A variety of Maze Runner preferences.
Currently writing for Gally, Minho, Newt and Thomas.
REQUESTS CLOSED
Gifs to somehow suit the preference
Youtube links to whatever I'm listening to atm...just in case you're looking for music :P
A/N: I want to update my other stories so badly but I have so much study to do. Sorry to those of you waiting for imagines. They may be quite a while longer :(
Gally:
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Every single time you make a slight jab at Thomas, Gally spirals into hysterics. Your most successful moment was when Thomas asked for a second serving of dinner, and you replied with your now-iconic line:
"Why should you get seconds, Thomas? All you do is ask questions and fall over. I don't think that deserves rewarding."
Minho:
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Whenever Alby gets too bossy, you'll mimic what he says behind his back, leaving Minho with the tough job of keeping a straight face while talking to him. You'd almost been caught out a few times, but Minho would blame his inevitable laughter on Chuck, and you'd both
Newt:
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Your Thomas impersonation was perfect and had Newt in stitches every time you did it. It often began with a question, followed by a curious gaze into space or an onslaught of more questions, becoming more and more agitated with each one. Other times you'd just squeeze through small gaps around the Glade. Most recently, Alby had been closing the door to the Homestead and you'd squeezed through just in time. "I Thomased it," you grinned, fist punching the air and pretending to dodge Grievers, all the while trying not to let Newt's incessant laughter from the corner of the room disrupt your impression.
Thomas:
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It was surprisingly difficult to make Thomas laugh, but you'd figured it out. Rolling. That was it. You'd walk casually across the Glade, heading in a straight line, and suddenly fall into a forwards roll and back up to standing again. Then you'd keep walking as if nothing ever happened. It was so out-of-place and so weird, that Thomas fell into fits of laughter every time.
