#sonyarriet

[bellzsad]

i just put as many options as possible in this poll even though i'm aware that most of them are rarely talked about!

i also know exactly which one will win but im curious so.. go ahead and vote!!

don't forget to put reasonings in comments/reblogsss

edit: sorry i wasn't aware that the brenda x gally ship was actually brendally, mb!! i didn't know much about the ship beforehand so i just typed the first ship name that came up. it's also supposed to be "bren", no "ben", that was a typo!!

#tmr #the maze runner #maze runner #the death cure #the scorch trials #tmr newt #tmr gally #tmr thomas #tmr brenda #tmr minho #tmr teresa #newtmas #thomas x newt #minewt #thomesa #thominho #trenda #thominewt #bengally #sonyarriet #newnda #tharis #frinston #tewt

[its-tea-time-darling]

periodic post abt events in the maze runner fandom 💕💕

ongoing:

@tmr-cultures

@fandomtrumpshate

@newtmas-fest

upcoming (march): @thomesa-week

march: @chuckweek

april: @thomallyweek

may: @thominho-week-2024

june (possibly, dates aren't confirmed yet as far as i know): @themazewomen

sometime later during the year, not confirmed yet whether it'll be happening (last year it was september): @minewtweek

sign ups starting in september: @mazerunnersecretsanta

#lmk it i forgot anything! #tmr #maze runner #the maze runner #thomesa #thomally #newtmas #minewt #thominho #maze runner chuck #chuck maze runner #sonyarriet #soniet #brenderesa

[go-catch-a-chickn]

but this is not the end

Newt in death, is not smiling, but there’s no furrowed brow either, no stress painted on his face. He has nothing to worry about anymore. Sonya has no idea what the future holds for them, but she hopes that Newt has gone to a place as dreamy and safe as the island they are headed to. She doesn’t want his soul to miss out on paradise.

Sonya expected to go to Safe Haven with her brother at her side, but then everything goes wrong. They never get to reunite as siblings and it leaves Sonya heart broken upon the arrival at Safe Haven. When Sonya is given Newt's necklace it brings her unexpected comfort.

or: Newt is a ghost in the Safe Haven

written as a secret santa gift for @astralpenguin 💖💫

read on ao3

#yes i broke my own heart with this fic and i cried multiple times while writing it #major character death #hurt/comfort #sonya tmr #newt tmr #harriet tmr #thomas tmr #sonyarriet #newtmas #tmr #the maze runner #my writing #my moodboard

[themazewomen]

welcome to the maze women!

this event is a celebration of female characters and wlw relationships in the maze runner series 💗🤍

• 2023 prompts and rules.

• ao3 collection.

• previously asked questions & answers.

• ask any other questions here.

• 2023 roundup

• tag your posts with #themazewomen2023!

#themazewomen2023 #tmr #the maze runner #maze runner #sonyarriet #brenderesa #teresa agnes #tmr brenda #tmr harriet #tmr sonya #ava paige #mary cooper #tmr events #wlw

[subjecta5theglue]

the maze women: pride 🧡🤍🩷

for @themazewomen // if any of these photos are yours and you want them taken down, please let me know!

#moodboard #maze runner #the maze runner #soniet #sonyarriet #sonya x harriet #harriet x sonya #sonya tmr #harriet tmr #tmr harriet #tmr sonya #tmr #sonya maze runner #harriet maze runner #maze runner harriet #maze runner sonya #themazewomen2023

[mazerunner-goes-eurovision]

HELLO HELLO!!

🎶Welcome to The Mazevision 2023 event🎶

What is this about?

The mazevision song contest is a Eurovision themed maze runner event! The maze runner fandom is so wide and we have people from across the globe with so many different cultures and languages. We wanted to get people excited for Eurovision while creating new content and getting people to share a song from their country so we can all expand our musical horizons!

How can you participate?

You choose a song from your country, the song can be in English (preferable for accessibility) or in your native language (if not English). You then create a piece of maze runner content based on this song. For example a song fic, a video edit to the song, a moodboard based on certain lines and characters. It’s completely up to you!

When will mazevision 2023 happen?

Creations starting from April 1st, posting starting May 1st to lead us into Eurovision! (While the event ends on the 13th we’ll acknowledge creations up to the end of May)

Other details you should know:

nsfw content is allowed provided you tag and cover as necessary on tumblr and and ao3, nsfw content shared to tumblr should be placed under a read more

Word minimum for fics is 1k.

Your country doesn't have to participate in eurovision song contest. Open to everyone wanting to participate!

Tag your submission with #mazevision2023 and we’ll reblog it here!

Fic can be added to our collection here

Share the song with us so we can create a playlist at the end of the event!

We can’t wait to hear some new songs and get stuck in!🎶

#mazevision 2023 #maze runner goes eurovision #the maze runner #tmr #maze runner event #eurovision #newtmas #thominho #thomally #sonyarriet #nalby #nally #galesa #thomesa #minewt #frypack #brinho #benho #Minresa

[chippedshake]

The greatest expression of love is joining someone else's fandom.

Just think about it for a while. First you have to consume the media the fandom is based off of, and while it's possible for it to just be one book or one movie, it's almost always a series. A lot of times there a book AND movie series.

But that isn't nearly enough. Having read or watched the Maze Runner doesn't mean you get the page 250 jokes. Reading Percy Jackson doesn't mean understanding "you drool in your sleep" and "you're not my type" (this one especially now with the casting for the series).

Also. We notice a ridiculous amount of breadcrumbs to defend any point possible (I've seen a PowerPoint presentation on Tumblr as to why the Gladers should say fuck).

And the amount of weird ship names is just ridiculous (there may be a reasonable justification, but wolfstar and rosekiller are just not intuitive), as well as random fixations on completely unimportant characters.

Here's a list of ones I can think of off the top of my head:

Evan Rosier, Barty Crouch Jr., Regulus Black, Pandora [last name unknown], Blaise (I forget the spelling) Zabini, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson for Harry Potter. Ben, Nick, George, Stephen, Sonya, Harriet, and Rachel for the Maze Runner. Ethan Nakamura (I think he's more important but I can't remember), Kayla Knowles, Austin Lake, and Lee Fletcher for Percy Jackson.

If you just read the books once, you probably don't notice most of these characters.

Just in general there's so many inside jokes and references and quotes and concepts and fanon and headcanons, and all of it is would be so exhausting to keep up with if you weren't completely invested in this made up world some random person came up with.

#dude seriously #my friend likes bnha and i'm trying to get into the fandom and there's just so much to read and watch #the maze runner #tmr #fandom #hcs #thomas tmr #nick tmr #ben tmr #george tmr #stephen tmr #sonyarriet #sonya tmr #harriet tmr #harry potter #evan rosier #rosekiller #barty crouch jr #regulus black #wolfstar #percy jackson #ethan nakamura #kayla knowles #austin lake #pansy parkinson #blaise zabini #vincent crabbe #gregory goyle

[newtedison]

maze women 2023: fantasy

sonyarriet - good / evil fairies @themazewomen

#this was not my original plan but here we are #i'm not really like a. fairy tales or fairy person but this ended up being an easy thing to make lol #themazewomen2023 #sonya #harriet #sonyarriet #my edits #au #tmr #the maze runner #soniet

[harveylovesmike]

insp.

#tmredit #sonyarrietedit #sonyarriet #the maze runner #glader cup 23 #mine*

[itsthemxze]

Maze women prompt: Pride

Sonya & Harriet!

It’s the last day of June and so the last day of pride month here, very bitter sweet but the perfect time for this prompt!

#This is a bit of a bigger moodboard than usual because I loved so many of the pictures skdkskdk #Sonya tmr #Harriet tmr #tmr Harriet #tmr Sonya #sonyarriet #soniet #tmr #the maze runner #itsthemxze #maze runner #pride #pride month #themazewomen2023

[mazegays]

could've followed my fears all the way down

please do enjoy this sunday offering of angst : ). i've played with this one a bit since i originally wrote it and personally i think it has a lot of great lines. let me know what you think!

Chapter 21

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 22

Harriet falls to her knees at the edge of the ditch, the shock of the impact zinging through her body and pulling something in her lungs taut. She has to force herself to close her eyes so that she can take a breath. 

He’s on his side, wood tied to his chest. 

He’s even still got his bag; if she didn’t know what she was looking for, she wouldn’t have been able to find it.

He—the body—he’s covered in mud, and dirt, and she can’t tell what’s wrong with him. She needs to get someone, needs to move, but she can’t make herself stand up,

One of his arms—oh, that looks bad. His legs look okay, just positioned oddly. He doesn’t have shoes on. How could he have lost them? What happened? Did they wear out that quickly? His feet will be a mess of cuts, for sure. And if they’re infected… what if they have to remove them? Maybe Gally will be able to build him something… 

Harriet shakes herself. She can’t afford to get distracted now. She doesn’t even know… she can’t tell, not while she’s still so far away.

She can’t tell if he’s alive, or if she’s just found his body.

How long has he been here? How close were they to finding him?

If they’d spent just one more day looking, would have they found him in time?

His eyes are open, just halfway, and Harriet unfreezes. She moves as quickly as she can down the side of the ditch without tripping herself, and taps his face lightly.

It’s red, swollen; his lips are dry and cracking. 

She doesn’t know what that means. Dehydration, but that’s a given. She’d be more surprised if he wasn’t dehydrated. She has to find a way to get her fingers under the wood on his chest to get to his neck.

She can’t tell if he’s dead or not. Her heart is racing in her ears, all the way down to  her fingertips; she can’t get a pulse. 

“Thomas, can you look at me? Can you hear me? Thomas, it’s okay, you’re going to be okay. I promise. I’ll get you back.”

Harriet’s strong, but she doesn’t think she should be able to carry Thomas.

He’s lost weight, again, that much is obvious—he’s been out here for a while without food. She doesn’t let herself think about how long it’s been. Too long, probably.

And he was right here… he was so close.

His arm is definitely broken. There’s not a lot she can do out here, but she makes a sling out of her shirt to keep it from getting worse while she carries him.

She’s not sure it even matters, but it makes her feel better, at least. If he is still alive, somehow, she’s helped. She’s helping. 

So she keeps talking to him, narrating what she’s doing like it matters. Like he can hear her.

“Thomas, I’m going to carry you, okay? We’re not far, you almost made it by yourself.” It’s easier if she pretends he can. Anya can tell her later, but for now, she’s pretending. Pretending that it’s possible for him to be alive, and here, and that she’s just saved him.

“We’ll take care of it, Thomas, I promise. It won’t hurt like this for much longer.” Carrying him is awkward, but she manages to keep his broken arm against his chest.

He’s just too tall for her to be able to support his head at this angle, but she can’t worry about that too much right now.

Anya will know what to do. 

She has to know what to do.

They can’t lose Thomas twice.

They can’t.

And if Anya tells her that she’s just found his body, at least she’s brought him back.

They won’t have to leave another friend unburied, with no idea where the body ended up. He won’t be eaten and picked apart by scavengers until only his bones are left.

Harriet can’t do much else now, not if he’s really gone, but she can run, and she can hope.

It’s that hope, faint as it is, that keeps her legs from giving out under her as she tears back out of the woods, directly to the medical cabin.

finish on ao3 or continue reading

Sonya knows something’s up when Harriet doesn’t visit the greenhouse after her morning run. It’s become part of their routine. Harriet runs in the woods, and Sonya pretends she’s working instead of just wishing that she could have another dirt fight with Thomas or something similarly unproductive.

Maybe Harriet tripped on a root or something, and had to go wrap her ankle. Or she could have decided to go on a longer run today. The change in routine itches at her a little; not as much as it would have back in the Glen, she’s more used to changes happening day-to-day now, but it still doesn’t feel right.

Sonya makes herself wait a while before she goes down to the medical cabin, to make sure that Harriet’s really not coming. 

Then she can’t get into the medical cabin, and she knows something is really wrong. Had Harriet broken a bone? Someone should have come to get her. Unless there was no one to come and get her.

She’d be allowed in, though. She would be allowed in if it was just a broken bone, as long as it wasn’t, like, poking through the skin.

Why else would Harriet and Anya be locked in the medical cabin for? The kitchens and the greenhouse are the most injury-prone spots, and she already knows that no one in the greenhouse got hurt. 

Had Harriet found— 

No. She couldn’t have. There’s no way.

Sonya doesn’t let herself think about it. It’s not possible.

Minho’s by Thomas’s tree. Gally’s in the kitchen with Frypan, and Aris, Rosa, and Frankie are working somewhere. Even Jorge is out working this morning.

From what she can see, everyone is where they’re supposed to be. She can’t see everything, not as easily as she could have in the Glen, but she can see enough.

Everyone is working—or playing, in the case of some of the kids—and no one is hurt. They’re all where they’re supposed to be.

Everyone but Harriet and Anya. Well, and herself, since she’s not in the greenhouse. 

Harriet might have gotten hurt, or found an injured animal. She didn’t find— she couldn’t have found him.

Thomas can’t have been that close all this time.

His body can’t have been that close the entire time.

Because that means they almost found him. It means that if they had just looked a little harder, they would have been able to save him.

Feeling lost, she sinks down next to Minho and lets him tell her facts about spruce trees. 

She’s heard them all from Thomas before, but she thinks she could stand to hear them a few more times.

Minho doesn’t watch as Harriet carries Thomas’s  a body into the medical cabin. He can’t.

Gally doesn’t know yet. He’d be rushing over here if he did. Shuck, not even Minho knows yet, not really. He just knows that Harriet was carrying something and rushing. It doesn’t mean she’s found a body. It could be an injured animal.

It’s probably an injured animal.

If it’s Thomas, then Minho’s not going to be the one to tell Gally. Minho hadn’t even been able to tell him the first time around, that they hadn’t found him.

When Sonya sits next to him, he tells her the facts he can remember, the ones he’s been repeating to himself for days like they’ll bring Thomas back.

Nothing will bring Thomas back, not even his body.

Maybe they’ll bury him under this tree, and then Minho can recite Thomas’s spruce facts back to him, over and over again until the roots and trunk have grown their way around him.

Sonya listens, but she’s watching the door.

“Harriet’s okay.” He tells her, realizing she didn’t see what Harriet had been carrying. “She found Thomas’s body.” He hadn’t meant to say that. He doesn’t know that Harriet found Thomas’s body. She found something, but that doesn’t mean it’s Thomas.

“No, she couldn’t have— she doesn’t go that far, he can’t have been that close for all this time. Why didn’t we find him?”

“I don’t know.” If he were less numb, Minho knows he’d be freaking out the way she is.

But he hasn’t felt much of anything since he realized they were never going to find Thomas alive.

“I just want him back.” He whispers, interrupting her. “The tree facts, they’re all from Thomas, and I don’t even remember most of them. I just— I want him back. I want him to tell us this is a stupid place for a tree, especially one that will get as big as a spruce. I want to watch his face when he’s thinking and try to figure it out. I want him to know how much I love him. He didn’t know, Sonya. I never got that chance.”

“Minho, I don’t think he’s dead.” Sonya’s still watching the door. “I don’t think she found a body.”

“What else could she have found, Sonya? He’s dead. It’s…” There are countless reasons.

It’s been too long. He would have run out of food days ago. Probably before they even started looking for him, from what Sonya and Aris have said about how much food he had.  The wind storm could have caused him any number of injuries, he might have been crushed by a tree and actually died under it, because Minho wasn’t fast enough to save him.

He wasn’t fast enough to find him in time. He should have gone ahead sooner, and maybe then he would have found Thomas before the worst could happen. If they ever find him now, it will only be his body.

Minho doesn’t know if he’d rather never see Thomas’s face ever again, or be able to bury him properly.

“I think she found Thomas.” Sonya’s still insisting, but Minho can’t let himself believe it. He can’t think he has Thomas back again, only to find out he’s wrong.

He’s the one who wasn’t there in time. Thomas had always been there to save him, to make sure he was safe.

But Minho hadn’t been… he just… 

He wasn’t good enough. Not this time. Not when it mattered.

Is this how Thomas felt all the time? That he wasn’t enough?

Minho should have told him earlier.

Should have said something one of those nights where they curled into each other to chase away nightmares, told him ‘I love you.’ and asked if he could kiss him.

He’ll never know what that’s like, now.

He and Gally have moved in together, but it’s not the same. They don’t love each other the way they love Thomas, not yet. They’ve been too distant for that.

He wants to.

He wants to have them both, but Thomas is dead, and now he won’t have either of them.

“No, Minho, why would they still be in there if Thomas is dead?” Sonya insists. He tunes her out.

Thomas is dead. He’s accepted that.

(He hasn’t.)

So why is he hoping for more now?

Making this applesauce, something Thomas would have loved— once he’d made the strawberry jam, it’d been his favorite food to eat. He hadn’t shut up about it.

So why now? Why would Frypan have him make this now?

He can barely see Thomas’s tree from this angle; he knows Minho’s sitting under it.

He hardly goes anywhere else these days.

Sometimes, Gally wants to join him.

Usually, he’s too afraid he’ll say or do something he’ll regret. Things have been weird between them.

Worse than before, even though he moved into Minho’s cabin because it’s closer and easier to manage with his leg.

They don’t have Thomas tying them together now, not in the same way he was before. Gally’s not quite sure what to do with that.

So he draws on his anger the way he always used to in the Glade, because it’s easier than having to deal with the sadness and the worry and the numbness that threatens to creep in and weave ivy walls over his heart and mind.

“Fry, what are we going to do with this? How long will it keep for?” Smashing the strawberries up has been vaguely therapeutic, and as much as he hates the thought of making something Thomas would love that he can’t eat, it’s still been… kind of fun.

“Well, it’s only one batch, so it should go pretty quickly.” Frypan seems tense. Like something’s wrong.

Gally can’t see anything wrong, but he knows Thomas was put at this station because it’s pretty hard to see everything.

What does Frypan know?

Why is he not saying anything about it?

Or maybe it’s just that he’s remembering Thomas, too. Whenever they lost someone, Frypan would do this. He’d be tense for a few days, throw himself into cooking and baking almost aggressively, and it’s nothing new.

But Gally desperately  wants for there to be another reason for Fry to be tense.

“What’s going on, Fry?” He can’t leave the applesauce, it’ll burn, but he wants to know.

“I don’t know, Gally. I just saw Harriet running back, is all. I don’t know what’s going on.”

Running back…

Running back from the woods.

Fuck.

She’s found Thomas’s body.

“I want to see him.” He says, moving faster than he thought he could.

“Gally, don’t— ” Frypan takes his spoon and tosses it to one of the other cooks. “If you’re going, you can’t go alone. Your leg is still bad.”

“Mina, you’re in charge. Please make sure nothing burns.”

“Got it, boss.” Frypan takes one of Gally’s arms around his shoulders— it’s faster than the crutches he hasn’t quite gotten the hang of yet.

He can use them fine in the cabin, but he still has a difficult time on the grass.

They go to Thomas’s tree. Sonya, who usually avoids it, is sitting pressed shoulder-to-shoulder with Minho.

Gally sits on Minho’s other side, but not quite as close.

“Do you know what’s going on?” Frypan asks. “I saw Harriet run by, but I wasn’t sure.”

“That’s why you wanted me to make strawberry applesauce. You thought— ” Gally cuts himself off.

Does Frypan think Thomas is alive?

“Would they have been in there this long if he wasn’t?” Sonya counters, softly. She sounds tired. Like they’ve been doing this over and over.

They probably have.

“He’s dead, Sonya. It’s been too long.” Minho sounds tired, like he doesn’t want to hold onto any hope that Thomas is alive, that Harriet found him after all this time.

It’s only been a week and a half since they planted the tree, but it feels like a lot longer.

Most things feel like that. Gally feels like it’s been ten years and also no time at all since they escaped the Glade, since he joined the Right Arm, since they got here.

“She wouldn’t have been running like that if he were dead.” Frypan says. “She was moving pretty quickly. Why would she do that if there was no hope?”

“To keep us from seeing? Because it wasn’t him?”

“No one else has gone missing.”

“Could be an animal.” Gally hears himself say.

He wants to believe it’s Thomas, but— he can’t. He can’t do that to himself. Because if he believes it’s Thomas, lets himself have that, and then it’s not Thomas, it will shatter him.

Minho’s doing the same thing, he realizes.

To protect himself.

Sonya and Frypan were his close friends, but they didn’t know Thomas the way Gally and Minho did. 

They weren’t in love with him.

If it is Thomas, Gally’s never letting him go anywhere alone again.

Not in the near future, anyway. And by near future, he means in the next ten years. 

(He’s still clinging to the faintest thread of hope that it is Thomas, that he’s alive, that he’s safe.

That he’s here.

Somehow.

He knows the truth is probably that Harriet was moving quickly to conceal the body from them, at least until she and Anya could clean it up a little, but Gally can’t force himself to squash that little bit of hope.

It’s going to be what destroys him, in the end.)

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#thomas #minho #gally #tmr #thominho #thomally #sonya #harriet #sonyarriet #thominally #frypan #tmr frypan #tmr fic #maze runner fic #tmr thomas #tmr minho #tmr gally #hurt thomas #thominho fic #thomally fic #thominally fic #hurt gally #whump #whump fic #could've followed my fears all the way down #nix writes #ao3 #ao3 fic #maze runner #post canon

[tmrsunset]

*.~Mermaid Love

for @themazewomen bingo; prompt: mythology/folklore

#themazewomen2023 #the maze runner #tmr #sonyarriet #tmr sonya #tmr harriet #moodboard #mine #my edit #prompt: mythology/folklore

[themazewomen]

happy pride month! here are the prompts to kick off the month with the women of the maze runner 💗🤍

rules & info:

• the aim is to complete one line of prompts (row, column, diagonal) to get bingo!

• the deadline to *officially* get bingo is july 31st.

• if you complete one bingo, feel free to try another line or even complete the whole board 👀 all winners will be announced shortly after the deadline.

• the centre space is a free space, so you can create whatever you like!

• you may combine prompts if you wish — just make sure each prompt is clearly given its own space in your creation.

• WIPs are fine, as long as you intend to complete it at some point either during or after the event.

• any kind of creations are welcome. fics, edits, art, gifs, playlists, whatever you like!

• this is a celebration of the female characters, relationships and friendships in the maze runner series, so they must take the spotlight in whatever you choose to make. however, it’s fine to include male characters/side pairings as long as they aren’t the focus of your creation.

• make sure to tag any sensitive or nsfw content appropriately and use the :readmore: feature if you’re posting it on tumblr.

• there is no minimum word count for fics.

• most importantly, have fun! support each other! reblog each others posts, leave comments & encouragement!

• make sure you tag @themazewomen when posting on tumblr, and use the tag #themazewomen2023 in your posts as well as which prompt(s) you’re fulfilling.

• find the ao3 collection here.

#themazewomen2023 #the maze runner #tmr #maze runner #sonyarriet #brenderesa #teresa agnes #tmr brenda #tmr sonya #tmr harriet #ava paige #mary cooper #tmr events #wlw

[impossiblebird]

for @themazewomen: ‘sweet nothings’ 💛

inspired by this painting by tadé styka

#sonyarriet #soniet #tmr sonya #tmr harriet #tmr #the maze runner #maze runner #tmr fanart #digital art #my art #themazewomen2023

[wyrcan]

#some of these ship names come from tumblr #no idea if those are the actual ones y’all #the maze runner #these are just the ones i saw the most of #but yeah #thominho #newtmas #brenderesa #bengally #nalby #sonyarriet #thally #minewt #thomesa

[chippedshake]

It's so weird how you can find parallels between Fandoms. Like take Harry Potter and The Maze Runner. You have Jegulus (James Potter and Regulus Black) and Newtmas (Newt and Thomas).

The main difference between the two is the Jegulus barely exists and Newtmas is the single most shipped thing in the Fandom (I mean there's other ships but the sheer amount of content for Newtmas is mind blowing), but besides that, they're basically the same thing.

For starters you have the fact that in order to write something about these two ships, it almost always has to be either an AU or a fix-it fic because one member of each ship died absurdly young (I think Regulus was 16 and idk Newt's exact age but he was a teenager). And also the entire fandom is always collectively crying about these two.

Also. In both ships, one of the characters has a sibling (Sirius and Sonya/Lizzy) and said sibling is put in a gay ship that's always in the background of any fanfic about them (Sonyarriet or however you write it and Wolfstar).

There's always that one friend that ships it to hell and back (Minho and either Sirius, Remus, or both).

Then there's the ignored canon love interest (Lily and Teresa, although Teresa is significantly less canon). Now here's the only difference I can find. Lily is almost always made gay and with Marlene or Mary or Dorcas, while Teresa is shipped with literally everyone (although there is a tendency towards Minho and Aris). It depends on the author, but they can both be made to be kinda evil or just a hard-core shipper.

Neither one of the ships is ever a background ship, either it's the main plot or it's almost guaranteed to not be there.

And yeah that's everything I can think of. But I'm sure there's more.

#the maze runner #tmr #newtmas #harry potter #hp #fandom #jegulus #wolfstar #sonyarriet #i can't believe i just spent a solid half hour thinking about this #seriously something's wrong with me #thomas tmr #newt tmr #james potter #regulus black #chippedshake