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and this, dear thomesa friends, marks the official end of thomesa sweets 2024. thank you to everyone who participated and followed along 💛

they are so ☹𓇢𓆸<𝟑

They say all's well that ends well but I'm in a new hell Every time you double-cross my mind

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the rain is always gonna come / if you're standing with me

It takes Thomas and Teresa a long time to convince Gally that they want to be with him, and it takes Gally even longer to understand that he won't destroy everything he touches.

aka the safe haven ot3 you never knew you needed 💘

@thomesa-week canon divergence + after all is said and done. quotes from peace by taylor swift.

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reminder that you can keep submitting works for thomesa sweets until december 7th ☃️ 🌲 💫

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mind the tags :)

tell me i'm despicable (say it's unforgivable)

rating: explicit word count: 2k warnings: rape/non-con, violence note: don't like don't read! you're responsible for your own media consumption and so on.

After Teresa's betrayal, WICKED manages to crush the Right Arm and capture all of the immunes. With Thomas still reeling from the betrayal, he finds himself thrust into a nightmarish twist of what would have been a dream come true just hours earlier. Aka Thomas has to fuck Teresa or else WICKED tortures his friends.

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Familiar

Pairing:Thomas x Teresa

Summary:As Thomas is unconscious in her lap, Teresa goes over her questions about him.

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My eyes hadn't left Thomas once. Not when he had passed out, not when he was thrown in the slammer with me, and not when he started mumbling things I couldn't quite make out. Words that seemed familiar but also like a lifetime ago.

Very lightly, I ran my hands through his hair, keeping his head on my lap. His were were constantly fluttering as though they were going to open only to be glued shut again.

He’s breathing. He’s breathing, and he’s alive. He’s just going through something I don't even want to comprehend. Even in this forced sleep, even in the dark, his fear was so clear it made me shiver.

I can't help but feel like I’ve known him before this. I can't explain it, but something about him sparks a circuit in my head only for it to cut out right after. No matter how hard I try to know what it is, everything just goes blank.

“You feel that too, don't you, Thomas?”I sighed. Still not any more conscious than he had been a moment ago, he remained where he was.

“Yeah. You feel it too.”

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So Close

Pairing:Thomas x Teresa

Summary:Thomas and Teresa are just one wall and a few thoughts away.

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They saw each other every single day. Despite never laying eyes on any other kids their age, Thomas knew Teresa's face better than his own and vice versa.

Yet they never spoke. They couldn't, seeing as they were in different classrooms. They just had to sit there and do their work while knowing there was someone just like them in the other room.

Thomas admittedly had a rougher time with it. His mind would find itself wandering to the pretty girl just a walk away. From her long black hair always cascading down her back, to her bright blue eyes that seemed to be full of secrets, to the small freckles littering her skin, he constantly thought about the girl whose name he didn't know.

Teresa would think about him during her free time. Whether that was meals or when she was supposed to be sleeping, her mind would constantly wonder about the boy. With messy dark hair that he clearly tried to make neat, to big brown eyes that were so full of curiosity and life, he seemed worth knowing.

Sighing, Thomas stared past the teacher and at the wall. With his chin in his hands, he questioned if it was possible to resent an object.

The wall was hiding the girl from him. The one whose name he didn't but desperately wanted to know. He would settle for anything. A hello, an introduction, something that would let him acknowledge her existence besides his thoughts about her.

Teresa tried to pay attention to what she was writing down. She knew it would be important eventually. They told her everything they say has a purpose so why wouldn't it be?

So surely there was a purpose in them letting her know about the boy’s existence? They could both be destined for something more than classes. Maybe they were meant to meet one day and be each other’s rock. Maybe they were supposed to do something great together. Maybe they would reach and learn alongside each other.

The day for answers to that wasn't here yet. It wouldn't be for quite a while. All they could do was sit and wait for life or WICKED or fate or something else entirely to allow the two to finally meet.

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Heidi au Thomas/Teresa/Newt 💫🗻🐐

Instead of Safe Haven, Thomas and Teresa take a heavily injured Newt back to the mountains. Teresa makes the Cure to help Newt and together, they start healing from the traumatic events of the past.

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prompt: Canon Divergence & Happily Ever After

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TNT + queerplatonic relationship

They met at different points in their lives, but the longer they knew each other the more clear it became to the three of them that they wanted to spend their lives together. Others might not understand their relationship arrangement, calling it strange or even unnecessary, but that doesn't matter to Thomas, Teresa and Newt. They are more than the sum of their parts, and it's in this constellation that they feel most comfortable, secure and loved in this world.

thomesa sweets: free space @thomesa-week . at 5 sweets now 🥰

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now you’re just somebody that i used to know

submission for thomasa week 2024 👀👀 this is kind of amnesia themed. pre-canon. this was fun to draw i love them so much 💜💜

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words: 1.2k rating: explicit summary:

They made it, against all odds. aka the thomesa safe haven fluff my heart needs from time to time <3

@nimmydeede made this beautiful cover moodboard after reading the fic, i just had to include it in the post <3 this is a translation to english of my fic So viel Glück, for the thomesa sweets prompt: happily ever after, @thomesa-week .

filled the jar, yay me!! 😍😍🎉🎉

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Reflections

Pairing:Thomas x Teresa

Summary:Even years later, Thomas finds himself unable to move on.

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Her.

Thomas would choose her no matter what it meant. No matter what she had done, no matter what she did, the choice was her. If two people were put in front of him and he was told to save one, she would be it. She would be the one he’d save.

He should move on. He should try and make a new life. He should fall in love again and not feel guilty about it. He should return Brenda’s long gazes and feel butterflies in his stomach and his heart racing.

He doesn't, and he never will. Brenda's eyes aren't Teresa's. They aren't that dazzling blue that made him think he knew exactly what the ocean looked like before ever seeing it. Nobody was Teresa. Teresa was the only one who would be Teresa, and Teresa is dead. Teresa isn't coming back to him.

Sighing, he sat by the ocean, staring out at the merciless sky. How could it shine so beautifully while his heart seemed so torn? How could it be so bright despite him being so numb and distant from everything? How could it be so alive while almost everyone he’s ever loved is not? While his Teresa, the one he was supposed to look after and love, isn't ever going to be beside him again?

The world was cold, and, dark, and empty. Life was supposed to be happy, but all he ever seemed to feel was a bitter tiredness. It haunted every inch of his mind until it consumed his person from inside out.

Life wouldn't feel like this if Teresa was here. And if it did, she would be there to let him rest on her shoulder when it was too heavy.

If Teresa was here, she would sleep beside him every night. She would smile at him from across the beach. She would hold his hand by the fire. She would tease him as they worked under the sun. She would make his life have purpose.

Their identities had been sewn together. They were given the same books, the same material, the same lessons, the same room layout, the same isolation, the same goals, the same life, until the other was a mirror. One they could look into and reflect on who they were supposed to be.

They weren't supposed to fall in love with the mirror. WCKD couldn't have known they would find themselves staring at the mirror with a genuine longing, a want to understand what it held just to be closed. WCKD wouldn't have cared either so it didn't matter.

The mirrors cracked eventually. As time went on they were less and less alike. Their colors and outlines were unique from everything, with some of it being because of the other that they had spent almost their whole life with.

They had changed alongside each other. While it didn't always match with what stage the other was at, they would always find themselves returning to the other’s side, the unspoken love only growing stronger.

Thomas doesn't have that side to return to. He doesn't have his other half. He doesn't have the only one who could make life okay.

Teresa did a lot of bad to a lot of people and so much good for so many. Teresa had been a puzzle that he would gladly spend his entire life solving just to make sure he knew every piece of her.

After all is said and done, as the days stretch into years, the pain only grows stronger as every memory he has of her grows weaker.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Teresa Agnes/Thomas (Maze Runner) Characters: Teresa Agnes, Thomas (Maze Runner) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Married Couple, Married Life, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Winter, Ice Skating, Thomesa Week Summary:

The tip of Teresa’s nose is the slightest bit pink. Like the color of a ripe peach; just a dab of warm color. It’s as if someone took a paintbrush and adorned Teresa’s face with an extra bit of rosy tint, an extra layer of warmth to protect against the chill in the skating rink. Thomas thinks she looks beautiful.

For Thomesa Week- Thomesa Sweets Prompts: Watching (this year), “just a little longer” (thomesa week 2024)

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so many new thomesa fics, my HEART guys 🥺🥺💘

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The Gladers host a bonfire night to warmly welcome Teresa to the Glade, while Thomas tries to enjoy a carefree evening. Teresa brings him a fresh wave of hope, suggesting that the future might hold more positivity than he had anticipated.

written for @thomesa-week 💖🍭🍬🍫 (prompt: watching)

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𓆩❤︎𓆪 thomesa sweets: unhappily ever after :') @thomesa-week

I wish I could un-recall How we almost had it all

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Beetle Blades

Pairing:Thomas x Teresa

Summary:Even if they're separated by a screen, Teresa's eyes will always be drawn to Thomas.

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Thomas would never admit it. The shivers that would randomly run down his spine. The way his throat would tighten out of nowhere. How his stomach would churn with this dark feeling.

The Beetle Blades would never be anything comfortable. He knew that the second he was made aware of them. Someone watching him from somewhere he couldn't see doing who knows what? The very thought is horrifying.

He didn't know how to explain it in a way that would ever make sense. The sudden pull he would feel to them sometimes, as though there was someone observing him who he wanted to know. Who he did know. Someone who would either make the feeling leave or make it worse than ever.

He would sound crazy if he said that. He felt crazy for it. He felt crazy for a lot of things. Things like how he swore they would sometimes particularly focus on him, as if he was a special interest.

That didn't make sense though. There couldn't be anything special about him. He was just Thomas. He was just yet another boy trapped in a stone prison. Like them, he lacked memories, was being made to find a job to contribute, and would spend his days and nights here. There couldn't possibly be any reason to focus on that.

Teresa’s expression was one of longing and hurt as she watched the Glade, her eyes always flickering towards Thomas. Her heart grew heavier and heavier in her chest, her mind already convincing that she would regret all of this when it was over.

She wouldn't. She kept telling herself that she was doing what had to be done. That's all she had done her entire life. Her purpose was to find a cure and save the world. That's what she was put on this very earth for. Granted, it was a damaged, messed up, undesirable earth, but that's besides the point. When she's done, it will be beautiful again.

Still, even after remembering all that, even after repeating what has been said to her since childhood, her gaze would always linger on Thomas. No matter what happened, no matter what the state of the world is, if he was just in her sight, she would be blind to everything but him.

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My two sweets for @thomesa-week

Yes, I took two sweets for one fic, I'm just greedy like that (also I threw Newt into the mix for good measure) Enjoy!

Teresa’s grip tightened in Thomas’ hair, her presence relentless, her movements deliberate. Her voice, calm yet charged with authority, sent a ripple of strange desire through Thomas. Every word she spoke seemed impossible to defy, a shiver of command that crept down his spine and left him powerless to do anything but obey.

or: Scroch Trials Betrayal Scene but instead of Aris it's Newt with Teresa. (And instead of betrayed, Thomas feels aroused. Oops)