#newtmas icons

[amezgrl]

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[madieflaw]

Newt: is there any seats open?

Thomas, slapping his thighs: i can be your seat

Newt:

Newt: is there anywhere else?

Minho, stretched across the other two seats: no

[fansmazerunner]

THE 3 MAZE RUNNER FILMS AVAILABLE ON NETFLIX 😭

[bellzsad]

happy newt day !!

[notthiscoolkid]

I'm currently writing the last chapter. If I finish this shit, I swear I'll write more and more because I'm obsessed. Re-reading the first book in the Maze Runner trilogy is so fun. I notice a lot of things that I didn't pay attention to when i was reading before. And i have so many headcanons about Newtmas. For example when Newt and Thomas are sleeping together. Newt always wrapped his arms around Tommy.

[Btw i write in polish not English because the descriptions of EVERYTHING is just easier to me in my native language. But if you want to read it in yours, put it in the translator. The language is not intricate or complicated so it should be well translated]

[achingly-shy]

the maze runner: the death cure movie you will forever be famous

[fosilizd]

IM INSANE ABOUT THEM

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

telepathic link except its not between thomas and teresa but with newtmas and they discover it when thomas spends the night into the maze & newt PESTERS HIM the ENTIRE time bc he didnt listen to him even once since arriving in the glade. and when thomas accidentally talks out loud minho looks at him like hes lost his mind and deadass goes, ‘i just had to be stuck with the crazy one. it wasnt enough for him to be suicidal. the shank runs into the maze and talks to the walls. good lord. im so dead. were all dead.’

[ssseashell]

OMG the last chapter of my fic is finally up!!! i can’t believe it

and here’s the last moodboard! 🌆🌷🧑🏻‍❤️‍💋‍🧑🏼 thank u to everyone who read this crappy fic until the end <3 u guys are the best ily

and if you’ve never heard of the fic before, here’s a little summary: newtmas college au, modern setting, fluff and angst, inspired by “good luck, babe!” by the iconic chapell roan, 46k words and now complete (6/6) !!!!! — check the tags for more details

[persnickett]

tagged by @astralpenguin and @kestis-advent (see their posts here and here!) to share the first lines of ten of your latest fanfics (or up to if you have fewer) and tag ten people

thanks for the tag! i haven't written in a bit since tbc but i am finally starting to feel the tingle again so this will be a fun trip down memory lane, and el, it was so cool to see your little reflection about the patterns in your opening lines... let's see what I get. here are the last ten fics i posted to ao3 and their first lines:

The Grift (or: Rasperry Twist) | maze runner | frpypan/brenda, thomas/newt | 3.5k

Brenda set the kettle boiling and then made for the industrial metal shelving in the corner that served them as a pantry, in search of the first aid box.

Weightless | maze runner | gally/minho | 3k

He still runs.

Haven Interiors Inc. | maze runner | gally/minho, sonya/harriet, thomas/newt, brenda/teresa | 4.6k

In the Town of fair New Haven, where we lay our scene, blooms a bustling town square lined with majestic ancestral oak trees and romantic round-globed streetlamps, with a burbling central fountain and rows of iconic wrought iron park benches so quaint they look like they could well be what made New Haven three-time winner of the Quaint Townships of America Award, if that were a thing.

Save the Date | live free or die hard | john/matt | 7k

John hung back. He stopped to settle a shoulder comfortably against the old peeling doorframe, all the better to take in the show. Sure, he’d seen this go down probably about a hundred times by now, but it might never get old, watching Matt go in for the kill.

The Blood Culmination | maze runner | thomas/newt| 250k

Frypan frowned and thumped down the ball of dough he had been kneading.

Wayward - Vol 1. | maze runner x supernatural | sonya/harriet | 0 words (comic)

I guess nobody ever expects their life to end up a headline.

Icebreaker | maze runner | sonya/harriet | 1k

Ugh. Why exactly did I decide to try this again?? 

Pride of the West | maze runner | brenda/teresa, newt/thomas/minho | ? words (magazine article format)

The sprawling, dusty fields and sweeping mountain vistas of Agnes Ranch are just as breathtaking and swooningly romantic in person as they look setting the spectacular cinematographical scenes of The Homestead, this year's hottest cowboy reality series.

Your Feedback is Important to Us (Please Stay on the Line) | live free or die hard | john/matt | 300 words

“Jesus.” It’s less a curse and closer to a prayer than John’s been comfortable with since long forgotten days of schoolboy shorts and knee-socks in rock hard church pews.

Straight Shooter | live free or die hard | john/matt | 3k

Matt breathed. Closed his eyes and visualized the target, firmed up his hold on the imaginary polymer grip between his hands.

huh. looking at these it's honestly a bit surprising, i always thought of myself as someone who liked a good dialogue-as-opener but there's hardly any of that here! (i also thought of myself as more of a m/m and specifically newtmas-focused writer so the variety in here is a surprise - though i probably have the people who made the requests to thank for that <3) Ps. i wonder how many maze runner fics open with some variation on the line 'he runs.' lol

tagging (with zero pressure!): @severina2001 @singt0me @dream0fspring @subjecta5newtella @get-the-medjacks and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it! <3

[zer0brainc3lls]

Oh don’t worry your getting a Thomas villain arc. Its coming. His morals? QUESTIONABLE. (*cough cough* it’s called my compass for a reason *cough cough*)

My compass: The prologue

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Story summary: Thomas has finally made it to the right arm, but to his shock and dismay Teresa has revealed their location to Wicked. in the crossfire Newt gets kidnapped by Wicked. will Thomas be able to save him and figure out their complicated relationship? or will Newt never return and will Thomas be left yearning for his "best friend" to return?

TW LIST: typical dystopian violence, mentions of kidnapping, and super super gay yearning LOL

Genre: canon divergence (what if Newt was taken instead of Minho?), Friends to Lovers, Angst

Word count: 2.9k

“Please don't fight them Thomas.” Teresa turns back to Thomas, tears flood her eyes as she begs. The world seems to stop spinning at the words, as if time itself came to a halt the moment Thomas's eyes landed on the bergs in the distance, their light’s burning his whole body with rage and terror. 

“What have you done?? What have you done?!” his nerves ignite as he speaks, his body searing with hatred and the heartache of betrayal. He stumbles back, the rocky mountain hard against his heavy feet. The whirring sound of the bergs getting closer brings his body to life once more, turning around and flying down the mountain, his feet barely making contact with the ground before taking another long quick stride. Paying little to no mind of the descent, his legs were much less mindful then when he made the journey to Teresa not even 5 minutes before. 

He makes it down the mountain, screaming the whole way as a warning and to attempt to lift the pain in his chest. He dashes across the now flat ground and watches the helicopter rain down balls of fire onto the right arm, the impact of the bomb forces his legs to fumble, almost tripping over his own two feet as he picks himself back up into a run towards the medical tent. It feels as if his body caves in on itself at the sight of the now alit tent, heat from the fire warms his face.

“BRENDA?!” his voice tears out from his throat as he screams for her, he feels smaller hands grab onto his jacket. He whips around to see Brenda, buzz cut and all behind him. His terror comes to a halt for a brief moment at the sight of his friend, before coming back in full swing once she once brings him back to the present moment. 

“You dumbass!” she exclaims, grabbing hold of his jacket sleeve pulling him away from the ablaze tent. He stumbles after her, her legs much more stable than his own as she pulls him behind a large plastic box, Jorge already behind it. 

“We have to go, now!” Jorge commands, his wide eyes trained on Thomas. The smell of ash and.. Electricity? Stings the inside of his nose. 

“We have to go find Newt and the others-” his tongue moving before his brain, his tone distant as his subconscious already begins to brew an impulsive plan. 

“NO! NO!” - Jorges voice booms through his skull, a hint of desperation in his tone. Thomas has only heard him speak like this in times of Brenda's safety, if it weren't for the circumstances Thomas would feel cared for but in this moment all he can feel is worry. Jorge grabs the back of Thomas's jacket and yanks him back, using his other arm to point to the chaos in front of them. - “DON'T GO OUT THERE! LOOK! LOOK!” Thomas forces himself to let the chaos sink into his bones and allow himself to keep his feet unmoving as he watches as wicked soldiers stun teens and adults to the ground, bodies litter the ground that got hit in the blast. 

Thomas’s eyes search frantically for Newt and the others, his eyes fall on his friends and Newt huddled around a tank with firearms laid in hands and bullets finding homes in wicked soldiers' limbs and chests. Thomas’s attention is turned to what seems to be a black cylinder with parts that glow.. Blue?? What is that-

The cylinder lands in the tank before Thomas gets the opportunity to process what was just thrown, he realizes too late that it's a stun grenade as he watches as his friends bodies convulse violently and flop to the ground like ragdolls, even worse? The soldiers nod to each other and approach them as if they are ragdolls. defeat bubbles in his gut at the sight, a soldier goes to lift Newt by the arm. Thomas turns around and sits against the box as nausea threatens to take over.

“I'm sorry. There's nothing you can do for them, if we don't move now, we won't be much better off.” Jorges tone starts as comforting and slowly twists with commandment, Thomas knows he can't go with them. Brenda and Jorge aren't the ones they want, and he doesnt think he would be able to live with himself at the thought of his friends being tortured while he lives. 

“You guys gotta go right now.”

“What?!” Brenda questions harshly.

“They're not looking for you, you’ll be safe but you have to go now!” 

“Thomas..” 

Thomas pauses as he tries to convey his thoughts into sounds. “I cant leave without em.” he reasons, Thomas looks between Brenda and Jorge and notices how Jorge’s eyes flick to Brenda at his words.

“Good luck kid. Bren we have to go c’mon.” his voice thick with understandment, a weight is pulled off Thomas’s chest and he finds air again. He can't watch as Jorge and Brenda run off, his eyes trained on the bag Jorge left behind. The bag.. With the bomb..

He shoves the bomb and the trigger into his red pocket that rests on the inside of his jacket. Newt had sewn on the secret pocket for him days prior, his lean hands steady and unwavering as the needle with thread tied to the end was pinched between his fingers stitched mismatched fabric to his jacket. He shakes the distracting thought out of his mind as he stands up and walks over to the scene, the people who survived the bombing were on their knees lined up in groups. He pauses for a moment and gains his composure, the bomb pressed against his ribs giving him courage. 

“Where's Thomas?!” the navally voice that belongs to the Ratman shouts out.

“Right here.” Thomas announces, slowly putting his hands up as a wicked soldier grabs him like an object to be thrown around. The soldier shoves him forward towards Janson, bright lights move across the ground but his eyes aren't focused on the light, or Janson. His eyes search for golden hair in the sea of people, eventually his eyes land on Newt. The boy's hazel eyes wide in shock and worry as his eyes lock on Thomas, Newt’s hair is covered in dirt and his face adorn a few new scraps and cuts.

Before he knows it Janson has socked him in the gut, he doubles over in pain as he is shoved to the ground next to Minho. 

“Why didn't you run?” Minho questions, not looking at Thomas as he asks but instead to the ground. Thomas takes in a breath of air that's thick with dust and heat that’s now thicker in the air due to the rain of fire.

“I'm tired of running.” he answers, his eyes trained on Ava as she speaks to Janson. His mind drifts from everything and focuses on Ava Paige, she looks as if she's discussing the product of merchandise. Disgusting. His body urges for movement, for action. But he keeps his knees planted into the hard ground, well at least until a soldier forces him to his feet once more. He locks eyes with the icy haired women before him, willing his eyes to burn through her skull.

Her attention is turned to Teresa, who is walking to stand next to her. 

“I'm glad you're safe.” she says softly, gesturing for her to stand with her. 

“What the hell..? Teresa?” Frypan begins, pain swirls in his voice. 

“Wait what's going on?” Newt's tone layered with no pain but instead confusion, and anger if you look hard enough.

“She's with them.” Thomas answers, venom on his tongue. 

“Since when?!” Minho starts, denial thick. Both him and Newt turn their heads to face Thomas for answers. 

“Oh Teresa has always had an appreciation for the evolved greater good, once we restored her memories it was only a matter of time.” Janson replies to the question despite it not being for him to answer, speaking as if discussing the weather. As he walks over to join the conversation he walks behind Teresa and Ava, eventually landing on Ava's right. Minho and Newt turn to Teresa, Minho's eyes layered in disbelief, disgust in Newt's. Teresa lifts her head and her eyes widen slightly at their expressions, somehow surprised by their clear indifference. 

“I'm sorry. I had no choice, this is the only way! We have to find a cure.” Thomas’s repulsed at her words, his neck turning away on its own. Ava begins to monologue but Thomas doesn't listen, her speech being a washed out and overused reason for torture and pain hes sure hes heard before. 

“We just need more time.” she ends, her tone going from harsh to desperate.

“More blood.” Mary's voice picks up from behind them.

“Hello mary. I’d hope we’d meet again, I'm sorry it had to be under these circumstances.” Ava responds with genuine sadness in her voice. Well that's a first.

“I'm sorry ‘bout a lot of things too. But not this! At Least my conscious is clear!”  

“So is mine” Ava responds after a moment's hesitation, her voice deadpan. A gunshot rang out as maries body dropped to the floor, Vince pushed himself out of soldiers hands and held her, shouting out her name and pleads of denial. Thomas’s eyes trained on Jansons handgun he tucks away carefully into his own jacket pocket, maybe if he had someone to sew on his jacket pockets he wouldn't have turned out so cruel, so vile. His body courses with hatred for the Ratman and sadness for Vince, Ava’s voice begins to bark out orders to soldiers. 

A soldier goes to grab him by the sleeve but they are too little too late because his fingers have found a home around the bomb tucked in his jacket, he pulls the bomb out while elbowing the soldier in the jaw. “GET BACK!! GET BACK!” he shouts, the thin trigger for the bomb in his other hand, the bright red button covered with his thumb. He throws his body around frantically showing the bomb to all. Janson barks out orders to the soldiers to hold their fire, step one. 

“LET THEM GO!! LET THEM ALL GO!!” he demands, his eyes widened with rage. His hand with the trigger gesturing wildly to the immunes being loaded onto bergs. 

“You know I can't do that!” Ava steps forward, Teresa following suit.

“Thomas please stop! I made a deal with them, they promised! They promised we’d be safe, all of us!” Teresa pleads, as if her voice would be the one to guide him. 

“Yeah so I'm supposed to trust you now?!” He spat back, avoiding her eyes.

“It's true it was her only condition!” Lies. all lies. He can't trust them, all Wicked does is lie lie lie. The fake sun in the glade, Janson being “against” Wicked, and now this?! He can't trust anyone except the people beside him now. Newt and Minho, the only one he would bring his walls down for. From the moment the doors to the box opened and his life began they were the only people still around who would follow him to the ends of the earth, he too, would follow them into the belly of the beast if the time came. 

“SHUT UP!!” His grip around the trigger tightens, along with his throat. 

“Everything can go back to the way it was, Thomas. Do you really want all of them to die?” Ava’s words make it through his ears, this, he cannot ignore. Can he really press the button, killing all his friends and Newt? Could he die with their blood on his hands? 

“Listen to her, Thomas, think about what you're doing.” His nerves no longer buzz as tears fill his eyes, his breath shaky as he looks at Ava and Teresa side by side. The ground crunches with footsteps walking behind him. 

He turns around to see Frypan, Minho and Newt all standing with him. Their final stand. 

“We’re with you Thomas.” Newt says with no tremor, the use of his name instead of the endearing nickname he was given showing the extent of his words. 

“No..” Teresa's voice fades.

“Dont.” Ava says, shaking her head.

“Do it Thomas.” Minho nods reassuringly, courage thick in the action. 

“We’re ready.” Frypan follows up, his voice breathless. 

“We’re not going back there.” Thomas finishes all their thoughts.

“Thomas-” Ava begins

“This is the only way.” Thomas interrupts, his thumb shaking with strain above the trigger. Thomas pulls his eyes closed bracing himself for the impact, just as he's about to press down he hears the blaring of a car in the distance..?! 

Jorges truck comes back in full swing, driving manically with no sense of direction as he crashes into a large helicopter, the chopper falls to its side, the propellers being crushed. 

That crazy son of a bitch!

Members of the right arm move frantically at the opportunity, punches thrown at the opposite side and Vince’s voice urging them to run. Thomas and the small group around him stumble back to their feet from falling during the vehicles colliding, Thomas turns around to see  Wicked soldiers' stun guns raised barking orders to Thomas. Thomas chucks the bomb towards them and shrieks for everyone to get down, taking a few long strides before collapsing to the ground, pulling the trigger forcing a large blast to take out the Wicked soldiers. 

Thomas crawls through the crowd of dust and smoke, Janson somehow spots him through the dust storm and backhands him across the cheek, Thomas rolls to the ground at the impact and turns up to see the Ratman pointing a large handgun towards his forehead. 

“What a waste.” he comments with a stern expression, just as he's about to pull the trigger a gunshot blasts from somewhere in the distance, hitting him in the shoulder causing him to fall to the ground. Thomas turns to see the shooter to be Brenda. Brenda!!

Brenda and Jorge’s spray of bullets cause Wicked soldiers to fall to their feet in a puddle of their own vile blood, Thomas takes the opportunity and dashes towards Minho and other members of the right arm. 

“Go on Tommy I got it!” Newt stands with a sniper in his hands, gesturing for Thomas to run past him while he covers. 

“Be careful Newt!” Thomas quickly replies, patting Newt on the shoulder as he runs past. A careful smile plays on Newt's lips before turning back into a scowl as his sniper spits bullets into soldiers' flesh. Thomas runs behind a large supply crate accompanying Minho and Jorge, Jorge urges him to stay down but Thomas can't pull his eyes away from the mop of blonde hair meters in front of him. Thomas silently urges him to run, to move to do something besides stand there, His heart swells with pride despite this at the fact Newt is making a stand and assisting in their escape.

Newt's head lowers for a split second to reload his gun, and in that split second a soldier raises their stun gun and pulls the trigger, forcing a wavering groan from the blonde as he collapses to the ground. This time Thomas's mouth moves before he does as he shrieks his name. 

“NEWT!!” he rises to his feet to run to the crumpled boy, hands grab him and pull him away from the scene in front of him. The world spins as he fights back against the unforgiving hands, shouting out pleads and begs to be let go.

“WE CAN'T LEAVE HIM THERE!!” His voice tears through his throat.

“JORGE LET ME GO.” He thrashes his arms violently. 

His loud cries turn into soft begs and eventually he finds himself being dragged away from the berg, his feet somehow moving backwards as he repeats Newt's name, as if maybe just maybe, if he calls for him loud enough Newt will rise from his dazed state come running just as he has done countless times before. As if his cries will be enough to bring him back to Thomas. 

Somehow, someway he is pulled away as he watches Newt’s limp body be pulled onto the berg. Once the remaining gladers and the right arm realize wicked is no longer coming after them they all come to a stop and Thomas's eyes follow the soldiers dragging Newt forward as if his heavy gaze will be enough to make them drop Newt to the ground. Thomas’s eyes trail down to the white fabric tied to Newt's wrist, the same white cloth with small red flowers sewn onto the inside of his jacket. Thomas can almost hear Newt's voice insisting on keeping the remaining fabric “since you're a klutz you’ll probably tear it wont ya tommy?” 

His fingertips rub the pockets delicate fabric, tears pool in his eyes and wet his cheeks as he watches Newt's body slowly leave his view, the bergs doors coming to a close. Thomas’s gaze follows the berg until it disappears into the starry sky. His breath shaky as he presses his lips into a tight line. “I'm coming for you Newt.” he whispers to himself softly, a wave of déjà vu crashes over him. He drops his head to the ground and closes his eyes, silently promising himself to bring Newt back to him, that tonight will not be the final time he gets to see Newt's smile.

NEXT

Authors note: THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE HELLO?!?!? i know the part up to Newts kidnapping was basically just a novelization of the movie an i apologies, i really didn't want to skip to the part where Newt is taken as the moment Teresa betrays him is super important to the story. this will most likely be a 3-5 chapter story not including the prologue so i hope yall enjoy the ride ahead lol!! buckle up cause its about to get angsty

my ao3: n0th0ughtz

people who wished to be tagged: @ermdotorg (if you want to be added to the tag list just say so in the comments and ill tag ya next time <3)

[heythinkyface]

U know ur stupid crank newt died bc he fully deserved it. Why u even like him anyway?? Change ur stupid icon on some better character, ut stupid tumblr name too & stop writing stupid crankmas newtmas bullshit fics - Tommy never cared abt cranky newt, him & Minho hate blondie crank newt with passion, Thominho is the only good tmr ship, write them instead. Xoxo.

NOOO IT HAPPENED IM SP EXCITED I HEARD ABOUT YOU

take this and consider it for a second

they're all ✨️fictional✨️ and they dont exist! the fact you feel so strongly about this really suggests you should seek some therapy

also if you hadnt noticed by my posts - i ship thominho too, so.. not really one to try it on

and ive also never written anything for crankmas. ever. so... again, you're wrong

i mean, if this gets you off and makes you feel good then by all means, continue doing it! just know that i really dont get butthurt over fictional characters in a fictional universe. im not that fucked in the head. 😊

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