antithesis /anˈtɪθəsɪs/ (n.) a person or thing that is the direct opposite of someone or something else "Do you think he's good for me?" "I don't know. But I know you're good for him." Thomas, the new kid, the friendly kid that sits at the back of the class and does his work. The kid ready to make new friends. Newt, the cocky kid, the loud kid that skips class and talks shit for a living. The kid with the haunted past. Thomas hates Newt. Newt loves pissing Thomas off. How could two polar opposites be so perfect for each other? DISCLAMER I do NOT own any of the Characters the plot is mine, with some references from James Dashner's books

who knew music could hold two broken people together? NEWT was hanging on by a thread, a singular note. music was the only thing that was holding him together and made him feel less alone; especially when he moves to another country. that was until THOMAS ◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ೋ• disclaimer: tmr and all of it's characters belong to james dashner. characters personalities will not be exact so they flow better with the story. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #2 in newtmas #1 in newtxthomas cover inspired by @cermonial started: 16.02.21 finished: 05.12.21

•completed• Newt: a smart, shy freshman nervous about enrolling in college Thomas: an energetic, outgoing sophomore ready for love How will these two meet and more importantly; get along.

thomas isn't into music, well he enjoys it casually, but he comes no where near close to being as obsessed with it as his younger sister is // when rose's friends are away she drags her older brother to her favorite place to watch local bands // little did thomas know a night of live music would lead him to becoming smitten with a certain blonde guitar player who goes by the name of newt

thomas' senior year has been uneventful and boring, well that is until he receives an anonymous message from a boy confessing his attraction // thomas commences in an investigation, trying to reveal the identity of his "mystery boy" all while accidentally falling in love with him over text - disclaimer: this plot was somewhat inspired by the book simon v. the homo sapiens agenda

This is a Newtmas fanfic. Its basically the maze runner story, but with NEWTMAS becoming canon. Hope you like it!

Hikaru died. Yoshiki, his best friend, is the only one who knows. "Hikaru", instead, tries his best to get Yoshiki to like him, but the weight of wearing his best friend's corpse feels like something that can't be forgiven. To Yoshiki, getting to know this new Hikaru isn't so bad, but the grief of not recognizing his best friend is eating him up. Can they really keep on living together, like one's life was made for the other? [CONTAINS SOME SMUT, all characters are over the age of consent] #1 in Hikaru (14/09/25) [All credit for characters and art featured in the cover goes to Mokumokuren]

Everything is now over and everything will be back to normal. That should go for all who suffered the long time of war and pain, wins and losses, gains and loses. But Eiji is an exception. It's now time to return to his homeland, Japan. He feels a void in his heart as he boards the plane and he knows very well what can fill that void. It's that person he shared all his pains with. The only person he can't bear to lose, the only person he desires to see before he leaves. But he can't turn back now. He's made up his mind and he knows what he's doing is for the best. "Eiji." A voice rings in his ears. He knows that voice. He knows who called him and he listens to it. "I'm sorry Ibe-san but I'm going down." He doesn't want to leave and regret this for the rest of his life. He needs to see Ash right now. He needs to be with him. So he makes a decision and takes the risk. But, did he make the right choice? Or did he make a choice that will make him want to reset time and wish he never went off the plane?

Raskolnikov, a destitute and desperate former student, wanders through the slums of St Petersburg and commits a random murder without remorse or regret. He imagines himself to be a great man, a Napoleon: acting for a higher purpose beyond conventional moral law. But as he embarks on a dangerous game of cat and mouse with a suspicious police investigator, Raskolnikov is pursued by the growing voice of his conscience and finds the noose of his own guilt tightening around his neck. Only Sonya, a downtrodden sex worker, can offer the chance of redemption.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝟑𝟎𝟕. 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. * 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐜𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 - 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.