#the scorch trials fic

[ateotd-izzy]

maroon | thomas x fem!reader

“the burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me”

during his first night in the glade, thomas (quite literally) bumps into a girl.

“and how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was maroon”

as more time passes, thomas becomes closer with y/n (very close), but that changes after they escape the maze.

“the mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones”

warnings: it’s bad, kissing, maze runner, swearing and whatever (i never know what to write here)

“the lips i used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon”

☾

“our med-jacks, clint and jeff.” newt introduced to the greenie as he showed the boy around. “and this is— woah, watch out.”

the greenie hadn’t been watching where he was going and bumped right into you as you walked past, spilling the drink he had been holding all over your shirt.

“oh, god, i am so…” he paused as he met your eyes. a girl? “sorry.”

you looked down at your soaking wet shirt and a few boys around snickered.

“thanks.” you smiled sarcastically and turned on your heel, heading towards the small hut that sat not far from the homestead.

“nice one, greenie.” newt clapped him on the back. “i think you just ruined her day.”

“who was that?” the boy asked, watching as you disappeared behind the door of the hut.

“y/n. she’s one of the runners.” newt answered. “also the glade’s only girl.”

“oh.”

inside you were changing your shirt, muttering in annoyance as you did so.

your favorite shirt (out of the five or so you owned) was now covered in gally’s foul-smelling drink thanks to that greenie.

after changing, you went outside to join the party again, only for it to be declared over moments after the greenie remembered his name.

thomas.

“uh, hey.” he jogged over to you as you walked back to your hut. “i’m, um, i’m sorry about before. is your shirt okay?”

“it’ll survive.” you shrugged. “i guess.”

“so, you’re a runner?” he asked, walking with you. “you go into the maze with that minho guy?”

“yep.” you glanced at him. “are you just going to follow me the whole way?”

“oh, sorry.” he slowed down. “um, i’ll go now.”

“okay.” you stared.

“see you around, y/n.”

you furrowed your eyebrows. “right. see you around…”

“thomas.”

“see you around, thomas.”

while it may not have seemed like it, you and thomas became pretty close friends over the next week or so, and you felt dumb to admit that you even had feelings for him.

he was in the same boat. except thomas was head-over-heels in love with you.

you kissed once. when the glade was being attacked by grievers, he kissed you before the two of you split up.

so after your group escaped the maze, the two of you did your best to stick together.

the two of you sat on the floor of the room your group had been forced into after being ‘saved’.

your legs were stretched out to sit in his lap, and his hands sat on top of them.

the rest of the group was around, all full after eating more food than they’d ever seen in their lives.

you couldn’t focus on the conversation that was going on between teresa and the boys, because all you could focus on was how thomas’ fingers drew small shapes on the bare skin of your leg where your pants had rolled up a little.

you wanted to tell him how you felt. you wanted to kiss him again. but everyone else was around, and the thought of being in front of everyone made you uncomfortable.

you had no clue how thomas did his whole leader thing.

when the door to the room opened, everyone jumped up and ran over, eager to know exactly what was going on.

the man who had opened the door introduced himself as mr. janson and led your group through the compound.

thomas held your hand the whole time.

“first things first, let’s do something about that smell.”

the boys were being taken to a different room to you and teresa. just before your hand slipped from his, you kissed thomas on the cheek. simple enough.

that night you properly kissed again and he asked you to be his girlfriend, and despite all of your worries, you said yes.

it wasn’t long after that when your group had to leave the compound with another boy, aris. you still hadn’t escaped wicked.

you stuck by thomas’ side the whole time, or until you were separated again.

you didn’t even know if he was alive, but jorge was confident he and brenda were fine.

it took a few days until you reached what jorge called marcus’ place.

you got into the party and the first thing you spotted was thomas and brenda.

kissing.

then they pulled apart, thomas said something and brenda wandered off.

thomas seemed to spin around the room until he yelled out and collapsed.

your heart was broken.

you were separated for just a few days, the longest since you had met, and he was kissing a girl he barely knew.

you couldn’t even say anything to him because he was out cold. instead you had to help minho drag him upstairs and act like nothing happened.

then, after he woke up, your group was on the run again, searching for the right arm.

in the car, thomas reached his hand over and tried to take yours in his, but you pulled yours back. you didn’t let him.

he looked at you. he was confused.

you didn’t answer his look. you just turned your head away from him and looked out the car window.

he had no clue why you were suddenly ignoring him. not the entire drive to the mountains, not when the were taken to the right arm camp, not when brenda collapsed.

it was only when he was in the tent with her later, just after brenda woke up, when it clicked to him why.

you had seen brenda kiss him.

everything seemed to click into place at that moment, and he jumped to his feet halfway through his conversation with brenda.

“you okay?” she asked.

“yeah. yeah, there’s just something i need to do.” thomas looked down at her. “i’m sorry, i’ll be back later.”

then he ran out of the tent.

the camp was large, and thomas had no clue where he could find you. or any of his friends for that matter.

it took about ten minutes of searching until he found you.

you were sitting alone on a rock, looking down at your feet and mumbling something to yourself.

“y/n?”

you looked up and thomas realized you had been crying.

“what?”

there was a twinge of bitterness in your voice, and thomas frowned. it reminded him of how you had spoken to him the night you met, when he had splashed his drink into you.

“you okay?”

“i’m fine.”

he knew you weren’t, and he ignored the obvious signs that you didn’t want him around when he sat down beside you.

“what do you want, thomas?” you asked.

without another word, he simply wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest.

at first, you thought about trying to pull away. but you didn’t.

“why’d you kiss her? brenda?” you asked eventually. “do you like her better? because, you know, i’ll back off or whatev—”

“no, no, no, y/n.” he pulled back so he could look you in the eyes. “i could never like anyone better than i like you.”

“then why—?”

“she kissed me.” thomas told you, cupping your cheek with one hand. “we were drugged, okay? i…”

thomas winced slightly at the memory of brenda’s face after his words.

“i thought she was you.” he admitted. “whatever that marcus guy put in that drink had me seeing the weirdest shit.”

“are you calling me weird shit?” you teased and thomas’ eyes widened.

“what? no.” he shook his head. “that’s not what i meant.”

“i know. i was kidding.”

you grabbed his hand and interlocked your fingers.

“i’m sorry.” he apologized.

“don’t be. i get it now.” you shrugged.

“yeah, but i could’ve said something sooner.”

“when?” you asked. “when you were passed out? or when we were almost shot by mountain people?”

he chuckled. “okay, maybe not. but—”

“tommy, i get it. don’t worry.”

the feeling of freedom and happiness that evening was short lived, and soon became a nightmare.

teresa betrayed them, wicked burned the camp to the ground, and multiple people were taken.

sonya, aris, minho and you.

thomas had lost you. he had lost the battle. but he was determined to get you and minho and everyone else back.

he would do anything he could. he would do whatever it took to get you back.

taglist: @brvceyamada

a/n: why don’t these ever turn out like they sounded in my head LMAO

[radiantdanvers]

Imagine being the Genius of the Glade

[bellzsad]

beginning to plan my next fanfic today !! and yes, it's going to be newtmas.

[thatgingerswritings]

Stay with me

Newt X Reader

→ He/him pronouns

→ Movie based but I put a few things from the books, mainly for the griever description

Synopsis: reader is a runner and unfortunately meets a Griever during his daily run in the Maze. He comes back to the Glade terrified and seeks comfort in Newt.

Warnings: none

A/N: English is not my first language, I also may not know the whole Glader's slang but I hope I got it right. Please correct me if I made any mistake!

!!REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

You were about to leave for the Maze with Minho. Your bags were ready and you were just waiting for the keeper's green light, but it seemed that he was taking his time today. Which was weird, considering Minho's devotion. Weird or not, he wasn't there, and you were not a runner for nothing: you couldn't stay still. You had zero patience and needed to let your energy out to not go insane between these walls. So you decided to do a quick warm up by jogging around the Glade until Minho decides to show up. After a quick stretch, you run to the Homestead.

As you pass by the Gardens, a voice you know very well calls you.

"Oh hi Newt!" you say as he walks to you.

"What are you doing?" he asks and looks around, "where's Minho?"

You shrug. "I have no idea. Maybe that shank decided to sleep in." you answer, earning a little laugh from the blonde.

An awkward silence followed, you didn't know what to say as you were too focused on your racing heartbeat. Newt made it beat faster than any running session, but he didn't seem to notice and you wouldn't tell him. After two seconds of silence that felt like two hours, you speak again, trying not to stutter.

"I'm going to look for hi-" you began, but you feel a fist hitting your shoulder, "ouch!"

You turn around and see your friend. His eyebrows frowned and his arms crossed on his chest.

"Where were you?" Minho asked, annoyed.

"Where were YOU? I went running because I was bored, I waited for you for almost 30 minutes!"

You pointed an accusing finger at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah whatever, let's go." he said before walking to the door.

You sigh and turn to Newt again. "See how he treats me? A tyrant." He smiles at your comment. "Guess I gotta go then, see you later!"

"Yeah, be careful."

"As always," you give him a wink, which caused the boy to blush a little, but you didn't notice.

You smile at each other and you have to mentally slap yourself to walk away from Newt and get to the Maze. You join Minho who's waiting for you, the bag on his shoulders and his arms crossed.

"Who's waiting for who now?" he says as you roll your eyes.

"C'mon it's been two minutes!"

"Felt like an eternity."

Minho really got on your nerves sometimes, but you knew he was doing it on purpose so you couldn't be mad at him. He sure was funny, but you would never tell him that as he absolutely didn't need an ego boost. You put your bag on your shoulders and follow your friend in the Maze before separating ways and going to your section. You ran for hours, following the path you were used to and taking notes at every turn. You were here for almost a year and a half and you basically knew the Maze like the back of your hand.

After a few hours, the sun was at its zenith and you decided to take a break to eat and drink. You took around 15 minutes off, as you did everyday, because again, staying still longer was impossible to you. You could handle an hour or two with nothing to do in the Glade, but in the Maze it was a whole different story. So you packed your things and went on your daily routine, but before you could make a step, you heard it. The metallic stomps against the cold stone of the Maze, and the horrible grunt you could hear at night when you were not sleeping. You froze and held your breath. A thousand thoughts were running through your head and you knew you had to run, but your legs were like paralysed and you couldn't bring yourself to move. You didn't know when you started breathing again, but another set of metallic sounds and rattlings got you out of your trance and your legs finally moved again. You carefully approached the origin of the sounds. You had no doubt it was a Griever, but you wanted to make sure it didn't notice you.

After only a few steps you realised that walking towards a Griever was definitely the worst idea you've ever had, but there was no time to think about it as the creature rolled in front of you. It was on the other side of the corridor, about 50 meters away. Your body moved by itself, you had no time to think. You heard it go after you and you tried to run faster if it was possible, cursing under your breath. The Griever was getting closer, and tears started to blur your vision. Your legs felt like they were on fire and you could swear your heart was about to explode in your chest. Even your throat hurt from breathing so fast. You could still hear the Griever rolling behind you, his pliers slamming as if it was just having fun by menacing to catch you. Though the sounds were distant; your heartbeat was so strong you could feel it in your head and you heard your blood's pumping.

You turned around a few corners of the Maze without thinking and luckily you didn't end up trapped in a dead end. You ran for hours, refusing to stop before you arrived in the Glade, you weren't sure if the Griever was still after you but you were too scared to look behind you. You couldn't hear anything else than your heartbeat and your loud steps echoing on the huge walls.

One last turn and you saw the vast green expanse in front of you. You didn't slow down and even tried to run faster to the Glade. In just a few seconds you exited the Maze and were back in the only safe place you knew. A few meters in the Glade and you finally stopped running (more like your legs gave up and you fell on the ground). You tried to catch your breath but you started crying at the same time which could give the impression to anyone seeing you that you were convulsing. To your own surprise, you didn't cry for long, just a few minutes, but it took you some time to breath normally again. You sat down, your back against the wall and your gaze on the grass. Zoning out, you didn't hear the steps approaching you.

"Y/n? Why are you already back?" you recognised Newt's accent and looked up. He immediately kneeled in front of you, visibly worried. "Are you okay?"

"I... I just saw a Griever..." your voice was shaky and tears were coming up to your eyes again, "it- it chased me and... I don't know how I'm still alive..."

"What?!" Newt exclaimed before processing to check out your body for possible wounds, "did you get stung? I'm calling the medjacks!" He got up and you grabbed his hand.

"No, I'm fine..." your voice broke and tears were running down your cheeks again, "can you stay with me..? P-Please..." you said between sobs.

Newt nodded and kneeled in front of you again. Your back no longer against the wall, you threw your arms around his him and sobbed heavily against his chest. He hugged you back, his arms around your shoulders. His left hand gently rubbing your back and his other hand resting on your head. "It's okay," he whispered, "you're safe now." You stayed like that for a few minutes, until your sobs became soft sniffles. Newt's grip on you loosened when he felt that you were calming down, but you didn't let go an even held him a bit tighter.

"Wait," you said with a little panic in your voice before whispering again, "don't pull away... not yet." He put his arms on your back again. "Okay, I'll stay as long as you need."

[thomasbrodiesandwich]

There will come ...

a soldier

a poet

a king

hey! i wrote a fic about this if you're interested🤭

Title: There Will Come A ...

Relationship: Thomas/Minho/Newt (Thominewt)

Chapters: 3/3 Completed

Words: 5k

Important Tags: Movie-verse, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Safe Haven AU, Newt Lives AU, References to Depression, Mentioned Canonical Character Deaths (Except for Mary)

Summary: Now that they have time, Minho, Newt, and Thomas deal with the past and face their future. Together.

(other disclaimers on my author's note right there in the link below!)

AO3 Link: THERE WILL COME A... - littlelass - The Maze Runner (Movies) [Archive of Our Own]

[valentinetypewriter]

Tmr fic Poll 3

ok so this is for my fic series I'm planning on writing, to find the overview and the other polls Click Here!

This ones a bit more basic, so I have a few options down but if you'd prefer something else let me know, though i won't make reader a runner

Also what this really means for the y/n in this fic will be influenced by the other polls

[simplywylan]

hehehehe i am back 😎

nah fr i need some good newtmas fic recs, i'm so desperate to find some really good ones atm and i cant seem to find any

[crispynewtss]

new talk some sense to me chapter link in this ugly format because tumblr

*offers this wet-paper-towel-of-a-chapter with shaking hands* pl…s… acce…pt?

[newtedison]

feet on the ground, head in the sky (it’s okay, i know nothing’s wrong)

Over a month into the Safe Haven, neither Brenda nor Minho can sleep. They each get up before dawn every day to run, Brenda timing herself with sprints while Minho maps out the new island. When these near-strangers finally cross paths, they start running together and discover that there are some things they can’t run away from.

read here.

[scorchedmazes]

i officially finished all of my minewt weekend fics!! here’s a compiled list of all of them with the prompts:

i loved, loved, loved these prompts and reading all of the fics/posts people made!! ty so so much @minewtweek for these ideas!!

“tfc”

summary: set in tfc after minho and gally’s failed escape attempt. newt comforts minho after he is tortured by wicked.

“jk.. unless”

summary: a very sleep deprived minho confesses smth to newt, who is pleasantly surprised by his confession.

“it was always you”

summary: minho confesses smth to newt one night in the glade.

“first day”

summary: the very first day in the glade is overwhelming.. until you meet someone.

[headrant]

𝓝𝐎𝐖 𝓞𝐑 𝓝𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑

𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟

❝ 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑒, ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒. 𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡 ... ❞

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 ?? 🚫🚫

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 💬💬

Just a little bit further, guys!" I heard Thomas shout as we made our way up the sandy hill. It was hot.. hotter than I've ever experienced.

"Right there.." Thomas said, pointing off in the distance. 

"It shouldn't be too long now.." Newt agreed, but before we could even start walking I felt Winston's grip on my hand loosen as he fell.

"Winston!" I shouted, running after his collapsed figure before quickly taking the water flask from my bag. There wasn't much left, but I could tell he was dehydrated. 

"Drink.." I whispered, holding it up to his mouth as I helped him sip. 

"He's dehydrated.. we need to carry him or something.." I said, though it seemed Thomas and Newt were already on it as they made a stretcher for him.

We didn't make it much further, but all I could do was hope Winston could hang on.. I couldn't lose him.. that was when the stretcher became far lighter than it was, but it was a gunshot that had me panicking. 

"What are you doing!?" Frypan shouted as Winston tried to take the gun before collapsing again. 

"It's growing.. inside of me.." I heard him whimper out..

Winston wasn't dehydrated.. he was infected..

"No.. no, no.." Was all I could say.. all I could think as I fell to my knees next to him. 

"I'll be okay.. just, please.." Winston choked out. "Don't let me turn into one of those things.." he requested, reaching for Frypan's gun. 

I froze.. we all froze.. I just lost Gally and Chuck, I couldn't add Winston to that list..

Before I knew it, Newt was placing the gun in Winston's hand, I couldn't move.. I couldn't stop him..

"Now get out of here.." he whimpered out.

I have never felt more alone in my life as I watched everyone file away. 

"Georgia.. go.." Winston told me, but I couldn't. 

"I'm not leaving you.." I managed to whimper out, my forehead resting against his. 

"Then.. please.." he began, putting the gun in my hand. "I can't shoot myself in front of the girl I love.." Winston admitted. 

I couldn't kill the boy I love..

"No.. no you'll live.. you'll-" I cried out, but Winston only shook his head. 

"I appreciate the optimism.. but I won't.." he said, resting his head back. 

Tightening my grip on the gun, I put the barrel to his stomach before my lips found his forehead. 

"I love you, Georgia.." was all Winston said before placing his hand on mine and I pulled the trigger.

[angladeichigo]

Y’all does anyone know or have that one Newtmas fic on Ao3 where Thomas had to fuck newt to cure him pls I need it was ingrained into my brain and I can’t find it pls I need to find it

[tmrsunset]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Mary Cooper/Ava Paige (Maze Runner) Characters: Mary Cooper (Maze Runner), Ava Paige (Maze Runner) Additional Tags: Introspection, Drabble, i thought about this ship for more than 5 seconds and then this happened, Post-Break Up, Betrayal, well. ava sees it as betrayal, Canon Compliant, Book/Movie 2: The Scorch Trials Summary: Ava thinks about Mary. And vengeance.

for @themazewomen bingo; prompt: vengeance

[bellzsad]

guys serious question would u actually read a newtmas fanfic

UPDATE: the newtmas fic in question has been published to my wattpad, go check it out!!

[subjecta5theglue]

ok, question...

i know i don't have many followers (plus this blog is new), so i doubt people will read this, but would anyone be interested in me uploading a maze runner fic on ao3? (my username is wonderlandianfantasy but i havent uploaded anything yet)

i've already written most of it and would hate to put it to waste, but i don't know how to upload it because there are two options:

it can either be a slightly long one-shot with sections, in which case you'd need to wait a little for me to finish writing it

OR

i can upload it in really short chapters, but i'm talking like, really short. but then i could upload the first chapter now and you'd get to see it!!

if you're wondering, the fic is a newtmas and brenderesa fic themed around winter, featuring thomas and teresa being besties, newt and frypan being roommates, thomas sucking at uno, and brenda being a crazy cat lady.

lemme know what you think and then i'll decide :)

[itsthemxze]

The maze women prompt: sweet nothings

Based on sweet nothing by Taylor swift

Harriet is under a lot of pressure, everyone has expectations of her and there’s a plan she has to follow, but it’s all a little bit easier with Sonya by her side

Alternate universe, modern setting, college, established relationship, fluff