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In Time

Jojen Reed x reader

Serie: Game of Thrones

A/N: Jojen is 17+

Requested by: anon

The reader meets Jojen and the gang - not knowing that Jojen had seen her in his Sight, resulted that he fell in love with her.

His sister had called him silly to believe that he was truly in love with someone he had not met in real life, but the Sight of her was something that told Jojen that this young woman was something for herself.

Her (Hair color) colored hair that hung loosely around her face, her (Skin color) that looked smooth and soft. But that was only a few things Jojen had fallen for her, but the real thing was her eyes. (Light/Dark) (Eye color) eyes, they looked straight into his soul - without her knowledge that she had that power over him.

He had tried to explain it to his beloved sister, and every time she would look pained about the subject. However, after they had stumbled upon the young woman Jojen had his Sight about - Meera had changed her view upon the subject. 

But, the young woman with the (Light/Dark) (Eye color) eyes, had only seen Jojen once in her dream. She had not thought any longer about the strange dream, thinking it was no reason to it - that had made Jojen almost heartbroken.

He had tried everything in his power to get her to show something, even a small smile towards him. But her eyes, those lovely shade of (Light/Dark) (Eye color) eyes, had only looked at him like he was a creature she could not stand.

He knew that it was not easy for her, as Meera had given the task upon herself to send the lovely young woman death glares every second of the day. Every time she opened her mouth, Meera would shut her up with one cold look.

Jojen soon started to think that he had only seen what may happen if he managed to get his beloved (Your name) to fall for him. But at the moment, it only seemed that his love was one-sided.

You could feel the cold glare from Meera Reed, the older sister to the boy that walked beside her. His moss green eyes were focused on the forest ground, a pained look covered his face - you did not need to look to know that. 

Every time you were to turn around, your eyes would pick up his pained look. Even Barn would not look at you. The kind boy that had once always wanted to hear stories about your household, but now - the interest had faded away.

Perhaps you should have never roamed the forest, on the hunt for food for your tribe? With a silent sigh, you pulled your hood over your head and stepped off the path. No one made a word to you, as you stopped dead in your tracks.

The leather boots that covered your feet sunk into the wet grass. You could see the mud and water had mixed together, making it look some kind of goo. The sky had opened up, letting out small drops of rain - it looked like it was hovering in the air. Your cloak was covered in the small raindrops, you lifted your head to the side and saw that your group had almost walked away from you.

You knew perfectly why. You had rejected Jojen Reed, however, you had no idea what had been between the two of you. Friends, perhaps - but when you voiced out that statement, Jojen’s moss green eyes darkened even more. 

“(Your name).” You spun around at the sound of your name, not believing that he had stayed behind. Dark circles underneath his eyes, a clear sign that he had not one of the restful nights, his skin paler than usual. “Jojen.” You breathed out, the said person blinked and stepped backward.

You stood rotten to the spot, not knowing what to do. Jojen blinked once again, his moss green eyes showed clear pain in his eyes. 

In a split second, you felt your own heartbreak at that sight. You swallowed, breathed out and felt the small raindrops hovering in the air. “Why ... Stop?” You made no sense, as Jojen blinked confusedly at you. 

You breathed in and out, shook your head and pulled the hood even further over your head. You could not continue being the reason Jojen looked like this, Meera had at first only explained that the visions of the Sight took its tools on him - but after every attempt that he did with you, to gain your attention he had become worse. 

He would not eat or drink, it had come to that point that Meera needed to take him away and almost force feed him. 

“I cannot do this.” You whispered, not knowing why you felt weak. Why you wanted to give up. Perhaps just to end the guilt to eat you alive? You were no Lady, no feminine woman that would wear dresses or eat elegantly.

Jojen stepped forward, his hands reached out towards you - his fingers wrapped themselves around your wrist. Your hands were still holding on to the edges of your hood, your (Eye color) eyes widen as you lifted your gaze up. 

“Please, (Your name) ... Don’t leave me,” you looked into his moss green eyes, and you choked on your own saliva. “Jojen.” You breathed out, as in the corner of your eye you could see that Meera had stopped and had her eyes focused on the two of you.

However, she did not movements to stop Jojen from doing what he was doing. 

The Greensight gifted young man stepped closer, this close he had never been to you before. You could see it clearly in his eyes, he was nervous about it - however, you loosened your grip on the edges of your hood. Intertwined your fingers with his, the poor heir of the Reed household’s eyes widen. His moss green eyes focused on your (Eye color) eyes.

“Tell me.” You whispered towards him, a flash of pain went through his eyes. However, you leaned forward and then your noses were touching. “Tell me what this means,” you started, titled your head slightly to the side. Jojen half closed his eyes. “- when my heart cannot stop beating at the sight of you, is unnormal speed makes my chest hurt.” 

Jojen closed the gap between the two of you. He tilted his head slightly as well, deepened the kiss you two shared. His left hand pulled away from your own hand but wrapped itself around your waist. Pulled you towards his own body. 

He tightened his hold around you, but you two were soon interrupted by Jojen’s own sister. “Hey - you two! We need to keep moving!” However, Jojen did not heed her words. He dipped you slightly backward, a silent moan felt your throat - as you placed your free hand against his chest.

“Jojen - stop.” You breathed out. Meera and the others had their eyes focused on Jojen, not believing that he had forgiven you that easily - your (Eye color) eyes were wide and held confusion, however, Jojen only swallowed and tilted his head slightly forward. 

Jojen pushed you slowly back onto the right direction, towards the others. 

Perhaps in time, he would tell you about the Sight he had about you. In time, you would know and perhaps like it - but for now, you would only show the affection you had disclaimed for Jojen.

He had always been in your thoughts, no matter what.

Let Me In

Thomas x reader

Movie: the Maze Runner

Requested by: @imdeadinsidexxx

The reader is depressed and Thomas wants to help her.

It had crawled up from the deepest, darkest hole from Hell - wrapped its claws around your helpless mind and heart. Dragged you down, while you tried to scream and get the attention from the other Gladers. However, none of them would turn their head around.

You felt its wicked hand place itself over your mouth, preventing you from even trying something. You would wiggle and push, but nothing made it go away - it only made you tired. 

It made the activities you had loved, not enjoyable anymore. Everything you did became wrong, even the smallest task was getting harder to do. To cut up some carrots was like a challenge to you, but Frypan had been kindhearted to give you time - however, it only made you feel stupid.

And the mornings were no longer filled with laughter from you. Everything became grey and white, no colors filled your world. However, only one person had managed to pull you out from the hole you had been dragged into. 

“(Your name),” you heard someone whispered perhaps a few centimeters away from you, with a turn with your head you looked into two green eyes. Thomas climbed the few steps of the ladder, placed himself on the wooden floor of the tower. You furrowed your eyebrows but said nothing.

Thomas looked at you, taking deep breaths and out again. His green eyes were focused on you, every movement you would make. As he was afraid that you would soon throw yourself over the edge of the tower. You had been thinking about it, but never had the strength to do so.

“Hey,” Thomas greeted you softly, as he pushed himself slowly backward. You could see from the corner of your eye that he placed himself next to you. His shoulder brushed against yours, warmth filled your body just by that small touch.

“Newt and Chuck are worried,” Thomas breathed out, lifted his legs up so he could rest his arms on top of his knees. You said nothing, only dug your face deeper against your own knees. “And so am I, (Your name).” He said after a few minutes, but he said nothing and only sat there. 

Seconds turned into minutes, as you lifted your face and looked over at the boy beside you. Thomas turned his head around, his green eyes focused on your own (Eye color) eyes. Somehow it felt good to hear that someone cared for you, but you could not find any strength to speak.

“I’m here for you, (Your name). No matter what, I’ll always stand by your side.” Thomas said, his voice clear from the humor that would always linger in his voice. You swallowed, blinked once and twice. The burning sensation in your eyes started once again, however, this time you were not alone. Thomas’ eyes widen but said nothing as he wrapped his strong arms around your body.

He pulled you towards his body, you did the same thing to him - but grabbed a hold of the fabric of his shirt. Pressed your face against his shoulder, as your shoulder was shaking and you were sobbing heavily against him.

Thomas said nothing but pressed his own face against the side of your face. His lips brushed against your temple, mumbled soft nothings into your ear. However, you did not listen to those words. Only the feeling that someone hugged you, made the claws of the wicked darkness pull away from your mind and heart.

Perhaps you should tell Thomas how you felt about your situation? He had always been there for you, the moment he had sprinted over the field of the Glade you had thought highly of him. You two had become good friends over a short time.

“Thank you, Tommy.” You whispered against his shoulder, feeling the said person tightened his grip around you. “Any time, (Your name).” 

However, it would take time before you truly could open yourself up freely. But this was a good start, to cry in the arms of your good friend - to feel that someone was indeed worried out about you. With time everything would get better, right?

My Girlfriend

Dylan O’brien x reader

You and Dylan are out on a date but gets interrupted by some fans.

You had always known what you had put yourself into the moment you had agreed to be Dylan O’brien’s girlfriend, however, everything was still new to you. The way you always needed to be aware that someone would snap a picture of you when you would drive to the local store or something. But for the most part, everything was just perfect - but it could be pushed a little bit too far.

To those times when you could not go out with your friends, as strangers would walk up to you and ask for pictures. At first, you had been dumbfounded, wondering why they wanted pictures with you. However, they only responded that you were Dylan O’brien’s girlfriend - so you had agreed somewhat and taken the picture with them.

But they never meant any harm to you. Not once had you been hurt physically from the fans Dylan dealt with every day, but the mean comments that were directed to you was something else. You had been supported by your friends and family, and Dylan had tweeted and talked about those mean comments on interviews - trying to put a stop to it. 

“(Your name)?” You heard Dylan’s voice ask over the table, as you lifted your (Eye color) eyes upwards. To see Dylan’s brown eyes look into yours, his whole expression showed concern. You raised one eyebrow at him, tilted your head and blinked. What was wrong? You thought as you opened your mouth - but never got the chance as you heard someone scream behind you.

You turned around, to see four teenagers pointed towards the direction you and Dylan were seated. From behind you, you heard Dylan let out a small sighed. The four girls walked over to you, but you could see that they really wanted to run straight forward and grab a hold of him.

“Hey, Dylan!” They all cried out, as their eyes were focused on the male in front of you. Dylan looked up, his brown eyes widen as he let out a weak smile. The movie and projects were taken their tools on him, but therefor you had proposed it you two should go out and relax. However, you had chosen a place where fans could spot him easily.

“Hey, there,” Dylan spoke, his brown eyes relaxed somewhat. One of the girls, leaned forward as she almost shoved something into his face. A phone, you tilted your head and leaned backward. 

You would let Dylan take care of this, even if you opened your mouth - everything might come out wrong. “Can we take some pictures?” She asked, and you could see clearly that Dylan was getting irritated and you leaned forward. A smile on your lips, as the four girls turned towards you as it looked like they spotted you just now. 

“I can take one picture of you girls with him. A quick one, right?” You asked as you lifted yourself up from the chair, feeling somewhat relieved that they would perhaps leave you two alone afterward. However, the first girl did not look just as pleased as the three others.

They placed each other on the side of Dylan, as the poor man looked towards you with a pleading look. You reached out for the phone, however, the girl did not give you the phone. Her eyes scanned your face, perhaps looking for something unpleasant. But you gave her a sweet smile but still, she did not give you the phone.

One of her friends grew irritated, as she opened her mouth and said: “Hurry up, would you? It was your idea to do this.” 

But still she did not give you the phone, and then the girl who had spoken up groaned and reached into her own pocket. Pulled out her own phone, handed it to you and everyone smiled. But not the first girl, as her eyes had hardened and the three other girls looked over the moon for the picture. “Thank you so much (Your name)!” You still got shocked when they knew about your name, but only smiled and handed her the phone.

“Have a lovely day, girls.” You said, placed yourself down once again. As the three girls dragged the unhappy girl away, Dylan sent a soft glare at you and after a few seconds smiled - a small laugh escaped his throat.

You furrowed your eyebrows, not knowing what Dylan was laughing at. But as he stopped laughing, he leaned himself over the table and tilted his head to the side. Those brown eyes looked directly into your own (Eye color) eyes, Dylan suddenly opened his mouth into a silent scream - his eyes wide open as he tilted his head even further to the side. 

At that expression, you snorted and placed a hand over your mouth. Trying to keep the small snorts silent, but the way Dylan tried to make you laugh till you got cramp was not easy. He had always made you laugh, and the other way around. “Dylan - what are you doing?” You managed to get out between the snorts, Dylan’s eyes lightened up at those small sounds.

“I love you.” He said, his whole face suddenly serious. That made you crack, as you laughed wholeheartedly and shook your head at him. He would always find the weirdest times to express his feelings to you, however, you uttered the same words back to him - while laughing.

“Love you too, Dylan.” 

Good Observation

Thomas x reader

Movie: the Maze Runner; Scorch Trail 

Soulmate!AU

Where the first thing the soulmate says to each other, are printed on their underarm.

“(Your name), you need to listen more,” your friend sighed, as she rolled her eyes and poked your arm. You followed the way your friend was looking at, but as soon as your eyes found two green eyes that looked into your (Eye color) eyes - you looked away and glared at your friend beside you. 

She laughed and shook her head, her hair dancing around her face - making funny faces towards you. However, the peaceful moment was soon broken as the green eyed boy lifted himself up from the table and walked straight towards the open doors that stood behind one of the guards - but they stopped him from entering.

With that, you turned around and lifted yourself away from your own seat. Your friend reached out towards you but stopped as she saw that you headed the other way. Away from the trouble, as she had always pointed out that you had a thing for trouble.

You placed yourself next to Aris, the boy’s head snapped towards you and blinked underneath his hood. You sent him a smile, and he soon smiled back as he saw it was you. “(Your name),” you smiled and laughed softly, as he looked towards the newcomers that had surrounded themselves around the guard. “I might be stupid doing that,” you heard Aris said to you softly, but you said nothing. 

With everything going on, you placed your arms against the table and breathed out. Your eyes landed on the words that had been on your underarm your whole life - you could remember everything. What had happened in the Maze, as you had been a part of Aris’ group. He had been a quiet boy, always keeping to himself. 

Wow, you’re ... a girl.

The words that were imprinted to your skin. Not something fancy, but it made you always smile softly to yourself. Knowing that your meeting with your soulmate would be somewhat awkward. 

After everything that had happened in the eating area, everyone had been escorted back to their rooms. However, you were the last one in your room. Your friends had been the chosen ones, leaving you all alone - you covered your face with your hands. You knew that they could not do anything about that, but somehow you felt betrayed.  

You had entered this building at the same time as them, but you were left alone. A sigh escaped your lips, as you closed your eyes. Your body hit the mattress with a loud sound, making the whole room seem so quiet. 

By the time now, every one of your friends would have dragged out the few things they were allowed to play with. A board of a wooden tablet, with wooden dolls that they had made within the Maze. 

You turned around and face the grey wall. Breathed out and in, as you reached out blindly after a blanket to pull over yourself. As you felt the familiar fabric of the dark colored blanket, you pulled it over yourself and huffed. Everything was like a living hell, everyone that you knew had somehow walked away from you. 

Only Aris was with you, but the boy was always shy - never the one to start a conversation with you. However, you had come to love him like a sister. Always the protective one, as he would find that somewhat funny.

With that, you let your body relax - but perhaps that was something the aboves did not like. As you heard a loud bang from the other side of the room, you opened your eyes and sat up. You turned your head around, your (Hair color) hair danced around your head as you saw Aris underneath the other bed. 

“Aris?” You asked as you placed your feet on the floor - you saw that something was wrong, by the way, he looked around in the room. “No one's here, I’m the last one.”  Aris’ whole expression relaxed, but he soon looked at you and ushered you to crawl into the vent. 

“What?” You blinked at him, as you had placed yourself on your knees in front of the bed, your arse high up in the air - looking pretty damn sexy if you could say so yourself. However, Aris nodded and crawled backward. “They’re waiting for us.” You did not understand what he meant but took a deep breath.

If you stayed behind, you would meet your friends again - but what if that Aris said was true, that Janson was truly from W.C.K.D. You would not take a chance, as you crawled after him - not bothering pulling the vent bars back up.

“Aris, who’s waiting for us?” You asked, as your eyes were focused on the front of you. Aris’ arse, as the boy kept crawling and did not stop - you did not expect him to hear you over the sound you two made in the vent.

And it did not take long before you and Aris were out and running through the building, where you once had entered. The workers were nowhere to be seen, but as you and Aris turned the corner - you crashed into a moving wall.

Two arms wrapped themselves around you, making it easier for the person to flip you two around. Making you land on top of the person, and your nose crashed into a hard chest. You swore it was broken, from the building pain that formed itself in your nose.

You lifted your head, as your (Eye color) eyes met two green eyes. The same ones that had looked at you in the eating area. “Wow, you’re ... a girl.” When he said that, your eyes widen and you breathed in and out. You felt your cheeks heat up, but pulled away and took a deep breath. “Good observation, boy.” Then it was his time to be shocked, as you lifted yourself up from the concrete ground.

You lifted your hand upwards, to your perhaps broken nose. But before you could do that, the unnamed boy grabbed your hand and took a deep breath. “Come with us, me.” Before you could say anything, he dashed off and you looked behind your shoulder - to see Aris and other people that had been in the eating area. Some smirked, however, a blonde boy only shook his head as he limped after you and the handsome boy in front of you.

Read My Name

Newt x reader

Movie: the Maze Runner

Soulmate!AU

Where the name of the soulmate is like a tattoo over your wrist, and it will fade away when you have found each other.

The moment you had opened your (Eye color) eyes, the darkness surrounded you and the blinking green light that had a following loud alarm to it. The alarm ringed into your ears, making you lean forward and try to block out the sound. 

The one word that had been on your wrist your whole life burned, or you felt it was burning. By the way, it was itching and you gritted your teeth together. However, the alarm soon stopped and you blinked - narrowed your eyes and felt lightheaded. You needed air.

Your whole body laid limp on the metal floor, your eyes turned downwards and saw only the pitch black hole that kept mocking you somehow. How had you ended up here? But the question did not get any answers, as you saw that the darkness around you turned into the light - you moved around, frowned and covered your (Eye color) eyes. “Someone new?” A voice calls out, as you hear a loud sound and made the metal floor shake underneath you.

A groan escaped your lips, alerting the person that someone else was within this metal cage. “A girl!” The same voice called out, as by that answer more voices called out. You did not register what were said, but moved your hand away from your eyes and saw a tall figure that hovered above you.

His eyes widen somewhat, as he called out another name - “Newt!” You frowned, not liking the loud voice he screamed in. But the other voices suddenly went quiet, and another rumble went through the metal floor. “What the bloody hell are you tal-” but the british voice came to a sudden halt, you tilted your head to the side and narrowed your eyes.

The silhouette of another figure stood by the first one, and as you placed your hands against the cool metal floor and pushed yourself up - your (Hair color) hair was glued to your forehead and cheeks. A clear sign that something had happened to you, but you could not remember anything. Your mind was blank, but the only thing you knew about yourself was your name: (Your name). 

“Are you alright?” The british voice spoke up once again, you lifted your gaze and looked into two chocolate brown eyes. Your heart sped off at the look that went through them, your breaths came out quickly and you started to back up against the wall of the cage. 

However, wooden boxes prevented you from getting too far away from the two boys. The first one, an Asian and the Britain that looked at each other. The dirty blonde-haired boy nodded once and took a deep breath. “Can you remember anything?” The British asked, his voice showed the concern he felt for you - knelt down before you as the Asian boy climbed out from the metal cage. Other boys surrounded the opening, but as the Asian boy called out that everyone should leave - they did so.

Your (Eye color) eyes turned back at the dirty blonde-haired boy, his face smudged with dirt and sweat. However, you found that somewhat funny looking. The boy himself looked handsome, but as your eyes locked themselves with his - something more was hidden underneath them. With a quick gaze downwards to your wrist, you did not see the word that had been there for the beginning; Newt. 

Your gaze held confusion as you did not understand, but the boy lifted his own wrist - where the name of his chosen one would be, but no name. Had he found his? “Newt?” You tried slowly, Newt nodded slowly and smiled towards you. 

“(Your name).” It was not a question, but a statement from him. You nodded and placed a hand over your mouth, your body started to shake and your eyes started to tear up. Newt’s eyes widen, as he swallowed and blinked. Not knowing what to do, but he let his instinct take over - he crawled over to you and pulled you close to his body.

His arms wrapped around your body, you sat there dumbfounded and did not know what to do. But after a few seconds, you slowly lifted your own arms and wrapped your arms around him as well. His grip around you tightened, your (Hair color) fell over your eyes as you placed your forehead against his shoulder. You smelled the sweat and dirt, but also something else - a natural scent that came from his bare skin. 

You could not place it, but you loved it.

It had been three weeks after you had stepped out of the metal cage but told it was a lift that only went down when no one was inside if - they had tried to escape that way. But somehow that had not worked, and you found yourself the only girl in the Glade. The place where it was the safest to place to be, inside those giant gates that would open every morning and close every night; a living hell lived behind those gates. 

You had questioned the reason of people running into the living hell; Runners were the people that went into the Maze. You had been told that you needed to find a job within the Glade, and soon found your place beside Frypan. The ‘cook’ of the Glade. You soon liked your place with the many boys, as your soulmate; Newt had been kind and helped you out.

Some boy in the Glade had no names on their wrist, but sadly they did not remember anything. Some others had names on their wrist, hoping that they would be given the chance to met their chosen one. You and Newt had been lucky for that to happen, as you both had been taken away from the life you once had.

Somewhat you were happy that you had not met him before, the thought that you might have forgotten him pained you. To never remember the way his eyes would shine your world up, how his words would give you the strength to fight back and you loved him for he was Newt. The only one that had seen you for who you were, loved every flaw that you had - as you loved every flaw that he had.