Requests open!Maze runner-Gally -Newt -Minho -Thomas -Alex turner -Sebastian Stan -Dylon o Brien -Thomas Brodie sangsterHarry Potter, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George WeasleyJames hetfield, Kirk hammetI won’t do smut, but I’ll do fluff and spiceMight do characters from other fandoms but we’ll see
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A/n: Sorry This Took Me Way Longer Than I Wanted Ive Had No Motivation And I Even Had To Have A Friend
a/n: sorry this took me way longer than I wanted 😭 I’ve had no motivation and I even had to have a friend help me finish writing it, things have been a little rough lately. I hope you all enjoy!
The friend that helped me is @galactic-junkyard and much love to her bc I literally could not have finished this without her
enjoy!
Requested by @futuristicyouthvoid (again sorry it took so long)
Minho x fem!reader
Warnings: blood and an injury, it’s just fluff honestly though

Two years. You’d been in the Glade for two shucking years. You were also one of the first people in the Glade after a few others, so you were there when the rules were made. You were there when mistakes were made, and you’d seen a lot of people die trying to escape the maze. Not only all of this, but you were the only girl. The only girl in a very confined area with a whole bunch of boys. Thats why you became a runner, you wanted to see first hand exactly what was going on in the maze, and it gave you some time alone.
You definitely had friends, but they were never your top priority, the maze always came first. The only person you truly took time for was Minho. You never noticed the special attention that he payed you, or the special attention that you payed him. Sure you were aware of how very attractive he was, but the maze should always come first.
And besides what would be the point of ruining such a good friendship for a dumb relationship. What would even be the point of dating in the maze? It’s not anything could really come from it, right?
This is what you say to yourself everyday. You can’t get distracted. The only thing that matters is getting out.
And it stayed that way for a while. It got boring and the maze got more frustrating, but you had to push through.
It was on a run that everything changed. Those shucked up grievers. You knew how they worked, you knew their usual routes that they took during the day. You knew how to avoid them. But today they were acting different, you were running section 2 like normal, thoughts going through your head as fast as your feet were running. You weren’t really paying to your surroundings, just leaving a trail of cut vines to find your way back.
That’s why you didn’t notice the clicking and whirring of the griever. That’s why it was too late for you to run. The griever reached its mechanical claw out and was unable to grab you, but did manage to cut you. A long deep cut down your left leg.
“Shuck!” You cry out. The pain makes you want to stop, but to stop is to die, so you push on. After five turns your vision starts to blur, but the griever is still following you close behind. Blood is pouring out of your leg, and black is clouding the edge of your vision.
“Help! Help me! Minho!” Your voice breaks and you trip over a stray vine and hit your head. You don’t know what compelled you to yell Minho’s name, but out of all the names you could have yelled, you chose Minho. As your vision fades, you see a blurred blue shirt and then everything goes black.
You open your eyes to see a cracked open window, letting in warm afternoon light. Pounding fills your head and you go to sit up, only to fall back down, a sharp pain running through your leg.
Why does everything hurt?
“Hey y/n, how are you feeling?” Clint briefly looks over you, making sure your movements haven’t opened any wounds.
You let out a bitter chuckle “Good as I can be I guess. What-“ you cut yourself off as you look around and see the sleeping figure of Minho, slumped over in the crudely built chair next to your bed.
“…How long has he- how long have I been out?” You briefly take your eyes off of Minho to glance up at Clint as he begins to move about the room, grabbing clean bandages so he can change your dirty ones.
“It’s been about three days now, and yes- he’s been here this whole time” he gestures to Minho.
“Oh- three days? I- has he eaten anything?” Concern fills your voice, you know Minho, he’s stubborn and if he’s been by your bedside you don’t doubt that he hasn’t moved for anything.
“No, like I said-“ just as Clint started to speak, Minho’s head shot up.
“Y/n?” Minhos groggy voice matched his lopsided hair.
“Morning sunshine-“ Clint teases as Minho shuffled over to your side.
“Shut up.” Minho snipped back before turning his full attention to you. “Are you okay..?” He asked cautiously, his voice had an undertone of care and warmth to it.
“Fine.. a little sore-“ you begin before getting cut off by the other runner.
“Where?” His eyes scan your body, making your cheeks flush. You’ve never cared about they way he looked at you before, why now? You motion to you leg and minho pulls up the thin blanket covering your mangled limb. Both of the two boys take a peek and cringe at the sight of it. Clint, being the closest thing to a doctor, took a closer look at you leg while minho zoned out.
“Minho.. you good?” You ask, immediately getting an agitated answer.
“How could I be okay when your carelessness nearly got you killed. Oh sometimes I swear you do this on purpose but i know your no idiot because I-“
Minho’s eyes caught your tearful gaze and he stopped scolding you. “No I didn’t mean- y/n you now Ii- Clint could we have a moment”
The medic looked relieved to be excused from this awkward situation. He left the two alone in the dimly lit room, giving minho time to form his words.
After a few beats of silence you speak up, “I know you- what?”
You prompted in a mildly aggressive tone. When he refused to speak up you repeated yourself with a harsher attitude. “I know you-“
“You know i care for you! Right…?” Minho said cautiously. Now you were the on who couldn’t speak. Your lack of words made him more self conscious. He was fighting tears, which shocked you. He never gave of that kind of fragility before. “I care for you, a-lot. And seeing you push yourself so hard all the time to find a answer to this shucking maze is killing me. Its killing me because i love you, and im not sure you feel the same. And its okay of you don’t but-“
He was cut off by your lips meeting his. When the initial shock wore off and you pulled away his hand cupped your cheek and reeled you back in. This kiss was tender and warm. He treated you like an artist would worship his final creation, which was a breath of fresh air in comparison to the harsh conditions the maze forced upon you. On all of the gladers..
“Am I… interrupting something?” Clint interrupted in a cheeky tone. Minho pulls away with a smile tugging at his lips, the happiest hes been since he beat Gally during the bonfire two months ago.
“Yes Clint, your timing is impeccable-“
Clint snickered, “If I’m not mistaken, you have a maze to run around.”
“And you have a patient to take care of” Minho adds with a glance down at you, “take care of her shuckface.”
Before Minho leaves, the room he turns and flashes you a wink. The giddy boy left and Clint gave you a look.
“So…… are we gonna talk about that?”
With nothing but Minho on your mind and a smile on your face you turn away from the door as Minho is gone now.
“Nope.”
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LADIEEEEESSSS

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AHHH okay so this is my first Alex Turner one ever, and it’s gonna be multi part so I’ll try to be consistent with updates :)
Warnings: cursing, an unhealthy relationship, fear ig
All of the songs mentioned are by the Arctic Monkeys! 🥶 🙈
Enjoy!
The Arctic Monkeys are your favorite band. How could the way not be? Their music is amazing and the band members themselves seem to be pretty cool.
Your boyfriend, the wonderful and amazing man that he is, bought the two of you tickets. It had been about two months since he presented the tickets to you, and he… hadn’t really talked to you as much since then-but it’s okay because you’re going to an Arctic Monkeys concert with him! Everything will go back to normal after it, things like that happen a lot in relationships, right?
You go into your bathroom to finish up your makeup, it looked good too. Your signature style, and a dark red matte lipstick.
“Y/n!” James called from the living room “We should leave like right now if you don’t want to be late!”
“Okay I’m coming James just one sec! I’ll meet you in the car” You quickly grab your purse, your favorite pair of shoes, and the closest pair of socks.
The car ride there is short, but nice because it had been a while since you were alone with your boyfriend, maybe months.
“Oh shit I grabbed the wrong socks” you hold up the pair of knee socks that you accidentally grabbed, instead of the ankle length socks you were going for. You slide them on and try to bunch them up around your ankles.
“What’s the big deal? They’re just socks” James briefly takes his eyes off of the road to glance at you.
“Yeah but they look weird all bunched up, I’m gonna have to pull them up.” You sigh and pull the socks up to your knees “It doesn’t even work that well with my outfit!”
“Whatever y/n, it’s just a stupid outfit stop whining” James stares straight ahead, and doesn’t see how your face falls.
“Yeah you’re right- I was just kidding it doesn’t really matter”
The parking lot is packed, and it takes almost ten minutes to find a parking spot. It’s a good thing you left early though, or you would’ve missed the start of the concert.
Your boyfriend got you floor tickets, so you both were very close to the stage, almost front and center! As you found your spots your boyfriend was silent, even more so than usual. “I’m so excited babe! Thank you so much for doing this for me!” You lean over to kiss his cheek but he quickly turns away to the stage. “Look they’re coming out now- pay attention”
Again your face falls as your boyfriend responds curtly, but he’s right- they’re coming onto the stage!
Alex Turner, the lead singer, introduces himself and the rest of the band. Then they kick off the show with the song ‘Fluorescent Adolescent’. As the show continues you dance and scream to the music, having the time of your life. The starting notes of ‘Pretty Visitors’ start to play and the crowd goes wild, you especially. As they reach the chorus you nudge your boyfriend, “Come on babe, dance with me!” He looks around, then back at you with a very frustrated look, “No! I don’t want with dance you! Why can’t you just be grateful that I got you tickets, and stop trying to make me look like a fool!”
“All you have to do is wave your arms James! Come on it’s fun!” You shout over the loud music, and grab his arm trying to pull him closer.
“I said no!” He yells at you, and shrugs your arm off, then he stomps off.
For the third time that day, your face fell.
“All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast, the shadow of a snake pit on the wall”
Screw this, I came here to have fun
You throw your whole heart and soul into dancing, and you keep dancing until you realize that the song has ended.
Little did you know, Alex had seen the whole thing happen. He’d noticed you as your boyfriend had shrugged you off then stomped away. He saw your face fall, and then he saw you go back to dancing, an almost wild look in your eyes. How could he do that though? She’s so pretty and it seems like she just cares, what is his problem?
An idea comes into his mind, and before he can stop himself he leans into the microphone and smiles. “For all those fellas out there who were just too cool to wave their arms during the Pretty Visitors chorus, this one’s for your girlfriend. LADIES!”
With that he starts the song ‘I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor’
Maybe you’re just delusional but you could’ve sworn Alex-Alex freaking Turner- made direct eye contact with you for almost that whole song
“Stop making the eyes at me, I’ll stop making the eyes at you”
No I’m just delusional- there’s no way he’s singing to me.
“And your shoulders are frozen,
As cold as the night!
Oh but you’re an explosion,
You’re dynamite!”
As he sings this Alex points at…you?
He doesn’t know what compels him to do so, all he knows is that he did.
Holy shit did he just- I think he did!
You do the first thing that comes to mind, and scream like a crazy fangirl. You throw your hands up in the air and just continue to have the time of your life. Just before the song is over, you get a text from your boyfriend
James: I’m at the back of the room, and I’m leaving the second it’s over so you better hurry your ass up.
Y/n: 👍
What is his problem?
James: I’m leaving right now actually so if you want a ride home you better get your ass back here.
You glance down at your phone and quickly look up and around to try and see your boyfriend.
Y/n: Can we please stay just until the end?
James reads the text but doesn’t respond. You wait out until the song is over, then you look down at your phone again and sigh. Reluctantly, you push through the crowd to get to the back of the room to your boyfriend, but he’s not there.
He wouldn’t have left me right?
You run out to the parking lot and over to where you had parked only to find that your parking space was empty.
He left.
Just to make sure, you check his locations on your shared app and, yep he was already almost home.
You think about calling him but then decide against it because at this point something is wrong with him and it could only end badly. Wiping away tears that threatened to fall from your eyes, you head back inside, knowing full well that it’s safer in there than outside.
Alex had seen you disappear into the crowd, and for some reason it bothered him that he couldn’t see you anymore. He quickly checked with his band mates to see if they could move a song up on the setlist.
You shove your way back to through the crowd, earning many glares and even a “Watch it!”
The starting notes of ‘No. 1 Party Anthem’ come on and Alex searched the crowd for you as he started singing.
“So you’re on the prowl wondering whether, she left already or not”
You smile as one of your favorite songs comes on and find yourself near the edge of the stage once more. Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you pull it out to see a message from James lighting up your screen.
James: you took too long and I’m already home. Get an Uber.
You stare at your phone for a moment before shutting it off. Fighting back more tears you sigh and close your eyes, looking upward and swaying to the music.
The light of your phone in the dimly lit room catches Alex’s eye as he’s scanning the crowd. And he watches you close your eyes and sway with the music. You look sad, and he doesn’t know why but it makes him sad. The man you were with earlier, your boyfriend he’d assumed, had disappeared and he wondered if the two were related.
As the concert drew to a close, panic began to set it for you.
How the hell are you supposed to get home?
Not only could you not afford an Uber at the moment, as your boyfriend well knew, but too many bad things had happened to friends who had taken Ubers at such a late time, and you were very cautious. It was midnight after all.
The concert had ended and the last of the crowd shuffled out the doors. After about twenty minutes of you sitting on the floor by the stage, you were ushered out by a kind employee, you looked around and realized that you were the last person left.
The house lights were on and the room looked much smaller than it had when it was dark and jam packed with people. You made your way outside and sat on the curb, trying to make a plan, your pepper spray at the ready just in case. At this point it had almost been an hour since the concert had ended, and the parking lot was completely empty by now, not to mention kind of creepy.
To your horror a car pulls up and you grip your pepper spray tightly. Behind you, the door opens up and you quickly turn around to try and see who it could be. A group of men walks out and you try to make out their faces in the dim lighting provided by the scattered streetlights, but can’t see them until they’re up close.
Oh my gosh I’m going to die.
Your mind automatically searches for an escape route in case things go the way they’re looking right now. But then, almost all your fear dissipates as the group gets close enough to see who they are.
It’s the Arctic Monkeys
Yo where tf my uber driver taking me


THIS SONG IS SO UNDERRATED
LIKE-
ITS CRIMINAL BC ITS SO FREAKING HOT

SCREW THAT THIS WHOLE DANG ALBUM IS UNDERRATED

ITS TOO MUCHHHHHHH
I’m incredibly disappointed in the open disrespect shown towards Christianity from that Last Supper skit the Olympics pulled. like the LGBTQ community makes fun of Christians and shames them even tho our religions don’t rlly give a shit and then they go and praise the Islamic religion that literally burns and kills anybody in their community
actually really shitty and no this does not make me a bigot or a homophobic asshole