If Gally Had Gotten The Guy's Name:

If Gally had gotten the guy's name:

By Your Side

(Gally x Reader)

This one came out longer than I’d originally planned, but I think I’m happy with how it turned out. Lots of fluff, because you can never have too much. Enjoy!

Being a builder was about as glamorous as it sounded. Sore muscles, beads of sweat perpetually rolling down your temples, sawdust constantly finding its way into your hair, more splinters and annoying little nicks than you could keep track of. You believed it was, beyond question, one of the most challenging jobs in the glade. But you never complained. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you had chosen to be there, and despite all the downsides, you had no intention of backpedaling.

It wasn’t all bad, of course. You liked what you did. You enjoyed taking raw chunks of wood and turning them into something useful, taking an active part in making the glade a more comfortable and liveable place to be, ensuring that everyone had decent places to sleep and eat. Not to mention, there was one very significant pro that majorly outweighed all the cons… You got to work alongside Gally. The Keeper of the Builders and your boyfriend of several months. Your most ardent supporter, the person who never doubted your place on the team and made you feel like you were exactly where you belonged.

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Welp, I'm 19 now...I'm young but I still feel so old😂

Thanks so much for the tag, @lunamooney2406 ! I'd probably ship you with Jimmy Darling, Mallory, or Kit Walker 😊

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Moodboard ship game!

Make a collage that represents you and comment under others which Ahs character you ship them with!

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No One Better

(Gally x Reader)

Hope you have some time, because this one’s large and in charge (of the feels, that is). Huge thanks to all the lovely people who encourage me to keep writing. Enjoy!

A few beads of sweat rolled down your temple, your bottom lip beginning to sting from how hard you were biting down on it, your brows furrowed in intense concentration, all while you were struggling to finally saw through this one stupid chunk of wood. It was a particularly thick one - you’ve been at it for almost ten minutes, with frustratingly minimal results. The muscles of your right arm were positively aching, pleading for you to drop the shucking saw and just ask somebody for help.

However, your resolve was stronger than your protesting muscles. You could do this. You didn’t need help.

You gave yourself a minute to rest before drawing in a deep, determined breath, and getting right back to it. You couldn’t believe it - will all this effort, you’d only managed to saw through half of it, thus far. Gally always made it look so easy…

“Having a bit of trouble there, baby?”

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happy birthday<3 hope u have a great one!

Thank you so much❤

Omg yay, you’ll write for the cuties :)

Can I request a Newt fluff piece where he DOESNT get the flare (sorry I’m still so heart broken over it) and he confesses that he’s in love with f!reader and they just get their happy ending. Please?

Yes, of course, sweet Anon!😊 And aren't we all honestly, Newt deserved better. But I'll be honest, kinda feel like I was cheating on Gally while writing this lmao

Sorry if this is a little short as well.

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Watching the sunset in your new home, you thought back on all the hardships you and your friends went through.

You all were so lucky to be alive, coming close to death too many times to count. Only, you did lose people along the way...

You lost friends, people you loved dearly. It hurt more than you could express, yet, you were so thankful for the people that survived along with you.

You upturned your lips into a bittersweet smile, watching your friends conversing near the bonfire, sighing in relief when you saw Newt smiling and laughing along with the rest of your friends.

You were the most thankful that Newt had survived, and you definitely shouldn't felt more guilty for thinking that, but you weren't.

Newt had been your rock, since day one when you first came up in the Box. He was the first face you saw in a sea of unfamiliars, terrified out of your mind, he made you feel more safe. He made sure you were taken care of, and you took care of him in turn. You both shared long nights of just talking, getting to know each other, bonding over what similarity you could find in each other and the hellish situation you were put in.

You loved him, you found that out pretty quickly, but nothing ever came of it. You and Newt both had a sense that something powerful was there, but so much was going on around you at all times, never getting a respite long enough to discuss your feelings.

After a close call in Denver, you made sure he knew how much you loved him. Even if it wasn't the most heartfelt confession, just saying it out loud to him was enough.

But now that you were all in the Safe Haven, the danger far away across the sea, Newt never said anything about it. You didn't know if he was the type to want to wait awhile before confessions such as those, but the way his eyes seemed to shine when you told him, you figured that he felt the same. It shouldn't have bothered you as much as it did, but hearing him say it out loud would make it feel more real to you.

As if right on cue, you and Newt locked eyes, smiling softly at one another. The strong connection you shared drawing him to you, taking a seat next to you, instinctually throwing an arm around your shoulders and placing a kiss to your temple. "They talking off your ear?" You joked.

Newt chuckled, pulling you closer. "Nah, they couldn't even if they tried. Just wanted to sit next to you is all." He said, making you blush lightly.

You looked back at your friends, the little village that you called home now, it all felt so surreal. "We made it." You voiced softly.

"I know. Sometimes I can't believe it myself. It all feels like a dream."

"Then it's a really good dream." You said happily, kissing at the edge of his lips. Newt looked at you, a fondness in his eyes that made you blush once again. He always had the power to make you blush, even with just a look. "What?" You giggled nervously.

"Back at the W.C.K.D. facility, you told me you loved me. Did you mean it?"

You smiled, taking ahold of his hand. "Of course I did. I know it wasn't as heartfelt as I wanted it to be, but...I didn't want to take any chances. If we didn't make it, I wanted you to know regardless. But it was the truest thing I've said in my entire life."

You froze when Newt took hold of your face, his callused hands brushing across your skin delicately, his now tear filled gaze entrancing you. Placing his lips upon yours softly, he held you close, feeling his tears fall down your cheeks. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, deepening the kiss with a simple movement. His touch the only thing you could focus on, the world around you falling away, Newt was the only thing that mattered to you in that one moment. His lips pulling away feeling like you were awakened from a dream, your head clouded and your vision blurry with tears of your own.

"I love you too, Y/n. I always have."

You grinned tearfully. "You do."

"I do." He smiled. "And I always will."

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Bruh, listening to the acoustic version of This Is Goodbye by Imminence while writing this was just *chef's kiss*