Thominho Week

It’s here! Sorry I took so long, but these are your suggestions you can vote on. Apparently a lot of you are already on the same wavelength as some of these were suggested multiple times.

Hello fellow runners! Long time no see!

I was wondering whenever you guys want to see a Thominho-Week 2020 so I made a quick interest check. In it is also a space to suggest prompts to later be voted on and to select which month(s) would work best for you.

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by Phoenix_Allura (Artemis_Autumn_Marie)

This is for Thominho Week. It’s for Day Six and ended up being a lot later and a lot longer than I planned. Thomas just wants to run. Everyone else says no, one more empathetically than others. Thomas runs anyway. Minho thinks that this Greenie might be the death of him.

’…’ Indicates telepathy

Words: 7232, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 6 of Nix’s Thominho Week 2019

Fandoms: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner Series - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Minho (Maze Runner), Thomas (Maze Runner), Newt (Maze Runner), Gally (Maze Runner), Frypan (Maze Runner), Chuck (Maze Runner), Ben (Maze Runner), Clint (Maze Runner), Teresa (mentioned), Alby (Maze Runner)

Relationships: Minho/Thomas (Maze Runner), Minho & Newt (Maze Runner), Newt & Thomas (Maze Runner), Gally & Thomas (Maze Runner)

Additional Tags: Poor Thomas, Hurt Thomas (Maze Runner), Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Hurt Minho, POV Alternating, Thominho Week, Thominho Week 2019, Knives, Scarring, Scars, Honestly it’s more comfort than hurt, Kissing, Getting Together, Telepathy, Fanart

This is much later (and much longer) than expected. Day Six of Thominho Week, at long last.

@thominho-week

‘…’ Indicates telepathy

Minho heard the distant Box alarm go off and pushed himself harder; if he could still hear it at this time of day, he wasn’t going fast enough. Besides, it always gave him a headache, and this time was no exception with the pressure building in his head. ‘Where am I?’ What? He knew where he was. He must be imagining the questions the Greenie would ask. Maybe he needed to take a day off. 'Can anyone hear me?’ Okay, that was even weirder. 'Please, can you hear me?’ Minho rolled his eyes. He must be going crazy. 'Yes.’ He thought back. 'Now stop distracting me, I’m Running the Maze and don’t want to die.’ 'Okay.’ A pause. 'For what it’s worth, I don’t want you to die either.’ Minho snorted to himself and the pressure at the back of his mind lifted. Whomever he had been speaking to had left the conversation. Minho continued his run. He’d have to meet the Greenie later–oh shuck. Shuck, that was a Griever. Lying there. Unmoving. Maybe he should poke it.

A vid I made in honor of @thominho-week!

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by Phoenix_Allura (Artemis_Autumn_Marie)

Brenda’s trapped with Thomas. If only he weren’t so clearly in love with that leader of his, then she might try out WICKED’s suggestions. Well, never mind that now. They’re trapped, and there’s danger all around. Somehow she has to get them both out alive. (Good for her that Jorge never trusted WICKED with her life and taught her more useful things than they’d ever given her.)

Words: 2533, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 5 of Nix’s Thominho Week 2019

Fandoms: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner Series - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Thomas (Maze Runner), Brenda (Maze Runner), Minho (Maze Runner), Jorge (Maze Runner), The Nose Guy

Relationships: Minho/Thomas (Maze Runner), Brenda & Thomas (Maze Runner)

Additional Tags: Brenda’s POV, Knives, tunnels, Fear, Established Relationship, Thominho Week, Thominho Week 2019

Day Five of Thominho Week! Six and Seven will likely be late due to family issues, sorry

@thominho-week

Brenda grabbed Thomas by the shirt and dragged him behind her. He was looking after his friends, she just knew it. Soon he was keeping pace with her. As the air cooled, she released his shirt. “Just keep going!” She made sure her tone was sharp. It was cute, that he was so worried about his friends, but really, they needed to focus on themselves. “It’s better if we split up, anyway.” She didn’t need to turn to know he was still behind her. She checked the marks on the walls, turning at the ones she was certain of. Hopefully, there weren’t too many Cranks in here. After the third turn, she stopped and placed a hand on Thomas’s chest to halt him. “Do you hear anything?” Even through her harsh breathing, she kept her voice low. No use alerting anything in the area they were here. She scanned the area as Thomas asked a few questions and answered automatically. “Are we safe?” Right; she’d just told him about Cranks. “What happened with the explosion anyway? We need to go find my friends.” “What about Jorge?” Okay, she was annoyed. Annoyed enough to make her stop watching the area. “Shouldn’t we find him too?” “Yes, all of them.” Thomas agreed quickly. “Even if we have to do it alone,” She turned all the around, pressing her chest to his. “I want you to promise that you take me all the way to the end, to the cure WICKED has.” She knew better than to try anything more after how he and the boy he said was leader, Minho, had behaved out there. Her orders may be to get close in whatever way possible… but there was no way he was going to play into her tricks when he was clearly in love with Minho. He pushed her away, and she looked up to where his face should be. “How do we get out of here?” That question didn’t surprise her. “There are other ways.” “What did Jorge tell you?” That one did. “Just about everything. I figured it out, though.” And so did the others, Barkley and his gang were who she was worried about. “And you don’t think anyone else did?” “Yeah, Barkley and his lot. I think they’re the ones who set the explosion, actually. There are other places to find food and other ways to get in.” He just wasn’t going to stop asking questions, so she might as well answer them preemptively. She turned away again. There was no point in trying what WICKED wanted her to try. Sure, Thomas was cute, and he might be nice when he wasn’t worried, but he was so not interested her it wasn’t even funny. No, the best thing for them to do was continue on and find another way out. She was sure of her way; she’d been down here plenty of times–but never too far in. Then the glass started breaking.

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by CelestialVoid

If Gally’s aim had been off by a few inches, things would be different.

Words: 1191, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner (Movies), The Maze Runner Series - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Thomas (Maze Runner), Minho (Maze Runner), Gally (Maze Runner), Chuck (Maze Runner)

Relationships: Minho/Thomas (Maze Runner)

Additional Tags: Chuck Lives, Injury, Blood and Injury, Blood and Gore, Blood and Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Rewrite, Thominho Week, Thominho Week 2019

@thominho-week July 5: Canon Rewrite/Fix-It

If Gally’s aim had been off by a few inches, things would be different.

Thomas looked down the small hallway, at the large metal doors that stood before them.

He felt his chest swell, a sense of hope and relief filling him. They had made it. They’d made it out of the Maze.

Thomas drew in a deep breath. “Let’s get out of here.”

“No,” came a gruff reply.

The Gladers turned around to see Gally standing a few feet away, his face lit by the sparks of the broken consoles and the dull blue haze of the emergency lights. In one hand he held a Greiver’s receiver, the broken wires hanging limp and the screen still lit up by little red lights.

“Gally?” Thomas whispered, stepping out in front of the small crowd.

“Don’t,” Teresa muttered, grabbing Thomas’ arm and pulling him back. “He’s been stung.”

Gally’s face was red and blotchy, marred bruises and beads of sweat. Tears welled in his eyes as his body trembled. He held his hand out to the side and let the receiver drop from his hold, striking the floor with a thundering boom.

Gally sniffed back tears, his lips trembling as he said, “We can’t leave.”

Thomas’ eyes dropped to the boy’s hand, noticing the gleaming light that reflected off something metallic in his hand. Sparks rained around him, breaking the darkness and revealing what Gally held in his hand. A gun.

Thomas’s stomach dropped, his throat tightening as he swallowed hard.

“We did,” Thomas pointed out, his voice soft and cautious. “Gally, we’re out… We’re free.”

“Free?” Gally repeated, his voice void of any emotion.

He dropped his head and looked away. Slowly he shook his head, tears streaking down his face.

“You think we’re free out there?” he asked, gesturing at the large metal door behind them with his free hand.

Everyone looked at one another, eyes full of worry and fear as they looked at their friends. They couldn’t give up, not when they were this close.

Minho sat beside him. They had been atypically quiet, both feeling the weight of the fact that today was their last day together. Tomorrow, Minho would be Swiped and sent into the Maze, and Thomas… Thomas would stay here. It was a betrayal and he knew it.

Their hands were still entangled. If they had been discussing something, it really could have been any other day. Thomas’ small room was unchanged, the day identical to the week behind it, and physically, neither of them were any different.

“We should talk,” Thomas tried. Minho lifted his gaze from the floor and he almost winced at the weight of it, the heavy, tired pools that had replaced his boyfriend’s eyes. “I want to say goodbye, at the very least.”

“Well, you’ve said it. We’re done,” Minho said, letting his frustration bleed into his tone. Thomas rolled his eyes.

“Really say goodbye. I don’t want to- to just leave you like this. It’s not like I want to be doing this, Minho!”

“You haven’t done much to stop it,” Minho said bitterly, pulling his hand away. Then he softened, shoulders sagging and eyes closing for a moment. “I’m sorry. That was harsh.”

Thomas smiled sadly. “It’s true, no matter how much I wish it wasn’t.”

“I- I don’t want to forget you. I don’t want to forget us,” Minho sounded downright bashful when he spoke and Thomas took his hand again. “I don’t want to forget your stupid face and working with you.”

“I guess I’ll have to remember for both of us, huh?” They both know that Minho will come back from the Trials different, but they can hope, can’t they?

Minho pretended to think about it, then fake-sighed. “It’ll have to do.”

Thomas laughed for the first time that day. But then he grew serious. It was time. “Listen, if you can even kind of hold on to anything through the Swipe-”

He cut himself off for a second, held Minho’s hand with both of his own, and continued. “If you remember anything, remember that I love you.”

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by Phoenix_Allura (Artemis_Autumn_Marie)

Thomas is stressed. He’s got work to worry about (he needs the money; how else is he going to pay for tuition in the fall? Or the apartment? Or anything else?) the cat he wants to adopt, and of course his wonderful boyfriend, Minho, who puts up with all his long hours.

Minho doesn’t know why Thomas seems to be pulling away from him. Maybe this cat can help them learn to talk it out.

Words: 3192, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Nix’s Thominho Week 2019

Fandoms: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner Series - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Gally (Maze Runner), Newt (Maze Runner), Teresa Agnes, Brenda (Maze Runner), Harriet (Maze Runner), Sonya | Elizabeth “Lizzy” (Maze Runner), Thomas (Maze Runner), Minho (Maze Runner)

Relationships: Minho/Thomas (Maze Runner), Minho & Newt (Maze Runner), Newt & Thomas (Maze Runner), Teresa Agnes & Thomas (Maze Runner), Teresa Agnes/Brenda (Maze Runner), Harriet/Sonya | Elizabeth “Lizzy” (Maze Runner)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Arguments, Hurt, Comfort, Soul-Searching, Relationship Advice, Fights, Idiots in Love, Resolved Fights

Day four of Thominho Week! @thominho-week

Minho had had his doubts for a while about his relationship with Thomas. They’d been good friends for years before they realized there was mutual pining. Maybe they were better off as friends. They hadn’t sprouted wings yet. Wings were hallmarks of love and devotion. Hs parents had gotten theirs after a year of dating. He and Thomas were going on eighteen months. Nothing. It didn’t seem to bother Thomas, and Minho knew that plenty of people lived in healthy, caring relationships without wings. (There’s a difference between knowing and wanting.) And now Thomas was excited about this cat at work, had asked Minho to come to meet her to see if they’d like to adopt her. Minho had said yes. “One last shot at this,” He promised himself. “One last try with Thomas, and, if it ends, it ends. No big fuss at all.” “Hey, Minho, right?” Thomas said you’d be coming by to see that cat he’s so fond of. It’s nice to meet you, Minho, I’ve heard so much about you.“ That last part was said loud enough for someone in the back to hear. "Come on back. I must warn you, this cat is a bit of an odd looker. She’s really pretty after you get past that.” The boy–no older than fourteen–led him to the kennels. “Here she is. I’ll go grab Thomas for you, he was working with a potential adopting family last I checked.” The cat was certainly odd, but Minho had two dozen years’ worth of memories about the strays his mother liked to feed. They had been odd colors too, due to inbreeding of marked cats. This one was inbred, but somewhere along the line, the inbreeding had been diluted slightly. She was large, almost overly so, and was a rich turquoise mixed with a dusty green. She had one of the famed marks on her forehead: A white circle. Minho crouched down to pet her. She preened at the touch, and Minho smiled. He knew how to deal with cats. “Beautiful, isn’t she?” Thomas asked. “She’s smart, too, very independent.” “You want to keep her, don’t you?” Minho could see it on his face. “Yeah,” Thomas scratched his ear; Minho absently noted the bandaids covering his arm. He’d been handling the rougher animals again. “But I didn’t want to spring her on you by just bringing her home, I wanted to make sure you wanted her too.” “Maybe we should do a trial run? Take her home for a few days and see how it goes.” Minho suggested. They both knew that meant he was halfway to yes. “Want me to get to work on the take-home papers?” The kid had turned up again. “Just bring them to my office, thanks, Chuck.” Thomas picked up the cat carrier. “I hope you know some good cat names.”