Capture The Flag - Mark Fischbach

Capture the flag - Mark Fischbach

When you and Mark were invited to take part in a giant game of ‘Capture the Flag’ along with 28 other gamers to promote the new Warcraft movie, the two of you jumped at the opportunity, agreeing immediately. However, the people organizing the game decided to spark rivalry between the two of teams and put the two of you, often referred to as ‘YouTube’s cutest couple’, as the captains of the two teams, you leading the Horde and Mark leading the Alliance. At first the two of you were slightly sad you would be against each other but soon your competitive sides emerged and neither of you could wait for the game.

The day finally arrived and the two of you arrived at the location and were immediately blown away by it. Soon you found your other friends such as MatPat, who was on your team, and Jordan, who was on Mark’s team, and Mark started vlogging some behind-the-scenes for his channel. Slowly your team assembled and the competitiveness went through the roof and, after a quick good luck kiss, you and Mark parted ways to give your teams ‘inspirational speeches’ which involved a lot of shouting and cheering.

Soon the game started and colour bombs were flying everywhere, you managing to hit a few people on the other team but eventually getting hit. Luckily, you were soon released and you went back to throwing. This went on for a short while, one team occasionally making progress until they were pushed back by the other team, until Mark started a sudden offensive attack by his team and they steadily made their way towards your flag. You quickly glanced over to your team mates and came to a decision that you had to move now.

You snuck through the maze, bending down to avoid being seen by the other team, Mat and Maude following behind you in order to defend you from any attacks. Luckily, they were all focused on their sudden surge towards your team’s flag, leaving theirs unprotected. You took the opportunity to run to their hill and grab the flag, quickly pulling it out and you ran back into the maze with only their jailed team mates noticing you. You weaved your way through the obstacles and made a last dash back to your hill, the other team just noticing you as you ran into your area and up the hill before planting the flag in the ground, setting off the signal for the end of the game.

The rest of your team joined you as you all celebrated your victory before you made eye contact with Mark from across the room, his eyes shining with pride. You worked your way out of the crowd of your elated team mates and ran towards Mark, jumping into his arms when you reached him as he spun you around, making you laugh as he congratulated you on getting past his “ninja senses” before he gently placed you back down, pressing a kiss to your forehead before linking your fingers together as the two of you went off to talk to the other gamers. Mat came up to you and gave you a high five before the three of you started talking and laughing, especially after Mat told you and Mark that you two were “#goals” as you leant on Mark’s shoulder.

The two of you finally made your way home after spending most of the day with the other gamers and got changed out of your paint-covered clothes and into your pyjamas. You walked into your bedroom and found Mark lying on your bed, waiting for you, stretching out his arms when he saw you walk in. You smiled to yourself and lay down next to him, resting your head in the crook of his neck as he draped his arm across you waist. He pressed a kiss to your forehead as you sighed contentedly before falling into a peaceful sleep.

Reunited - Aris (Maze Runner)

Requested by enchantclouds: Can you do an imagine where the reader saves everyone like the way Brenda and her father did in the TST movie, and all of the boys are attracted towards her after that, but she’s dating Aris. (sorry if it’s too complicated)

Sorry it took so long, I hope you like it!

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*Your POV*

You had been on lookout for any Cranks when a giant Berg flew over your head. You scrambled under one of the broken cars to hide yourself, your finger on your gun trigger and watched the Berg fly towards the campsite where the rest of the group were. When the Berg started its descent, you crawled out from your hiding place and glanced around; trying to find anything you could use to help the others. Your eyes landed on a blue car, the least beaten up of the collection. It still seemed to work and you found the keys tucked under the seat.

You ran through the car wreckages, jumping over fallen parts, collecting weapons from the other abandoned lookout points. You found a bag and started loading the weapons into the bag hurriedly. You heard yelling in the distance and ran back to the car. You threw the bag next to you and drove to the campsite as fast as you could.

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*3rd person*

Gunfire blazed as people ran around in a state of frenzy. A state of chaos ensued as people were rounded up and forced into kneeling in lines. The gladers from Group A were pushed to the front. A man surrounded by armed men walked forwards, scanning the crowd.

“Where’s Thomas?” He asked, still searching for the missing boy.

“I’m here.” He pushed through the crowd, making his way over to the other gladers, kneeling beside them. The man smirked and started addressing the crowd, not noticing the bomb and detonator Thomas had. In a flash, Thomas was up, holding out the bomb at arm’s length. The man stopped in alarm.

“Thomas.” He warned, “Think about what you’re doing.”

“I’m tired of this Jansen.” He explained, “Too many have died because of WICKED.” His friends gathered behind him.

“We’re with you Tommy.” Newt said, the others nodding with him. Thomas flicked the top off the detonator and everyone froze. As he was about to press the button, a car came crashing in, running into a building as all heads snapped towards it. A girl jumped out, her (Y/H/C) hair flying behind her. She pulled a pistol out of her belt and started shooting the armed men. This unfroze everyone, and the chaos started again. The men from the Berg started shooting as the people from the crowd surged forwards. The girl ran over to the gladers, throwing guns to them before running off to help the others.

The next ten minutes were a blur of gunfire, screaming and running. Eventually it died down as the Berg took off with Teresa and Minho inside. The mysterious girl approached the gladers who were watching her as she drew closer.

“Is everyone alright?” She asked, her eyes scanning the boys for any major injuries. They nodded, unable to form words out of amazement for this girl who saved them. They watched dumbly as she shrugged off her jacket and sat on a rock, running her hands through her windswept hair.

Their attention was pulled away by two figures, Aris and Sonya, shouting their names as the walked towards them. The girl’s head snapped towards the approaching pair and her (Y/E/C) eyes widened as she pushed herself up off the rock.

“Aris?” She asked quietly, before she took off running towards him. “Aris!” The boy dropped his weapon in shock.

“Y/N!” He sped up until they met in the middle as Y/N jumped into his arms and he spun her around. They looked each other in the eyes for a few seconds before closing the gap between their lips.

“I thought you were dead!” Y/N muttered with tears in her eyes, her forehead touching his.

“I thought you were dead too.” Aris replied softly. Y/N looked him in the eyes before pulling him in to a hug again. At that moment, it didn’t matter that there was a deadly virus everywhere or that WICKED was still out there, taking people and trying to find a cure. All that mattered was that they were together again and not even WICKED could tear them apart.

Shot

awesomenewtimagines - What about a Newt imagine where it's basically the same as the scorch trials movie but the reader was in the maze with Aris and they are best friends. Instead of Minho knocking out the guard the reader does that. And while running out of the compound the reader get shot, nothing serious, just a flesh wound on the upper arm. Since the moment Newt saw the reader he felt like he knew her, like Thomas felt like he knew Teresa and the reader feels that way about Newt too. The reader is fearless, protective of the people she love, hates having people take care of her, or worry about her. So she doesn't tell them that she was shoot right away. They figure out she was shoot when Thomas and Newt is fighting about not having a plan and she almost faints do to blood loss. (the bullet hit a blood vessel) not to much fluff. And you don't have to stop writing in the mall, continue maybe to the end of the movie? I don't mind it being long and multiple parts, but if you like it short and have a good idea for a short one, don't let me stop you. Write how you want to!

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You followed the others half way down the corridor before stopping and turning to the other end.

"Y/N! What are you doing? Come on!" Newt yelled, but you ignored him and took off running in the direction you had just come from.

'I hope this works', you thought to yourself, the shouts of the others barely audible over the sound of the air whistling in your ears. As you reached the end of the corridor you slid along the floor, swinging your leg into the legs of the guard who had just rounded the corner, causing him to fall to the floor and hit his head on the wall, his gun sliding across the smooth surface.

You grabbed the gun and pushed yourself off the floor and ran back to join the others, met with looks of astonishment and pride.

"Are we gonna wait around for more guards or are we gonna go?" You asked, resting the gun on your shoulder. The reply was a mixture of silence and laughs, making you grin and walk off down the corridor, trying to find a way out.

The group followed Thomas to the medical ward where Teresa was being kept. You stood back as Thomas ran over to Teresa, helping her up, your gun pointed at the rattling door. In a flash, Thomas and Newt had smashed the window with chairs and you threw Thomas the gun before you climbed through the window, Newt helping you to make sure you didn't get cut by the shards of glass.

You soon found yourself running alongside Newt again, trying to get away from Jansen and his guards, your fingers linked as you helped him run faster until you arrived at a door. Thomas swiped the key card again and again, the mechanism denying access every time.

Thomas turned to face Janson as the rest of your group tried in vain to get the door open. You watched as Thomas moved towards Janson, pointing the gun at him before the door opened and Thomas started firing.

You heard another gunshot and felt something hit your arm, pain radiating off it, but you tried to ignore it as the group ran for the big door that lead to the 'Scorch'. Thomas managed to get the door open and you followed the others out into the unknown, ripping a piece of cloth off the bottom of your shirt to tie around your wound, hoping the others wouldn't notice. You saw Newt glance back at you and slow down to wait for you to catch up before the two of you chased after the others.

The group finally arrived at what looked like an abandoned mall and you all slid down the sand dune and stumbled in. You took in your surroundings as best you could with the slight darkness around the edge of your vision, pressing down on the cloth tied around your arm. You heard faint conversation between Thomas and Newt which soon turned into an argument, bringing your attention to them.

"You brought us this whole way and you don't have a plan?" Newt yelled, a mixture of shock and anger on his face. Suddenly you felt light-headed and tried to find something to lean on, accidentally pushing something metal off a surface, drawing attention to you.

"Y/N?" Newt asked gently, his tone changing as he took a few steps in your direction. You looked up at the group, taking in their looks of concern and confusion before your legs gave out from underneath you and you fell to the floor, your vision blackening.

"Y/N!" Startled voices cried out and you felt yourself being pulled into someone's arms, brushing your hair out of your face as the others crowded around you.

"What happened to her?" You heard Aris ask, worry evident in his voice.

"I don't know!" Newt replied; obviously flustered before you felt a hand brush across the wound, causing you to flinch slightly. Moments later you felt your makeshift bandage being pulled off your arm and heard sharp intakes of breath and you guessed they had seen the blood and the bullet hole.

“Oh my god.” Aris whispered and you could imagine his hand covering mouth as it had done so many times before in the glade.

“I don't understand, when did she get shot?” Newt questioned loudly, his panic shown very expressly in his tone.

“It must've been on the way out, y’know with Janson and his guards…” Thomas muttered, his voice just audible.

“Does anyone know anything we can do to help her?” Minho asked, taking control of the situation.

“I don't know man, we don't have a lot to work with.” Winston sighed and you heard Newt’s breathing speed up and become uneven.

“We have to do something!”

“Frypan see if you can find any cloth we can use as a bandage for her arm.” Minho instructed and Frypan quickly set off, trying to find something to help. “Whilst he's looking, everyone else try and get as much stuff as we can take with us. Newt, you stay here with Y/N.”

The group dispersed, leaving Newt holding your body in an unconscious state, your head resting on his lap and one hand with your fingers loosely intertwined. You could feel Newt’s shaky breaths and he tried to calm himself.

“How could I let this happen to you?” Newt quietly said to you, making sure the others didn't hear. You wished you could convince your eyes to open and make yourself sit up to tell him it's not his fault, but your body was ignoring you. The two of you remained in silence until you heard shouts in the distance causing Newt to sit up, making sure not to injure you further in any way.

You weren't sure what was happening, all you heard was a surprised exclamation from Newt and soon found yourself being carried out of the building in the arms of a running British boy. You heard the others catching up and their shouts at each other to hurry up. All the time you and Newt were kept at the front of the group, the others trying to make sure you would be the first ones to get out. Soon all the shouting and disorientation got the better of you and you fell into a gentle sleep again.

When you woke up you were under a giant slab of brick, shielding you from the sun. Your arm was aching and your head was pounding slightly, the aftermath of the running and blood loss. You slowly pushed yourself up into a sitting position before glancing at the people around you. Everyone was asleep except for Frypan who was left on watch over the group.

You coughed, the lack of water in your body making your throat dry and also bringing Frypan’s attention to you. The moment he saw you awake and ‘healthy’, his face lit up in a relieved smile.

“Y/N!” He exclaimed before pulling you into a hug, careful not to put pressure on your bad arm. You smiled and wrapped your other arm around his side, watching as the others stirred from the noise. One by one they realised you were awake and all had similar reactions to Frypan, especially Aris and Newt, who both pulled you in for a long hug, obviously relieved you were okay, the bags under their eyes visible.

Once you had drunk some water and had something to eat you changed your ‘bandage’ before tying your hair up and linking hands with Newt, ready to start in the next part of your journey. Little did you know, everything would go downhill from there.

DCWI - Dating Thor and being Tony’s sister

Requested by Anon: Dating Thor but being Tony's sister?xoxoxox

Him declaring you were beautiful as soon as he sees you

Not realising you’re Tony’s sister

“The Man of Iron is your brethren?”

Teaching him how be more ‘Midgardian’

Him having you on speed dial

Tony finding out from the rest of the team

Him confronting Thor about it

“I love her more than anyone else does”

“Fight me, Goldilocks”

“What are you two talking about?”

“Nothing”

Forcing Thor and Tony to have a bonding evening

Tony needing reassurance that he’s still your favourite male

Braiding Thor’s hair

Him pulling you out of conversations to kiss you

Being completely enveloped when he hugs you

Spinning you around in a hug when he gets back from Asgard

Being able to lift Mjolnir

Him running around the tower shouting “SHE IS WORTHY”

Tony being SO SALTY when he finds out

Being his reason for staying on Earth

So many cuddles

Like seriously

At every opportunity

Cuddles 24/7

Hospital reunion - Stiles Stilinski

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The tension in the pack had been increasing ever since the dread doctors appeared, along with Theo and the chimeras started being created. The person it had the biggest toll on was definitely Stiles, who was slowly losing his friends and even his girlfriend, Y/N. The two of them had been a couple for two years and were almost inseparable, but after a recent argument that ended in Stiles storming out, he was sure that she would never want to see him again. Y/N on the other hand, thought Stiles was angry at her and tried to give him space.

Granted, their argument was hurtful to both of them, Y/N most definitely did not hate Stiles Stilinski, she absolutely adored him. There were many things that Y/N loved about Stiles, from his sense of humour to his nerdiness and his loyalty to his friends. When it came down to it, there was no one Y/N trusted more and trusted him with her life, even though he was just a human, like her.

So when Stiles got injured in a fight and was rushed to hospital, Y/N was right by his side the entire time, not even leaving him when he was stable but unconscious. After hours of sitting and watching his sleeping figure (which wasn’t nearly as creepy as it sounds), Y/N felt her eyes slowly closing as she too was pulled into the dark embrace of sleep.

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When Stiles woke up, he slowly sat up, bringing his hands up to rub his head and he noticed a figure sitting in the chair beside him.

“Dad!” He gently shook his father’s shoulders and watched as he woke up and saw Stiles was awake, quickly pulling him into a hug. When he pulled back, the sheriff put his hands on his son’s shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

“What happened between you and Y/N?” This made Stiles flinch slightly before looking down at his hands that were lying by his side again.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” Stiles mumbled, playing with his fingers

“C’mon Stiles, what happened?”

He looked at his dad and sighed before telling him.

“I messed up dad. Y/N and I, we had a fight and now I’m pretty sure she hates me.” A few tears gathered in the corners of his eyes as he rubbed his forehead with his fingers, looking down at his lap. His dad smiled softly at him.

“If she hated you, why has she been with you the entire time you were in the hospital?” A look of surprise appeared on Stiles’ face, his eyes lighting up.

“Y/N was here?” The sheriff chuckled and ruffled his son’s hair.

“She still is.” He pointed to the end of the bed where Y/N’s sleeping figure lay, one arm stretched towards where she had been holding Stiles’ hand. As if that was her cue, Y/N stirred, her eyes slowly opening as she rubbed her face with her hand. The sheriff stood up and patted his son on the arm.

“I’m gonna give the two of you some time alone. I’ll be back later.” He left the room and Stiles turned towards his girlfriend who was now standing up and watching him. She smiled at him and suddenly all of his pent up emotions came out, tears rolling down his cheeks as she quickly made her way over to him and pulled him in to a loving embrace. He buried his face in her shoulder, whispering “I’m sorry” over and over as she ran her fingers through his hair, resting her head on his.

Y/N pulled out of the hug to lie down on top of the bed next to Stiles, him wrapping his arms around her, facing each other before Y/N kissed him in the forehead and closed her eyes gently. Stiles smiled lovingly, pulling her slightly closer to him before closing his eyes too. Slowly they fell asleep, arms around each other, foreheads touching, a state of calm passing over them and their hearts beating slowly in time.

Vidcon

Vidcon was coming up soon and you got an email asking if you wanted to go on a panel with Jack, Mark and Felix to play some games and answer some questions. You agreed immediately and soon tweeted out that you were on the panel, causing your fans to lose it. Little did you know, your fans weren't the only ones who were freaking out, Jack and Mark were setting up to record together over Skype when they found out and they were instantly terrified that they were going to embarrass themselves or make you hate them, whilst also being insanely excited. You were Y/N, the Y/N who had recently hit 23 million subscribers on her YouTube channel and now they were going to be on the same stage as you. Neither of them nor Felix had ever met you so they had no idea how you would react to them, whether you would like them or find them obnoxious and loud. The idea of being hated by someone with almost as many subscribers as the two of them combined was horrifying.

They spent the next month planning with Felix what to do at the panel, eventually settling on playing Cards Against Humanity and doing a Q&A, hoping you would like what they had come up with. To tell the truth, they were getting too worried, you were really looking forwards to meeting them and doing the panel but they kept imaging the worst.

Eventually Vidcon came around and you were backstage getting your microphone set up when the other three arrived together. You were talking to some of the crew, so you didn't notice them arrive until you heard the head technician call them over, causing you to turn around. They froze in place, even Felix, waiting anxiously as you looked them over. When a big grin spread across your face they all relaxed and after introductions and a few minutes of talking they realised they had nothing to worry about. The four of you bounced off each other on stage and had a great group bond and entertainment level. It was as if the four of you had been friends for years, although they were surprised when you schooled them at Cards Against Humanity.

After the show you exchanged numbers with the others and all hung out at parties and explored the city together, as well as spending what little downtime you had at the convention together, resulting in a lot of Snapchat and Instagram videos and a ridiculous amount of selfies (mostly stupid ones). Safe to say, the four of you would be requesting to be on a panel again next year and filming loads of videos together, the new found friendship being one to last a lifetime.