*Cover art not mine 'Love.' Teresa stated. 'The one thing harder to squash than a crush.' She paused. 'Also cockroaches.'

So, I watched The Maze Runner: The Death Cure last week - and I am so not okay with that ending! Newt should have survived! So I've taken matters into my own hands and re-wrote the ending. With Newtmas being eventually canon of course! or Where everything's the same except that Brenda, Minho and Gally arrive a minute earlier to save Newt's life and even make it out of the city with the perfect cure made from Thomas' blood. Oh and don't worry if you find the same story on ao3. I've posted it there, too.

newt_isaacs: what would you even do with a million dollars? thomas.edisonn: buy a plane ticket newt_isaacs: to where thomas.edisonn: london ;)

One shots and imagines using the amazing characters created by James Dashner.

short stand alone newtmas stories // want to request? message me...I do NOT have a maze runner Instagram anymore - disclaimer: I do NOT do all requests but feel free to send one in

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

Newt had heard the stories, knew them like the back of his hand: everybody has a soulmate in this world, one person made just for them, blah, blah, blah. Their initials were inscribed on everybody's chest, just to the left of the sternum, directly over the heart. That he was fine with. The problem for him, personally, lay within the other condition: that if you came within close proximity of your soulmate, but failed to meet them, you would have to relive the day until you succeeded. Which, in theory, seems like a good idea, but that's because most people didn't fuck up this badly.

Newt has a snobby, rich family that never leaves him alone about his love life. It's not that he doesn't have one- oh he does. His family is just full of homophobic assholes, aside from his lovely mother, of course. The idea of being bothered by his family because of his lack of a love life drives him to lie about having a girlfriend. Who else's better to play the part than Teresa?

FOR LOVE AND ADMIRATION. - "Name's Newt. And it seems like you're my new roommate", Newt introduced himself to the brunet that had just walked into the room. It was his first year at the Glade, the best college you could go to with next to no money. The brunet took the offered hand and shook it with a smile. "I'm Thomas." Newt smiled back. "Okay, Tommy! You need any help with your stuff?" "Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks, Newt." And as simply as that, their friendship began. Finished 8 November, 2016.

Dylmas/Newtmas fic