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that-tmr-girl · 1 month

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How TMR Character would react if someone asked about your sex life

Aris

Offended that anyone thinks they have the right to ask about that

Nobody needs to know about that special part of your relationship, and he makes that clear

Seeing him get protective over it is pretty hot though

Brenda

Looks at the person like they're stupid until they leave

If they're going to try and make you guys uncomfortable by bringing up that private topic, they get to feel it twice as hard

Makes you scream her name later so that person has an answer

Gally

Would start insulting the person

Makes it clear that that's a conversation that he won't have with anybody but his girl

If the person tries again his warning will feel like it had please and thank you in it

Harriet

Messes with the person so they back off

"Why's it matter? It's not like you'll ever find out."

Casually rails you later

Minho

Has a sarcastic response

He'll make the person feel stupid and look like an idiot to anyone that's around

He makes them feel embarrassed so they never ask again

Newt

If you're in the Glade they go into the slammer

If you're not, he lectures them on why you shouldn't ask those sorts of things to people

Sonya

Doesn't bother to engage in that conversation

Goes to find you and ignore that person's existence

If you're with her she turns her attention fully towards you and has a nice conversation

Teresa

She shuts that conversation down before it even starts

Walks away with no shame

Thomas

He tells the person to shuck off

He will not have that while he's around

Or ever

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lowkeyrobin · 3 months

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TMR ; how you meet

includes ; newt, minho, brenda, aris, sonya & harriet

warnings ; language, mentions of weapons, death

pronouns used ; you/yours

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NEWT

met at the mall in the scorch

you were barely fucking alive

thomas heald the gun up at you thinking you were infected and newts like "bloody hell, what happened to you?"

he quickly helps you because you're literally starving and dying of dehydration

you're slumped over his shoulder and barely able to walk

you thank him religiously for helping you

your friendship is the definition of the vibes of From Eden by Hozier

such a pure, wholesome relationship

most of the group had no hope for you but he did

because he wasn't going to let another person die

cries

MINHO

at the right arm

he caught your attention so fast

like who is that badass, tired, fast ass runner???

he honestly admires you

the way you hold a gun, the way you show facial expressions, etc

your determination to get him back from WCKD was probably the only thing actually keeping the operations going

even after the train rush failed, you wouldn't stop

even with your small time together, you'd built a weird bond

and you weren't gonna give up on him, even if his actual friends wanted to

BRENDA

Met in the Last City while reuniting with Gally

you worked with him and helped assist him and the others kind of helpfully kidnap the crew (???)

she didn't trust you at first, but you jumped at the sight of a rebellion and blowing shit up

she started to like you

the whole bus scene went crazy

she admires your fight and that you don't like violence, you like the rebellion aspect and taking down the bad people and find a way to make it fun for everyone yk?

you kept the kids so calm and collected, she wished she could stay so calm in a panic filled situation like you

ARIS

you came out of another maze just before him

you kinda sat in silence with him every day until maze b survivors showed up

he'd never showed you the vents, although he did talk about escaping with you

although iffy, you listened to him and the maze b kids

you had no one left, and you didn't want to stay if janson turned out to be with WCKD yk?

a quiet, mutual was bonded on the first day you guys sat in silence together

kind of like a mutual respect for one another although you barely knew each other

SONYA

you came up in the box before her

you showed her around and all that

she admires your hard work and how you don't give up, even with the most boring, mundane tasks or the most spine cracking, difficult ones.

you have a strength for defending the ones you love as well and she loves it about you

you have awesome fashion too tbh

HARRIET

at the right arm

she heald you at gunpoint and you were both trying to figure each other out

mutual bond of respect formed between you two

constantly teaching each other new things and stuff

you teach her how to use a pencil, she teaches you how to weave together blankets and shit

you're smart and quick thinking and she's kind of the arms of the operation, she's like your shield

w dynamic

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nomoreusername · 3 months

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TMR characters favorite place to kiss you

Your cheek. He always kisses you there before he has to go somewhere.

Your hand and forehead. Both are enough to fill anyone with butterflies (but so is Newt).

Your collarbone. Does this really need an explanation though? It is Minho after all.

Your lips. It's simple and a classic, but if it's not broken why fix it?

Your forehead. It's so sweet, and it's the perfect way to be waken up. It's literally the purest form of affection.

Your lips. Once again, simple, yet loving

Your cheek. It's so small yet always leaves you weak in the knees. Why wouldn't it when it's literally Sonya?

Also your lips. Why wouldn't it be when they fit so well on hers?

Your nose. It's a simple and quick yet lasting way to show how much she loves you.

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budgiesunset · 9 months

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Hi can you write a harriet the maze runner x fem reader please maybe with an idea of (your the only girl in group A and then a wall opens and group A and group B gets connected and then you start a relation ship with harriet) that was just a suggestion you can write about anything love its okay if not and definitely don't feel pressured to make one xx💕💕😘😊💗❤️

AN: GUESS WHOS BACK! After a few months and my birthday I have returned. Hope you like this story Anonymous and I did decide to change a few things about the plot but I hope you still enjoy and sorry for the delay

Shot || Harriet x Fem!Reader

•Warning’s• blood, guns, gunshot wound (not fatal), the flare, slight swearing, probably incorrect medical information, part where reader is in bra but it’s not descriptive, angst if you squint, not edited or proof read •Summary• After escaping the maze and the scorch you find yourself getting shot and falling for Harriet while she patches up your injury

You had just escaped WCKED and again now setting off with Jorge, Brenda, Aris and what was left of the gladers on a mission to find the right arm and to get to the safe haven.

‘We’re so close’ you thought as you got out of the car that had gotten you almost the entire way. The road was blocked by a bunch of abandoned cars several of them had been trashed

‘probably from when this all started and people were looking for supplies or ways to get out’. The thought came to you as you looked through a cracked window of an old truck.

First you heard it. It was loud and clearly a gunshot then suddenly felt a hot pinch in your arm. You felt yourself being pulled to the ground in your daze you turned around seeing Frypan looking at you concerned.

“Keep pressure on your arm” he said as he moved your un-injured arm so the you could replace his hand on your wound.

Everything happened so fast and the next thing you know your being pulled up from the ground by someone you definitely didn’t know.

She was wearing a mask and had a rifle. But she had dark brown eyes. Brown almost black hair that she had styled in twist and she had tanned skin even though you couldn’t see her face you felt like you could trust her.

After a very confusing interaction between Aris a girl named Sonya and the girl who pulled you off the ground who you learnt to be called Harriet. They agreed to take you to the Right arm.

Along the way you found yourself walking next Harriet. “How’s your arm” She questions.

“It’s okay I guess for being shot.. Hurts like hell though” you say as you lift your hand off of the injury to look at it but quickly placing it back and applying more pressure as blood starts to leak out again.

“When we arrive we can get it looked at and bandaged up.” She said looking at you then quickly looking straight again.

“Yeah that sounds good” you say. The rest of the trip was silent.

[Time Skip]

You were sitting in the med tent when Harriet entered.

“Docs busy with your friend but luckily for you I know how to fix up a gun injury.. Do you need help to remove your shirt?” she says as she lets out a breathy laugh. You just nod as she carefully removes your shirt leaving you in your bra. She then sits down on a stool using a cloth to clean around the wound.

“This is going to hurt” she says while holding a pair of tweezers so they were just hovering over the hole using her other hand to stretch out the skin. Then carefully she pulls out the bullet.

“Fuck” you mumble squeezing your eyes closed. Harriet them starts to bandage the wound on your upper arm.

“Wait here I’ll go get you a clean shirt.” She says before exiting the tent. She returns a few minutes later with a cream colored long sleeve shirt. “Here” she says holding it out to you.

“would you mind helping me?” You say looking up at her from this angle you could see just how beautiful she is, how her skin glows as she nods and how her hair falls in her face as she leans over you to help you pull the shirt on.

Her touch is warm and as she stands up you find yourself missing her warmth you both stare into each others eyes until the silence is broken.

“Dinners ready” you look over to the door of the tent to see Aris standing there looking at you both confused.

Harriet helps you stand up and guide you to a small log next to a campfire she tells you to sit before walking off and returning a few minutes later with two bowls of hot soup.

She hands you one and then sit’s down next to you and you both talk for hours. Then suddenly you hear a loud buzzing then you see a beam of light and feel a gush of wind.

Harriet acts fast grabbing her rifle then your hand and pulling you behind her as she yells out orders left and right.

You’re suddenly behind a car and all you can hear is gunshots, explosions and yelling. You cover your ears curling your knees up to your chest hiding your face in them.

Not even a minute later you feel yourself get violently yanked from the ground and then you feel it. A gun placed at your temple.

“Put your weapon down or else she dies!” The soldier yells. You start shaking your head left and right tears welling in your eyes as the barrel of the gun get pushed even closer to your temple forcing you to move your head on a diagonal so that your left ear is almost at your shoulder.

Harriet looks into your eyes before throwing her gun to the floor not even two seconds later she is being grabbed and pulled to a line up you not too far behind.

Your head gets pushed forwards and then the soldier calls out “A45” and then moves onto the next one.

You flinch when you feel something grab your hand but quickly relax when you look over and see Harriet holding onto your hand.

“It’s going to be okay.. I won’t let them hurt you” she whispers so that only you and her could hear.

[Time Skip]

After everything happened and the WCKED soldiers left taking almost half of what was left of the right arm you curled up next Harriet as she rested up against a large rock.

Your head rested on her shoulder and her arms wrapped around your waist in a protective manner as if she was scared that if she let go you would end up in the hands of WCKED just like Sonya and Aris. So that night you fell asleep in the arms of Harriet where you felt safe.

The End

#x reader #x reader story #maze runner x reader #maze runner #Harriet #Newt #Gally #Thomas #Alby #Sonya #Chuck #Aris #lgbtq #Y/N #maze runner x YN #Harriet x Reader #Harriet x YN

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frost-queen · 1 year

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Newt

• The cure

Thomas

• New Glader

Gally

• Run to me

Harriet

• The Scorch (Fem!Reader)

• The little things (Fem!Reader)

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beebbg · 2 years

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Can you write general sfw relationship headcanons for Harriet Morse and Wenjie Evans? I'd prefer headcanons written for a fem!reader but you can do gn!reader instead if you want. Thank you!

Harriet + Wenjie Headcanons

Harriet x Fem! Reader, Wenjie x Fem! Reader

Warnings - Nothing, Maybe some grammar mistakes

Harriet Morse

I have a feeling she has a page of some of your secrets in it ngl

Not really “dirty” secrets more like stuff she notices you do

Like if you fidget with a certain item while working she’ll notice and write that down

You may or may not have gotten your hands on that book

She isn’t big on pda but can tolerate you being near her while working

(Takes her job pretty seriously)

You do sneak some kisses on her cheek tho

She doesn’t really??? Worry about you getting kilt bc she knows you can handle yourself but she does kinda think about what happens sometimes

You were probably the one to say “I love you” first

Wenjie Evans

Which clone is the real Wenjie!?

When you saw all those Wenjie clones you had a heart attack

“Where tf is real Wenjie!!!”

She mostly works at the lab because she also takes her job pretty seriously (they all do) (some do)

She’s a bit more protective about you getting killed even though she knows you’re gonna come back anyway

Since she’s a busy woman she leaves notes around your flat when she leaves

May sneak a kiss on the cheek if you’re around the lab

All her clones sneak a kiss too

An; hope you enjoy this!!! I love these ladies tbh ❥

#deathloop #deathloop x reader #wenjie evans #harriet morse #Wenjie x reader #Harriet x reader #deathloop headcanons #bee’s fics

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dearharriet · 1 month

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hi lovely ! it's milunalupin :)

could i please request remus + "i waited for you" ? 🫶🏼✨

hello my friend, ty for the request!! im working on my big boy fic for james rn but i wanted a little bit of remus as a break <3 (wc: 691)

“You smell good.”

Remus looks at the man taking a seat across from him, appalled by such a comment. Sirius looks equally stunned saying it, wrinkled nose a mirror of Remus’.

“Thank you?”

Sirius shakes his head like this is the wrong response.

“Why do you smell good?”

Remus rolls his eyes, keeping his posture aloof. “Took my annual bath last night.”

Sirius scoffs. “‘Bout time. Your stench was getting harsh on my delicate canine senses.”

That pulls a laugh from Remus, however small.

By the door, he sees you squeezing into the packed pub, side-stepping between rowdy groups of people and looking around. You’re wearing a mid-length skirt, and when you spot the two boys in their booth it swishes around each hasty step.

“Hi,” you breathe, “I’m sorry. They made me start inventory and then I just had to shower and—” Remus stands to offer you some seclusion via the walled side of the bench seat. You wave your rambling apologies away, winded from running around all day. “Nevermind. I need a drink, Remus. Come with?”

“Sit,” he demands softly, “I’ll fetch it.”

You do as you’re told, hanging onto Remus’ words like a takeout fortune, foolishly hopeful that they mean something. If Sirius didn’t demand so much attention, you’d probably turn them over in your head a lot longer, but he really, really does.

“Think you can show us lads up, eh missy?”

Smothering a smile, you stare Sirius down with false bluntness.

“Yep. You’re lucky I even came at all, honestly.”

Sirius laughs, spinning his glass, half empty and through sweating. You realize his drink is the only one on the table.

“I’m surprised you did. You’re so popular, but you stay humble for us.”

“I have to,” you agree, “I could’ve been with people a lot cooler than you guys, but I just felt so bad. You and Remus don’t have anyone else to hang out with now that James is married.”

“Moony, we’re being bullied,” says Sirius, raising his voice a touch to reach the boy in question. Remus places two new drinks on the maple tabletop, sliding in close to you.

“I’m sure we deserve it,” he says, passing one of the fresh glasses off to you. “We’re turning into losers.”

You bring the cool glass to your lips, relaxing further into the familiar booth cushion and eyeing Remus’ new drink.

“Is that your second?”

Remus shakes his head. “My first.”

He tracks your brows as they pull together. They’d been here almost a half hour already.

“I waited for you,” he explains, smiling gently. Your stomach leaps.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

Sirius jumps in, stepping on Remus’ toes.

“That’s what I told him,” he says, “I said you’re too sweet to mind.”

“Don’t listen to him,” Remus says, following up Sirius’ heel. His voice is still wearing the crooning silk he tends to direct towards you. “It’s the polite thing to do. Sirius just has poor manners.”

Across the way, the man in question sputters objections while you try not to laugh.

“I—I’m impolite? I’m impolite! Please. She’s the only one at this table who was late to a hangout one block away from her apartment. I had every right to drink my sorrows away.”

Remus ducks his head and shoots you a cat-like grin, but Sirius isn’t done.

“And it’s not being polite if you’re motivated by a massive crush, Moony, by the way. D’you know he’s wearing cologne?”

You stare at Sirius, because the alternative of looking at Remus (who is flushed beyond measure) is akin to a death sentence.

“Yes,” you admit. You’d smelled it on him when he stood up earlier, a fresh earthy scent that was too sharp to be soap. Sirius points at your face like he’s caught you.

“See? The only people who notice a guy wearing cologne are his miserable best mates, and girls who want to be waited on.” Remus shoots him a glare and he throws his hands up as if to say, sue me. “I’m just helping.”

Remus curses through an exhale and drops his head into his hands.

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thank you for reading! xx

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snapesmorningcoffee · 6 months

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👉🏻👈🏻

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janedaisy · 8 months

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Reblog and inbox if you love big boobs

#hook x reader #captain hook #james hook #hooky webtoon #harriet hook #hook nation rise #bell hooks #hookah #hookedit

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dreamypqulson · 1 year

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— half moon eyes, difficult despise

summary: once again, you find yourself upset with Harriet over the fact that she’s hiding you. It’s the last straw, you simply cannot be with someone who doesn’t want to show you off. However, Harriet decides that she will not go into the new year without you.

pairing: harriet hayes x reader

word count: 1300

“So,” You initiated a conversation you had been holding off for the past week. You wrapped your arms around the famous blondes neck while she sat in her hair and makeup chair. “Who are you taking to my new year’s eve party?”

You smirked at her. You and Harriet had been together for nearly a year now. Nobody knew about it, and Harriet wasn’t planning on telling anyone anytime soon.

Matt was her cover. He didn’t know, but she would take him as her date so everyone, especially the paparazzi, wouldn’t nag her about it. You were tired of hiding, she knew you were, too. It felt like she shoved you back into the closet and you were suffocating in there.

You somehow thought it would be different this time. If she were to arrive with Matt, she would have to kiss him. Something about Matt being her ball drop kiss didn’t sit right with you. She was yours. Your girlfriend. You were hers. Kissing him at midnight would just set in a promise that this would be their year together.

“You know I have to bring Matt.” She looked at you through the mirror, and to relax you before you would get upset, she kissed your hand that lightly rested over her chest. You pulled away and moved back.

“Whatever, Harriet,” you said. You got a sense you’ve been betrayed. You began putting your coat on, every move you took being aggressive. You weren’t an aggressive person but Harriet surely set you off.

Harriet turned around in her chair, she stared at you, puzzled. You were grabbing your bag, leaving, leaving her. “Y/n, what is your problem. You know this is how it is.”

You were heading toward the door, but that, that halted you. You turned back around and Harriet swore that she could see flames in your eyes. You were angry, and you had every right to be, she knew that. Harriet wouldn’t even allow you to tell your closest friends about the relationship. Now, it’s been way too long to keep hiding. That exhilarating feeling of sneaking kisses behind peoples back doesn’t feel so good anymore.

“It’s not how it is. It shouldn’t be. It’s how you make it because you’re more concerned of how people view you rather than your own girlfriends feelings.” At this point, you were yelling. You were furious. Harriet walked closer to you and hushed you. She didn’t want any wandering ears to hear. It made it that much worse; she was locking the closet even tighter even in your worst moments.

“That’s just not true,” she whispered-yelled. “You just don’t understand, if I tell people, then I could lose my family, my fans. I’m known as a Christian girl. I always have been.”

“Because your fans are more important than me. You’re nothing without them, right?”

“I’m nothing without you!” The blonde argued, throwing her hands around to pursue her point.

“If you’re nothing without me then everyone would know. They would think of the Harriet and Y/n couple when they see your face.”

“Why do you think that’s a good thing? They would think about it because it would drive them angry and disgusted. You know how it is, you know the how the people that follow me are!”

The room fell silent, feeling uneasily eerie after Harriet raised her voice, herself. Your eyes filled with tears, the glassy look shimmering, still, in the dim lighting. She wanted to reach out to you, to take everything back with a simple kiss like she always did. You could tell as a wave of emotions and confusion crashed over her face.

“Fuck you, Harriet,” was all you could muster. And like that, you were gone, leaving Harriet alone to bathe in her awful words. If her wish was to spend New Years with Matt, then you granted it for her.

-

“Come on, what has got you so down today? It’s New Year’s eve!” Your friend, Jordan, asked. She was nearly tipsy but she was still always there for you. You couldn’t say the same for Harriet.

You could tell yourself that you didn’t want to see her again, but you were still looking through the crowd for a certain smile. Looking to see a confused women dancing with a man that didn’t treat her right. That didn’t know what you two do when he’s not around. It was wrong, but it felt so good.

“I guess i’m just tired. It was a crazy show yesterday, you know.” You shrugged it off, but Harriet still clung to your shoulder. Nevertheless, you kept up with the lie. More than half of yourself could still see a terrified Harriet when the topic was brought up. You didn’t want to destroy her like she did to you.

“Well this should cheer you right up!” Jordan passed you a shot, you downed it with her. But, still, the awful feeling didn’t wash down. It nagged deep in your heart.

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Minutes until the new year approached and the feeling in your heart hurt so bad that you could’ve mistaken it for a heart attack. I want Harriet. She’s should be here with me. You watched the fireworks on the balcony. You needed to get away from the party. You knew Harriet was staring at the same sky with Matt; it made you feel sick.

However, Harriet’s heart thudded in her chest as she ran up a ton of stairs. She cursed you both for being a celebrity for once in her life. Why does being famous make you feel the need to have so many stairs?

By the sound of it upstairs, as Harriet got closer, the party was roaring. She could hear a countdown, they were at sixty so she didn’t have much time.

By the time she reached the top level, she was breathing hard. It was absolutely crowded and she was sure that she wasn’t going to find you in time. She stood and quickly gazed throughout the whole dim room. Alas, she saw the balcony door open. After the nights she spent here, she found that it was one of your favorite spots. You loved to kiss her all over under the moonlight.

She rushed over, pushing through the obnoxiously drunk people. It smelled of sparkling wine. She hoped you weren’t too drunk on it. She wouldn’t blame you though, after what she put you through.

She tapped you on the shoulder and your eyes widened in shock. “You still came,” was all you said, because the air was somehow getting tighter out here.

“I shouldn’t have let you leave,” she let out a deep breath that she had been holding in, “i’m sorry, y/n. I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” you put your hand on her shoulder. It wasn’t okay, but she was simply afraid. You couldn’t hate her for her emotions. “I’m just glad you’re here. I…I love you,” you whispered the words of a promise. If you could only have her in secret, then so be it. You need her.

“No, y/n, don’t whisper it,” she said, sternly, but she was smiling brightly. “I love you!” Her voice was louder, drawing in a few looks from the house, but they all quickly looked away again. They didn’t care. It wasn’t important to them. It was important to the both of you. At the end of the day, nobody truly cared about anyone’s life but themselves and the ones they love.

“8, 7, 6,”

“Happy New Years, Harry.”

“5, 4, 3,”

“Happy New Years, my love.”

“2, 1!”

Harriet kissed you. In front of all of those people. She showed you she didn’t care about them, she cared about you. This was the year that Harriet would tell everyone to kiss whoever the fuck they want, and she was going to show them how, too.

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that-tmr-girl · 1 month

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TMR characters favorite small parts of sex

Aris

He likes holding you close

Holding your hands, intertwining your fingers, grabbing your waist, gripping your thighs

He just likes being able to touch you in some way

Brenda

She likes the way you act when you're horny and needy

Something about seeing you squirming while thinking about her, being clingy, and quietly begging to just leave so she can fuck you, makes her want you just as badly

Knowing that she makes your body and mind react like that to her, just sparks something inside of her that she can't explain

Gally

He likes looking at all the marks after

He'll count and kiss every single one with pride

He hates it when you try to cover them and will just give you more if he catches you

Harriet

She likes the way you two undress each other

Fingertips on skin, shirts slowly being slid over shoulders, pants slowly being pulled down as hands caress thighs, and even touching each other through your underwear, are all things she doesn't take for granted

No matter how long it takes, it's all worth it

Minho

He likes the fact that you want him and only him

It's just that he's the only one allowed to do the things he does to you, and you're the only one he wants to touch him

It's this feeling of knowing that you two belong to each other that makes sex important to him

Newt

He likes getting to just keep kissing you

Knowing he has access to press his lips to every part of your body makes him feel so lucky

He barely lifts his lips from your skin as he takes in the way you feel

Sonya

She likes the build up to it

The tension, the craving, the yearning, the long looks across the room

Finally getting to undress you and that wait being over always makes life feel so carefree to her

Teresa

She likes knowing that only she'll know what your body looks like at that moment

If she spots anything new, from a mark she hadn't noticed to a cut, she'll feel so proud that you trust her enough to let her see it

It's not so much possession, as it is pride to call you hers

Thomas

He likes the feelings after

The way you're both worn out, tired yet happy, and content makes his heart melt

Knowing that you just did something so intimate and energetic with such a calming aftermath is all he wants

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lowkeyrobin · 1 month

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TMR ; where you come from

includes ; newt, minho, winston, frypan, gally, aris, sonya, harriet, & brenda

warnings ; language

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NEWT

Maze A

long time friends to lovers type beat

so much history yet so little memories now 💔💔💔

MINHO

Maze C, you met in the cafeteria

you got wrapped up in their talk about befriending Aris and escaping

you tell each other about your mazes out in the scorch like campfire stories

WINSTON

Maze A

you worked as slicers together

losing him hurt like a bitch 💔

FRYPAN

the safe haven

you were at the right arm same time he was, you just never met til you reached the island and settled in

you bonded over food and cooking, thus beginning a friendship

GALLY

the last city rebellion group

he joined quickly after escaping WCKD

you showed him how to shoot, and all about the secret passageways you knew about around the city

ARIS

the scorch, you lead the group to Brenda & Jorge

love at first sight ass shit

he tells you all about the maze and wckd and all that

SONYA

the right arm

you helped Vince for years prior to her and Harriet arriving

instant connection, and she opens up all about the maze and wckd and how she and Harriet escaped

HARRIET

the scorch

you cautiously teamed up to get to the right arm

you, her and Sonya = badass bitches with guns group

BRENDA

Maze B, you were with Aris

she's intrigued by you

cue trauma bonding and both almost dying to the Flare

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nomoreusername · 30 days

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TMR characters favorite color on you

Beige

Any kind of yellow

Maroon

Black

Any kind of blue

Gray blue

Red

White

Golden brown

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vante1920pm · 1 year

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›✭ the maze runner !!

── fluff ( ✧ ) › ── angst ( ⚘ ) › ── mini series ( ﻬ꜆ )

THOMAS ! ✩

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NEWT ! ✩

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MINHO ! ✩

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GALLY ! ✩

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TERESA ! ✩

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ALBY ! ✩

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WINSTON ! ✩

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FRYPAN ! ✩

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BRENDA ! ✩

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SONYA ! ✩

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HARRIET ! ✩

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ARIS ! ✩

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frost-queen · 1 year

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The little things (Fem!Reader x Harriet)

Requested by: anon Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusernam, @subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr

You touched your cheek feeling the sting of pain. – “Shit!” – you called out. Spitting some blood on the ground. Sonya walked over to you, moving her gun to her back. Her face contracted with sympathetic pain. – “That is for sure going to hurt.” – she said. – “Why did that idiot had to use his gun as a puncher!” – you exclaimed, looking down at the man. – “Well at least have some comfort that he is dead.” – Sonya answered setting her foot on his thigh.

“Yeah, thanks for that.” – you breathed out. – “No worries. Harriet would have my head if something would’ve happened to you.” – she replied patting your shoulder. You laughed quietly putting your own gun away. Sonya moved her arm around you, walking you back to the vehicle. – “I think Harriet will have my head after seeing this.” – you pointed at the wound on your cheekbone.

Sonya shrugging her shoulder. – “Maybe today is a good day to die?” – she laughed getting behind the wheel. You hopped in the seat beside her. Dust flying up from underneath the tires. You kept touching the wound, flinching at the pain. Sonya sighed. – “Will you stop touching it, you probably make it worse with your dirty hands.”

“I don’t have…” – you started looking down at your hands. Grinning sheepishly, you tugged them between your legs under Sonya’s ‘told you so’ glance. Sonya drove the truck back to camp. It didn’t take long before Harriet approach the truck. Stopping in shock at the aftermath on your face. You smiled, the only thing missing was you say ‘tadaa’. – “What the hell happened!” – Harriet looked to Sonya, angered.

Sonya shut the door of the truck hard. – “Some idiot bullet’s ran out so he decided to knock Y/n with his gun.” – Sonya told her. Harriet gaped at you seeing you pull your shoulders up. – “Don’t worry he didn’t lived very long after.” – Sonya said having approached Harriet. Leaving her hand on her shoulder. Sonya looked over her shoulder to you before heading off. You came closer to Harriet, swallowing nervously. – “Sorry…” – you said, eyes down.

Harriet exhaled relieved, wrapping her arms around you. – “I’m just glad you are alive.” – she spoke hugging you tighter. You hugged her back, needing her comfort. – “Come.” – Harriet said, taking your hand. You followed her through the camp.

She seated you down near a bin that contained burning wood for heat. – “I’ll be right back.” – she said leaning down to kiss your forehead. You nodded watching her head into a tent. A moment later she returned with aiding supplies. Presenting them flirtatious to you. You dramatically waved yourself some cool. – “Oh I am so getting spoiled now.” – you teased when Harriet came sitting down in front of you.

“Give me one more heart attack and I won’t be so spoiling anymore.” – she commented sarcastically. – “Then I’ll just have to do it for you.” – you answered with a wink. Harriet rolled her eyes at you. – “This might sting Y/n.” – she let you know, putting some liquid on a tissue. She touched your chin to keep your head in place. You flinched making Harriet lower her hand bothered. – “I haven’t even touched you yet.” – she said.

“I know, I was just preparing.” – you answered. Harriet grabbed your chin firmly wanting to make sure you wouldn’t pull back again. The tissue touched your wound as you bit on your lip, fighting the urge to curs you heart out. – “Told you it would sting.”

“Fffff fuck!” – you blurted, needing to shout something for the pain. Harriet chuckled dapping your wound more. – “You are enjoying this aren’t you?” – you spoke seeing her smile. – “Not at all…” – she answered pressing the tissue deeper onto your wound, making you cringe in pain. – “Okay maybe a little.” – she confessed teasingly with a chuckle. You crossed your arms, finding it anything but funny.

“Oh come on Y/n. I am just playing around.” – she said lowering her hand. She reached down for a bandage. Before she stuck the bandage on your cheek, she kissed you by surprise. You smiled, kissing her back. Harriet grabbed for your shoulder, taking it. You gulped, pulling away at something sticking on your arm. You looked at your shoulder, seeing the bandage stick half on your skin.

Harriet laughed loud apologizing. She took a new bandage sticking it over your wound. – “Now you may once more.” – you told her, gesturing for her to kiss you again. – “Yes please.” – Harriet answered kissing you. Her fingers running through your hair.

Later that night you laid on Harriet’s stomach watching the stary sky. Harriet moving her fingers through your hair. Her other hand on yours that laid on your chest. – “Does it still hurt?” – she asked. You shook your head. Harriet’s fingers going through your hair was so soothing it made you sleepy. – “Harriet.” – you said hearing her hum loud in response. – “I love you.” – you needed to say out loud before you’d fall asleep. – “I love you too Y/n. My survivor girl.” – you laughed at the nickname.

Harriet’s upper body shuddering with laughter as well. You removed your head from her stomach so that she could lay next to you. You snugged up to her, taking a deep breath. Her arms protective over you. – “I’ll always protect you, Y/n.” – she’d whisper. You drifted away, falling asleep from a long day. Harriet kissed your forehead. Enclosing you tighter in her embrace.

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