#jeff maze runner

[femmehysteria]

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[islayhawkin]

Let me take care of you

Newt x f!reader (clint x jeff mentioned- if you don't ship it just ignore it lol)

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Summery: newt accidentally overhears you talking about liking him but he thinks you were talking about minho

Request: Hello can you do a newt x fem!reader when the reader is a medjack and talk about (I forget if it’s Clint or Jeff) how she is love with him but she didn’t realize he was behind her ? Please

Misunderstandings; hurt/comfort, angst

A/N: okay this escalated pretty quick into angst whoops

Can be read as a part 2 of 'let me help you'

It was a usual morning in the glade. The runners were getting ready to start their rounds. Alby started to wake everyone up and frypan made breakfest ready.

You and jeff on the other hand were already in the med-hut to check up on a slicer who almost got his arm chopped off yesterday. Jeff held his fingers to the boys neck.

"He's still alive."

You hummed in relief.

"Lost much blood?"

You collected the things to change the bandage on the young boys arm.

"Nah seems pretty good."

You handed jeff a container of warmed up water and a cloth. "Thanks" jeff muttered as he began removing the blood soaked bandage from the arm. You sat down next to the bed and gave jeff a helping hand whenever he needed.

"How are things with clint?" You gave Jeff a teasing grin. Jeff sighed.

"There are no 'things' between me and clint." But he gave up long ago to deny it convincingly in front of you.

"You looked shucking cute cuddled up yesterday evening." You grinned as you took the dirty cloth and water bowl from him.

Jeff scoffed. "Oh yeah what about you lovebirds then? I'm pretty sure you two were the ones cuddled up. Half the glade was probably jealous." He took the new bandage from your hand. A blush coated your cheeks but you smiled softly at the memory. "Yeah we were quite close yesterday."

You realised that the boy jeff was currently treating was still fast asleep. "Nothing wakes him up does it?" You pointed to him.

Jeff chuckled. "He sleeps like a rock. But don't try to distract me. I'm telling you, you need to ask him out."

"Because you're the expert in that?" You raised your brow.

Jeff rolled his eyes and sat down too after finishing the bandage. "No. Because it is so clearly obvious to everyone. Do you know why the boys don't try anything anymore with you?"

You blinked confused. "No...?" "Newt threatens them. They're afraid they'll be banished or beaten to a pulp if they try something with you."

You were speachless for a moment. "What...? No newt doesn't do that... I know he's protective. That's why they set up the rules but he never uses violence."

"Well he does when you are involved. You remember how gally was brought in with a bashed in face? That was newt. Gally, as gally is, apperently said a lot of disrespectful stuff about you which he could not tolerate."

Your heart beat a bit faster. Newt did this for you? You knew newt avoided violence and stuck to order as much as he was capable off. And that he completely neglected these believes as soon as you were involved was weirdly...sweet.

"So I'm telling you- he cares about you very deeply. Almost concerningly so. And everyone of the boys is aware how you two look at eachother."

You couldn't contain your bright smile. "I never knew that. That is very sweet." You sighed dreamily. "He's just so adorable."

Jeff laughed quietly. "I tell you he's beaten someone up and you call him adorable?"

You glare at him with a pout. "You know that's not what I mean. He's just- so handsome. Even when his hair is touseled of sweat at the end of the day. I don't know how he does it. I could listen to his voice all day too. Every time I see him I just want to squeeze him out of excitment."

"I'm sure he is." Jeff muttered with a grin.

"He always looks out for everyone and rather neglects his own needs than others. I'd rather he wouldn't but I like that about him. He also has everything in control. I mean alby is the leader but he's the leader in the background. He always notices when something is wrong and asks about it. When he laughs he has these really cute crinkles on his nose. Sorry I'm rambling."

Jeff leaned forward. "Then do something about it. Honestly in the eyes of everyone you're already-"

Newt cleared his throat as he stood awkwardly in the doorway of the med-hut. He had walked in a minute ago and heard you talking about someone. At first he thought you might actually be talking about him but his self-consciousness told him you were probably talking about minho. You two always were so close. Minho was a phisical guy. He was muscular. Had great humor. Of course newt understood why you'd fall for minho. After all it was his best friend. But it still stung. A lot.

Newt didn't mean to eavesdrop but he couldn't really find a good moment to interrupt until he couldn't stand hearing more.

His face showed a friendly expression but his eyes wouldn't meet your face.

You on the other hand were turning around to look at newt with wide eyes. You didn't know how long he stood there. How much he heard. If he even heard anything so you tried to slow your heartbeat and act normally.

Jeff glanced between you two as if he was watching a very interesting story unfold before his eyes.

"I uh. I need to get some supplies for the runners. They're about to start. But maybe you'd like to bring it yourself to minho?"His eyes were lowered to the ground.

"Yes of course. No problem." You hastily stood up and collected the small supplies for the runners. As soon as you finished speaking newt was already gone again.

You stilled as you realised this and turned to jeff with wide eyes. "Do you think he heard?"

"He heard something."

"Why did he storm off then?"

Jeff raised his shoulders. "You should probably go talk to him."

***

You did try and talk to him but after the encounter Newts behavior changed. He clearly tried to avoid you. He was a lot more in his room. Even locked up so alby couldn't get in to sleep. He almost worked aggressively hard as a track-hoe. Not stopping to work at dinner time and starting to work before the others were even up.

The others noticed too of course. Newt was the glue after all. Without Newts full help the glade got into a more chaotic state. Alby needed to scream around a lot more. He even seemed to be angry at newt for acting this way.

He didn't come to the med-hut anymore. Neither for his limp nor to pick you up for sleep.

For you and frankly everybody else it was a unreasonable change of behavior. You knew the things he overheard in the med-hut were the trigger for this but you could not fathom why he'd be so distraught because of it.

But to Newt it was perfectly reasonable. You were in love with minho and the latter obviously in love with you. The whole glade seemed to be. You were the only girl. What chance did he have.Newt saw it clearly. You always were with minho. Sometimes even disapearing with him into the woods. He didn't even want to think about what you did. You always kissed minhos cheek. Hugged him a lot. Minho always flirted with you.

And it was even worse that minho was his best friend. He loved minho dearly. They've been through everything together. And he couldn't bare the thought of losing you both when you two were so close.

This reaction to the pain he felt in his chest may have seemed overdramatic to a outsider but to newt it wasn't only about 'not getting a chance with you'. It made him realise that the love he felt for you, the hope you gave him, was all in his head. He needed your love. Desperately. And he didn't know how to cope without it again.

This worried you. A lot.The behavior reminded you of the time after his incident. How you first got to know him after waking up in the glade. He seemed broken then and he did now.It made you realise that nothing really changed about newt. He was still that small kid that you first met.

What worried you even more was his self-harming behavior. Not taking any consideration about the state of his body.

He didn't stop working even when alby told him to. Sometimes he didn't show up for dinner because of it. You always took a extra ration from frypan and brought it up to his room.

You knocked softly on the locked wooden door. "Newt?" There was no answer. "Newt I brought you dinner. You need to eat something."

Silence.

You almost layed the plate down in front of the door again when the door opened a bit.

Newt couldn't help but take that glimpse of your care.

You gave him a smile. "Hey." You held the plate out in front of you. "Here. You missed dinner."

Newt took the plate from your hands hesitantely and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Thanks."

Before he could close the door again you held the door open with your foot. "Newt what's wrong? I know I've been asking this constantly the last few days but I worry about you. The whole glade does. You're not acting like yourself." Your voice was soft.

He shrugged carelessly. "Maybe I just have my period." He tried to joke. You were glad he attempted a joke again. But you also knew it was his way of distracting of the matter at hand.

You gave him a look. "We both know that is not the reason."

Newt sighed. "There is nothing wrong. I'd like to sleep."

You scanned his face desperate for a answer. "Is all this about what you heard me talking about?"

Newt froze up. "I never heard anythin'. Good night." He closed the door and locked it. He leaned his back against the door and took deep breaths. Blinking away tears.The situation didn't stop him from defending you though. On the contrary. He got more angry. More irretable. The usual calm and collected newt was overcome with a more emotional one.

Minho and alby gave you a explicit instruction to get throught to him at breakfast table that morning.

And you were determined to do so today. This has been going on for a few days too long for your liking. When you made your way over to the gardens in search of him the sign you were met with made a stabbing pain in your heart. Newt was working in the garden as usual. Pulling vegatables out, getting new fertilizer, sowing new ones. You normally loved watching him work. But today the pain was evident on his face. His limp finally catching up with the pressure he was constantly putting on it. You saw him stumble a few times but he pushed through obviously.

Until he just...collapsed. His leg gave out under him. You could see him staying layed on the ground. His face on the earth. Exhausted. Suddenly his lanky frame you oh so loved looked a bit too skinny for your liking.

You hurriedly made your way over to him. When he noticed you he tried to scramble up fastly which only made his limp buckle under his weight again. He cursed under his breath.You kneeled down beside him and gripped his arm and a hand around his waist. "Shuck newt. What are you doing..."

"I'm fine. I'm fi-" he struggled to get up again with the few strength he had left.

You pulled him down against you by the waist again. "Stop it." There was a plea in your voice. "Stop it newt. You're hurting yourself."

He still struggled against your hold. "Let go. There is nothing...wrong" his voice cracked.

You didn't let him go. He turned his head away from you as a tear rolled down his cheek and he started to shake slightly.

Everything hurt him. His body. His mind. Only your soft touch gave him comfort.

"Shh." You turned his head to you gently. He didn't meet your eye but you could see in them the pain he was in. You wiped the tear away with your thumb.

"Come on. I'll take care of you." You stroked a dirty strand of hair out of his face and helped him stand up. A lot of his weight leaned on you as you led him into the med-hut. Clint looked up startled when he saw you carry a half limp newt in.

"Out." You ordered him but added a thankful smile.

Clint nodded with a glance at newt and scrambled out of the hut. Newt let himself fall down onto a bed. You took a blanket and tucked him into it, started to boil water on the fire and pushed another pillow under his head.

"I will be right back. Don't go anywhere." Newt watched how you gave him a sweet smile and made your way outside again.You came back with a bowl of food and a bottle of water, shut the door to the med-hut to build as much privacy as possible.

You sat yourself down on the side of his bed and showed him your loot. "What do you want?" A loving smile thrown his way.

"Carrot" he cracked out.

You put the rest of the food aside and handed him the carrot. He moved up to rest his back against the wall and hesitantely began to eat the carrot under your careful watch. The silence engulfed the room for a while only the cracks of the carrot being heard.

You made a heating pad with the boiling water meanwhile and pulled the leg of newts trousers up to gently lay the warm pad onto his throbbing knee.

You did what you always did. Care for him. Take care of him. He had missed this terribly. But he hadn't forgotten what had happened.

He looked at you a long moment. Watched your every move. He felt like he hadn't been able to look at you proberly for way too long. "Do you-" he swallowed. "Do you like my voice too?" His voice was timid. He wasn't sure why he chose that detail to ask.

"What?" You ask perplexed and looked up at his face.

"Nevermind" his voice was still raw.

"Of course I like your voice. How do you come to that question?"

Newt didn't know how to answer that question so he stayed silent.

You sighed and slid nearer to him on the bed. "Newt what's wrong? Please tell me. You are in a horrible condition. I'm worried. Everyone is worried."

"I- heard you. The other day. Talking about minho. You should give him a go if you feel that way about him."

You blinked. To you his talk was making none sense at all.

"but uh-" he swallowed. "Can I still come to you if you...?"

You frowned. "I'm not sure what you're talking about newt. Of course you can come to me. Always. You know that. But what has this to do with minho-?" The words now registered completely in your brain. "You think I was talking about Minho?"

Newt looked away painfully. "Yes I suppose it was obvious for a while..."

You shook your head in realisation. "Newt."

His eyes snapped up to yours. "I wasn't talking about minho. I was talking about you."

Newt thought he hadn't heard right. "W-what?"

"Yes. I mean minho is great. I love him too. But he's not you."

"You like all that about...me ?"

"Of course. You are...amazing." You laughed quietly.

Newt was speechless.

Your heart was beating a lot more faster than normally but you tried to ignore it. Taking a deep breath. "May I...lay with you?" You whispered.

He never wanted- needed anything more. But his brain was in freeze and he could only nod his head.

You cautiously layed down next to him and crawled your body under the blanket too. You were very clode to eachother. You could feel the presence of his body next to you. He felt himself relax in the presense of your body next to him. Your small breath tickling his cheek.

You decided to let your instincts take over and slid your hand around his waist gingerly. Newts body tensed up and he sucked in a small breath at the sudden contact.

"Thank you." He breathed out. His body relaxing again.

"For what?" You whispered.

"Loving me. Pulling me out. Caring for me. Without you I'd probably would have taken another go at that jump long ago." His self humor shone through.

You smiled but lightly squeezed him. "Don't joke about that. I'm glad you feel that way. Thank you too."

"For what?" He retorted my own question back.

"Being you. Looking out for me. I heard the boys were threatened by you?"

A blush formed on his cheeks. "Yeah they were saying disrespectful stuff and I can't let them wander around thinking they can try whatever they want with you."

You smiled. "Always holding the order up."

"It's my job." You looked at his big brown eyes.

"Please don't punish yourself like this again. Don't shut yourself off like this. I'm not sure why you're punishing yourself. You don't have to tell me. But I don't want you to do it. Please? At least talk to me."

"I'll try."

#newt x reader #newt tmr #newt maze runner #hurt/comfort #newt imagine #the maze runner #tmr #Clint x jeff

[tmrnonsense]

Most people: most of the maze runner characters died

Me, an intellectual: they are all alive and happy in the safe haven

#maze runner #tmr #the maze runner #tmr thomas #tmr minho #tmr newt #tmr chuck #tmr gally #tmr alby #tmr frypan #tmr clint #tmr winston #tmr jeff #tmr ben #tmr zart

[mumfordanddaughters]

not Dylan O’Brien being cast as the closeted bisexual by every single sexually repressed male writer ever...

#maze runner #teen wolf #james dashner #jeff davis #newt and thomas #newtmas #scott and stiles #sciles #i just think it's funny that both of these writers have admitted to writing O'Brien's character as gay but being scared to make it canon #random content of the day

[pllaceh0lderr]

Im so normal about Maze Runner (starts making a highschool au)

#its unfinished btw I literally just started #its also focusing on the characters from the 1st book/movie rn bc thats whats fresh in my head #im also posting the notes bc the odds i make any content that isnt just me waffling is slim #the maze runner #tmr #tmr thomas #tmr minho #tmr newt #tmr teresa #tmr gally #tmr ben #tmr chuck #tmr alby #tmr jeff #tmr clint #tmr zart #tmr frypan #tmr winston

[valentinetypewriter]

Knife happy Medjacks

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Word count: 723

The maze runner (platonic/unspecified) x Gn reader

I got this idea from this deleted scene

Jeff has to wrangle in Clint and Y/n, who after dealing with builders all day, start to agree that maybe amputation is the way to go

Today had been a particularly rough day for Clint, Jeff and I, the builders had started a new project today and with that brought many of those said builders into the Medjack hut with various injuries. Ranging from cuts, scrapes, bruises and the occasional broken bone. They may have been incredibly strong but the builders didn't seem all too bright sometimes.

We had just sent off one of the builders who managed to break his finger with a hammer when Clint decided to speak up “you know, maybe we really should start amputating them” I put away some supplies before looking over at him. “Well I mean it would certainly start teaching them to be more careful” he let out a quick laugh “it would also make our job a lot easier when they're building” the two of us laughed with each other before Jeff stepped in. “Ok no, we are not amputating them” I let out a sad groan “aww come on Jeff, don't you think they deserve it” Clint was quick to back me up “Y/n’s got a point, plus their stupidity is starting to get on my nerves”.

Jeff seemed to almost consider what we were saying before instantly shaking those thoughts away “NO! Besides, how would we explain amputation just for some cuts and bruises?” Jeff simply rolled his eyes at us as he went back to sorting our supplies. Me and Clint looked over at each other, nodding and silently mouthing agreement's.

Organising all the new equipment took a lot longer than any of us would have liked, it wasn't easy when we had stupid teenage boys coming in every five minutes because they couldn't seem to distinguish nails from their own hands. We had just finished taking care of two guys, who had somehow managed to slice up their arms, working into lunch. The random influx of boys coming in was something that the three of us struggled to keep up with sometimes. The three of us sat around the hut all very exhausted. I sat myself down on a chair in the corner of the room, Clint was sitting on a stool with his head resting against his folded arms on the table next to him, it seemed like he was asleep. Jeff on the other hand had made himself comfortable on one of our operating tables.

“We should probably get some lunch before the others devour everything” Jeff said with a sigh, he seemed to hate his own idea of getting up. I groaned as I stood up from my seat, dragging myself over to Clint, shaking him gently “hey wake up buddy, we need to get some food” Clint rubbed his eyes before slowly pushing himself up from his seat. Though before any of us could even move a step, the doors were pushed open. Clint instantly flopping back into his chair, a tired and annoyed whine coming from him. I grabbed the Gigli saw off the tray of equipment, turning towards the door “what do you want?”

The two boys stopped in the doorway “woah put the bloody saw down, we only brought you some food” the three of us instantly perked up at Newts words. “Yeah we thought we'd bring you some food since you've been taking care of my guys all day” Gally sat down two trays of food on the table Jeff was sitting on while Newt handed the one he was holding to Jeff, who instantly started eating, though I couldn't blame him. I pick up one of the trays and handed it over to Clint before dragging a chair over to the table to start eating myself “well thank you boys, that's really sweet of you” Newt smiled at me as Gally ruffled my hair “don't mention it, figured you guys would need some rest, besides we're done for the day, to many broken hands” Gally shook his head and I wasn't quite sure if it was out of annoyances or disappointment.

“Well Gally and I will leave you three to rest, and don't worry we'll bring you some dinner too” Newt smiled at us before making his way out the door, quickly followed by Gally. A few moments of silence passed as we all ate before Clint spoke up “I still reckon we should start amputating”

#the maze runner #the scorch trials #the death cure #the maze runner x reader #the maze runner x you #tmr x reader #Tmr Clint #Tmr Jeff #tmr newt #gally x reader #newt x reader #short fiction #The maze runner x gn reader #The maze runner x male reader #gn reader

[miryum]

Hi, beautiful! I hope you’re having a FANTASTIC day! Can I request a TMR! Minho x reader Fic., whereas he is EXTREMELY protective of them. On one occasion, Thomas entices them with his mischief, and the reader ends up becoming hurt (i.e, bruised eye, etc). Minho finds out, and the reader is a LITERAL barrier between Thomas being a pinpoint for Minho’s wrath. Thank you so much!

Hi bae! I'm having a great day! How about you? I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

You swung a leg over the bench and sat down at the table. Plopping your breakfast tray down, you said a good morning to your table of friends. 

Newt, Thomas, sometimes Alby (if he wasn’t busy), and your boyfriend Minho. Immediately when you joined them, Minho’s arm was around your waist, pulling you into him.

“You slept in.” He commented, shoving the remainder of his food into his mouth. As a runner, he was up early than you and started his breakfast sooner. 

“I wish it was longer.” You grumped, starting to eat. Switching the conversation, you asked, “Newt, what job are you gonna show Thomas today?”

Newt scrunched his nose, “The Builders.”

You gaped. “I’m a Builder! How dare you dislike us! Gally, I understand, but me?!”

“I was talking about Builders in general! You’re a perfectly good Builder! You’re my friend! I-”

“As much as I would love to hear about your pitiful lives,” Minho interrupted before standing, “You’re not pitiful, promise,” he quickly added, “but I hafta go. Bye, love you.” He leaned down and you kissed him quickly on the lips. 

“Love you too.” 

“Don’t do anything stupid.” Minho slowly started to back up, begging you to keep safe. “Do things that I wouldn’t do like eat, drink water, focus on your work. If anything happens, go to Newt. Watch out for Thomas- he’s an idiot.” He kept on talking as he got farther away, unaware that you couldn’t hear him.

Minho disappeared into the maze, Minho still waking backwards and talking., him still walking backwards and talking to no one about how you should stay safe.

Life as a Builder was interesting, to say the least. With Gally at the helm and being surrounded by the most rowdy and destructive boys in the Glade, things could get violent. But you helped with measurements and planning things out. In the end, it all worked.

However, on this particular day, Thomas was trying out the job. You had knelt down to grab your pencil that slipped from your ear when an elbow rammed you in the eye.

“Ow!” You fell back, your hand immediately going to your already bruising eye. 

“Shuck!” Thomas cried out, “I’m so sorry, Y/n! I didn’t mean to! I’m so so so so sorry!!!”

“It’s fine.” You groaned, “I’ll just go to the Med-hut.” 

“...Should I tell Newt?” Thomas asked. You then realised what the boy was thinking. 

How would Minho react? 

Everyone in the Glade, even the Greenie Thomas, knew Minho was obscenely protective of you. Maybe a little too much so. This wasn’t the first time you got injured. There was a time when you were climbing a tree and fell. Once Minho knew of your sprained wrist, he went ballistic. 

First there was the coddling and the endless questions of, “Are you okay? How can I help?” Then there was the anger- both towards the people who didn’t catch you and the tree. He wanted Gally to chop it down in revenge. And finally, there was the meeting he had called (much to your embarrassment) to tell every single person that you wouldn’t be working for the next three weeks as you healed. (Once he went into the maze, you snuck out and kept working.)

Luckily, a black eye wasn’t as bad as a sprained wrist, so maybe he wouldn’t be as mad? 

You were very wrong. 

Minho crashed into the Med-Hut the minute he heard the news. “Where is she?!” he demanded. 

Jeff silently pointed to you. You were in a chair, holding a clump of ice to your eye.

“Are you okay?! What happened?!” Minho frantically ran to you and you stood, trying to calm him. The coddling. 

“I’m fine! I promise! It’s just a little black eye- nothing that won’t heal in a day or two.” 

“Can I see?” 

You removed the ice, unveiling the bruise colouring your eye. Minho looked sympathetic at first, holding your face in his hands. Quickly, however, the sympathy turned into anger. 

“Who did this to you?” His voice was low and dark. The anger. 

“I… punched myself.” You knew the second it came out of your mouth, it was a bad lie. Minho gave you one stern look and you admitted, “Thomas. But he didn’t mean to-” 

Before you could finish your sentence, Minho was already out the door. 

“Thomas!” His yell carried through the Glade, stopping everyone in their tracks. The second you came running out behind him, everyone knew what was happening and turned towards a panic-stricken Thomas. 

Minho strode towards Thomas, his steps long and purposeful. “I knew there was something terrible about that buggin’ piece of klunk slinthead-”

You planted yourself in front of your boyfriend. “Slim it!.” You said, glaring up at him. “It wasn’t Thomas’s fault. It was an accident and it could’ve happened to anyone.” 

“But it happened to you.” Minho growled. He side-stepped you and started advancing towards the poor boy who was cowering behind Newt.

You quickly took your place in front of Minho again. “Please don’t hurt him.” You pleaded, “For me?” 

Minho sighed and you could see you were getting through to him. “Fine.” He rubbed your arms, “But I don’t like you getting hurt.” 

“You go into the maze every single day.” You countered, “How do you think that feels to me?” 

“Fair point.” Minho rested his forehead on yours. “How about we both be extra cautious from now on?” 

“Deal.” 

“But I’m still calling a meeting.” And the last step, a meeting.

“Really?!”

#tmr minho #minho #minho x reader #minho x y/n #minho x you #the maze runner #maze runner #gally #gally maze runner #thomas #tmr thomas #newt #tmr newt #the maze runner newt #overprotective #fluff #lil bit o angst #jeff #builders #med jack #tmr alby #alby #alby maze runner #yerp #request

[mazepunner]

my tmr headcannons

this is a work of disaster i am bringing over from my alarming twitter. my headcannons. all together. enjoy.

while minho runs the maze, he's thinking of everyone back in the glade, individually, and why he needs to keep going for them.

alby once got in a huge screaming match with gally over who should be second in command.

gally has a soft spot for newt and they've accidentally fallen into really deep conversations by the campfire.

when newt did his leg thing alby let him pick which job he wanted.

zart once started a food fight and alby threw him in the pit for wasting food.

ben once knocked a candle over and burned one of the huts down.

gally concussed himself on the job and actually shut up for a week.

chuck once called out for his mum in his sleep and everyone heard but nobody ever acknowledged it.

nobody ever told newt that they'd finished mapping the maze.

gally once got so mad he threw a hammer and alby put him in the pit for a week.

gally was the pit's most frequent visitor.

during an argument at a keeper's meeting, winston once told newt that "not everyone got to pick their jobs" and newt walked out.

winston immediately came out and apologised and there was a bit of crying, some confessions, and hug. from then, winston and newt really saw eachother eye-to-eye.

in ben's legendary hut fire of '85, gally threw his 'trade secret' drink on it and made it much much worse.

still on the topic of the hut fire, alby froze and didn't know what to do, while newt barked orders and managed to get it under control. people called him 'fire chief' for weeks.

jeff hated his job.

newt has insomnia and alby used to stay awake and keep him company as they walked around the glade.

minho used to just come and sit beside newt without saying anything and somehow that meant so much to both of them.

alby swore once and everyone threatened to throw him in the pit.

minho snores.

gally is janson's son or nephew i haven't decided.

when newt started working in the fields everyone came up and either hugged him or gave him a pat on the back and he teared up.

zart once fell on his head while trying to do a cartwheel and everyone thought he was dead until he got up and did another once, successfully, with the others all screaming at him to stop.

alby used to have this little spot in the deadheads where he'd go to have a breather and everyone knew just to leave him alone.

gally got sick once and lost his voice and minho took the opportunity to insult him until he got punched.

newt is gay.

newt had a crush on alby but never ever would have told him ever because he didn't think it was relevant to their situation and nothing would ever come of it.

newt found out he was allergic to sheep when wckd sent one up in the box and he had a sneezing fit every time he walked past it. 

he'd insist he was fine until his eyes swelled up and winston realised what was going on and yelled "kill the sheep!"

gally and newt once got so drunk at a bonfire that they waltzed together.

it ended abruptly when gally tripped and they both almost fell into the fire.

minho and alby caught them and alby yelled at everyone to go to bed.

zart can draw. really really well.

when chuck first arrived he didn't speak for two days.

newt once fell asleep on alby at the bonfire and everyone just let him

they had glade-wide games of hide and seek and it was chaos

ben once ate a bug and was worried he'd get superpowers

gally's excuse for quitting being a runner was that he got bored

if someone's having a rough time, frypan arranges their breakfast into a little picture before giving it to them

alby's scared of mice

newt's double jointed in a lot of ways and it freaks alby out but zart loves it

ben replaced newt as a runner.

chuck once sat in some mud and gally lent him a shirt to tie around his waist to cover it up until he could fix it

when ben replaced newt they both found it hard to talk to each other

and minho literally only talked to ben about running and had no patience for anything else... to begin with

zart kept trying to come up with his own catch phrase and was always cycling through them

frypan gave everyone a safety briefing before they started work in the kitchen, mentioned it to gally once and he started doing the same with the builders

winston always slept in and had to be woken up by alby or newt

gally built the homestead before he had a growth spurt, so all the doorways are too low for him

when thomas got stung, teresa and chuck stayed by his side the whole time

and during that time chuck told teresa that he wanted to see his parents again

newt once said alby's name in his sleep and minho heard and starting laughing so loudly that everyone woke up

ben once sneezed on alby and everyone screamed and ran

gally once tripped on a fence and fell into the pig pen

ben decided he was going to give frypan a night off and cook for everyone. the kitchen caught fire.

there were relationships in the glade but none of them were ever 'public'

on bonfire night frypan always walked around making sure everyone was hydrated and fed and not drinking too much of gally's drink

on bonfire night gally always walked around making sure everyone was drinking too much of gally's drink

clint could sing

jeff could too and sometimes you'd be able to walk past the homestead and hear them harmonising together

ben was by far the most susceptible to gally's drink. by far.

minho was actually a super anxious person but really good at hiding it

for a week the glade had a pet caterpillar

it went missing and zart tried to launch an investigation before alby told him they needed food more than they needed caterpillars

alby remains the prime suspect on zart's list to this day

minho and newt literally ran into each other in the maze once and newt went FLYING

minho was laughing too hard to help him up

alby once called a meeting to put an end to everyone calling each other "bro" because it was "annoying and stopping work from getting done"

minho had started the trend

gally once got so annoyed with everyone that he went and sat in the box

minho checked in on the runners because he didn't want anyone losing hope

for a long time alby was the one who could really make minho smile

when newt and minho met up at the end of their routes, minho would look at newt expectantly, newt would just shake his head and then minho would pat him on the back and they'd run back to the glade in silence

newt used to give chuck his leftovers

alby fell asleep in the homestead during the day once and everyone started placing bigger and bigger items on him until zart tried to balance a table on his head and he woke up

winston really admired alby and wished he could lead as well as him

whenever frypan was sad, he would talk to alby

-there was this running joke that alby shaved every morning because he didn't want anyone to know that he was an old man

newt was initially REALLY shy

approximately 40% of them sang in the showers

frypan made special meals for anyone who'd been in the med shack that day

if anyone left rubbish lying around newt would kick it at them

zart would follow him around picking it up

minho was quietly fascinated by zart

zart was loudly fascinated by everyone

friendship bracelets were a thing for a while, thanks to zart and clint

alby would throw his arm around whoever was nearby

clint's job stressed him out big time but he couldn't imagine doing anything else. it was just really frustrating not having the resources to really help when he needed to.

if newt was in a stroppy mood he'd sit down next to someone and pull his legs up and drape them across that person's lap

in response to that: zart would smile, minho would pay no attention, alby would worry, jeff would start checking his legs over (and newt would try to kick him), and gally would laugh

oh and chuck would hug his legs

chuck secretly wanted to be a medjack but it scared him

there was one person who would always talk to whoever was upset or crying and that person was jeff

when ben and minho ran past thomas and chuck that very first time, they got to the map room and immediately cracked up laughing at thomas' face

alby was actually the best friend in that he would ALWAYS laugh at people's jokes

zart wanted to celebrate when each glader had spent a year in the glade but alby firmly told him no because it wasn't something to celebrate

but zart got frypan to sneak each person an extra helping of bacon at the bonfire when their day came around

when ben got made a runner he just subconsciously started spending all his time with minho. he was just drawn to him, wherever he was. so they ended up spending every minute of every day together.

ben was always the guy who didn't get the joke but laughed anyway

frypan was super perceptive and could always pick up on someone feeling upset or off in any way

chuck subconsciously looked up to EVERYONE. he wanted to be brave like minho, funny like zart (he always laughed at zarts jokes), smart like alby, friendly like winston, caring like newt, loyal like ben, cheerful like frypan, the list goes on

and my point is he didn't see any of this consciously but he took on little pieces of them all every time he spoke to them. they all influenced him like older brothers and helped him to feel at home, one of them.

gally did little things to make everyone feel at home. that thing he said to thomas about being "safe with us" he said to everyone in one way or another. he reminded them that the glade was their "haven" from whatever was out there

i don't believe thomas had a crush on newt "from the moment he saw him" but i think newt mesmerised him a little and once he mentioned being a runner thomas decided he was definitely worth getting to know above anyone else

there was one day when everyone had a turn styling chucks hair around the campfire

winston yells at flies

one day, when newt was sad, minho came up behind him and just starting brushing his hair until it fluffed up

chuck always had clammy hands and was subconscious about it until gally told him it just meant he was working hard all the time

oh and the fluffy hair newt thing, alby was watching and smiling from nearby as newts smile slowly grew too

ben was even more optimistic than zart and that's saying something

and minho went through moments of being SUPER pessimistic like "the world is ending" type stuff and ben would always be like "no i don't think so"

newt was honestly a pretty good runner

^but not in a competitive way, like minho was. he just quietly went out and got the job done really well.

there was a dance move known only as "the zart" and no i won't describe it

when alby cried you KNEW it was serious

they had three banishments before ben's

when newt felt sad he tried to help out more with the animals because it felt good taking care of someone else

alby arrived with a blank book and he kept a journal of every day in the glade.

zart has four aloe vera plants growing up the back of the vegetable garden and he treats them with utmost importance

they grow sunflowers and eat the seeds

gally was the one who taught chuck how to carve the little chuck doll

gally would tell people if they had food on their face

zart has a bad back

the medjacks had a little "how to-" book which was all of the information they'd learned over the years

newt wrote a sassy note in that book when he was in a bad mood one day that basically said "how to piss off newt: leave him in here, alone and bored"

clint drew little doodles around the entries

minho and alby used to have thumb wars

the runners had meetings each week to discuss anything they'd found

clint was really good at opening jars

zart and frypan figured out how to make herbal tea and they always left peppermint tea out on the kitchen bench for when newt couldn't sleep

ben and gally were mates

frypan was by far the best hugger

they all SUCKED at communicating their feelings

except for clint who's an oversharer - lena

they once had a limbo contest and jeff was the winner by far

going way back to the subject of zart being able to draw, he would stay up late drawing by candlelight before bed. and because they didn't have mirrors he drew portraits for everyone so that they could know what they looked like.

and back to the subject of newt not sleeping, sometimes he would sit with zart. zart tried to teach him to draw but newt got frustrated and found it much more relaxing to just watch zart create his magic.

and when newt was in a good mood he'd sit there making requests for zart to draw and zart would always put his own little spin on whatever newt asked for and complicate it.

like one time newt asked him to draw a cat and zart drew a whole forest of animals and hid a cat in one of the trees.

newt, minho and zart had discussions about sexuality together. nothing hugely revelatory like coming out, but enough to feel comfortable with each other and know that they could if they felt the need.

zart and newt both knew the other wasn't straight. minho gave nothing away and just said "i'm down with that" to whatever they were discussing

somewhat related to pride, newt was easily distracted by rainbows

gally became a builder because he wanted a job that kept his hands busy and that he could really keep track of his progress and see his achievements

newt and minho kept each other company whenever they sensed they needed it

one time alby told them all to shut up and go to bed, got in his hammock, it broke and it was so unexpected that nobody knew what to say

then newt quietly went "are you okay?" and zart started laughing

gally got up and silently helped alby fix the hammock before going straight back to bed

minho could keep a secret. and he knew EVERYONE'S secrets because he paid attention.

when thomas arrived they genuinely all thought he'd be a slopper and nobody doubted it

anyone who slept with their shoes on got their laces tied together by minho

once newt went to hug alby and accidentally kissed him on the cheek out of instinct, panicked, and started power walking in the other direction

minho witnessed the whole thing and immediately started crying with laughter

alby had to go after newt and check he was okay without laughing too

newts one of those people who, when he gets angry or frustrated, he tears up. and it just makes him more frustrated to he tears up even more and he hates it because he thinks people won't take him seriously if they notice.

gally and newt both fidget a lot.

oh and so does thomas but like next level fidgeting. he has to be DOING something all of the time or he can't sit still.

alby loved all of the gladers so much so so so much

winston, clint and ben were all left handed

the trackhoes used to have the worst back problems after gardening all day every day, so clint became the resident masseuse

zart used to literally have daily massages

newt always got leaves stuck in his hair

zart always stuck leaves in newt's hair

newt's favourite food was bacon. like he LOVED it and everyone else was like okay mate calm down and newt was like BACON

there was one day that little bouquets of flowers started appearing around the place and everyone knew it was zart but he never admitted to it

when minho wanted someone to know he cared about them he'd give them a little pat on the back

minho used to love taking part in the bonfire nights but as time went on he found them more and more pointless

frypan is one of those people who can really REALLY hold it together for so long. nobody gets to know if he's feeling sad until he breaks down.

alby is surprisingly good at impressions and accents

zart has a love-hate relationship with the goat: it's cute, but it can also completely destroy all of his hard work in the span of an hour

the goat had been put in the pit numerous times before newt suggested that was a bit cruel and they should tie it up outside and release it under supervision instead

newt has the biggest "okay, fuck you" face out of anyone in the glade and it comes out extra strong when he's being mocked (inspired by visro's brain)

and when newt's "fuck you" face comes out, it usually earns him a little ruffling of his hair, courtesy of minho of course

and every time, newt will swat his hand away but every time, he'll also smile

anyway that's enough about newt because clint makes necklaces

gally's biggest priority is making sure the med hut is in good shape and asking the medjacks if they need anything built or replaced

ben is the kinda person to say 'ow' even when something doesn't hurt

gally looks up to everyone (even though he literally doesn't show that ever at all, just believe me)

minho was really REALLY pissed when gally quit being a runner and they had this huge fight that they both never really got over

anyway minho doesn't know what it feels like not to constantly work hard

zart once tried to make alby a wig out of hay. alby wore it once and then didn't stop sneezing for a week

clint takes every decision and outcome to heart and jeff has to talk him down each time

after newts accident jeff forced clint to take a break because clint was convinced he was making the wrong decisions for newt

gally has ocd

they have this whole book of theories for why they're in the maze

alby contributed the least to the book because he was convinced that it didn't matter why they were there

winston was super brainy

somebody made a "caution: wet floor" sign and threw it in the pond

the bonfires were frypan's idea

zart was a big hugger

gally built crutches for newt and sanded them down until they were perfect

at first, newt was convinced he didn't need them but after a stern word from jeff about how hard gally had worked on them, newt gave in

winston is super flexible

whenever anyone's feeling down they eventually end up with a pep talk from alby or newt

gally built board games for when they had to shelter from the rain or rest inside for any reason

zart plays snakes and ladders with anyone who's willing

alby makes a point of talking to every single person on bonfire nights

newt tries to do the same but gally's trade secret recipe often gets in the way of that

because im watching tdc and minho dropping to his knees inspired me: when minho found newt in the maze he skidded to a stop on his knees beside him

when ben got stung minho tried to talk to him for hours because the others all thought he'd be the best one to get info out of him

newt had this big chat to alby about feeling bad for whacking ben in the head when he probably didn't need to and gally poked his head in and reminded newt that ben was trying to kill thomas

and newt took gally's word for it that it was okay because gally had been hit in the head so many times they'd all lost count

okay that's it for now oh my god

that was two years' worth of headcannons

#the maze runner #thomas #newt #gally #alby #zart #winston #clint #jeff #the goat #chuck #frypan #minho #ben #tmr #maze #running #maze running in the maze #headcannons #hcs #from twitter

[gladerscake]

Jeff: I think I just saw Thomas follow Minho into the Maze...

Gally: Oh, good, I was almost going to have time to relax, thank god you saved me.

#the maze runner #incorrect tmr quotes #tmr gally #tmr thomas #tmr jeff #tmr minho #gladers #tmr #thomas tmr #gally tmr #incorrect quotes tmr #tmr crack

[veysxrge]

a little newtmas wip, but i'm here to spread the jeff agenda for my fellow tmr lovers

I'll give you a smooch if you can guess what kind of AU it is :P

#newtmas #newtmas fanfic #newt #jeff #newt the maze runner #newt tmr #jeff the maze runner #jeff tmr #thomas #thomas maze runner #thomas tmr #thomas the maze runner #newt x thomas #thomas x newt

[ceruleanmusings]

Putting a thought under a read more just in case:

having stiles and lydia break up just because lydia had a dream he dies in a car crash is super fucked up for two reasons.

1) that's a flimsy reason and most likely jd spiting dylan

2) when you remember dylan got into a traumatic accident on the maze runner set due to a stunt on moving vehicles, having him potentially being in a car wreck is so foul

#stydia #teen wolf movie #teen wolf movie spoilers #dylan o'brien #stiles stilinski #jeff davis #i caught a spoiler #maze runner #the maze runner

[bri-the-fando-meister]

Dashner Must Apologize for the Death and Loss of Lives, A Poem

The deaths by Dashner not forgiven look at all the death he’d written

In Maze Runner our friends had died and not many had survived

For all your deaths we all had cried

To Stephen the one who risked his life only then to be left sliced

To Nick the one who ran it all until he gave his final call

To Ben the boy who ran about left this world with scream and shout

For Dave was took away in night then he left without much a fight

Adam left by greivers word, he is no longer in this world

Zart the fart as he was called lost when WICKED pulled apart the world

Alby the leader chose to be a sacrifice, his death sadly did not suffice

Jeff the Med-jack there to help, until escaping when he had fell

Chuck the boy life left to live wasn’t granted his last wish

These boys that died will not be forgot, they tried their best against wicked they fought

In Scorch Trials life was lost on their way to the safe haven, let’s take a gander at the cost

Rachel Aris’s kind friend, to her death was condemned, Beth was cause of her horrid end

Frankie’s head was taken off by metal ball which was hard and soft

Another man had lost his head to the metal ball, it was said

Jack was struck by lightning too, though loss of blood was what shook him through

Winston, Stan, Tim and more, were struck by lightning in the storm

Two were killed one from each group by the bulbous monsters filled with goop

By Death Cure we lost 9 and 12 soon to be another four

Newt the boy who always tried and got infected was put to rest, he didn’t want life

Thomas crushed old Janson’s neck when the mazes became a wreck

An unknown mother tried to go through the trans until the rubble began to dance

Teresa Agnes right by the trans, had to save them, worked her hands, then the rubble began to fall, to her that was the end of it all.

Dashner must apologize for all the times tears came from our eyes, the grief we felt was real though, it’s not just a story did you know, the gladers and the other deaths, they are now all put to rest, they don’t have to live a dreary life, although their death put all in strife.

#the maze runner #maze runner the death cure #maze runner #tmr #poetry #james dashner #tmr newt #tmr teresa #tmr alby #tmr books #tmr chuck #tmr jeff #tmr janson #tmr ben #sad poem #sad poetry #my poem

[tmrnonsense]

Teresa: come on guys we need a plan! Think straight!

Minho: but I’m not

Thomas: yeah me nei—

Teresa: now is NOT the time

Newt: wait but-

Teresa: not you too

Frypan: I’m also-

Teresa: no

Jeff: I-

Teresa: everyone stop

Chuck: none of us are—

Teresa: OK FINE EVERYONE THINK GAY JUST MAKE A PLAN!

#maze runner #tmr #the maze runner #incorrect quotes #tmr thomas #tmr minho #tmr newt #tmr chuck #tmr frypan #tmr jeff #teresa agnes

[dame-nervy]

Gladers are WCKD - Chapter 13

I awoke later to the sound of the door opening, surprising myself that I had fallen asleep at some point, though it was probably due to boredom. Not a lot to do while sitting in a chair in a mostly empty room. I had tried to escape for a while but the bounds proved to be extremely well tied, leaving barely any moving room and no give even after what felt like an hour of pulling.

I looked up to see Clint and the other Medjack walking in, Clint dragged a stool in with one hand and carried the medic bag in the other, while a bowl of food and a drink were in the hands of the still currently unnamed guy. “Well, come right in then.” I said, groggy in my sarcasm as Clint put the stool right in front of me. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll learn real quick to keep your mouth shut.” Clint warned, sitting on the stool as the other gave me a look out of the corner of his eye as he put the food on the table.

“Shaking in my boots, oh wait, they’re over there.” I said sarcastically as I directed my head towards my pile of belongings, only to have my head pulled back around to face Clint as he looked at my face, thumb gently touching the scar on my lip, causing me to hiss in pain, glaring at him as I unsuccessfully attempted to pull my head away. “Are ya right there? Wicked doesn’t teach about personal space either?” I bitterly remarked, him frowning at me. “We should feed her to the Grievers and be done with this.” Clint said dropping my face before unwrapping the bandages around my hands. “Don’t joke about that.” the other Medjack cut in quickly, giving a pointed look at Clint. “Just saying, send her off into the mountain and be done with this problem. Ointment.” Clint said nonchalantly as he held out his hand. “Grievers what you call your other victims?” I taunted them as I fished for information. There had always been rumours about people never coming out of Dead Head Mountain, but it was always assumed that it was Wicked’s doing. “They’re the monsters that reside in the mountain.” The nameless Medjack answered after a couple moments of silence that were broken up by me hissing as Clint put the cream on my cut-up hands. He needs to work on his bedside manner. “I thought they were called Gladers.” I said with a glare as I looked at Clint. He gave me an unamused look as he started rewrapping my hand, stopping after he tied it to look at my wrist. “Couldn’t pull yourself out?” He smirked as he saw the irritation on my skin. I could only glare at him as he started with my other hand, going through the same motions as the room fell silent.

The metal screech snapped our attention to the door to see yet another boy, this one seeming younger than the others, probably in his late teens. His hair was dark brown and curly, face a little pudgy with freckles, and just to offset his youthful face was how he was easily taller than both other men in the room. “Chuck, you’re not meant to be here.” Clint said immediately as he stood up and turned to him. “You’re needed.” He says hesitantly, giving me a cautious look. Clint only sighed before turning to the other man in the room. “Jeff, finish up and make sure she eats.” Jeff! Finally! That’s his name. “Will do.” Jeff gave a nod as Clint and young, tall boy Chuck left together. Jeff comes over to me and finishes wrapping my hand, not saying anything just getting on with it. He then moved on to looking at me for a few moments before taking out a Q-tip and applying ointment to it before lifting it up to my face. I immediately pulled back, causing him to frown. “Stay still.” He told me as he grabbed my face - not unlike Clint had - and held me still as he worked his way putting ointment on scars I hadn’t even seen. “You mumble in your sleep.” His sudden statement threw me off. He wasn’t looking me in the eyes as he had yet to finish his current task on my forehead, but when he did he held eye contact so intensely-calm that I felt the need to reply. “So do a lot of people. It’s called sleep talking.” I told him in a condescending manner. He seemed unperturbed as he added the Q-tip to the pile of ointment covered material on the ground and gently held my arm as he started tending to the few scars there. “Don’t know of many people that dream about begging to be let go of.” He gave me a look, like he knew something, but even if he did, there was no way I was gonna say it out loud and confirm it. “It’s quite common for people being held captive. Shouldn’t you know that?” I quipped back. Jeff gave me a look as though he was starting to find me tedious, being a little less gentle as he swapped arms, causing me to hiss at him. “You act like you know a lot.” He remarked as he finished up, picking up the items he and Clint had used. “Maybe I do. Maybe I don’t. Maybe I just know people that know things. Maybe I don’t know anyone.” I felt like I was speaking in riddles with a smug smirk on my face. The annoyance in his eyes was clear now, he stood off the stool, towering over me. He leaned down, coming in close to my ear as I attempted to keep some semblance of distance between us. He stopped me by grabbing a hold of my neck - not hard but firm - keeping me in place as his form seemed to encompass me, and though I wasn’t claustrophobic I was certainly feeling it now. He stopped us like that for a few minutes, breathing next to my ear as I tried and failed to keep my cool, to show I was unbothered. But there was a moment when I lost it, I faltered, and I felt his smirk on my ear as he spoke “I don’t know if you think you’re being cute or smart, but either way, we will find out who you are, what you’re hiding, and who you’re working with. If you have any sense of self preservation, you’ll start talking the next time you’re asked.”

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#the maze runner #the maze runner x reader #Gladers #wckd #au #Clint #Jeff #Chuck #writblr #writing #x reader #right arm #wicked

[thominho-incorrectquotes]

Thomas: So, no sex?

Jeff: You can barely move.

Thomas, pointing Minho: Well, he can!

#thomas #thominho #minho #the maze runner #tmr minho #tmr thomas #tmr #maze runner minho #maze runner thomas #thomas and minho #minho x thomas #minho maze runner #minho the maze runner #thomas maze runner #thomas the maze runner #thomas tmr #tmr jeff #jeff #incorrect thominho quotes #incorrect tmr quotes #incorrect quote #incorrect quotes

[itsthemxze]

My plants and their namesakes!

Made for the Glade bingo prompt: create what you want

#tmr glade bingo #gladebingo2022 #tmr #tmr edit #the maze runner #frypan #alby #gally #Zart #Jeff #plants #itsthemxze