Minewt storie

She doesn't know who she is, where she is, or who all of these boys are looking down at her. All she knows is she awoke in a metal box and now she is in what these boys keep calling a "Glade" THIS IS A MAZE RUNNER FANFIC All characters and ideas belong to the wonderful James Dashner, except for my character of course

Teresa's alive and living on Paradise with the rest of the survivors...but no one knows. *All the Gladers are alive* IM BACKKKKKK

Gally really fucking hated parties, especially this one. This very place was where Minho Park cheated on him with some blonde and left him desperate enough to plead Thomas Edison to make out with him for five seconds just to get him jealous. One-shot, Thomally and Minewt, with past Minally. or the oh my god my ex is here please make out for me for like five seconds AU

someone brings newt lilies. - newtmas au - hinted thominewt - angsty possibly

Newt and Minho were just best friends but things start to change when their Emotions change about eachother aswell.

Minho, Newt and Thomas are in high school. Basically just Minewt stuff and some fluff in the later chapters but not in the first one at least.

>> tmr one shots these contain some various ships from james dashner's series, the maze runner. -- art used in this story does not belong to me. it's wonderful art though.

Minho and Newt are like best buds right? Well then, let's see how good it really is! Friendship is a gift, don't waist it! This isn't really a story, just little sketches I think of, also, this is my first time on here so please don't judge. Thanks. "Dude. Dude, wake up." "What!?" "Come on, just get up you lazy shank! I won't stop until you do!" "You will bloody stop because you have to run!" I say, not even opening my eyes. "Well, I don't have to run, I could pick carrots like you do instead." He say with a laugh. I slowing turn to see Minho standing above my bunk, staring down at me.".....

Thomas is really fucking glad he decided to listen to Minho for the first time in his life. If he had known it'd end up with him kissing the gorgeous Aris Jones and riding back to his house in his pick-up truck, he would've done it a while ago. One-shot, Thomaris and Minewt.

"Ồ" đó là tất cả những điều cậu ấy nhớ? Minho nhướng người gần hơn đến Newt, thỉ thầm đủ to để cậu con trai tóc vàng có thể nghe rõ, "Và tối qua chúng ta có thể đã có một nụ hôn"

Because of its recent gain in popularity for some reason, I'm planning on doing a rewrite of this that is longer and more true to the characters. First chapter probably won't be up until sometime in July 2022 because of work and deadlines and it will have a different name, but yeah :) Spoilers for 'The Death Cure'! *** All rights belong to James Dashner! Based on the ending scene with Thomas and Brenda, what if something else had happened? What if Newt and Teresa came back from the dead somehow?

*MAJOR TDC SPOILERS* Imagine if all the Runners in the Maze Runner had puppy companions! This story follows Newt and his Australian Shepherd, Toto. DISCLAIMER: I own none of these characters! All credit goes to the amazing James Dashner!

Thomas and Minho have been best friends for ages. They grew up together, went through thick and thin and are basically insperable at this point. But when a handsome stranger sneakes his way into Thomas' heart, making him break a promise that was made years ago, their friendship is put to a test like never before.

Requests are taken ;) Maze Runner Imagines *NO SMUT*

A MinhoxNewt fanfic dedicated to my Maze runner fanatic friend

Minho and Newt have been friends and lovers for a long time, and everything was okay. Until it wasn't. After the maze, they both start sinking into grief and sadness. The one question they ask each other over and over is: "Are you okay?" They always reply the same way "Yeah, I'm okay." But they really aren't. They tell themselves again and again it'll be okay. That they'll make it to the safe haven, that they'll live a long happily ever after. that they'll be okay. But then they both realize something. They aren't okay. Neither of them will tell each other; until it's to late.

That was the last thing to to break this fragile antique hourglass....now all the sand has spilled..