shirt sleeves.

“Oh my gosh, Min, what happened?” She asked worriedly, stepping towards the shaking boy. He muttered something under his breath that she couldn’t hear.

“What did you say?” The boy looked up at her and his eyes met hers. He took a deep breath, his hands shaking slightly.

“I thought you were gone.” He repeated, his voice cracking. “I thought you were trapped in the maze, meaning you would be dead. I thought I lost you forever, before I could…” He trailed off at the end, his gaze still fixed in the girl.

“Before you could what, Min?” She took a step towards him, her head tilted slightly. There was only a short distance between them and there was a moment of silence where nothing happened. This was broken by the boy reaching forwards and pulling the girl into a kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck and his hands resting on her waist. When they pulled apart there was a smile on the girl’s face as she wrapped her arms around the boy and leaned her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on the top of her head and the couple stood there in a happy silence, with only the noises of the animals and the wind rustling through the trees and the distant sound of happy chatter.

Vidcon

Vidcon was coming up soon and you got an email asking if you wanted to go on a panel with Jack, Mark and Felix to play some games and answer some questions. You agreed immediately and soon tweeted out that you were on the panel, causing your fans to lose it. Little did you know, your fans weren't the only ones who were freaking out, Jack and Mark were setting up to record together over Skype when they found out and they were instantly terrified that they were going to embarrass themselves or make you hate them, whilst also being insanely excited. You were Y/N, the Y/N who had recently hit 23 million subscribers on her YouTube channel and now they were going to be on the same stage as you. Neither of them nor Felix had ever met you so they had no idea how you would react to them, whether you would like them or find them obnoxious and loud. The idea of being hated by someone with almost as many subscribers as the two of them combined was horrifying.

They spent the next month planning with Felix what to do at the panel, eventually settling on playing Cards Against Humanity and doing a Q&A, hoping you would like what they had come up with. To tell the truth, they were getting too worried, you were really looking forwards to meeting them and doing the panel but they kept imaging the worst.

Eventually Vidcon came around and you were backstage getting your microphone set up when the other three arrived together. You were talking to some of the crew, so you didn't notice them arrive until you heard the head technician call them over, causing you to turn around. They froze in place, even Felix, waiting anxiously as you looked them over. When a big grin spread across your face they all relaxed and after introductions and a few minutes of talking they realised they had nothing to worry about. The four of you bounced off each other on stage and had a great group bond and entertainment level. It was as if the four of you had been friends for years, although they were surprised when you schooled them at Cards Against Humanity.

After the show you exchanged numbers with the others and all hung out at parties and explored the city together, as well as spending what little downtime you had at the convention together, resulting in a lot of Snapchat and Instagram videos and a ridiculous amount of selfies (mostly stupid ones). Safe to say, the four of you would be requesting to be on a panel again next year and filming loads of videos together, the new found friendship being one to last a lifetime.

Not yet - Newt (Maze Runner)

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The runners were out on their daily run around the maze, all noting down their pants and any differences, although there never were any changes. All of them were busy, trying to escape, however one of them was trying to escape a different way. A blond boy was slowly climbing the vines up the walls until he reached the top, preparing himself to fall. Just before he pushed off, he muttered one word. As he fell, he kept repeating the word to himself, trying to find comfort in it before the end. A name, the name of the person he wanted to see more than anything in the world, for she was his world. The single word showed the feelings he had kept inside for 6 months, the pain and despair were the most prominent.

The word was Y/N.

***6 months earlier***

Newt was returning from his run in the maze when he heard a scream pierce the air. Instantly recognising the voice, Newt spun around and raced towards the source, adrenaline coursing through his body and fear flowing through his mind. Newt quickly turned a corner and ran straight in to the person he was looking for. He quickly grabbed their hand, pulling them up off the ground and took off running again.

Y/N stumbled behind Newt slightly, the shock of seeing a griever the only thing she could think about. The sound of the griever and Newt calling her name was enough to get her out of that state and into survival mode. She sped up, prompting Newt to do the same as they dashed towards the Glade, the knowledge that once they were inside they would be safe fuelling them.

When they were two corridors away, the unmistakable rumbling sound of the giant stone doors starting to close began, flooding the pair with fear, urging them to go faster. When they rounded the last corner they saw a crowd of boys, encouraging them, their shouts barely reaching the pair over the wind, rumbling and mechanical noises coming from the approaching griever.

The gap between the pair and safety was diminishing, but not as fast as the opening in the doors, soon shrinking to only allow one person through at a time. They both knew that only one would make it, but both wanted that one to be the other. They came to a halt a short distance from the doors, ignoring the shouts of the other gladers and turned to face each other.

“Go.” Y/N said quietly, not breaking eye contact. Newt immediately shook his head, opening his mouth to protest, before Y/N, with sadness and remorse in her eyes, pulled him in to a short kiss and then pushed him through the closing doors. The last thing he saw was her turning to the griever before looking him in the eyes one more time before the doors shut and she was gone. The noise was enough to wake Newt out of the shock and realization set in, tears starting to fall down his face.

None of the other boys said anything, not even joking about Newt’s ‘unmanliness’, all of them too shocked and upset to even try to say anything comforting or otherwise. Slowly, they all returned to the work stations, a few of them patting newt’s shoulder, trying to reassure him that it would be fine, although they all knew it wasn’t working.

For the entire night Newt sat by the doors, leaning against them and hoping to any ‘higher power’ that when the doors opened in the morning, Y/N would come running through and everything would be happy. However, come morning, no one came back from the in the maze and soon Newt lost all hope of seeing his girlfriend again.

Slowly, he started pretending to get better, although if anyone looked deep enough they could see that he was broken almost beyond repair and was falling apart a little more as each day passed.

***Present day***

As Newt fell through the air, he closed his eyes, passing out just before reaching the ground. He opened his eyes to find himself standing in a large white room with no visible walls or floor. He looked around in confusion before a figure a small distance away from him caught his attention.

“Y/N?” Newt muttered in disbelief, his eyes widening at the sight of the girl he loved. She smiled at him, her eyes shining and started walking towards him, hair bouncing with each step. Newt remained in silence until she reached him, too shocked to react. Y/N brought her hand up to his cheek, gently running her thumb across it before looking him in the eyes again, finally setting free the tears the boy had been holding in for so long. She pulled him in to a tight hug, allowing him to cry in to her shoulder as she gently rubbed his back.

“You shouldn’t be here Newt. Not yet.” Y/N muttered, causing the boy to look up at her, tears still in his eyes.

“What? Why not?” He sniffed, his eyes searching Y/N’s, taking in the look of fondness with a hint of remorse hidden in her Y/E/C eyes.

“It’s not your time yet. The others still need you, and as much as I want you to stay, you need to go and be with them.”

“No, I don’t want to. I want to stay with you, I can’t go back to the same life in the glade knowing that we’ll never escape and that I could have stayed with you instead. I can’t lose you again.” A fresh wave of tears started moving down his face, causing a few tears to appear in Y/N’s eyes, although she tried to keep them hidden.

“Newt, this isn’t goodbye. I’ll see you again, but for now you have to go back and help the others find a way out.” Y/N reassured him, linking her hand with his, slowly guiding him towards a door. She clicked her fingers and the door opened, revealing Minho, Alby, Gally and the other gladers standing just beyond it. They were beckoning for Newt to come towards them, their mouths moving but producing no sound.

They came to a halt a short distance from the doors and turned to face each other, an overwhelming sense of déjà vu appearing in Newt as he stood once again with the girl he loved by a door that was slowly closing.

“Go.” Y/N said quietly, not breaking eye contact. Knowing there was no point in arguing, Newt pulled Y/N in to one last kiss before slowly making his way towards the door. Just before he stepped through the door he turned to face Y/N and saw her standing there, tears in her eyes, but a reassuring smile on her face and instead of complete sadness like last time, he saw a glisten of pride in her eyes. She nodded her head at him, gently blowing a kiss to him before she faded into the air. Newt took a deep breath and stepped through the door, opening his eyes again to find himself hanging from his leg halfway down the wall, the sound of Minho approaching as he looked up at the sky, muttering a quiet “thank you” into the wind.

DCWI - Dating Thor and being Tony’s sister

Requested by Anon: Dating Thor but being Tony's sister?xoxoxox

Him declaring you were beautiful as soon as he sees you

Not realising you’re Tony’s sister

“The Man of Iron is your brethren?”

Teaching him how be more ‘Midgardian’

Him having you on speed dial

Tony finding out from the rest of the team

Him confronting Thor about it

“I love her more than anyone else does”

“Fight me, Goldilocks”

“What are you two talking about?”

“Nothing”

Forcing Thor and Tony to have a bonding evening

Tony needing reassurance that he’s still your favourite male

Braiding Thor’s hair

Him pulling you out of conversations to kiss you

Being completely enveloped when he hugs you

Spinning you around in a hug when he gets back from Asgard

Being able to lift Mjolnir

Him running around the tower shouting “SHE IS WORTHY”

Tony being SO SALTY when he finds out

Being his reason for staying on Earth

So many cuddles

Like seriously

At every opportunity

Cuddles 24/7

Out of the dark - Isaac Lahey

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Everyone has good days where everything goes in your favour and anything that could go wrong doesn’t. Then there’s the bad days, where everything that could go wrong does go wrong. The McCall pack from Beacon Hills were definitely having a bad day, in fact they were having a bad week. With the new threats from the Alpha pack and the mysterious Darach, there was no break for the group of teenagers.

This bad week got progressively worse, so by the end of the week there was little hope left. The worst few days were when the pack were lured into a trap by the Alpha pack and they were being held captive in some sort of vault. Every so often one of the alphas would come in to check they were still there and make occasional threats.

On the last day of them being held captive, the pack knew something was going to happen when the entire alpha pack, minus Deucalion, came in with claws out and smirks on their faces. The lack of food and water and the constant supply of wolfsbane had caused the McCall pack to become tired and unable to put up a strong fight, as well as lacking the motivation to do so. The alphas knew this and came to take advantage of the fact that they were easy targets. As the alphas drew nearer, all the McCall pack could do was wait for the attack and hope that it would be over quickly, trying to shield themselves as best they could and finding a last comfort in each other.

The attack never came, causing the pack to look up. There was a bright light surrounding Y/N, spiralling up into the sky, her eyes closed and her feet lifted off the ground. Her hands were raised and she was muttering words in a strange language. Her eyes snapped open and a bright light came out of each of them, consuming the alphas, her chant ending as she thrust her hands towards them. The pack shielded their eyes from the light and waited for it to die down.

When the light faded away they looked up and saw Y/N hovering over the unconscious bodies of the alphas. There was still a dull glow around Y/N’s body which somehow reenergised the McCall pack.

“Y/N?” Scott called out cautiously. She looked over in their direction before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she started falling to the ground. Isaac was the first to react and he dashed forwards to catch her, reaching her just before her body hit the ground. The others quickly joined him, surrounding Y/N as she lay unconscious in Isaac’s arms.

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Her eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the light. She pushed herself up so she was leaning on her elbows and rubbed her eyes. There was no one in the room with her, but she could hear voices downstairs. Slowly, she stood up and shuffled over to the door, pushing it open. She made her way down the stairs, holding on to the rail to support herself.

When she got downstairs she saw the others sitting around a table with drinks in their hands. She leaned against the door frame and smiled. Allison was sitting opposite the door so she was the first one to see Y/N. She quickly put her cup down and scrambled out of her chair, getting the attention of the others.

“Y/N!” She ran over to her and pulled her into a tight hug. Y/N laughed and hugged her as the others quickly made their way over. Scott and Stiles hugged her as well, with Lydia having a similar reaction to Allison. Isaac was last and he made eye contact with Y/N, a blank expression on his face. She raised one eyebrow and Isaac quickly pulled her into a tight embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head, her face buried in his chest. The rest of the pack quietly left the room as the two of them stood there in silence.

“How did you do that thing back with the alphas?” Isaac asked softly, without releasing Y/N from his embrace. She lifted her face to look him in the eyes.

“I don’t know. I don’t remember much. I just remember the alphas coming in, then it all went fuzzy.” She replied honestly, still feeling tired from whatever occurred back in the vault.

“Well, whatever it was, I’m glad it happened when it did. Just don’t ever scare me like that again.” His words caused Y/N to pull back, confusion written across her face.

“What did I do to scare you?”

“After the thing where you were floating with the light, you fell out of the sky and almost hit the ground. I almost didn’t reach you in time, and the thought of that terrifies me.” Isaac replied, the memory replaying in his head. “Then you weren’t responding and none of us knew what to do. I felt so helpless.”

Y/N looked at him with with gentle eyes, her hand moving up to his face.

“Isaac, I know that whatever happens to me, you’ll always be there to save me. And I’ll always be there to save you, so you don’t need to be scared. Besides, I’m a tough girl, I’m not gonna let a group of big-headed werewolves get rid of me.” She smiled and Isaac pulled her in to another hug, tears gathering in the corner of his eyes. As they stood there in their loving embrace, they marked the journey. The journey out of the dark.

Birthday - Mark Fischbach

28th June 1989.

That’s the date that you’ve had on your wrist since you were sixteen. Every time you looked at it you were reminded of your loneliness, everyone knows that if you have your own birthday on your wrist you have no soulmate. All of your friends have found their soulmate already, since you were already 27 and most people find their soulmate by 30. You were out shopping and bent down to reach a bag of sugar from the bottom shelf. When you stood back up you hit your head on the bottom of someone’s basket. You quickly recoiled, letting out a hiss of pain and rubbing your head when you heard a panicked voice.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” You looked up at the person speaking and you were greeted by the sight of a main with red hair, glasses, a red flannel and jeans, his brown eyes filled with concern. The most interesting was the date written on his wrist.

“Uh, yeah, I’m fine.” You quietly replied, your eyes locked on his wrist. He followed your gaze and awkwardly rubbed his wrist, covering the date. Your eyes travelled back up to his before you glanced down at your own tattoo. The same date was written on the two. The man glanced at your wrist, his eyes widening with shock.

“I always though this was my birthday…” You said quietly, the two of you making eye contact, his eyes studying you before a wide grin spread across his face, his eyes lighting up.

“Well then. Happy birthday, soulmate.” You let out a laugh.

“You too, soulmate.” The two of you walked to the checkout together, talking about random things, your fingers slowly intertwining.