#newttmr

Based around the song "Rescue" by Lauren Daigle. Specifically the lines "I will send out an army to find you in the middle of the darkest night it's true I will rescue you. I will never stop marching to reach you in the middle of the hardest fight it's true I will rescue you."

Being a runner wasn't an easy task, everyone knew it. It was the most challenging job of all, the most physically straining, and downright most terrifying. So when the glade's strongest, fastest runner ends up trapped inside for a night, most give up hope.

There was no telling how it happened, but while running the maze one afternoon, Minho and Y/n separated. Minho searched for as long as he could, returning to the glade just minutes before the doors closed. He comes out tired and weak, falling to his knees and panting. Alby and Newt come over as fast as they can, followed by Thomas, Frypan, Winston, and Gally. Minho was immediately bombarded with questions from his friends, most asking about you.

"Where is she Minho?" Newt spoke through gritted teeth, his eyes darting between his friend and the walls of the maze, waiting eagerly for you to appear.

"We got separated," Minho spoke, taking Alby's offered hand and standing up. Just three words, that was all it took for Newt to step cautiously towards the maze, threatening with every small step to run into the maze to find you. Alby, noticing the boy's intentions took the second-in-command's wrist, pulling him back towards the group a bit.

"She's going to die out there Alby," Newt spoke, his voice wavering. "I have to go get her"

"If you leave you'll die too. Just have faith, Newt" Alby spoke, clearly and calmly. Clearly, he wasn't understanding the gravity of the situation as the wind blew through the maze and out into the glade, blowing Newt's hair back and out of his face.

The group's panic grew quickly as they realized you were not rounding the corner just in time, being effortlessly flawless as usual. In fact, there was no sign of you anywhere. How was this possible? You had the maze perfectly memorized for years. Of all people, you were the least likely to get lost.

Newt tries to pull away from Alby as the doors start closing, the giant concrete slabs moving slowly, but causing even more fear to surface in the blonde's eyes.

Finally, you round the corner from the right, causing Newt's eyes to perk up. But it leaves quickly as he realizes that you're moving slowly, limping and clutching your stomach. It doesn't help that you're looking at him with desperate eyes, practically begging him to help you. The walls are even closer to closing, and there is no denying that you will not make it in time. Some of the gladers are yelling, encouraging you to keep going and to have confidence.

Newt, however, is trying desperately to free himself from Alby and Minho's grip, which is the only thing keeping him from trapping himself inside the maze too.

Finally, you give up, falling to your knees and smiling sadly at Newt, still clutching your stomach. You calmly accept defeat as the doors shut, allowing yourself one last look at Newt before being swallowed in fear.

Meanwhile, in the glade, Newt is screaming at Alby and Minho, pushing them around in front of the closed doors.

"I could have helped her! We both could have made it!" He screams, pushing Minho back as hard as he could, only causing a stumble back towards the tall, well-built, boy.

"And what if you both got stuck? What then? Huh, Newt?" Alby yells, scoffing and turning away from his friend to walk away.

"She belongs to the maze now" He spoke once more, causing an uproar of anger in the blonde boy. But instead of taking it out on his friends, he turns and punches the maze door as hard as he can, causing his hand to nearly break. He falls to his knees with a heavy sob, the weight, and desperation he feels finally becoming apparent to the group. Some cry, some look down in defeat, and others just shake their heads.

Finally, they all leave Newt to his grief, glancing back as they walk away to see him holding his chest with heaving sobs, his forehead nearly touching the grass as he sits on his legs.

After a few minutes of helpless crying, he finally lays his back against the cold concrete, lays his head against it, and closes his eyes, his arms resting on his knees which are propped up in front of him. The person he mourns for sits in a similar position, just mere feet away but separated by so much distance.

You cry quietly, tears escaping your eyes and sliding down your face as you hold your knees close to your chest. Your backpack lies next to you, begging for you to pick it up and start running, to make any effort to stay alive through the night just as Thomas, Minho, and Alby once did.

Suddenly, you hear soft, but audible words from through the small crack left between the doors of the maze. The familiar voice sends comfort through you, allowing you to finally let the weight and fear of being trapped in the maze sizzle out for a moment.

"I will send out an army to find you, in the middle of the darkest night," Newt speaks, his voice cold and shaken.

"It's true, I will rescue you" He speaks once more, assuring himself that he WILL get you back, even if he can't run to your side.

Meanwhile, you smile softly and touch your hand against the cold walls of the maze, sending a message back through the crack to let Newt know you can hear him.

"I will never stop marching to reach you, in the middle of the hardest fight," You speak, causing the boy on the other side to turn his whole body around due to the sound.

"It's true, I will rescue you" You repeat after him, closing your eyes before standing and picking up your backpack, newfound confidence surging through you. If Newt needs you, you are going to come back to him, no matter what it takes.

He smiles through more tears, standing up himself and hearing footsteps slowly growing further away from the other side of the concrete. He closes one eye and peers through the crack just in time to see you running around a corner, a slight limp causing you to be slower than usual. Newt chuckles through tears, his confidence growing with yours.

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That night, Newt slept at the maze doors, covered by a blanket Minho later brought to him during the night. Alby also occasionally checked on him, making sure nothing bad occurred while he slept as close as possible to where you would return if you had survived your night in the maze.

As he woke, Newt's worry returned to him, and he stood up quickly. His eyes studied the maze doors as he desperately waited for them to open, hope clinging to him as he imagined what could have happened to you out there. Other gladers began joining him, waking with the rising sun and returning to the spot where they learned you had been doomed.

Minho was the first to arrive, standing by Newt's side to reassure him as best he could. After that came Alby, the leader, the man in charge. The rest meant nothing to Newt, all he needed was his two friends beside him as he waited to learn your fate.

Meanwhile, you ran through the maze, relieved to have shaken off the two grievers that had been after you all night. You twisted around every turn, knowing exactly where you were headed. As you neared your destination you heard the doors opening and slowed to a stop in front of the concrete entrance to the maze.

You smiled, standing with relief as the doors opened and revealed the one person whose words kept you going through the night you were trapped in the maze. Newt also felt a smile of pure joy and excitement dance on his lips as he saw you standing at the threshold of the maze.

Minho x reader

Tw: kind of nsfw (hickeys) if there are more let me know.

He is a slut for attention. I said it.

Is rather protective. Not so overkill, but if he sees someone looking at you in a "oh damn theyre kinda cute" you better believe his petty ass will throw his arm around you and make it very noticable that you both are together.

Speaking of which, he leaves hickeys in noticable areas. He is rather proud of them also.

There would probably be some type of competition between you two, at all times. Just to keep it interesting. Who can run to so and so the fastest, who can chug this water the quickest.

You guys fucking own trivia night.

Also, there are a shit ton of petty arguments. They never go further than small bickering, and are mostly lighthearted.

Keeping with that, you guys dont get into screaming matches. The way it usually goes is, either one of you is pissed of for some reason or another, and you either keep silent or get almost passive aggressive. Then you after you have calmed down you talk it out.

The relationship is actually pretty healthy.

Sucker for cuddles.

He doesn't like it when others see that there are cuddles though. He has a little bit of a toxic masc. Mindset. Youve been helping him get out of that.

He likes quizzing you about himself. Whats his favorite color? Whats his favorite thing to do? He really likes it when you remember stuff about him. Makes him feel all warm and fuzzy.

He's sarcastic and flirty, so thats how he always is with you. Even though it was a little annoying in the begining, youve come to love it.

He will let you do his makeup. Not always, and not full face. But boy can rock some lip tint and nail polish.

Speaking of, he likes black nail polish, or dark colors if he was going to wear them.

He likes buying you thing, like when yall are out together, not even a date, he'll buy you coffee. Even if hes not getting anything. He likes making small purchases for you.

Thats kind of his love language. Acts of service/ touch.

If you work out, he'll work out w you. If not, he doesnt care either way.

You guys send eachother dumb pictures of things you find on the internet and are like

Ha that looks like you.

He likes strawberry banana anything. Fr, milkshakes, yogurt, candy, saltwater taffy. Anything.

He really enjoys listening to music together. Then you both can talk about bands and bicker compare them.

He loves everything about you. Literally everything. Even your bad qualities, if you're stubborn or lazy, he still loves them bc they make you you. And you could hardly ever do wrong in his eyes.

Heart shaped eyes for you.

Requests are CLOSED

Started on the 24th of November ‘21

Last updated on the 29th of March ‘26

Total works: 13

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Suguru Geto

- Between Ruin and Redemption - angst, fluffy ending

Stranger Things:

Steve Harrington

series:

- the things we grow into - master list

- and then, there was steve harrington - masterlist

fics:

- Between the Aisles - SMUT, angst, fluffy ending

The Maze Runner:

Thomas

- Escape The Night - fluff, angst

Newt 

- I Need You To Be Safe - angst, a little fluff

- I’m Right Here - angst, fluff (part two to I Need You To Be Safe)

The Vampire Diaries:

Damon Salvatore

- Higher - fluff

Stefan Salvatore

- And My Entirety - angst, fluff

Misc:

Joe Keery 

- Out of Tune - SMUT, angst, fluff

Series:

- Crossing Paths - fluff (part one)

- The Space Between Messages - fluff, a bit of angst (part two)

- Where the Almost Ends - SMUT, fluff (part three)

- The Way We Look at Each Other Now - SMUT, angst, fluff (part four)

- Beyond the Lake - SMUT, fluff (part five + final part)

warning i dont own maze runner, or newt. All that belongs to James Dashner.

he lay there chest rising and falling softly as he took in rushed and shallow breaths. his arms were dangled loosely at his sides. A few tears slipping from his eyes and down his porcelain skin. A knife was lodged in his chest. You were lying beside him, your arms cradling his head gently as you held onto his still form for dear life. He whispered something incoherent before he took your trembling hand in his and laid a soft kiss on your knuckles. As you used your other hand  to push his sandy-blonde hair behind his ears. You could feel him starting to slip away, his breaths slowed and his eyes started clouding. Before he could though he slipped a small yellowed piece of paper into your hand. “Goodbye newt.” you whispered through sobs. Black blood dripped out of his mouth as he closed his reddened eyes. And then he was gone.

Newts letter……

Dearest Y/n,

By the time you read this letter I will be long gone. But I just want to let you know that from the moment you stepped out of that metal box, i knew you were special, different from others. I was proved right when you talked me out of jumping from that wall. You gave me a new purpose, y/n, a reason to keep on fighting. So y/n when i am gone i want you to live life to the fullest, try some new things, and just be happy,. Lord knows you deserve it after everything we have been through. Don't dwell on me or the past, and always remember i love you.  

Yours truly,

Masterlist

Prompt List

TMR Newt x Reader

The Glade celebrates the reader’s birthday and Newt makes sure everything is perfect for their special day.

Word Count - 2.1k

Since your very first day in the Glade, Newt had always been there for you. He helped you through your first few weeks and protected you from the other boys. The two of you had become practically inseparable within the first month of knowing each other and it wasn’t long before you developed feelings for each other. One night, after a few moonshines by the fire, Newt confessed his feelings and asked you to be his girlfriend. 

Alby wasn’t impressed with this and tried to separate you but, once he saw how happy the two of you were, he dropped the subject. The whole Glade understood that you were off limits and the poor boys that didn’t, quickly learnt, with help from Newt. Anytime a new Greenie would flirt with you or someone would say something out of line, Newt would make sure they could see that you weren’t up for grabs. Usually by the two of you arriving at breakfast the next morning with hickies littered all over your necks. It was an effective way to get them to back off, that and Newt’s death glares. 

In the Glade, each boy (and you) celebrated the day that they came up in the box as their birthday. It had been 723 days since you arrived; a week away from your second birthday.

You were slightly late to breakfast, having slept in despite Newt’s efforts to get you up, so the boys were already there when you sat down.

“Morning, love.” Newt smiled at you, kissing your head as you slipped into the seat next to him.

“Morning,” You replied, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“You seem tired, Y/n? Late night?” Thomas chimed, smirking at you and Newt.

Newts cheeks flushed red as you rolled your eyes at the comment.

You and the boys continued to chat whilst you ate your breakfast, gossiping about the new boy that had just arrived.

“I don’t know. He just seems off.” You said, biting into an apple.

Minho chuckled, “Yeah I agree, the shank gives off dodgy vibes.”

As if on cue, the boy you were talking about, Damien, walked passed your table. He looked at you and the boys. His gaze lingered on you until he saw Newt’s raised eyebrow and looked at your intertwined hands. He quickly put his head down and walked away.

You shook your head and laughed at Newt.

“What? I’m not having that weirdo eyeing you up,” Newt replied.

“Aw bless lil Newtie getting all jealous,” Thomas said poking him in the arm.

You laughed before grabbing your plate to clear it away, the boys doing the same.

Outside breakfast, you gave Newt a quick kiss before heading over to the medjack hut for work. 

“See you later, love,” he said, walking the other way.

It was a quiet day so you gave the usual boys what they wanted then decided to rearrange the medicines in the cupboard. The day dragged on and you busied yourself with tasks to make the time go by. Soon enough the sun began to go down and you finished off what you were doing.

You opened the door to see Newt waiting patiently outside, leaning on a tree. 

“Dinner?” He asked, holding out his hand which you gladly took.

After dinner, Newt disappeared with one of the builders and didn’t say where he was going. You’d asked but he’d simply shaken his head and smiled before walking away.

You were lying in bed reading when he reappeared, his head poking around your bedroom door.

“Sorry, I lost track of time,” He said, quickly changing and climbing in next to you.

You nestled your head into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. You fell asleep bundled together, your breathing becoming a synchronised rhythm.

~

The next few days passed by relatively slowly as you went about your usual business. As your birthday got closer you could tell Newt was becoming just as excited as you were. You knew he was wishing it to come just as fast as you as each day he would wake you and countdown the days.

“3 days,” He whispered as you rolled over to face him one morning.

“I’m starting to think you’re even more excited than I am.” You chuckled, lightly kissing him on the nose.

He gently stroked your face “I just want it to be perfect for you. It’s your day.”

You smiled and leaned in, kissing him softly.

“Thank you.”

~

“One day,” Newt chimed, poking your arm to wake you up.

You rolled over and pulled the duvet over your head. Newt chuckled before getting up and changing. You pushed the duvet down and looked at him.

“Where are you going?” You asked, pouting at him as he grabbed his bag.

“I need to finish off a couple of things,” He said, walking over to your side of the bed.

“Can’t you do them later?” You replied, pulling him down towards you.

He laughed and kissed your head, “I’ll see you later, Y/n.”

You frowned up at your boyfriend.

“Hmm.” You said.

“Love you,” He muttered with a wink.

“Love you too,” You replied, putting your head back on your pillow.

He smiled at you before heading out the door.

The day ticked by at snail pace. Your mind was elsewhere so you struggled to focus on your work. Somehow, you got through the day and walked over to dinner with Newt.

“Good day?” You asked him as you walked across the Glade.

“Yeah, you?”

“Long,” You replied, linking your hand with his.

At dinner, the boys were all talking about your birthday.

“Gally’s been gathering loads of wood today, the bonfire’s going to be huge!” Chuck exclaimed excitedly.

“It’s gonna be a fun one, I can tell,” Thomas added.

Finishing your food, you said goodnight to the boys and headed back to the Homestead with Newt. You walked into your room and flopped onto the bed, letting out a large sigh.

“Why the sigh?” Newt asked, coming to lie next to you.

“No reason, just tired,” You replied.

“Okay,” He said placing a kiss on your head, “excited for tomorrow?” He asked, moving a stray piece of hair from your face.

“Of course.”

You got up and changed for bed, jumping in as soon as you could as it was cold in your room.

Seeing the goosebumps up your arms, Newt snuggled up to you and held you tight. Like usual, you relaxed and quickly fell asleep with his arms wrapped around you.

You woke up the next day to an empty bed. Newt was no longer lying next to you. Confused, you jumped out of bed and got dressed, eager to start the day. The Glade was strangely quiet as you walked to breakfast. No one was around, you hadn’t seen a single Glader in the Homestead or outside.You walked into to breakfast when suddenly…

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!”

The Gladers burst out at you and shouted, causing you to nearly jump out of your skin. You smiled at all the faces staring at you. Newt walked over to you and kissed you on the forehead.

“Happy birthday, Y/n.”

You smiled back at him and walked over to your table where Frypan’s pancakes (your favourite) were waiting for you. You beamed at Frypan who simply nodded and smiled.You ate your breakfast, savouring each mouthful of the yummy pancakes. There was an excited buzz in the air throughout the meal as you chatted with the boys.

“So two years? You’re practically a grandma, Y/n.” Minho said, stealing a piece of pancake.

“Oi, they’re mine,” You replied, fighting him off with your fork as he reached over again. “And hey, you’ve been here longer, grandad.” You shot back with a smug smile.

Minho shrugged in response and retracted his fork. A little later, you’d finished your pancakes, having to keep Thomas off as well, and headed into the medjack hut. The boys popped in, each wishing you a happy birthday as you helped them out.

Just before dinner, there was a soft knock on your door.“Come in.” You replied, looking up at the visitor.

Chuck wandered into the room, smiling brightly.

“Hiya, Chuck. What’s up?” You asked, returning the smile.

“I brought you your present,” He said walking over to you and handing you a small paper bag.

You took the bag from him as he stood there beaming. Opening the bag, you saw a flower chain in it. Chuck had gathered the daisies and other flowers around the Glade and made them into a crown for you.

You lifted it out of the bag and admired his handiwork.

“Thank you so much, Chuck. I love it.” You said smiling at the young boy in front of you.

“Will you wear it for the bonfire tonight?” He asked eagerly.

“Of course I will!” You assured him.

Content, he smiled and walked out of the room.

You looked down at the fragile chain in your hands and smiled at the effort Chuck must’ve put in to make it, gathering the flowers and linking them together for you. It made a warmth swell inside of you.

Around lunchtime, you wandered over to see Frypan in the kitchens.

“Alright Y/n?” He asked, looking up as you walked in.

“Yep, I was just wondering if you needed a hand with anything.” You replied, wanting to busy yourself.

“Nope, all good here. Besides, go enjoy your day. No one’s expecting you to actually do any work.” He responded cheerfully.

You laughed before saying you’d see him later and walking out the door.

Soon enough, the sun set and the bonfire was lit. Chuck was right, Gally had built it higher than ever before with all the wood. You stood in front of it, admiring the flickering flames.

You were brought back from your thoughts by two arms wrapping around you from behind. “Hello, birthday girl” Newt whispered in your ear.

You smiled and leaned into him.

He spun you round to face him and you watched the reflection of the flames dance in his eyes.

“I want to give you your present.” He said, presenting you with a small box.

You raised your eyebrow, excited to open it.

You lifted the lid to reveal a long string, plaited together in a chain. Pulling it out of the box, you realised it was a necklace. On the end of the necklace hung a wooden “N”. You looked up at Newt and blushed.

“Newt, I…” You were speechless as you thought of how hard Newt must’ve worked to intricately carve the initial for you and to plait the string and fashion the knotted clasp.

“Do you like it?” He asked, rubbing his hands together nervously.

You laughed, “Of course I do! I love it! Thank you so much, it must’ve taken you ages.” You added, admiring the intricacy of the charm.

Newt just shrugged and smiled, taking the necklace out of your hands so that he could put it on. You twirled around so that he could tie it as he lifted it over your head and gently moved your hair out of the way. "It's so I'm always with you."

Clasping it at the back, he wrapped his arms around you again and softly kissed your neck.

You turned around to face him so that you could kiss him properly. He cupped your face with his hands as you twiddled your fingers in his hair. “Happy birthday, Y/n.” He whispered against your lips.

When you pulled away, you saw that lots of the Gladers were now gathering around the fire. You and Newt sat down on a log as the celebrations began.

The boys liked any excuse for a party so each boy, as they finished their drink, would raise it to you in honour. Soon enough, it became a competition for who could “honour Y/n with the most drinks” and the boys were becoming more and more drunk from Gally’s lethal concoction.

You joined in with the festivities but were wary of not drinking too much. After all, you wanted to still remember your birthday by tomorrow.

After a few hours, many boys went to bed, leaving only a few of you left at the fire. The fire had become smaller and the temperature had dropped slightly so you sat cuddled up to Newt as you chatted with the boys.

Gally raised his glass towards you in a toast, “To Y/n. Happy birthday, shebean.”

You smiled and raised your own glass as the surrounding boys raised theirs and toasted alongside Gally.