stop gally


Requested by Anon #288

Newt: Are you sure you don’t need help with those Y/N?
Y/N: No, no, I got it Newt thanks.
Newt; Did you hear what happened to Zart?
Y/N: No. What happened?
Newt: Jeff is bandaging him up, apparently he got too distracted while working and the dumb shank hurt himself.
Y/N: How could he get distracted? There is nothing here worth staring at. No offence but it’s all just grass and the same walls.
Newt: I mean I get pretty distracted sometimes…
Y/N: By what?
Newt; Well in case you haven’t noticed Y/N, you’re the only girl in the glade. So for some people it can…distract them.
Y/N: *mumbles* Feelings mutual.
Newt: Wait what? Is there someone you like here?
Y/N: Maybe…
Newt: Do I know him?
Y/N: You know him very well. You could be the same person.
Newt: *leans in* Does he happen to have an accent?
Gally: Newt! *pulls him away* What the shuck are you doing?! 
Y/N: Gally let him go!
Gally: He was flirting with you! Newt you know I’ve told everyone to not even talk to Y/N, never mind flirt with her!
Y/N: You what?
Gally: I told all the boys to stop looking at you like you’re a piece of meat! You’re my sister and I’m not letting anyone, EVEN the second in command go near you!
Y/N: That isn’t your choice! Yes it annoys me how they look at me sometimes but telling them to not even talk to me is worse! Let Newt go!
Gally: You’re my sister, I have to protect you.
Y/N: *pulls Newt away* I flirted with him! I was the one who leaned in! Not him!
Newt: Y/N…
Gally: Stop protecting him.
Y/N: No. I can look after myself why can’t you trust me?
Gally: I’m only trying to look out for you.
Y/N: I know and I love you for that but you need to let me be me.
Gally: *sighs* Fine. But if any of the boys hurt you I get to make their lives hell.
Y/N: *laughs* Deal.

Newt's reaction to Teresa kissing Thomas
  • *Teresa Kisses Thomas*
  • -in the distance Newt watches with binoculars-
  • Minho: so what do you see Newt?
  • Newt:
  • Newt: bitch is taking my man.

Request: Hi! Can you please do an imagine where the reader first comes up in the maze and when Gally jumps into the box, she beats him up and Newt got sent down to convince her they aren’t dangerous? It would be nice if you could include a part where he gives her a tour and they feel something towards each other, but they are both too scared to admit it, but I know you’re busy so I wouldn’t mind if it got excluded. Maybe things could get a little heated if that’s okay with you…..

I know this is well overdue. I am so extremely sorry for being so late with my imagines. I know I asked for requests and disappeared just like that, but due to sudden unavoidable circumstances have I been inactive on Tumblr and only now started to write my long list of requested imagines. I promise I’ll get them done as soon as I can.

About this one… I kind of made Newt and the reader know each other before, because I couldn’t see such a quick connection without familiarity. I hope you don’t mind and that this imagine has lived up to your expectations. And again I apologize for the delay.

You blinked a few times, willing all of this to go away. Where were you? What were you doing here? Who were all these boys? Who were you?

You shook your head, denying everything. Why couldn’t you remember who you were?

Your thoughts were cut short as a boy jumped into the pit you were in. He was seventeen, maybe eighteen, with rough hands and a disgusting nose. You felt threatened.

“Hello?” he said, edging towards you. “I know you’re probably confused and sca-”  

You lunged at him before he could finish. Your arms and legs were flailing wildly, and your fist made contact with his jaw. He let out a guttural scream but they were cut short as you kneed his thigh. He doubled over and you kicked him.


And again.

Suddenly arms were pulling you back, dragging you away. Several, actually. You thrashed and swung your limbs only to have more hands stopping you. The boy- Gally, as you heard someone call him- was lying on his side and groaning, blood dribbling from his mouth as people tended to him. You felt guilty for a second, but survival instincts and panic took over your gut. You screamed at tried to squirm your way out of these people’s grasps.  

“It’s okay.” Someone said. The calmness of his voice made you falter and look up.

Two warm brown eyes stared deeply at you. “It’s alright. Everything’s okay.” The voice murmured, soothing you. A thumb gently rubbed your elbows, causing ripples of calm to pulse through your body. “You’re safe. No one’s going to hurt you.”

You felt clutching hands letting you go and only two still clasping your forearms.

You stilled and look fully at the boy holding you. He was tall, with soft sandy hair and thin orange lips, a tranquil and at the same time concerned look on his face. You felt yourself trust him almost immediately.

“You promise?” you whispered, hearing your voice for the first time.

“I promise.” He replied, squeezing your hand reassuringly.


“This here is the homestead, and there we have the fields.” said Newt; the boy who calmed you that other day in the box. He was giving you a tour of the Glade, the place you landed in with no recalling of how you got here. Or before that for the matter.

“What’s that?” you asked, pointing at the vertical large gap in the seemingly walled up site.

Newt’s expression turned dark. “It’s an entrance.” He replied.

“To where?”

“The maze.”

You gave him a questioning look.

“All in good time.” He said, patting your shoulder. You felt butterflies churn in your stomach when he touched you. You fended them off. You just met him, right? But you couldn’t shake off the feeling that you knew him before, like… you had a connection. Each time you smiled at each other it was like electricity hummed in the air.

“Just don’t go in there unless you want to be torn apart and eaten by loud and unseen creatures.” He said, causing you to snap back from your thoughts.

You furrowed your eyebrows and he laughed, even though there was an edge to his tone.

“Moving on.”

He guided you through the fields explaining about the rules as much as he could. You weren’t really paying attention to his words. All you could think about was that cute accent in his voice, which sounded so familiar, the way he ran his hands through his fluffy, gorgeous hair, the way his arms contracted when he walked that tuned his biceps… until he stopped talking.

He smiled, and you blushed knowing that he knew that you were checking him out.

Sort of.

You suddenly found the grass very interesting. You poked at it with your foot, refusing to look up.

He laughed, causing you to frown. “What?”

“Nothing.” He replied. He met your gaze and smiled. “You’re cute when you blush.”  

You reddened even further.

“This might sound strange, but I feel like…” he furrowed his eyebrows and sighed. “Forget it, it’s probably nothing.”

He continued showing you around the Glade, and all you could do was debate in your head about whether or not to tell him about the familiarity which you felt. After a while you decided not to, scared that he might think you were delusional. But you could almost swear he felt it too.


It had almost been a week since you had come to the Glade. By now you had grown accustomed to it and its rules. But not your feelings towards Newt. The connection between you two only seemed to grow which wouldn’t have been a bad thing if he admitted that he felt something too. You could almost hear the hum of electricity when you were around him.

Like right now, for instance.

“Pass me that box, Y/N?” he said.

You were helping him arrange some supplies in the homestead. You hadn’t got an official job yet so you just helped around here and there.

“When’s more stuff coming up?” you asked, handing him the box.

“After about three weeks.” He replied.

Newt reached for a shelf but abruptly slipped. You instinctively reached for him, only to result in you tripping and bumping into him; which in turn caused him to fall and land on top of you.

You blinked, your head slightly throbbing from hitting the floor. Your gaze came into focus, and you realized that Newt’s body was pressed against yours, his face only centimetres away. You blushed.

“I’m so sorry.” He grunted, attempting to get up.

All you could do was redden at the proximity of your bodies, your heart beating faster. His arms were on both sides of your head, his cascading locks brushing your brow, the pressure of his body causing you to let out a small gasp.

Newt stopped struggling and gazed at you, then your lips. You found yourself staring at his too.

You moaned as his lips moved against yours. Your arms circled his neck, kissing him back, letting out all your feelings into that embrace. Heat coursed through your body, and the feeling of his arms tightening around you as you rolled on the floor caused you to deepen the kiss. His tongue traced yours and youmoaned. He suddenly pulled back and both of you gasped.

You traced your fingertips along the back of his neck.

“There’s something I have to tell you.” He said, cupping your cheek with one hand as you sat up. “Ever since I first saw you, I had this feeling that I knew you before, like you meant something to me.” His thumb ran gently across your jaw line. “I felt this connection, this protectiveness over you. I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t bring myself to. I think… I think there was something between us before, before all this.”

You leaned into his touch and lightly pecked the tips of his fingers. “I felt the same way too. This familiar feeling came over me each time I saw you. I think you’re right.” You felt the corners of your mouth lift. “There was something between us before.”

Newt studied you intently. “What about now?”

You furrowed your eyebrows, pretending to think deeply. “What do you want us to be?”

“I don’t know…” he said playfully, leaning in. “A couple, maybe?”

You smirked. “Maybe.”


Request: So glad you opened requests! Could you do #30 with Newt! Thank you sooo much! Love your writing!

Prompt: #30 “Idk! Maybe because I desperately want you!”

Warnings: none

You were good friends with every boy in the Glade. Everyone adored you and most viewed you as a sister. Though there was one particular Glader that never viewed you as a sister. He viewed you as a crush; a lover. His name was Newt and it was safe to say that you liked him the most. He was always so calm, but also funny. You got along with him the most.

“Gally, no! Don’t do that,” you laughed as Gally messed around with some tools to make you laugh.

“What? What am I doing?” He chuckled at you.

“That, don’t do that,” you smiled wide as he attempted to juggle two hammers. “You can hurt yourself.” You snickered.

While this was going on, Newt watched from afar. He was walking past when he witnessed what was going on. He didn’t like it. He got jealous so easily. Any time you were with another Glader, he got a tint of jealousy.

“Gally, knock it off. Yu’re supposed to be working, not bloody playing.” Newt scolded the boy, walking up to the scene.

“Oh, come on, Newt. We’re just messing around,” you whined at him. 

“No, we need to get to work. There’s no time for playing right now.”

You rolled your eyes in annoyance. Gally stopped what he was doing, getting back to work. You walked off to where you were supposed to be, leaving Newt with crossed arms.

Later that day, you were laughing with Zart. You worked in the Gardens with him, and you two grew pretty close. Zart kept mocking other Gladers from afar, imagining what they were saying.

“Oh look, I’m Ben. Watch me hold all this lumber.” Zart mocked Ben’s voice while making a silly face. You laughed at him, covering your mouth.

“And I’m Gally. Watch me yell at everything, Rah!” You joined in.

Once again, Newt was getting jealous. He worked in the Gardens as well along with you and Zart. But he leaned a little on his shovel, envying Zart. He couldn’t help himself, he walked up to you and Zart.

“What is up with you today, Y/N? You’ve been slacking all day. Messing around and not doing work. I’m tired of it. Do your share,” he scolded you which was something he never did. “And you too, Zart. Get back to work.”

Once again, you rolled your eyes. You also scoffed. 

“What’s your issue today? I’m always doing my work, you know that. I always mess around, but I also get my work done. So why is today such a huge issue?”

You were fuming, getting real tired of Newt’s attitude. Though he didn’t reply. He looked like he was hiding something. 

“You know what? Come with me. We need to talk. Now.” Newt demanded. He didn’t even give you time to react. He grabbed your wrist and took you to the Homestead for some privacy. He took you up the stairs where his bedroom was.

“What the hell, Newt?” You shouted at him. “Why are you acting like this? You’re never like this. What are you hiding?”

“I’m hiding nothing. I’m just buggin’ tired of you playing and messing around with everyone. You need to get work done.”

“Oh, slim it! We can have a little fun in here, can’t we?”

Newt huffed, staring at you. You stared back, confused as to why he was acting so out of place. You sighed, running a hand through your hair.

“What’s really going on? You know this isn’t you. Talk to me.”

“I’m…” Newt started, but had a hard time spitting it out. “Jealous.”

“What? Jealous? Of what? I’m literally talking to people. How could you be jealous?”

I don’t know! Maybe because I desperately want you!” He spat out.

Your eyes went wide as you stared at him with disbelief in your eyes. You couldn’t find your voice at all. Your stomach dropped, heart raced, and you felt butterflies.

“Isn’t it bloody obvious? I love being around you. I love making you laugh. I always want to be with you. Always want to make sure you’re okay. I want to be yours and I want you to be mine. I thought I made that obvious.”

You opened your mouth but no words came. What could you say? You didn’t know, but before you knew it you started responding.

“I… I thought you were just being Newt. You’ve acted that way towards me from the very beginning. Since we met. I… I never expected you to like me. I never expected you to think of me that way…”

“Well I do, and clearly you–”

“I feel the same way,” you cute him off. Newt shut his mouth tight, looking at you with amazement. 


You nodded your head. It became silent then, you two just staring at one another. Neither of you knew what to do. Neither of you didn’t know how to respond. 

“Are we gonna stand here or are you going to kiss me?” You chuckled nervously. You were scared to kiss first for some reason, so it was all on Newt now.

Newt didn’t hesitate. He took a large step to you, grabbed your cheeks, and planted his lips right on yours. You two kissed a while, just one big kiss. Your lips never separated for the time being. 

“You’ve no idea how long I’ve been wishing for that,” you breathed.

“Trust me, I might have a clue,” he giggled. “Sorry I’ve been a slinthead today… That wasn’t fair to you.”

“It’s okay. Ease up. None of them will take me away from you, okay? Besides, they all view me as a sister.”

Newt’s lips twitched up. A smile formed on his mouth. He grabbed your hands in his, pulling you in for another kiss.

  • Minho: You have runner blood in you.
  • Y/N: Why would you say that?
  • Minho: You're always running, running away from work when possible, running away from Frypan's food, running towards Thomas and Gally to stop them from fighting, running away from your feelings for Newt and running away from confrontation of it with him.
  • Y/N: ... What are you trying to say?
  • Minho: You should become a runner!

request: Hey :) I really like your blog and wanted to ask for an imagine as well because I really love your writing style *.* Could you please write an imagine where the reader is always compared to Teresa. She is much more curvier than Teresa and therefor bullied by some gladers. She feels very fat an starts having her lunch alone in the Deadheads. One day, Newt joins her there and he shows her how much he thinks she is beautiful. So it would be a smut-imagine if you dont mind ;) Thank youuu :*

warnings: smut (-:

first person


  “Hey Teresa,” I turned my head to see Minho running up to walk with me and the only other girl in the Glade, Teresa. “Oh hi, Y/N.”

  I faked a small smile. Ever since Teresa had come up in the box it was as if the guys didn’t know I even existed anymore. They were always trying to get close to her or make her laugh and wouldn’t even pay attention to me unless they wanted me to do something for them. I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous and self conscious about the situation, but I didn’t want anybody to know. They’d probably just think I want all the attention to yourself.

  “Whaddya want, Minho?” Teresa asked, her smile beaming.

  “Oh, nothing,” he smirked. “Just the chance to gaze upon your beauty,” Minho winked and Teresa chuckled. She was beautiful, I had to admit it. She was skinnier than I was, and she had nice hair and pretty eyes.

  “Oh, shut up,” Teresa slapped Minho on the side of his head.

  “Uhm, sorry, Teresa. I forgot I have something to do back by the Homestead. I’ll, uh, catch you later,” I didn’t really have anything to do, I just wanted to get away from the cheesy compliments Minho was throwing at Teresa. As I turned and walked away from the two of them, I caught the eyes of Newt. He was the most beautiful person in the place, in my opinion. His deep, smooth voice made me melt on the spot – as did his smile and everything else about him. I would be lying if I said I didn’t want him. I smiled at him and he did the same. I felt butterflies in my stomach and I started to blush when I suddenly collided with another Glader. Gally.

  “Whoa, watch it, Second-Best,” he laughed his words.

  “What?” I asked him, feeling the butterflies fly away.

  “I said, watch it Second-Best,” his arms folded across his body as he stared down at me.

  “Second-Best? What the hell does that mean?”

  “It means, Y/N, that you are the second best looking girl in the shuck place. You know, the second best to sleep with. The second best to date. The second best to do anything with,” he stated bluntly and stared over at where Teresa was now walking with three other Gladers. The way Gally said this made me feel like the least wanted person in the world.

  “But there’s only two of us girls here,” I pointed out.

  “No kidding,” he said. “Maybe you’d be first if Teresa there wasn’t so damn pretty,” he chuckled and turned to face the other direction, walking away as if he hadn’t just crushed my ego.

  Out of my peripheral vision I could see Newt making his way over to me. I knew I was going to start crying, and I didn’t want him to see me in this sort of state so I immediately faced the other way and started walking. It was about time for the Gladers to have lunch, but I suddenly lost your appetite after what had happened with Gally.

  I kept my head down as I rushed towards the Deadhead, the only place I could sit alone without someone comparing me to Teresa. As soon as I had ran in deep enough I hugged a tree. I hugged it. The tears began streaming down my face, dropping to the ground and feeding the roots of the tree. I sunk down to my knees before shifting my weight off of them and sitting on my butt. My back leaned against the tree trunk and I buried my face in my hands.

  I tried to keep my sobs quiet, but it was hard. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Gally had said. What he called me. The exact same thoughts kept passing through my mind.

  “Is that really what they all think of me? Am I really second-best at everything? I wonder what Newt thinks about me…”

  As if right on queue I hear Newt’s voice coming closer through the thick trees. “Y/N? Y/N, are you here?”

  “I just want to be left alone right now, Newt,” I exclaimed when I heard his footsteps nearing me. It had been all I wanted to spend some alone time with Newt, but not when I was like this. He had stopped right in front of me and bent down.

  “Look, I saw what happened with you and Gally, today,” he started, and it made the sobs come out even more. “Hey, shh. You’re okay, Y/N. There’s no need to cry.”

  He moved closer to me and wrapped his arms around my shaking figure. My heart skipped a beat when I felt his breath against my neck. He rubbed my back with his hands, soothing me. My hands were still covering my face. The crying had lessened but my breathing wasn’t quite back to normal yet. Newt brought one of his hands up and ran his fingers through my hair.

  “Y/N, there’s something I want you to know,” he whispered, pulling away from me. I looked up into his beautiful eyes, blushing under his gaze. “I want you to know that, no matter how much worthless you might think you are, no matter how many times a day you tell yourself that you’ll never be as good as Teresa, no matter how many Gladers call you ‘Second-Best’… I will always be here for you. Since the first day you came up to the Glade in that box you’ve been all I could think about. You’re the most beautiful, gorgeous, most amazing girl I know, Y/N. I don’t care what those other shanks tell you, you mean the world to me.”

  The tears and shaky breaths seemed to disappear all of a sudden. There was no sign of the sobbing mess I had been just moments before. My heart was beating faster, and I didn’t know what to say. “Newt, I..”

  “You mean the world to me,” he repeated. “And I’m gonna show it to ya.”

  “Newt, what are you-” I was cut off by Newt’s lips crashing against my own. I moved one of my hands to the back of his neck, pulling him closer, and I pressed the other one against his chest. He ground our hips together and I moaned a little into the kiss. He smirked against my lips and began pulling down my pants. He pushed our crotches together again, and I could feel how hard he was already. I felt myself becoming wetter, and I wanted him to do something more.

  As if he could read my mind he hooked my panties down and slid them off of my legs in one swift movement. He moved his lips down so that he was sucking on the base of my neck. I felt his fingers trailing down slowly to my core. I let out a gasp when Newt reached my center. He rubbed circles against my clit with his thumb, and I arched my back against the tree. He pulled away from where he was kissing my neck and leaned back until he was face to face with the folds of my pussy.

  “Shuck, Y/N, you’re dripping,” he chuckled, placing a soft kiss against me.

  “Newt, please,” I whined, lifting my hips off of the ground slightly before he pushed them back down. “Do something, please.”

  He obeyed, licking up my soaking folds. I moaned as he continued sucking on me, nibbling here and there.

  Newt took one of his hands away from my hips and moved it down. His fingertips teased my entrance and I bucked my hips up in desperation.

  “Relax, baby,” he mumbled against me. Without warning he pushed one of his fingers inside of me. I sighed out in relief that he was actually doing something. He added another finger, thrusting them in and out of my wet hole.

  “Oh my god, Newt,” I whimpered as he thrusted his fingers faster. The moans slipped out of me uncontrollably, the pleasure building up within me. Newt continued sucking on my clit while his fingers were busy pleasuring me. His mouth opened and closed around my lips, and I knew I was almost there. He pushed his fingers deep into me, curling them and hitting just the right spots. “Shuck.”

  “You’re the most beautiful girl here, Y/N,” he stated, thrusting his fingers faster and harder. “Look at me, gorgeous.”

  I opened my eyes and looked down at him. I was moaning louder now, not trying to keep them in anymore.

  “The most. Beautiful. Girl. Ever.”

  With the last word that came out of his mouth I exploded around his fingers. I cried out his name as my orgasm washed over my entire body. He helped me ride out my high, slowing the thrusts of his fingers before pulling them out and sucking them clean. He kissed me down there once more before crawling back up to meet my eyes.

  My breathing was unsteady, this time for a good reason. After I had relaxed I leaned up and pressed our foreheads together. Newt leaned in and kissed me, cupping my face in his hands.

  “Do you believe me, Y/N?” he asked innocently. “Do you believe you’re worth more than you think you are, now?”

  “If I say no can we do this again?” I giggled.

  “Baby, we’ll do this again no matter what,” he chuckled, kissing my forehead.

  “I love you, Newt,” I sighed, snuggling into his chest.

  “I love you, too, beautiful.”


a/n: eek this is the only imagine i’ve written in first person. if i accidentally switched to third person at any part in the story pleaase let me know, lmao. i hope you liked this one, darling.


You knew things were going to end badly when you saw Gally approaching you and Zart with an angry look on his face.

“Gally don’t!” You began but it was too late to reason with him. Gally had already spun Zart around and punched him in the face. Zart’s nose was extremely bloody as he retreated away from Gally. Gally tried to go after him but you held him back.

“You think you can’t just flirt with her and get away with it” Gally growled spit practically flying from his mouth.

“Gally stop it, stop it” you said desperately trying to calm him down. You’ve never truly seen Gally this angry. You figured Zart learned his lesson after this and wouldn’t try anything anymore.

I Can Fix That...

Fandom: The Maze Runner
Pairing: Newt x Female!Reader
Writer: imaginesofeveryfandom aka thequeenofthehobbits
Summary: He was mister fix it…

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Frustration (Gally)

{Requested by anonymous}

A/N: The request was pretty long, so I’m just going to paraphrase but if you want to read the request I did post it earlier.

Description: Gally and Y/N have always been at odds with each other and get into yelling matches almost everyday. When Y/N is ranting, Gally kisses her and walks away. When confronted about it later in another argument, Gally angrily admits his feelings and Y/N feels the same way.

Warnings: None

Word count: 1321


Your heart threatens to burst out of your ribcage at the speed it’s going. Your stomach churns and you fall to your knees. Where were you? Why couldn’t you remember anything? And why on earth were you in a moving metal box?

After what had to be a lifetime, the box comes to a halt, but not without first forcing you to cover your ears from a deafening alarm. You breathe faster than you probably ever have before and the top of the box is lifted open by a silhouette. Your eyes start to adjust and then go wide.

The person who opened the box was a blond boy, who called to the others behind him. Other boys. Only boys. Why? The boy who opened the top had a British accent and he looked down at you with very intrigued eyes.

You were lifted out of the box, against your will, and thrown on the surface. It seemed like you were in a field, with handmade buildings and a forest on the edge. But the most captivating thing around you was, well, cement walls that towered above your head and trapped you inside of this odd place. You got to your feet and pushed past a couple muscular boys towards an opening in the giant walls.

“Not so fast, Greenie!” A voice called from behind you and grabbed your shirt, yanking you backwards until you fell. The air was knocked out of your lungs and you glared at the boy that stood above you. He was muscular with odd eyebrows that actually complimented his facial features. You had to admit, he was good looking, even if he was a jerk.

You pushed yourself to your feet and brushed the dirt off yourself and cast a distrusting stare at the boy who pulled you backwards. “What is this place?”

“A nightmare,” he responded.


You’d been here for two months now, and nothing had gotten much better. You were friends with Minho and a couple others, but Gally just frustrated you beyond words. Every time you’d try to talk to him, nothing came of it but an argument. Once you were almost successful in a serious conversation, but he put up his stupid wall again and shut you off. Why wouldn’t he just talk to you?

You were a builder too, which was against Gallys vote. When your job was decided he told Alby you should’ve been a Slopper, which only made you and him get into a yelling match. But now here you were, working beside him with a wall of annoyance and irritation between the both of you every second.

“Those boards aren’t close enough,” Gally mutters for you to hear. You pause what you were doing and look at him.

“I’m doing it exactly how you told me to, Gally. And the boards can’t get any closer, slinthead.” You grit your teeth and, to prove your point, start to hammer in the nail you’d placed on top of the board, just to make it official.

Gally stepped away from mending a wall and folded his arms. “The rain is going to seep right through that!” He rolls his eyes at you. “I should’ve just done it myself.”

You part your mouth and pull the hammer away from the board. “Fine then! You do it, since obviously only Gally, our King and Ruler, can nail two boards together.” You hand the hammer to Gally but he doesn’t take it.

“What did you call me?” He steps up to you and raises his eyebrows.

“You heard me,” you mutter and start to sand a wooden plank.

“You know what, shank? I’m the Keeper of the builders. I-”

“Congratulations! I was wondering when you’d figure it out.”

A fire lit in Gallys eyes and you waited for his outburst. “I’m reporting you to Alby.”

“Go for it. Good luck explaining why you’re reporting me at all.”

You swore you could see steam billow out of his ears. He turned on his heel and marched over to Alby. You knew Alby wouldn’t do anything, since you and Gally were known for your fights.

The next day, you hold your head up high as you always did and go to work. You knew Gally was watching you with some frustration. He just…didn’t get you. Why weren’t you intimidated by him like all the others? What made you so different?

You start to carve a piece of wood for a chair Frypan needed when Gally stepped in front of you. Not again…

You spoke up before he could. “Listen, shuck face. I don’t care how I’m ‘doing it wrong’ or how much you despise me. I’m going to make this stupid chair how I think it should be made okay? So you can just take your criticism and your stupid remarks and just-”

Gally rolled his eyes and grabbed the hem of your shirt. He pulled you forward until his lips were on yours and you stared at him, eyes wide open.


Suddenly Gally breaks the kiss and pushes you back. He turned around and walked away without a word.

You stand there, stunned. You hadn’t moved an inch since he broke the kiss and your lips still felt his on them. You touched your bottom lip and stared in confusion at his retreating form.

Lunch time was as crowded and busy as ever, with boys yelling and laughing, Frypan dishing out food and Chuck telling bad jokes. You were sat at the only available table left and were pretty comfortable there, until he sat down. Gally.

You rolled your eyes but hesitated a little. Was he going to talk about what happened earlier? Or completely ignore it?

You continued to eat your lunch in silence until Gally sighed. “Do you have to be so loud?”

You opened your mouth a little and shook your head in disbelief. “Forgive me for breathing audibly! My apologies, your Highness.”

Gally stood and you stood with him, not quite done. The Gladers around you quieted down and settled for another yelling match between you and Gally.

“Stop calling me that!”

“Why?” You said loudly. “What, does it bother you? I’m only trying to be polite, your majesty.” You smirked a little.

He moved towards you but you held your ground, crossing your arms. You weren’t one to back down from an argument with him.

Gally groaned. “Should have sent you back in the box the day you arrived. All you’ve been is trouble!”

You wanted to laugh at Gallys bluff. If he wanted to play, that was fine too. “Oh really? Because that’s sure not how you felt when you kissed me earlier!”

Every single mumble or whisper around you died out and there was no sound from anyone except your and Gallys angry breathing. “I did that to shut you up,” Gally covered.

You shook your head. “You’re unbelievable! What are you so afraid of, Gally? What are you not saying?”

Gally huffed and looked around at the Gladers. They all waited for his answer and you could almost see his face go a little red. Out of anger or embarrassment, you weren’t sure.

He threw his hands up. “I like you! Okay? I like your stupid hair and your stupid voice and every stupid thing about you. But the frustrating thing is that nothing about you is stupid at all!”

Gally stared at you with something in his eyes you’d never seen before. This was his genuine feelings, and he’d finally shared something with you.

You take a step closer to him and this time you’re the one grabbing his shirt collar. “Do you know how shuckin’ long I’ve been waiting for you to say that?”

Gallys eyebrows furrowed before you pressed your mouth to his roughly, this time promising that the next fight you got in would be about who the better kisser was.


Gally : “Back off asshole she’s my little sister !”

Thomas : “Sorry.. I.. I didn’t know that”

Your brother push Thomas to the ground

[Y/N] : “Gally stop it please !”

Gally looks at you and then at Thomas again 

Gally : “If you ever touch her again, I will kill you greenie”


“Hello sweetheart.” Gally’s strong arms wrapped around your waist as he greeted you. You smiled as he pressed a kiss to your jawline before letting you leave the homestead, you both froze when the alarm sounded across the Glade, before he could object you’d begun running across the Glade and skidded to a halt next to Newt who was yanking open the doors.


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Weak Spot (Gally x Reader)

Character: Gally

Fandom: Maze Runner

Title: Weak Spot

Requested by anon:

Hey! Could you please do a Gally fluff where he tries to intimidate the new Greenie but you decide to mess with him for once and act all mushy and cuddly towards him so he looks anything but? Thank you!! :)

Again. Another day in the Glade and another argument Gally had with someone.

I rolled my eyes and sighed as I waited for the yelling to stop. I liked Gally, I really did, but he was starting to annoy me for real.

We didn’t even talk. Just once when I was still a Greenie did we chat for a while.

From then on, we only spoke if it was strictly necessary to work or because someone asked me to fetch him. That was all.

Luckily, Gally didn’t pick on me. Maybe because Minho was my best friend and him and Gally disagreed too much.

Maybe it was about time that I started talking to him. Maybe mess with him and on top of all get him to stop telling people off.

I grinned to myself as I found a perfect way to do so and that would startled him. That would be fun.


Gally’s shouts could be heard all over the Glade. He was picking on the new Greenie again.

I looked over at Newt, who was watching Alby as he walked towards his second in command.

“Who is it this time?” Alby tiredly asked as he stopped in front of the blond.

“No bloody idea”

“We need to intervene”

Newt just sighed and held his fist up in the air. His friend did the same.

Alby nodded and they played rock paper scissors.

I laughed at the sight of the leader and the second in command deciding who was going to take care of that in that way.

“Boys” I interrupted them just as Newt was using scissors and Alby rock.

They looked at me, surprised.

“I think it’s time to use a new technique” I smugly said, completely sure that my little plan would work perfectly.

“Great” Newt piped up. “Any bloody brilliant ideas, Y/N?”

“As a matter of fact, yes” I began to walk towards the racket that Gally was causing.

“Y/N, wait!” Alby called me, but I ignored him.

Newt must have been really curious about what I wanted to do, because he stopped Alby as he tried to follow me.

Guiding myself with the annoying yelling, I soon found Gally.

The Greenie put up with the scolding, exasperated and fed up as he waited for it to finish.

“There you are, Gally!” While he was still facing his back to me, I threw my arms around him in a big hug.

Shocked, he stopped yelling at the new Greenie.

The brown-haired boy looked at me with wide eyes. What was his name again? Ted? Toby? Thomas?

“What?” Gally uttered, turning around to look at me in astonishment.

“Hi” I sweetly smiled at him, batting my eyelashes flirtatiously.

I rested my chin on his shoulder as I hugged him tight.

“What are you doing?!” Gally yelled, a tad angry.

However, when I slightly pulled away to glare at him he was blushing.

I heard a few discrete chuckles and snorts coming from our friends. The Gladers were sure enjoying Gally’s embarrassment.

“I’m hugging you, silly” I shrugged one shoulder, not letting my smile falter.

“I can see that” To my surprise, even if his voice was firm and annoyed, he didn’t push me away. “I meant why?”

With the corner of my eye, I looked at the Greenie.

He was smiling as he watched the mighty Glader being defeated by my simple embrace.

“Because I felt like it” I placed my hands in the back of his neck and played with the ends of his hair. “Isn’t that reason enough?”

Gally opened his mouth to say something but as he was so flustered, he closed it again. He then visibly gulped.

Not only did I enjoy his sudden shyness, but the feeling of his body close to me was intimate and nice.

I liked Gally in a way. I always had.

And as I realized that, I froze. I didn’t really know how to behave anymore and the hug became a little awkward.

“Thanks for the chat, Gally” The Greenie piped up and walked away calmly.

Feeling confident again because the tiger had turned into a cute little harmless kitty, I gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“See you later, handsome”

Gally stood there, not moving, too dazed by what had just happened.

As I walked to the Homestead, I subtly high fived Minho and Newt on my way.


I was calmly sitting in my room in the Homestead –perks of being the only girl in the Glade, you get your own room –when someone came in without knocking.

“What you did to Captain Gally was awesome” Minho.

“Go ahead, come in” I joked as he sat next to me.

“That’ll teach him, right?” My best friend grinned at me and enthusiastically patted my back. “If he ever goes nuts again we’ll just tell you to go hug him”

Minho began laughing, but I frowned.

“He doesn’t go nuts” What he had said wasn’t true. Maybe Gally had a little bit of temper and sometimes couldn’t control it. But he wasn’t crazy.

Minho stared at me and stood up in astonishment.

“You like Captain Gally, don’t you?”

I opened my mouth to reply, but he was already on the door. As he walked away, I heard his laughter and I rolled my eyes.

I lowered my glance until it rested on the floor and I heard the door yet again.

“Minho, if you’re gonna get annoying with it, you better go play with the Grievers” I mumbled, annoyed.

“Hi” It wasn’t Minho’s voice, so I looked up.

I tried to hide my surprise when I saw Gally standing there at the door.

At first he didn’t say anything, he just glanced at me, as if analyzing me.

I thought he would be mad because I made him look inoffensive and pretty much ruined his tough guy reputation. But instead he just looked puzzled.

“Hello” I said casually to break the ice.

“What was that all about, huh?”

I grinned and walked closer to him.

“Did I bother you?”

He ignored the question and replied with another one.

“Why did you…. I mean, why did you feel like hugging me?” It was bugging him for real, wasn’t it?

“I just did” As a test, I placed my arms over his shoulders, not trying to hug him or get any closer to him. Just a candid and innocent gesture.

He relaxed under my touch.

Being all flirtatious towards him had worked so he could slim it and stop terrorizing everyone. But it also brought me closer to him, made me get his attention. Two birds with one stone.

Gally looked into my eyes and I smiled at him. To my surprise, even if he was still confused and a bit astonished, he smiled back.

Maybe I found his weak spot.

I broke the eye contact and wrapped his torso with my arms.

Being all cuddly and mushy, I snuggled closer to him and rested my cheek against his chest as my height naturally allowed me to do it.

“I still don’t understand anything” He absently mumbled as he put his arms around me too.

“Why do girls behave like this toward boys?” I asked him, searching his face for a reaction. But all I saw was confusion.

Still, he refused to break away.


Because they like them? Seriously, Gally, you’re so slow sometimes.

But I didn’t say anything to him. Instead, I just showed him a cheeky grin.

“Nevermind” I rolled my eyes and walked away from Gally.

I guessed he’d have to figure it out.


Piggy back ride.

Ship: Gally x Reader

Rating: Fluff

request anonymus: :Imagine a newcomer from the box meeting Gally and he acts all obnoxious and tough because he has a reputation as a Builder and the newcomer starts to have a crush on Gally, who notices and reciprocates in small and adorable ways ◉‿◉

Being the newbie sucked. You didn’t get noticed

And all the boys didn’t have very high expectation of you.

You felt kind of alone being the only girl next to Teresa and since she was

Very interesting there was nothing left for you.

But when you met Gally everything changed. You had to try out for builder

And even though you actually sucked at it Gally kept being patient.

More the less in a teacher way but he was still nicer than most of the guys

But you hope he hadn’t noticed because you had been staring at him the whole time.

Everything about him just caught your eye.

It just made you want to be with him. “Hey (y/n) can you help me with that?”Gally asked you. You had been hammering nails for a while and was happy you could

Do something else and especially since you had to help Gally.

“Could you hold that for me” You grabbed the wooden board and hold it up

For him so He could attach it. “Just a little closer”

You slowly moved closer to him trying to avoid any eye contact

Because looking into his eyes you made you weak.

But you had noticed Gally hadn’t stopped looking at you.

Gally slowly moved his hand over the wooden board and slightly touched you hand.

“If you hold it like that“ He said

Moving your fingers across the wooden board.  “Perfect” – “Wow Gally you really do

Know how to make a hand feel special” you say giggling.  “I guess I just have that effect” He said with a smirk. You hoped for a little bit of a longer conversation but Gally went back to his work.

And you went back to hammering nails trying to not hammer them into your hand.

You wanted to come up with something witty to say but that wasn’t you strongest point. Gally came walking towards you. “You do have the right hands for building” he said “ I don’t know if that is meant to be a compliment” you answer him “Well, If you become a builder you get more of this” he says gesturing to himself. “Well how could I say no to that offer right?” Gally grinned. you both were silent for a while when Gally came back from getting somethin from the homestead.. 

“I think it’s time for a little break” he said after a while “Thank you, My arm really started to get sour” you say dropping one of the wooden boards. “Your legs look a bit sour to” he says “what is that supposed to mean?” you ask him,  Gally shrugged but he came running into your direction

Grabbed you by your waist and swung you over his shoulder.  “ Oh my god Gally put me down!”

You yelled at him but if you were going to be really honest you didn’t mind at all. “Nah I think you have done enough for today” He grabbed you a little tighter and walked you to the homestead. “Really Gally? Now” you started slamming your fists against his back, but he didn’t put you down until you reached the homestead. “You are still cute when you’re scared” he said grinning “Well, I guess that means more piggyback rides for me” you answer “you got it” He said.