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subjecta5newtella · 5 days
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some nalby for @mazerunner-rarepairs month - AU square
It’s late evening after a light post-season practice, and Alby and Newt are headed for the dining hall when Minho catches up with them. 
“Alby!” he calls, jogging over and blocking their exit from the soccer fields. 
Alby sighs. “What?”
“Three of the freshmen challenged Thomas and I to a scrimmage, and everyone else has already left.”
“I’ve already cooled down, I’m not going to start running again.”
“Aw, come on. Thomas and I could beat them two-on-three, but that’ll damage their morale.”
“Call someone else back, then. I’m done for the day.”
Technically, he’s done in general. He’s a graduating senior who doesn’t have to come to practice at all anymore, but as the outgoing captain, he still feels a sense of responsibility. And maybe he’s not quite ready to let go, but that’s another thing entirely. Still, he draws the line at getting all sweaty again because of Minho’s pride or whatever. 
In a stunning display of self-restraint, Minho concedes that battle, then turns. “Hey, Newt?”
“What?”
“If we all promise to go easy on you, do you wanna join?”
Alby catches the exact moment when something sparks to life in Newt’s eyes.
It’s probably a bad idea. Newt can run on his bad leg, but only short distances, and his ankle and hip both have a tendency to hurt the next day. The shift in his balance makes dribbling more challenging than it used to be—he can do it, but it’s not the simple thing it once was. Newt knows all that intimately, of course, but Alby also knows he misses soccer like nothing else, had spent an evening on the bathroom floor in tears between bouts of throwing up vodka on the anniversary of the day he’d been told he’d never play competitively again. He’s a student coach now, and a damn good one in Alby’s (admittedly biased) opinion, but that’s far from the same. 
“You’ll go easy on me, eh?” Newt says, with a smile that looks a little dangerous.
“Well, you know, it’s been a while, we don’t want you to overexert yourself.”
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to convince me to play against you.”
“Aw, come on. The freshmen are getting way too cocky.”
“Fine. But if you mention anything about going easy on me again, I’m betraying you and joining them.”
He hands his backpack over to Alby, who can’t help but say, “Be careful.”
Newt rolls his eyes. “I’ll be fine.” He jogs out onto the field, managing his limp with relative smoothness.
Thomas does a little bit of a double take when he sees Newt joining them, but he drops back to take up a position on his right. He’d played right midfielder when he’d transferred to their school, before Newt had moved him to the left to cover a skill gap, and that combination of Thomas and Minho on their left flank had scored them the game winning goal in conference championships. 
It’s not just Alby’s biased opinion, really. Newt’s a good coach. He’s already gotten an offer to stay on next year as a paid position, and he’s probably going to take it, which means Alby needs to find a job here, even though neither of them have actually talked about that out loud. It’s the two of them. It’ll always be the two of them. 
A couple minutes into the scrimmage, Newt strips the ball from George and sends it up to Minho to do the rest of the running, and in that fast, fluid movement, Alby remembers the way he used to be. Starting lineup, number five, center forward. Quick. Vicious. Glorious. Other teams complained about facing him, and every time they did, Alby felt a stab of pride. People watched him, people admired him, but there were times when Newt would pull off something impossible and look back with a smile that was sharp and wild and beautiful and Alby had known it was for him.
Alby loves this version of Newt without question and he knows he will for the rest of his life, but sometimes it’s hard not to mourn the way things were supposed to be. It’s selfish, maybe. His life is not the one most affected. Knowing it’s selfish doesn’t stop him from feeling it sometimes, 
Newt’s alive, though, which is something Alby doesn’t take for granted, and in the present moment he’s celebrating Minho’s goal. It’s a little tasteless, maybe, but it’s also their first time playing together since sophomore year and they’ve already scored, so they might be entitled.
The game continues and Alby loses himself in it, watching the way Newt and Minho click back into being a solid offensive unit, how Thomas works well with the two of them even in a position that he hasn’t played in a while. It’s easy to forget that he and Newt have never actually played together. They’re a good team. They could’ve been a great one, but that’s the kind of unproductive reasoning Alby tries to shut down whenever Newt gets caught up in it, so he does his best to close it off within himself as well. 
After about ten minutes, Newt slows, then stops, mimes bowing out. He joins Alby on the sidelines as the others keep messing around, retying his hair as he does. “Can’t keep up with the youth anymore.”
“Hurt?”
“Nah. Just old. No stamina anymore.”
Alby’s not sure he believes that, because Newt’s barely even breathing hard, but Alby lets it go because he also doesn’t look like he’s in pain, either. He’ll take an excuse over a breaking point any day.
“You looked good out there,” Alby says, handing Newt’s backpack back to him. 
Newt gives him a sarcastic little salute. “Thanks, Captain. I was awaiting your approval.”
“Shut up.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Newt says, then after a moment adds, “Thanks.”
Things will never be what they used to be. It’s a waste of time to pretend otherwise. But he has Newt, and Newt has him, and they’ll get through together. They always do. 
Alby laces his fingers through Newt’s, and they head off for dinner. 
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subjecta5newtella · 18 days
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Sonya & Newt aesthetic
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subjecta5newtella · 2 months
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harriet, sonya, and newt icons in the colours of the trans flag for @subjecta5newtella for @fandomtrumpshate!!
please rb if saving/using, credit appreciated but not necessary
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subjecta5newtella · 2 months
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subjecta5newtella · 4 months
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can‘t stop thinking about how alby went out to look for newt when he wasn’t back in time despite him being the second in command and knowing damn well it was against the rules, knowing damn well why they made those rules in the first place.
this gets even more poetically heart wrenching when you think about the fact that alby was probably among those who came up with these rules in the first place—heck, this could haven been one he came up with, for all we know.
because he knew that every glader‘s life was worth the same, that they needed to protect the few of them that there were in the first place. but well, that all went out the window when it was newt who didn’t show up, didn’t it… when it was newt he had the prospect of losing.
and in that moment, in the moment alby decided to sneak out and go look for newt, he was selfish. he needed to find newt, to at least try and find newt, because he didn’t want to be in the glade without him. he weighed his options and then opted for the one no good leader should opt for. the one where he was potentially causing the community he helped build severe loss, and even potential instability and consequent danger; 1) because his skill as second in command was needed and, more importantly, 2) if their leader saw fit to ignore rules, what was to stop a regular glader from doing the same?
so like. i just think a lot about how much exactly alby risked by going after newt. and i think you should, too.
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subjecta5newtella · 4 months
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speeding 72
“Do you wanna go somewhere?” Brenda asks you. “Somewhere else. Somewhere we choose.” The stoplight reflecting in her eyes turns green, and you nod.
You are Teresa Agnes, and you fall in love in the passenger's seat of a truck.
now on ao3
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subjecta5newtella · 5 months
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Merry Christmas @dream0fspring
Title: The Old Guard
Notes: Newtmas, Minally and Sonyarriet as immortals, old guard style
Summary: Janson has been tasked with tracing a group of immortals through time, to find and apprehend them. But they're good at staying hidden, which makes him think they've been doing it long, long before they started getting caught on camera. He's only been able to find fragments, glimpses of them here and there across history. He's putting together a story - headed up by Newt and Thomas, partners that have never been recorded far apart, though generally under the radar and at times under married aliases - the group is rounded out by Minho and Gally who tend to crop up in disaster zones including notable wars, and Sonya and Harriet, who have been connected to social justice and activism endeavours since the 50s. Janson won't give up, too much rides on it, but the group are still lost in the wind.
Message to giftee: Happy Christmas Dreams! Thanks for all your hard work <3
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subjecta5newtella · 5 months
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Merry Christmas @subjecta5newtella
Title: Icebreaker
Rating: Teen and Up
Wordcount: 4339
Summary: Sonyarriet and Minewt in a Sports AU.
Sonya decides to go out for the hockey team to impress a certain Team Captain. Actually learning how to play first might have been helpful.
Message to giftee: Hi San! I hope this serves to make your yuletide gay.
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subjecta5newtella · 1 year
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apparently, I joined this tumblr place at 06/10/2013 3:39:22 PM.
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subjecta5newtella · 1 year
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Women go to college to get more knowledge
Men go to my torture maze to atone
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subjecta5newtella · 1 year
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Announcing: BRINHO WEEK 2023!
This will be a week-long event with 6 different prompts (and 1 Free Day) meant to encourage content creation celebrating the romantic and/or platonic pairing of Brenda and Minho from The Maze Runner series of books and movies.
Prompts will be revealed on May 9, which gives everyone 2 months to create for the event – however, since Day 7 is a Free Day, you could start to brainstorm ideas now ;-) Your idea might end up matching one of the prompts!
The blog is already filled with an About page which has the rules and FAQ, but if you have any preliminary questions, feel free to message the mod (newtedison).
I hope my fellow Brinho warriors are excited! They are a rare pair in this fandom but I think they deserve to be celebrated!
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subjecta5newtella · 1 year
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feet on the ground, head in the sky (it’s okay, i know nothing’s wrong)
Over a month into the Safe Haven, neither Brenda nor Minho can sleep. They each get up before dawn every day to run, Brenda timing herself with sprints while Minho maps out the new island. When these near-strangers finally cross paths, they start running together and discover that there are some things they can’t run away from.
read here.
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brinho + snapchat
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tmr + text posts pt. 8
[find the rest here]
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subjecta5newtella · 1 year
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2023 list of luckiest to unluckiest birthdays
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subjecta5newtella · 1 year
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it’s been brought to my attention that nalby
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