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Pissing Off Gally - Pairing(s) : Minho x Reader (Implied), Platonic Thomas x Reader, Platonic Newt x Reader, Platonic Alby x Reader

Y/N makes a remark no one's ever dared to make before and ehhh chaos ensues.

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Get Minho - Minho x Reader (Implied), Platonic Thomas x Reader, Platonic Newt x Reader, Platonic Gally x Reader

Thomas, Newt, Y/N and Gally attempt to rescue Minho. Turns out he got moved to the medical wing.

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Maybe this wasn't so bad (REQUESTED)- Grumpy!Thomas x Sunshine!Reader, Platonic Gladers x Reader

Thomas is grumpy by the fact that they're stuck in this weird place and everyone's made it their job to tell him that whatever idea he comes up with to get out of this place has ALREADY been tried. But being stuck here with the she-bean who's made it her job to bring chaos into other gladers' lives, now that wasn't so bad now was it?

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Sliding Under Those Damned Doors - Platonic Gladers x Reader, (but minho's got a special place in my heart and WOOHOO MORE OF MAMA NOOT HAHAAH)

Pairings: Platonic Gladers x Reader (but minho's got a special place in my heart and WOOHOO MORE OF MAMA NOOT HAHAAH)

“Y/N!”

Glancing back for a fraction of a second, the doors had begun to slowly draw close. 

“Y/N! COME ON!”

In a fit of frustration, and growling, I fired my last shots at the guards and Janson, who had taken cover behind a shield, and thrust the useless gun at them, backing away frantically. Hearing the now-crescendo shouts of my friends and fellow gladers, I planted my right foot firmly into the floor and whipped around. With a blast of adrenaline, I pumped my arms up and down, throwing all my weight forward, foot after foot I set before me, feeling the sterile gush of wind in my face. I ran for all I was worth. All the shouts and cries became one to me, yet I could distinguish the ones Janson screamed into the walkie-talkie behind me-

“SHUT IT DOWN! SHUT IT DOWN!”

Feeling as if my world (and the pair of my lungs) was collapsing on itself, I mustered up whatever strength I had left and threw myself forward, just in time to drop to the ground and slide under the doors. My life, or what I currently remembered of it, flashed before my eyes as the door made for and missed my throat by several fortunate inches as the slippery floor dragged me across to the other side. 

Minho and Thomas pulled me to my feet, Newt, bless his heart, dusting me off and fussing like the Glade Mother he was. Aris yelled and brought a brick down on the scan device positioned to the right of the door. The gang, including Frypan and Winston and several others, pulled me backwards and shuffled in reverse as the guards from the other side tried their best to knock the now shut door down with their shoulders.

Janson’s face was pressed against the thick slit of glass, fist slamming against it. 

“You little piece of shit.”

A triumphant smirk made its way to my lips and I flicked my middle finger at him, prompting a merry shriek from Frypan, Winston and Thomas, a very impressed whistle from Minho, and an exasperated groan from Newt.

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Pairing: Grumpy!Thomas x Sunshine!Reader

Requested by Anon

To say Thomas’ spirit was dampened, was an understatement.

He had suggested every single way they had to get out of the maze, and every one was turned down by Alby and Newt, with “Yeah, we tried that,” and “Greenie, we’ve been here for 2 years. What makes you think we’re dumb enough to not have tried that already?”

He visibly slumped at the reminder of it, shoulders sagging and his hand still clutching the grotesque alcoholic drink from that guy, Gally. He braced himself and took a swig out of the jar. And promptly spit it out onto the grass, somewhat gagging. 

Ugh.

“OI! CHUCK!”

Thomas looked up from his numb stupor as the said boy (having just finished the sandwich he had stolen from Y/N) looked up sharply and turning red, took off at high speed, auburn curls sticking up as it kissed the cool night Glade air. 

The girl, the one and only girl there, who had also called out the name with mock anger had also begun to dash after him, H/L, H/C) flying behind her/sticking up behind her. Chuck’s strangled cries of joy echoed across the dew-kissed green pasture glinting in the moonlight and the boys guffawed and wolf-whistled as Y/N bolted past them, flipping them off as she crossed them.

“I’M SO GOING TO GET YOU, CHUCKY!”

She caught up to him and tackled him to the ground, the pair of them rolling over and over on the green lush grass in the starry night. The boys had begun to crowd around them in a circle, cheering Y/N on.

“Oi! There’s a match here??” The boy, who’s name was most-likely Gally or something yelled out, quite irritated that the Gladers had deserted him and his ring for Y/N and her chase after Chuck for stealing her sandwich.

Something pulled at his heartstrings as he saw her, so cheerful despite the fact that they could just be trapped here for eternity. Ray of sunshine, he could say, but Minho might just laugh his insides out if he’d heard this. 

Most Gladers would have been pissed at their food being stolen by the youngest there. But Y/N wasn’t. She was rather enjoying it, he presumed, all jovial and carefree. 

“You shank. You deserve to be thrown in the Slammer for pulling this, ya slint head.” She let out a playful growl in feigned outrage.

And he thought, as he looked at her, now sitting on the ground and laughing so freely with her arm around Chuck..

HEYYYYA sorry it took me so long to reply...got assignments - PILES OF EM

and btw THESE ARE GOLDEN OMG, AT YOUR SERVICE ANON :D

Pairing(s): Up to interpretation between Thomas, Newt, Minho, or Gally.

Warning: Extreme anger by reader at Teresa

Characters you can request for:

Minho

Newt

Thomas

Ivy Trio

Or the Glader gang

Or situations (you get struck by lighting instead of Minho and dude's panicked to death, HEAVY ANGST PAGE 255 WITH NEWT [BUT I NEED TIME TO WRITE IT], or you sliding under the closing WICKED doors in the start of scorch trials instead of thomas AND FLIPPING JANSON OFF, and how the ivy trio react to it)

or preferences