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𝗛𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗧𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵 | 𝗚𝗶𝗹𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝗕𝗹𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 by -Toots-
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"𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀?" "𝗡𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝗕𝗹𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗲" #1 Gilbertblythe - 7.2.22 #2 Gilbertblythexreader - 7.2.22
pretty eyes ~ newt by afuckingsimpp
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❝how are you real?❞ ❝i'm real, isa. and i'm yours.❞ ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── Her name is Isadora. The leader of the healers in Group B, and the fourth arrival to a maze of teenage girls. She's fairly straightforward, unafraid to speak her mind or bury her fist into the face of someone who's being an idiot, if it really comes down to it. But despite her blunt demeanor, she really does have kind heart, willing to lay down her life for the people she loves. His name is Newt. Second-in-command in his maze, and one of the first to arrive in the Glade. Undeniably kind, he is the first to calmly assess a difficult situation and diffuse it, bringing the Gladers together as the glue. But if the situation arises, he's no stranger to violence if it threatens the safety of his closest friends. What happens when these two broken souls inevitably collide? When they help each other to pick up the shards, and become whole again? This is the tale of two teenagers fighting together against the world, and just happen to form a beautiful bond in the process. TW: canon-typical violence, mentions of attempted suicide, self harm, and sexual abuse Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, except for Isa. All rights go to James Dashner as the wonderful writer of the Maze Runner series, and Wes Ball as the director of the corresponding movies.
The First Runner by The_Shadow_Scribe
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!!!Under going editing!!! What if the first person sent into the maze trials was a girl? What if that girl had sold her life away for a better cause? Jess woke up and found herself in a place she didn't recognize, surrounded by towering walls and not a soul in sight. No memories of the outside world except for one thing, her name. A/N: I do not own Maze Runner, all rights reserved. I only own the o/c's
Within These walls. by SavannahSmiles17
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When Rylie wakes up in a mysterious cage with no memory of who she is or how she got there, she's thrust into a strange and dangerous world known as the Glade-an enclosed community surrounded by towering stone walls and a labyrinth that shifts every night. The boys who live there have their own rules, their own secrets, and one glaring anomaly: Rylie is the first girl ever to arrive. With fragments of her identity slowly surfacing-a silver necklace bearing her name, a gnawing sense of familiarity with the Maze-Rylie must navigate the uncertainty of who to trust, the hostility of some Gladers, and the growing mystery surrounding her arrival. Why is she different? What is the Maze hiding? And why does her presence feel like the beginning of something none of them can control? As friendships form, alliances shift, and secrets unravel, Rylie discovers that the Maze is more than a puzzle to solve-it's a test of survival, and the clock is ticking. The answers lie deep within its treacherous corridors, but will finding them cost Rylie everything, including herself?
𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 | Bucky Barnes x OC by thestarl0ver
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"𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘚𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝟣𝟫𝟦𝟢𝘴 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘭𝘺𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸-𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒.