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Y/N: I have something big to tell you.

Thomas: You know you can say anything to me, Y/N. You’ve been like my sister, and there is nothing that could dent our impenetrable bond.

Y/N: I’m dating Gally.

Thomas: You’re dead to me.

Gally: *talking about Y/N* I know you think my judgement’s clouded because I like her a little.

Newt: You doodled your wedding invitation.

Gally: No, that’s our joint tombstone.

Newt: My mistake.

She Fell First, He Fell Harder - Gally

Summary: You've loved Gally since you met him, and maybe, just maybe, he falls for you too.

Pairing: Gally x reader

A/N: Its sooooo short and is pretty lazy Im really sorry I just have a lot of work to do right now

Request: Can I get anything in type of „she fell first, but he fell harder” 🔥😭

When I first came up in the box all I could think was, help me. I didn't know who I wanted, but I wanted somebody. Sitting alone for that time in the cold, dark box, with no memory of who I was, was horrifying. Even after I arrived at the top and the roof opened to the light, I was still terrified, who were these people? I stayed backed up in the corner of the box, hyperventilating, panicked.

Suddenly one of the boys standing above me jumped down into the box, landing right in front of me. "Day one greenie." He stuck out his arm to help me up. For a second I just stared at him, he's taller than me by a few inches, and he looks strong. He was staring at me expectantly, and reluctantly, I reached for his hand. After he helped me out of the box he patted me on the shoulder. "Welcome to The Glade." I smile back at him in return, a swarm of butterflies in my stomach.

Now I've been here for a few months, and have known my way around the glade pretty well. I've adjusted nicely, and The Gladers all seem to like me. I work as a Gardener, and even though it's a lot of work and can be tiring, I love it.

"Hey, newbie." Gally comes up from behind me and teasingly dangles my trowel in front of my face. Smiling, I grab it back and face him.

"What do you need, captain?" I ask, teasing him back, still holding that feeling of butterflies when I see him. After offering to show me around on my first day, me and Gally have instantly became friends. He often goes to me during work hours to ask a favour, or ask to have a "private word" with me in front of Zart just so we both get an extra break. I see his sly smile and know exactly what he's gonna say next.

"Can I speak to you? Alone?" He asks, raising his volume just a little bit so he makes sure Zart can hear him. Zart looks up from whatever he's currently working on and squints at him, he's definitely getting suspicious. "I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important." He looks at me, nervous, and I can tell he's thinking that he's gonna get caught.

I look at Zart. "I'll only be a few minutes." I grab Gally's arm and pull him toward the deadheads. "Thanks, my arms were getting so sore." I laugh and look at him. He's staring at me, it almost looks like he's zoned out. "Gal? You ok?" He blinks and smiles.

"Ya, I'm ok." He runs his fingers through his hair with his free hand. I realize I'm still grabbing his arm and quickly let go, blushing hard. After about a month of being in The Glade and getting comfortable, I realized I was desperately falling for Gally. The funny thing was I couldn't even tell why. More often than not he was a huge jerk, and was always kinda full of himself, thinking him to be the boss, the captain. But he also really cared for the Gladers and made me feel at home here. He was really a nice guy, and I suppose it was that that made me fall for him.

Gally suddenly stops and faces me, his face flushed, possibly from working. "Y/N, I- uh, I-" He stops talking and looks away, playing with his hands nervously. "I've just been thinking..." Watching him struggle is almost comical, I'm intrigued, I want to know what he's going to say and why he's so nervous, he's normally always speaking his mind. Suddenly he drops his hands and stares at me, and before I can even register it his hands are cupping my face and he's pressed his lips onto mine. I swear my heart stops. After a split second of being frozen, my hands automatically go to his hair, and I'm kissing him back. He moves his hands to my waist and pulls me closer, and kisses my cheek before pulling away. He takes a deep breath and looks into my eyes. "Y/N, you are the only thing I can think about anymore. I can't work, I can't sleep, I can't eat, all I want is to be near you. To have you. I'm in love with you, and I hope you feel the same." I stare at him in shock. I've always thought that he thought of me as a younger sister, bratty and annoying but someone he still hung out with for some reason, but hearing this, that he's in love with me, it's...i can't even explain it. I grab his shirt and pull him closer. "I've loved you since I came up in the box. You are the reason I feel at home here Gal, I love you." I give him a quick kiss. "But I don't want to get in trouble with Zart..." I say, laughing as I slowly walk away. He groans and grabs my waist, pulling me to him. "He'll live."

Dating Gally Moodboard

“Nobody gets me the way you do.”

“That's because you never trust other people enough to let them learn the real you.”

“Oh yeah. I forgot about that.”

!!TW BLOOD!!

Wanted to finish this animation for halloween but oh well Huge thanks to my classmate David Rhombus on youtube for helping me get started on After Effects Enjoy

shouts-out to Gally who said "nobody's perfect" after Minho asked why he was helping them out after he speared his lung out

first of all, that's the funniest response he could've probably said.

secondly I love that it shows how Minho and Gally interact with each other. How they're both emotional without being too vulnerable

"Why're you helping us" because I hurt you, and I regret it. This is my apology.

"Nobody's perfect" because I am admitting that I felt hurt by you, but I hurt you too, and I regret that. This is my apology. This is me forgiving you.

Imagine that one day, Newt decided that Minho was swearing too much, so he set a rule: for each swear word, Minho would spend an hour in the Pit without food. Newt told Chuck to follow Minho and count every forbidden word. By the end of the day, Newt had to cancel the punishment because Minho had sworn so many times that he’d have ended up in the Pit for three months. Poor Chuck had to clean his ears with bleach after spending the day with Minho.

Its true, i swear.

Dangerously Close (Prologue)

She had never trusted this place. After all, what people did the Scorch have to trust?

No one. That's who.

Whales are the very definition of sleeping with one eye open. They can only go completely unconscious in one part of their brain or else they’ll drown. Except, now there aren't any left to do so.

The point is that that was her. She never fully slept. Not when there were so many dangers out here. While her brain has adapted to it, it sometimes made her jittery and extremely paranoid. Any sound or sign of movement had her ready to run, shoot, or fight. Or worst of all, all three.

(The Maze Runner) He Gets Jealous

Author’s Note:  In my fics/imagines/headcanons, Gladers are aged up, and also movie version…  Also please bear with me, I’m getting the hang of Thomas’ character.

Thomas: He trusts you, and he knows you care for him, but he gets jealous on occasion.  He doesn’t want to make a big deal out of nothing, so he will quietly watch you and who you’re interacting with, distracted from whatever job he is currently occupied with.  He might ask you later in passing what you were talking about, but won’t say anything more.  He is more worried for your safety than anything.  Sometimes he’ll warn you about being alone with certain gladers, or check on you every now and then if he hasn’t seen you for a while.  He really doesn’t want to smother you or seem overbearing, he just worries.  If anyone makes you feel unsafe, he is bold in protecting you and making sure no harm comes to you.

Newt: He’s generally chill, but once in a while, an interaction in particular with another glader will bug him.  Maybe the guy was getting a little too friendly, or maybe you laughed just a little too hard at a joke he made.  Either way, Newt’s not going to make a scene.  He’s more on the petty, subtly possessive side.  If he’s not already in the vicinity, Newt will make his way over and inject himself into the conversation.  He wants not only your attention, but to also to shoo the other glader away and lay a silent claim.  If the person in question that’s giving you attention is being so forward as to make you feel uncomfortable or unsafe, Newt won’t hesitate to jump to your defense and be direct in telling them to back off.

Minho: He is rather confident in himself, you, and the relationship in general.  He isn’t one to really get jealous or possessive.  He actually finds it funny when greenies have crushes on you, and he’ll let them know you’re not available with a chuckle and a playful clap on the back.  He might even throw in some humorous bragging for good measure.  If someone means you any harm or discomfort, there will not be a trace of amusement in his eyes.  He will undoubtedly put himself between you and the threat, expression hard and intimidating.

Gally: He gets jealous rather easily in the Glade.  Early on, he has some insecurities to work through, so it’s a process.  He finds himself less tolerant of other gladers getting too friendly, and he gets irked when greenies come right out of the box staring at you.  He’ll get petty with you over it from time to time, but most of his anger is directed at the person who makes him feel threatened in some way.  One of the more level-headed keepers who he trusts will give him advice, and it’ll finally dawn on him that behaving like that will only push you away.  His patience and confidence begin to build from there.  He still gets jealous, but he doesn’t respond to it in such an unhealthy way.  He even starts teasing the greenies who are crushing on you, and relaxes a bit.  He still doesn’t hesitate to show others you’re his and lay claim.