Gone

Gone

The gladers crowded around the doors, waiting for them to open in complete silence, all consumed in thought. What if Y/N didn’t make it and wasn’t coming back? Everything would change and they would lose all hope of ever leaving this hell.

After what seemed like hours, the doors finally started to open, emitting a loud groaning sound as they did. Hands flew to ears to try to block it out, but everyone’s attention was still fixed on the widening gap. The doors stopped opening with a crash and there was silence throughout the glade.

All eyes were searching the opening, looking for any signs of life inside. Nothing happened and one of the boys whispered a quiet “no”. This set off a series of reactions, sobs emerging from some of the boys, none of them caring what they looked like or how ‘unmanly’ crying made them seen. For most of them Y/N was like a sister or even a mother, especially to the younger ones.

A few of the boys were angry, angry at themselves, the creators and anyone else they could try to blame. Gally hit the wall in frustration, Minho was staring at the ground, barely moving and Newt was standing there, frozen in shock and horror, ignoring the tears streaming down his face. Not even Alby made a move, refusing to give his normal speech, refusing to accept the fact that Y/N, the last bit of hope and happiness left in the glade was gone forever.

Just as Alby was about to tell everyone to go back to their jobs and the runners would go to find the body, a loud ‘thunk’ came from the entrance to the maze, bringing all attention back to the opening. The item that had landed there was round with a number and a red light on it and the initials WCKD. The boys looked up to see where it came from and were greeted by a very welcome sight.

Standing there, covered in scratches, bruises and dirt was the girl they had all been crying over moments before. Y/N looked at the group and one of her bright smiles appeared on her face. At this, the gladers rushed forwards to hug her, only Newt staying back. When they all finally let go Alby sent them back to start working and the crowd dispersed, all signs of the previous sadness gone, replaced by an overwhelming sense of relief and happiness as the boys joked around with each other, leaving Y/N and Newt alone.

The moment they made eye contact, they both rushed forwards, tightly wrapping their arms around each other, each seeking comfort in the other. Newt still had tears rolling down his face and he buried his face is her shoulder. None of the others tried to interrupt them with a sarcastic comment about love as the couple stood there, rocking gently as Y/N ran her fingers through his hair and Newt clung on to her, afraid that if he let go she would disappear for real.

Newt eventually pulled his face away and leaned back slightly to examine her face, releasing Y/N from his tight embrace, still holding hands with the girl he loved.

“Let’s get you down to the medjack hut, okay?” He said his hands tracing circles on the back of hers. She nodded and they slowly walked towards the hut, their hands gently swinging between them as they walked.

Reunited - Aris (Maze Runner)

Requested by enchantclouds: Can you do an imagine where the reader saves everyone like the way Brenda and her father did in the TST movie, and all of the boys are attracted towards her after that, but she’s dating Aris. (sorry if it’s too complicated)

Sorry it took so long, I hope you like it!

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*Your POV*

You had been on lookout for any Cranks when a giant Berg flew over your head. You scrambled under one of the broken cars to hide yourself, your finger on your gun trigger and watched the Berg fly towards the campsite where the rest of the group were. When the Berg started its descent, you crawled out from your hiding place and glanced around; trying to find anything you could use to help the others. Your eyes landed on a blue car, the least beaten up of the collection. It still seemed to work and you found the keys tucked under the seat.

You ran through the car wreckages, jumping over fallen parts, collecting weapons from the other abandoned lookout points. You found a bag and started loading the weapons into the bag hurriedly. You heard yelling in the distance and ran back to the car. You threw the bag next to you and drove to the campsite as fast as you could.

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*3rd person*

Gunfire blazed as people ran around in a state of frenzy. A state of chaos ensued as people were rounded up and forced into kneeling in lines. The gladers from Group A were pushed to the front. A man surrounded by armed men walked forwards, scanning the crowd.

“Where’s Thomas?” He asked, still searching for the missing boy.

“I’m here.” He pushed through the crowd, making his way over to the other gladers, kneeling beside them. The man smirked and started addressing the crowd, not noticing the bomb and detonator Thomas had. In a flash, Thomas was up, holding out the bomb at arm’s length. The man stopped in alarm.

“Thomas.” He warned, “Think about what you’re doing.”

“I’m tired of this Jansen.” He explained, “Too many have died because of WICKED.” His friends gathered behind him.

“We’re with you Tommy.” Newt said, the others nodding with him. Thomas flicked the top off the detonator and everyone froze. As he was about to press the button, a car came crashing in, running into a building as all heads snapped towards it. A girl jumped out, her (Y/H/C) hair flying behind her. She pulled a pistol out of her belt and started shooting the armed men. This unfroze everyone, and the chaos started again. The men from the Berg started shooting as the people from the crowd surged forwards. The girl ran over to the gladers, throwing guns to them before running off to help the others.

The next ten minutes were a blur of gunfire, screaming and running. Eventually it died down as the Berg took off with Teresa and Minho inside. The mysterious girl approached the gladers who were watching her as she drew closer.

“Is everyone alright?” She asked, her eyes scanning the boys for any major injuries. They nodded, unable to form words out of amazement for this girl who saved them. They watched dumbly as she shrugged off her jacket and sat on a rock, running her hands through her windswept hair.

Their attention was pulled away by two figures, Aris and Sonya, shouting their names as the walked towards them. The girl’s head snapped towards the approaching pair and her (Y/E/C) eyes widened as she pushed herself up off the rock.

“Aris?” She asked quietly, before she took off running towards him. “Aris!” The boy dropped his weapon in shock.

“Y/N!” He sped up until they met in the middle as Y/N jumped into his arms and he spun her around. They looked each other in the eyes for a few seconds before closing the gap between their lips.

“I thought you were dead!” Y/N muttered with tears in her eyes, her forehead touching his.

“I thought you were dead too.” Aris replied softly. Y/N looked him in the eyes before pulling him in to a hug again. At that moment, it didn’t matter that there was a deadly virus everywhere or that WICKED was still out there, taking people and trying to find a cure. All that mattered was that they were together again and not even WICKED could tear them apart.

DCWI - Liam Dunbar

Requested by Anon: Could you dating Liam Dunbar and being a vampire would include??xx

Him nervously admitting that he’s a werewolf to you

“I know”

Making a joke when you're introduced to the pack

Whispering terrible puns from across the room to distract him

Calling each other by your surnames

Star Wars references with Stiles

Helping him practise lacrosse

Running races

Keeping a tally of the winner each time

“Suck it, Dunbar” when you win

Seeing who can sneak up on each other best

Texting until 2am

Being his anchor

Him asking for help in history class

Group gaming with you two and Mason

Ruffling his hair before walking to class

Him escorting you to class from your locker

Stealing his food

“Do you really drink blood or..?” “Does silver really kill you?” “So is that a no?”

Forehead kisses

First kiss after helping his through a full moon for the first time

Hugs from behind

Always having some form of physical contact

Being goals tbh

Stilinski family present

Christmas imagine #2 - Stilinski family present ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Your POV* You woke up to a violent burst of light flooding through your curtains. You groggily rub your eyes as you sit up and find your brother Stiles pulling your curtains open and singing Christmas songs (horribly out of tune, more like wailing really). “GET UP LAZYHEAD IT’S CHRISTMAS!” He yelled as he ripped your blankets off causing you to curl up in a ball to stay warm. “Stiles it’s only 3rd December. Christmas isn't for another 22 days.” Stiles rolled his eyes. “Well that doesn't mean we can't get in the Christmas spirit now, you damn Scrooge.” “I am not Scrooge you nerd, I love Christmas. Just not at half past eight in the morning.” You retorted, glancing at the clock on your bedside table. Stiles raised his eyebrow and glanced at you. “I have hot chocolate downstairs with marshmallows and cookies.” You shot out of bed and quickly put on your dressing gown and slippers. You made your way towards the door, grabbing Stiles by the arm and pulling him with you. When you got into the kitchen, as promised, you found a plate of cinnamon cookies and a steaming mug of hot chocolate with marshmallows bobbing gently on the surface. You leant over the counter and pulled the mug towards you, wrapping your hands around it and blowing on it to cool it down. You sat on a stool and soon Stiles came and sat next to you, his Star Wars mug in his hand. You say there in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before you broke it. “What are you getting Dad for Christmas?” Stiles sighed gently. “I'm not sure. I swear it's never usually this hard, but I can't seem to find the right thing.” You nodded and there was another silence, both of you thinking about what gift your dad would like. An idea popped in to your head. “Hey Stiles?” He looked up. “Yeah?” “You know Dad has been wanting to go on a date with Lydia’s mum for a while, but keeps getting interrupted.” “Yeah… Where's this going?” He questioned, tilting his head. “Why don't we plan a date for them. It'll be a good distraction from all the crazy stuff happening, and it would be the perfect present for him.” Stiles though for a moment, considering the idea, before a grin slide on to his face. “That's a great idea.” You smile. “I know. I have them from time to time.” For the next couple of days you and Stiles worked on the perfect date for your Dad, choosing restaurants, checking the weather forecast and every other detail, until you were happy with your plan. You texted Lydia, who was helping you, and told her to get her mum ready and to meet you and Stiles in an hour. You both approached your dad and he raised an eyebrow when he saw the looks on your faces. “What? What have you done this time?” You and Stiles grinned at each other. “Nothing this time. In fact, it's an early Christmas present for you.” He leant back in his chair. “Go on…” “Well we know how much you want to go on a date with Lydia’s mum.” You started. “So we planned it for you. You have under an hour to get ready.” Stiles finished. “Go on. Go get changed!” You ushered your dad towards the stairs. Half an hour later he came back down, a fresh shirt and tie on with a jacket and trousers. You smiled. “You look great Dad.” He smiled nervously. “You think so?” You nodded and Stiles appeared from in the lounge. He looked at your dad and gave him a thumbs up, a grin on his face. Your dad smiled. “Thanks you guys. This is great.” You grinned and pulled him in to a hug, Stiles joining a few seconds after. “Merry Christmas Dad.” You whispered happily as the three of you stood in the corridor in a group hug.

Shot

awesomenewtimagines - What about a Newt imagine where it's basically the same as the scorch trials movie but the reader was in the maze with Aris and they are best friends. Instead of Minho knocking out the guard the reader does that. And while running out of the compound the reader get shot, nothing serious, just a flesh wound on the upper arm. Since the moment Newt saw the reader he felt like he knew her, like Thomas felt like he knew Teresa and the reader feels that way about Newt too. The reader is fearless, protective of the people she love, hates having people take care of her, or worry about her. So she doesn't tell them that she was shoot right away. They figure out she was shoot when Thomas and Newt is fighting about not having a plan and she almost faints do to blood loss. (the bullet hit a blood vessel) not to much fluff. And you don't have to stop writing in the mall, continue maybe to the end of the movie? I don't mind it being long and multiple parts, but if you like it short and have a good idea for a short one, don't let me stop you. Write how you want to!

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You followed the others half way down the corridor before stopping and turning to the other end.

"Y/N! What are you doing? Come on!" Newt yelled, but you ignored him and took off running in the direction you had just come from.

'I hope this works', you thought to yourself, the shouts of the others barely audible over the sound of the air whistling in your ears. As you reached the end of the corridor you slid along the floor, swinging your leg into the legs of the guard who had just rounded the corner, causing him to fall to the floor and hit his head on the wall, his gun sliding across the smooth surface.

You grabbed the gun and pushed yourself off the floor and ran back to join the others, met with looks of astonishment and pride.

"Are we gonna wait around for more guards or are we gonna go?" You asked, resting the gun on your shoulder. The reply was a mixture of silence and laughs, making you grin and walk off down the corridor, trying to find a way out.

The group followed Thomas to the medical ward where Teresa was being kept. You stood back as Thomas ran over to Teresa, helping her up, your gun pointed at the rattling door. In a flash, Thomas and Newt had smashed the window with chairs and you threw Thomas the gun before you climbed through the window, Newt helping you to make sure you didn't get cut by the shards of glass.

You soon found yourself running alongside Newt again, trying to get away from Jansen and his guards, your fingers linked as you helped him run faster until you arrived at a door. Thomas swiped the key card again and again, the mechanism denying access every time.

Thomas turned to face Janson as the rest of your group tried in vain to get the door open. You watched as Thomas moved towards Janson, pointing the gun at him before the door opened and Thomas started firing.

You heard another gunshot and felt something hit your arm, pain radiating off it, but you tried to ignore it as the group ran for the big door that lead to the 'Scorch'. Thomas managed to get the door open and you followed the others out into the unknown, ripping a piece of cloth off the bottom of your shirt to tie around your wound, hoping the others wouldn't notice. You saw Newt glance back at you and slow down to wait for you to catch up before the two of you chased after the others.

The group finally arrived at what looked like an abandoned mall and you all slid down the sand dune and stumbled in. You took in your surroundings as best you could with the slight darkness around the edge of your vision, pressing down on the cloth tied around your arm. You heard faint conversation between Thomas and Newt which soon turned into an argument, bringing your attention to them.

"You brought us this whole way and you don't have a plan?" Newt yelled, a mixture of shock and anger on his face. Suddenly you felt light-headed and tried to find something to lean on, accidentally pushing something metal off a surface, drawing attention to you.

"Y/N?" Newt asked gently, his tone changing as he took a few steps in your direction. You looked up at the group, taking in their looks of concern and confusion before your legs gave out from underneath you and you fell to the floor, your vision blackening.

"Y/N!" Startled voices cried out and you felt yourself being pulled into someone's arms, brushing your hair out of your face as the others crowded around you.

"What happened to her?" You heard Aris ask, worry evident in his voice.

"I don't know!" Newt replied; obviously flustered before you felt a hand brush across the wound, causing you to flinch slightly. Moments later you felt your makeshift bandage being pulled off your arm and heard sharp intakes of breath and you guessed they had seen the blood and the bullet hole.

“Oh my god.” Aris whispered and you could imagine his hand covering mouth as it had done so many times before in the glade.

“I don't understand, when did she get shot?” Newt questioned loudly, his panic shown very expressly in his tone.

“It must've been on the way out, y’know with Janson and his guards…” Thomas muttered, his voice just audible.

“Does anyone know anything we can do to help her?” Minho asked, taking control of the situation.

“I don't know man, we don't have a lot to work with.” Winston sighed and you heard Newt’s breathing speed up and become uneven.

“We have to do something!”

“Frypan see if you can find any cloth we can use as a bandage for her arm.” Minho instructed and Frypan quickly set off, trying to find something to help. “Whilst he's looking, everyone else try and get as much stuff as we can take with us. Newt, you stay here with Y/N.”

The group dispersed, leaving Newt holding your body in an unconscious state, your head resting on his lap and one hand with your fingers loosely intertwined. You could feel Newt’s shaky breaths and he tried to calm himself.

“How could I let this happen to you?” Newt quietly said to you, making sure the others didn't hear. You wished you could convince your eyes to open and make yourself sit up to tell him it's not his fault, but your body was ignoring you. The two of you remained in silence until you heard shouts in the distance causing Newt to sit up, making sure not to injure you further in any way.

You weren't sure what was happening, all you heard was a surprised exclamation from Newt and soon found yourself being carried out of the building in the arms of a running British boy. You heard the others catching up and their shouts at each other to hurry up. All the time you and Newt were kept at the front of the group, the others trying to make sure you would be the first ones to get out. Soon all the shouting and disorientation got the better of you and you fell into a gentle sleep again.

When you woke up you were under a giant slab of brick, shielding you from the sun. Your arm was aching and your head was pounding slightly, the aftermath of the running and blood loss. You slowly pushed yourself up into a sitting position before glancing at the people around you. Everyone was asleep except for Frypan who was left on watch over the group.

You coughed, the lack of water in your body making your throat dry and also bringing Frypan’s attention to you. The moment he saw you awake and ‘healthy’, his face lit up in a relieved smile.

“Y/N!” He exclaimed before pulling you into a hug, careful not to put pressure on your bad arm. You smiled and wrapped your other arm around his side, watching as the others stirred from the noise. One by one they realised you were awake and all had similar reactions to Frypan, especially Aris and Newt, who both pulled you in for a long hug, obviously relieved you were okay, the bags under their eyes visible.

Once you had drunk some water and had something to eat you changed your ‘bandage’ before tying your hair up and linking hands with Newt, ready to start in the next part of your journey. Little did you know, everything would go downhill from there.

DCWI - Gally having a crush on you

Requested by im-just-one-of-the-avengers : “Gally having a crush on you would include”???

He’s tsundere af

He actually wasn’t a douche when he first met you

Subtly listens into conversations when he hears your name

Subtly watches when another glader starts talking to you

Getting jealous when they make you laugh

You’re a medjack and help Frypan with the cooking

He gets minor injuries to spend alone time with you

He’s always the last person to get food

Waits for you as you get your food

Tells you the recipe for his ‘special drink’

Very defensive (like threatening level)

“Say that again and I’ll make sure the last thing you see is the walls of the maze shutting”

Minho not-so-subtly dropping hints

Making you a separate hut and it’s his best work

Him falling in love with you as he sees your face light up when you see it

Him blushing furiously when you hug him

Kissing him on the cheek after a conversation

Him standing in shock watching as you walk away (Minho watching and laughing)