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[theblacktigrr]

Continuing on with viewing dystopian movies. Shout out to this king for not going fucking insane.

Man literally had the knowledge that there was no escape to The Maze for how long? Didn't tell nobody and just kept running like no big deal?? I would've gone crazy knowing I was leading my friends on with false hope. But he's an icon, he's the moment, he's built different.

But seriously, that replica he built of the maze was immaculate. He'd been running for 3 years? How long did he know, how long did it take him to find out that there was no exit? How did he decide not to tell the other?? It seems like Alby didn't know, that's a huge thing to keep from the one who's been there the longest.

Anyways, I haven't read the books yet, so I'll keep you updated. But overall a very slay movie, made my knees hurt thinking about all the running

[the-winchester-girl02]

“Welcome to the Glade Greenbean” part one.

(Not my gif)

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When the girl came to, and the bright light got less bright, she let the blond help her out of the box. She could see from where she was, that she was on a grass field. Wooden structures lingers the strange place. Even though the brightness was gone, her eyes adjusted, she was finally able to see the whole picture. Boys. Many many boys surrounded her. She felt claustrophobic.

“Is she hot?”

“I call dibs!”

“Would ya shut you’re Klank hole!”

“Why is it a girl?”

“Alright, alright, slim it!, all of ya. You’re scaring the poor greenbean” a booming voice shouted.

“What is this place?” The girl asked.

The gigantic stone walls covered with moss and Ive didn’t go un noticed by her. Though in front of her, a dark skinned boy flashed a smile. “No where good. Now, I’ll get my man Newt here to give you the grand tour tomorrow, let’s find her some place to sleep.” By the way they listened to him, he must have been the leader of this strange no good place. The blond guy, Newt, took her hand and led her over to the kitchen area. A few guys followed behind, curious and anxious.

“So, you remember you’re name?” The blond asked. His accent was noticeable, soft, yet ferm. She shook her head. “I can’t remember anything, why can’t I remember anything?!”

The girl was back to freaking out, the blond boy quickly tried to calm her.

“Relax love, you’ll remember in a few hours, maybe days, it’s all happened to us” nodding, the greenie and British boy continued walking, to where, she had no idea. As they were though, another blond boy, who had a hard look on his face, walked up to them with things in his hands.

“Gally, what’d ya got there?” Newt said. Gally gave a crooked smile as he looked at the pretty girl. “Just some stuff here for ya, ya know, for your hammock” Newt snickers. He can see the girl has already effected the glade. Not to mention Mr builder Gally. Hard as stone. “Thank you” the girl says. Gally places the fabrics in her hands. He noticed when their fingers brushed against each other’s, he actually blushed. “Welcome to the glade greenbean” he said then hurried off.

Newt felt it was getting late now. It was a big day tomorrow. He had to show her the glade and take her to her first job so the keepers can deside where she would be placed. It was one of the three important rules of the glade. He would also explain that to her as well. He has concluded that she would be in her own secluded spot so she can have her own privacy, away from the nosey boys.

Guiding her to her spot, he picked a little area near where his room is, it’s far enough and perfect. He helped her set up her hammock and sleeping bag. She watched him curiously. Questions filled her head. Why was she here? Where they trapped here? Why was this not a good place to be? Why couldn’t she remember anything from her past?

Caught up in her foggy mind, she didn’t hear Newts question. “Greenie?” The girl came to and looked up into his eyes. A shy smile formed. “Sorry.” She said. “It’s fine, I was askin if your okay from here, need anything?”

The greenbean shook her head, smiling again.” Thank you, Newt”

“Good that” he said and exited the room.

Her first night in this strange place with these strange boys, she would be fine...right?

Thanks for reading!

[lol-mariaaa]

honestly the best parts of the maze runner movie will always be 1. when chuck is getting attacked by a greiver and he grabs thomas’s hand and thomas goes “CHUCK HOLD ON” and chuck just goes “NO SHIT” and 2. when they escape and they see the fucking door with the exit sign and fry goes “really”

[crubdraws]

Eh psst! You can find more brand new comics like this one in Cocomix vol.1 :)

[lavendermel0n]

It’s Better to have Loved and Lost... 

Pt.20

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[problematicjin]

yeehaw i’ve made a mistake like + reblog if you use?? this was a JOKE im laughing  felix yeehaw credit to birbs

[actual-disaster-bi]

Is no one gonna talk about how Minho thought he killed Gally and Gally forgave him immediately and responded with "nobody's perfect"?

[cheeseannawrites]

Newt

THE DEATH CURE

SPOILERS FOR THE MOVIE !!

LABEL/WARNING: violence, death, feels

You, Thomas, Newt and Gally has all found Minho and saved him from Wicked. And at this current point you were bringing him back to the safety of The Right Arm.

But one thing you had noticed is that Newt had deteriorated, and rapidly. The boy that you love was becoming a crank before your very eyes and it was killing you. He had vowed to you to stay sane and protect you but it was the other way round now. You were the only sane one and you were protecting him.

When the explosions had rocked the city, Newt had collapsed, not having the strength to go on. So Minho and Gally has decided to run ahead of the three of you and collect the serum from Brenda, and race back to save Newt. The only problem was that Newt was getting worse and worse by the second. Black oozing blood was spilling from his mouth, his eyes bloodshot, veins all over him and sweat galore. It broke your heart.

“Come on! We need to move!” you yelled at the boys and you pulled one of Newt’s arms over your head, placing it on your shoulder trying to hoist him up so you guys would be able to make it faster.

“No! No!” Newt yelled at you back, startling you a little bit, but never the less making you stop what you were doing.

“Take this!” he yelled to Thomas as he ripped off his necklace and tried to hand it to the boy, whom kept refusing.

“No! You’re gonna make it Newt. We’re gonna make it out of here!” Thomas yelled back as he kept refusing to take the necklace, which had a small bottle attached.

“No! Stop! Take it! Please Tommy. Please” Newt breathed as Thomas finally grabbed ahold of the chain and stuffed it rapidly into his pocked.

Seeing this caused tears to prick your eyes, as you smiled sadly at the dying boy. He looked at you, his once gorgeous eyes now unrecognisable, smiling glumly back. As soon as his hand reached out to your face the tears fell causing Newt to start silently cry, finally acknowledging that he will be leaving you alone forever.

“Y/N. Love. Please stop crying, it’s going to be okay” he sniffled, wiping the tears out of eyes.

“No it’s not Newt. I can’t live without you” you said holding onto his veiny hand, which was on your face.

“I’m sorry but we need to keep going” Thomas interrupted, forcing you to collect yourself and forcibly drag Newt across the fiery and abandoned streets, Thomas assisting.

But once you got through a building and into a long alley way, Newt collapsed. No longer having any strength at all to go on. The once courageous boy you loved was gone and a helpless and defenceless person was left.

“No!” you screamed topling over, Newts full weight taking Thomas and you by surprise. You got back up instantly and placed both arms underneath his armpits attempting to pull him towards the helicarrior as fast as you could, accomplishing nothing.

“Newt! Please! Don’t give up on me!”

Thomas stared at you for a few seconds before trying to help you once again, but you were in to much distress that you just kept falling over yourself, until one time was too many. And you simply layed Newt down and hugged the boy crying, the only response from him being heavy breaths and small moans in agony.

“Newt. Please” you sobbed into his chest, the boy groaning in response.

“I love you so bloody much, please don’t give up on me. Don’t give up on us! I need you, you’re my glue, my world. I can’t live without you”

You pushed a stray piece of hair off Newt’s face as tears fell onto his cheeks. You could feel Thomas hovering behind you as you pulled the dying boy into your lap and rocked with him silently. Explosions were heard in the distance as you stared at the love of your life for what felt like forever. But the world stopped moving when you realised he had taken his last breath. You no longer felt nor heard to shallow gasps for air from him, you no longer saw his bloodshot eyes darting around, and you no longer saw the adorable creased expression that he pulled with his eyebrows, just a flat face. Tears emptied your eyes, not allowing you to fully process what was indeed happening. You could faintly hear a voice address Thomas over the city speakers but you were too engrossed in Newt’s death, you didn’t care at all with what was happening around you.

What felt like hours later you felt a small twitch from the body beneath you, causing a smile to erupt on your face. His right arm moved about, his leg kicking as well. You let out a breathy laugh as you yelled out to Thomas to help you help Newt. But as soon as his eyes snapped open and he got up from your arms, was when you realised that it wasn’t your Newt anymore. He was a crank and there was no coming back from that. You heard Thomas yell out to the boy, causing him to turn around, his head at an awkward angle, all sense of hope left your body as you looked at his eyes, seeing no slither of Newt left in them.

“Newt. Love is that you?” you said causing him to snap his gaze upon you, making your blood run cold. He snarled quietly but it was still loud enough that you head it, you saw no remorse in his eyes, and even his stance was nothing alike his usual self.

But he caught both you and Thomas off guard. He lunged at the boy, whom didn’t want to fight with his best friend at all. You watched stunned as this new person that you once cared about fought Thomas, growling and yelling at him as he punched and attacked with no care. Unable to move you became very frightened as the boy turned to look at you with a cold stare and he got off Thomas and walked towards you, almost foaming at the mouth.

“KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME” he screamed at you, tears entering your eyes as you stepped backwards with every step forward that he took.

“Stop it!” you screamed back, completely terrified of this entirely new person before you.

But his attention towards you was short lived, because he snapped back around to Thomas and began to swing at the boy, eventually tackling him to the ground. You yelled at the two trying to get them to stop, but your attention was snapped to Newt because he pulled out Thomas’ gun, aiming it at his own temple. Springing into action you dove at the boy and knocked the gun, making it fly across the cement, Newt now snarling at your weakened body on the floor.

Without even thinking, the boy grabbed a knife from the back of his pants and began to swipe at you, screeching and yelling, as he lunged. You jumped and swerved away from the boy you once loved but you weren’t strong enough. And he had managed to pin you underneath him, knife pressed just above your heart.

“Newt stop it!” you screamed as loud as you could, trying to push the knife away with as much force as you could. But with a sharp, shrill pain you looked and saw the knife begin to break the flesh of your chest, inching towards your heart. You screeched out from pain, yourself never having had emitted a sound like this before. Knowing he wouldn’t stop you thought of one thing that may just break him out of this chance, and at this point anything was worth a shot.

“Newt what did you say to me! What did you say before we left the glade! When we were trying to escape that shuck place!” you begged, still in pain and your breath slowly escaping you, Newt showing no signs of recognition.

“You said, ‘I will never let anything or anyone hurt you. I will protect you with my life. You are my world. You’re my little butterfly!’” you screamed trying your hardest to get your word across. And as soon as you said butterfly, Newt suddenly stopped. He retracted the knife from your chest, turning his head ever so slightly to the right.

“Y/N?” he sobbed, tears falling from his eyes, the old Newt making his way back.

“It’s me sweetie. It’s y/n. Come back to me” you breathed, as you searched his eyes for anything that may help you bring him back.

“I can feel it. It wants to take over again. I’ll hurt you please, y/n, please, kill me.” he begged, his tears falling onto our face as he sniffles trying to keep his cool.

“I can’t do it” you whispered crying before you saw Newt look up to Thomas, whom you forgot was there.

“Tommy..” Newt trailed off, yourself seeing Thomas walk closer reaching into his back pocket, putting out another knife.

“I’m sorry” Thomas said as he pressed the knife into Newts chest resulting in a blood curdling scream from you. The love of your life smiled whole heartedly at you before he collapsed backwards, all signs of life leaving his once brown eyes.

“I will stay strong for you my love. I’ll find a cure”