i miss you 2012 avengers. i miss you the avengers tower. i miss you irondad and spiderson. i miss you meme lord shuri and peter. i miss you loki lingering in the tower for no other reason than that he's the main love interest. i miss you poptart-eating thor. i miss you grumpy bucky barnes. i miss you old man, chronically offline steve rogers. i miss you clint in the vents. i miss you girls night with wanda and natasha. i miss you resurrected, shamelessly flirty pietro. i miss you clueless, socially inept vision. i miss you the rare bruce banner feature. i miss you sassy sam wilson. i miss you cheeky reader who always called fury by his first name. i miss you super nanny phil coulson. i miss you christmas avengers blurbs in the middle of the fanfiction written by an autistic 14 year old. i miss you 😔😔😔
I SUMMON YOU MARVEL FANDOM, help a guy out here, tryna find this marvel fic about bucky barnes, where its christmas and reader is tryna hang decorations but accidentally cracks like this star/lamp or object with the initials R.B (buckys sister i think) and its broken and reader is having a mental breakdown cuz she just broke the one thing that connected bucky to his sister and is having a panic attack and bucky enters and he comforts her and turns out wanda can fix the object with her magic, yall know the link of this fic? ty ty
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)
Y/N's gotta make a run for the damned vertical sliding doors before its too late.
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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A/N: Dang I forgot to post this lol, here it is, the long awaited WIP. eh its under 400 words but enjoy yourself! Oh ya trying first person pov btw, hope you like it
guys im REALLY REALLY SORRY for being inactive here for the last 2 months, got assignments and shit and then family gatherings cuz of christmas and new years and stuff so ye. I'LL BE BACK WITH FICS I SWEAR!! i literally forgot to post this, *REQUESTS ARE TEMPORARILY CLOSED!!!!* so like rlly sorry for those people who sent requests :(( i'll get back to them.
Pairing(s): Up to interpretation between Thomas, Newt, Minho, or Gally.
Warning: Extreme anger by reader at Teresa
My eyes over the mob of immune teens slowly exiting their dorm rooms, a slow sinking feeling paralysing my stomach.
Minho was nowhere to be seen.
“Where is he?” I turned to Teresa, quiet but eyes blazing with every ounce of frustration I felt.
“WHERE IS HE?!” I roared in her face, pulling her in by the scruff of her coat.
“YOU SAID HE WAS HERE. WHERE IS HE?” She flinched at my words, shuddering.
“Y/N, you’ll lead them right here-”
“Thomas, she’s setting us up-” I let go of her to turn to Thomas, but followed his gaze to the nearest computer, in which Teresa now was feverishly typing away at, in genuine concern for Minho’s whereabouts or just fear of what I might do if we didn’t find Minho.
Speaking of the devil, his face flashed across on the screen as Teresa tapped at another key.
Subject A14.
I’m going to beat the crap outta WCKD, they made him into a lab rat.
“He's in the medical wing. Ish, that's on the other side of the building.”
“Alright eff this, Thomas, Newt, Gally, get the kids outta here, we meet at the basement, I'm gonna go get Minho from the shucking medical wing. And you’re bringing me there.” I said the last part coldly to Teresa, shoving the nuzzle of the gun in her chest.
“I’m coming with you.”
“Newt, no-”
“Y/N, bloody hell. We started this together, and we'll end it together. Besides, you can't go alone. I won't allow it.”
I looked into the tired but determined face of my blonde best friend.
“Fine.”
Thomas walked over to me and embraced me in a tight hug. I closed my eyes, relishing the feeling.
He then pulled back and clapped me on the shoulder good-naturedly.
“Be safe.”
“Yeah yeah, we’re snooping in a lion’s den and you tell me to be safe.”
“Very funny. Now go. Newt, keep an eye on her.”
I pulled my mask on, glancing as Newt did the same and motioned to Teresa with my gun to move first.
“Hey, Greenie?”
I took a step back and looked at Gally, half–taking my mask off.
hiii omg I really loved your first fic!!! can you write something for thomas ?? maybe a grumpy x sunshine (reader being the sunshine). Idk maybe just thomas being pessimistic about the maze and then when he looks up there’s y/n dancing around or playing tag with chuck and suddenly the glade is not that bad anymore .
OMG HI ANON FELLOW GLADER! finally, i thought this fandom was dead, phew its not. this is my first request, hopefully i don't disappoint you, cuz i might be bad at portraying how the character might really behave and talk...anyways i will probably post in like a week or less(please be patient hehe) so stay tunedd :DD
hiii omg I really loved your first fic!!! can you write something for thomas ?? maybe a grumpy x sunshine (reader being the sunshine). Idk maybe just thomas being pessimistic about the maze and then when he looks up there’s y/n dancing around or playing tag with chuck and suddenly the glade is not that bad anymore .
OMG HI ANON FELLOW GLADER! finally, i thought this fandom was dead, phew its not. this is my first request, hopefully i don't disappoint you, cuz i might be bad at portraying how the character might really behave and talk...anyways i will probably post in like a week or less(please be patient hehe) so stay tunedd :DD
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..
UPDATE: Currently writing only for MAZE RUNNER READER INSERTS
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
im happy to experiment BUT as i said before i take time to do each of the lovely intricately phrased ideas, so please be patient SEE YA
heyyy!! I saw your post about maze runner requests! I literally have just gotten back into it again…its one of my favourite series and there are so little posts for the fandom.
But I would definitely like to see the two you suggested the lighting one (for Minho) and sliding under the door.
But I think I would also maybe like to see something were the reader is taken by WCKD instead of Minho, stuff where the reader gets injured gravely. Idk really whatever, I’m seriously just super happy people still write about Maze runner!
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
I currently have a sliding under the door WIP, which I will post in a short period of time, the lightning one, the taken by WCKD instead of Minho one, ANGST AND FLUFF WITH INJURY ERUFDHJCKNM yall are angels...
nah, just feeling left out in the friendgroup of my ex bestfriend-turned-friend. tried to talk about the bucky funko pop (YE CALLING OUT THE BUCKY BARNES FANDOM) i got for my birthday and they were like "no offense (name) buut, i hate funko pops" and i was like "....oh. ok" and on the inside me be like "should not have said that...never gonna start another conversation without thinking again"
THIS WEEK AND THE ONE BEFORE HAS BEEN DEPRESSING SHIT/lh
Pairing(s): Up to interpretation between Thomas, Newt, Minho, or Gally.
Warning: Extreme anger by reader at Teresa
My eyes over the mob of immune teens slowly exiting their dorm rooms, a slow sinking feeling paralysing my stomach.
Minho was nowhere to be seen.
“Where is he?” I turned to Teresa, quiet but eyes blazing with every ounce of frustration I felt.
“WHERE IS HE?!” I roared in her face, pulling her in by the scruff of her coat.
“YOU SAID HE WAS HERE. WHERE IS HE?” She flinched at my words, shuddering.
“Y/N, you’ll lead them right here-”
“Thomas, she’s setting us up-” I let go of her to turn to Thomas, but followed his gaze to the nearest computer, in which Teresa now was feverishly typing away at, in genuine concern for Minho’s whereabouts or just fear of what I might do if we didn’t find Minho.
Speaking of the devil, his face flashed across on the screen as Teresa tapped at another key.
Subject A14.
I’m going to beat the crap outta WCKD, they made him into a lab rat.
“He's in the medical wing. Ish, that's on the other side of the building.”
“Alright eff this, Thomas, Newt, Gally, get the kids outta here, we meet at the basement, I'm gonna go get Minho from the shucking medical wing. And you’re bringing me there.” I said the last part coldly to Teresa, shoving the nuzzle of the gun in her chest.
“I’m coming with you.”
“Newt, no-”
“Y/N, bloody hell. We started this together, and we'll end it together. Besides, you can't go alone. I won't allow it.”
I looked into the tired but determined face of my blonde best friend.
“Fine.”
Thomas walked over to me and embraced me in a tight hug. I closed my eyes, relishing the feeling.
He then pulled back and clapped me on the shoulder good-naturedly.
“Be safe.”
“Yeah yeah, we’re snooping in a lion’s den and you tell me to be safe.”
“Very funny. Now go. Newt, keep an eye on her.”
I pulled my mask on, glancing as Newt did the same and motioned to Teresa with my gun to move first.
“Hey, Greenie?”
I took a step back and looked at Gally, half–taking my mask off.
HELLO sorry guys couldnt post stuff recently, going through something, something like someone is playing with emotions to make me do what they want me to do or the person is just really bland and blunt with saying stuff (most likely not the case) causing me emotional distress on a day i was kinda supposed to feel happy, my friend also revealed a personal fact about me to the other person, and that caused the other to justify his claim of me "being incompetent and unfit for something". felt really betrayed and kinda pissed, id have never done that to my friend...a few other guys brought momentary peace, dk how long thats gonna last, anyways DW guys i got this, atleast i think i do (me pathetically trying to bring humor into the situation HUAHAHAHA) i will post more x reader fanfics, jUST YOU WAIT, JUST YOU WAIT
HAHA (y'all got the reference?) so i will be back with more content stuff, see ya!
UPDATE: Currently writing only for MAZE RUNNER READER INSERTS
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
im happy to experiment BUT as i said before i take time to do each of the lovely intricately phrased ideas, so please be patient SEE YA
