Teresaagnes Stories

Quand Izzy reprend connaissance, elle se retrouve enfermée dans un labyrinthe gigantesque et en constante évolution, aux côtés d'un groupe de garçons qu'elle ne connaît pas. Chaque nuit, les murs se déplacent, les chemins changent, et la menace semble toujours à portée de main. Ses souvenirs du monde extérieur sont flous, réduits à des rêves cryptiques sur une mystérieuse organisation nommée W.C.K.D. Parmi les survivants, Thomas devient rapidement son repère. Ami loyal et courageux, il partage avec elle les secrets du labyrinthe et l'aide à déchiffrer les énigmes laissées dans ses recoins. Ensemble, ils suivent des indices, reconstituent des fragments du passé d'Izzy, et découvrent peu à peu la vérité sur le piège qui les retient. À mesure que le danger grandit, leur lien évolue : les éclats de confiance se transforment en complicité, et la camaraderie cède peu à peu la place à un amour naissant. Dans un monde où chaque pas peut être fatal, Izzy et Thomas doivent apprendre à se fier l'un à l'autre... et à leurs sentiments, si ils veulent espérer s'échapper du labyrinthe et affronter la vérité derrière W.C.K.D.

TMR fanfic after they arrive in Paradise. Do NOT read this if you haven't read the entire series.

The Safe Haven was supposed to be the end of the road. No more WICKED, no more Cranks, and no more Mazes. But when a boy in a tattered orange shirt stumbles out of a solid rock wall, Thomas and the surviving Gladers realised there is a whole different kind of world out there and most of what they knew was only what was disguised by the mist. ​The sun didn't just flare. A God went mad. Now, Grover Underwood has arrived with a terrifying proposition: to survive the dying world, the Gladers must go back underground. But this isn't a trial built by scientists. This is a living, breathing Labyrinth that spans the globe. To find the last sanctuary of the Gods, the survivors of past mazes have to face a magic they don't understand and a world where the monsters are much older than Grievers and Cranks.

maze runner texting fic contains: newt x thomas, sonya x harriet & more to be added originally on ao3 i'll change the cover later but for rn this is it

Ships+ Songfics+ AU's

As sly as a fox, as strong as an ox As fast as a hare, as brave as a bear As free as a bird, as neat as a word As quiet as a mouse, as big as a house As mean as a wolf, as sharp as a tooth As deep as a bite, as dark as the night As sweat as a song, as right as a wrong As long as road, as ugly as a toad As pretty as picture, hanging from a fixture Strong like a family, strong as I wanna be Bright as day, as light as play As hard as nails, as grand as whale As warm as the sun, as silly as fun As cool as a tree, as scary as the sea As hot as fire, as cold as ice Sweet as sugar, and everything nice As old as time, as straight as a line As royal as queen, as buzzed as a bee As stealth as tiger, smooth as glider Pure as melody, pure as I wanna be

Thomas Miller is lonely. However, you wouldn't think so, because he's the star running back for his high school football team, and he has a 4.0 GPA. But, despite all the good, bad is always right around the corner. He gets bullied by the back up quarterback Gally, and his abusive step-father Janson Matthews just adds to the mix. Just when he deicides to give up, he sees the new girl with raven black hair, and mesmerizing blue eyes. Who is this girl? Where did she come from? And why does he feel the need to be her friend?

❝Nothing in this life is free. We all do things we're not proud of to survive.❞ ✃✃✃✃✃✃✃✃✃ WICKED had its fair deal of Trials, most of which were hardly known even among the Immunes themselves. Group A and B were the Elites. The pilot for the ultimate Maze Trials, to put it in a way. Their success shortly branded their peers' lives worth losing for a cure that could very well never see the light of day. To think that WICKED would have drawn the line at a couple of hundreds of children's lives thrown in jeopardy would be naive. WICKED had always a plan B, a second Test, if one so preferred to call it that. They had taken Non-Immune children and given them a purpose, one not as hopeful as the rest of the groups. They were Group S, the mindless soldiers, otherwise known as the Crank executioners. ✃✃✃✃✃✃✃✃✃ (NEWT/MALE OC) [PRE-MAZE RUNNER ― POST-THE DEATH CURE] I DO NOT OWN THE MAZE RUNNER I only own William, part of his family, and Group S. The book is based off The Maze Runner by James Dashner. It follows the films' plots, but keeps important details from the books. DISCLAIMERS ― Language and violence.

This is a piece I worked on for academic reasons. It is written in Teresa's perspective, when she is in the early stages of betraying Tom and the other Gladers. This is written by me, not James Dashner, but all of the characters belong to him.

For seventeen year old Newt, the number ten is everything. Ten steps. Ten times you must snap your fingers. Ten nods of your head. Ten. When he's put in a mental institution for his extreme OCD, depression and anxiety, he meets some unlikely friends. And possibly the boy he's been looking for his whole life. But can he trust him? (also on AO3 under ava_kay) WARNING: content may be TRIGGERING for some (deals with various mental illnesses) most characters from The Maze Runner by James Dashner, I do not own them. p.s.- if newt says anything that seems ignorant towards mental illnesses, please know I'm trying to portray a teenager who doesn't understand yet, and that he eventually will understand!

Random imagines from tmr characters. Short. Oneshots. Requests taken.

Teresa survives, and Thomas and her begin to mend what was damaged. Set in Paradise. (After The Death Cure)

Maeve has spent her life alone, trusting blindly, looking for a shelter. Tripping towards WCKD's claws without even realizing it. Until the last group, who called themselves 'Gladers' came bursting through the doors of the Infirmary and slapped the truth straight into her face. As she struggles to trust her new family, forcing her true feelings down, there's a certain runner who doesn't walk away. Regardless of her useless intents to push him away. Even though everytime he smiled her ice coated heart, melted down with his crescent eyes. MAZE RUNNER: Scorch Trials - On process. The Death Cure - After TDC - Minho x FemOC. English's not my first language, feel free to correct! All rights reserved for the Maze Runner creators.

Final installment in WICKED games! Based of The Death Cure movie (sorry book fans, I would, but it's way easier to go through the movie for dialogue and references than reading the whole goddamn book, and as you know, i like to keep to the original storyline as much as possible) and I will be adding my own little details and taking some, ah, poetic license. Anyways, hope you enjoy! Don't forget to leave feedback, and I'm also working on a series of Maze Runner imagines, that will up soon so please let me know if you have any ideas/things you'd like to see xo

A one-shot narrated from Newt's point of view about his anniversary since he arrived to the Glade in the Box.

Thomesa one-shots for you, well...Thomesa shippers. I'll take your requests!!!!!

Every time I close my eyes, It's like a dark paradise. No one compares to you, I'm scared that you, Won't be waiting on the other side. Every time I close my eyes, It's like a dark paradise. No one compares to you, But there's no you, Except in my dreams tonight.