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alyssa | she/her | 21 | navi | request is open  | NSFW BLOG ONLY

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heyyyyy, i just wanted to know if you still accept nikolai lantsov requests cause your writing is soooo good

aww, thank you nonnie, i still write for nikolai it's just i wasn't sure if the fandom is still alive lmao, but you can just drop in a request anytime!

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sylus is the type of man who'd let the whole world burn for you

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fanfic authors:

[chaos-in-deepspace]

Everyone always like “I’m a Zayne/Rafayel/Xavier girlie.” Well fuck it I’m a ✨Whore✨

Give me Zayne. Give me Rafayel. Give me Xavier. GIVE ME SYLUS. ALL AT THE SAME TIME.

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todays mood:

zayne

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Hurt | Zayne x MC! Reader

Summary: Dr. Zayne confess his feelings when he treats Y/N in his apartment after barging in with a wound from the Wanderers.

Warnings: None?

A/N: currently in my love and deepspace and Zayne area. Wanna be mutuals in the game? Comment down below! Always wanna have new friends through online. Also, I'm just at chapter three so no one comment spoilers in the comments please, and thank @anxiousgoddest since she's the one who made me fall in love with daddy zayne and he might be ooc in this drabble but oh well.

not edited, never heard of her.

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I looked at Zayne in front of me as he carefully started to treat my wounds. We were currently in his home at midnight since I disinterrupted his sleep. I winced when I felt the sting of his cottonpad, trying to disinfect any bacterina on the scar on my stomach.

Not merely ago, I had barged into his apartment, my head pounding with headache and the adrenaline through my system with a bloodied wound on my stomach from the wanderers. The only thing I could think of was to go to Zayne.

As I leaned on his couch in the living room, my eyes drifted to his concentrating face. While Zayne had mostly his cold-face expression and most people often found him hard to read, I always could read him ever since I remember.

''I know what you're thinking,'' I stated, rolling my eyes. His eyes flickered to me with a second before on my wound again.

''Then I hope you're right,'' He commented, making me huff but I instantly regretted it when I felt pain from my wound.

''How could you be so reckless?'' He began to scold me, making me tune out for the rest of my scolding. Zayne kept talking to me and looked at me.

''Are you even listening?'' He asked as he noticed me drifting away from this conversation.

''Yes,'' I answered, not truthfully. Zayne gave me a look.

''Ok, fine, no,'' I replied. ''But it is my job, if I hadn't been there to jump in in front of Tara, she would've been dead,'' I defended myself. I knew that Zayne disliked of me being a hunter and being in the field, but I can't help it.

I heard Zayne sigh heavily after wrapping a bandage around my scar.

''I know, but I hate seeing you hurt, you have to stop going to me,'' Zayne replied, looking at me with a serious expression like he always did. ''How could I not? You're my favorite doctor so far,'' I replied, sending him a sly grin, making him roll his eyes.

''I'm being serious, Y/N,'' Now that was a look that you haven't seen before on him. He looked concerned, more concerned this time knowing the thought of you would get hurt worse than this.

''I'm going to be fine, Zayne,'' I replied softly, placing my hand in his. Zayne looked up from his gaze to meet my eyes, I saw how he softened his gaze and interviewed mine.

I squeezed his hand gently to know that everything was going to be okay. Zayne had the overwhelming urge to take Y/N into his arms and never let go, but also reprimand her at the same time. She was like a sunshine to him because of his cold-demanour he always wore.

He took a moment to watch as she would warm him up once more. His eyes roamed over her features, from her brilliant and brave eyes, down the slope of her nose and rested on her mouth.

''You're staring,'' I stated.

''You're beautiful,'' Zayne replied without thinking. I watched as a faint blush dusted on his cheeks as I could feel myself blushing.

''What?'' I replied, unsure of what to say at the moment. I could feel my heart beating faster than the minute. I heard him sigh again, the same heavily tone.

''You drive me crazy, you know that?'' He replied. I couldn't say anything as I looked at him with wide eyes. When we grew up together, I always could remember that I had a crush on Zayne. I still had a crush on him even when we seperated to go our seperated ways. I didn't know why, but I always had hope that we would see each other again, perhaps we would fall in love even.

''Zayne,'' All I could utter was his name from my lips. Zayne didn't had to have an explanation from me to know what I wanted. Zayne then leaned towards me forcefully, his lips against mine as if he couldn't wait anymore. I could feel him pull me closer to his body slowly and gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck, wanting to feel his body close to me as possible.

We then pulled back, our breaths panting because of the makeout, our forehead pressing against each other.

''Promise me one thing,'' I heard him speak and I glanced up to meet his eyes.

''What?'' I asked.

''Please, do not barge into my apartment with any damage wounds again, I can't bear to see you hurt,'' He replied.

''I can't promise you that,'' I chuckled.

''I figured,'' He responded.

''Consider that you're my private doctor from now on,'' I joked.

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Hiya ! I’m not sure how to do this properly but could I please request a Garreth Weasley x slytherin reader ? My boy deserve so much love and I just think that the Gryffindor x Slytherin dynamic can be something really fun and interesting to play with ! Maybe the houses are always in rivalry mode and then you just have Garreth and slytherin reader vibing and being two idiots in love 🥰

Love your work by the way 💜💜

Hii, thank you nonnie! your fic can be read it here! hope you enjoyed it

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Guilty as Sin? | Garreth Weasley x Slytherin! reader

Summary: You hated Garreth Weasley. Well, disliked ever since he had gotten you into trouble from first day in potions of stealing the fwooper feather for him. How come so if you hated Weasley so much that you started to like him?

Warnings: mental illness if you squint hard enough, Longing, two idiots in love.

Requested? Yes by nonnie: Hiya ! I’m not sure how to do this properly but could I please request a Garreth Weasley x slytherin reader ? My boy deserve so much love and I just think that the Gryffindor x Slytherin dynamic can be something really fun and interesting to play with ! Maybe the houses are always in rivalry mode and then you just have Garreth and slytherin reader vibing and being two idiots in love.

A/N: thank you nonnie for requesting this! and am i putting a taylor swift song in the title? yes. Tbh there isn't enough Garreth Weasley fic out there and my boy deserve that much. I'm a sucker for enemies to loversssss. this fic is not edited, i've never heard of her.

You hated Garreth Weasley.

Well, not quite literally, but you knew that he disliked you and you always found him annoying.

Griffindor versus Slytherin had been torn apart for centuries and you wondered that he had used you to ever since you started your fifth year and had stolen the fwooper feather and becoming the hero of hogwarts. You hated the role of how they had given you. You weren't a hero, overall it didn't felt like it.

The beginning of your fifth year seemed a flash in your memory and you could remember how much it had changed since you were in your sixth year. You were lonely and Sebastian had driften away from you and as well Ominis. You had heard the whispers whenever you would walk past by the students and the nightmares of Professor Fig's death had haunted you ever since.

You were lonely and didn't had nobody, that was until when Garreth would disturb you whenever the two of you shared classes.

At first, you found him annoying, considering of how he would disturb you during the leassons that you two shared and you wanted him to leave you alone. However, the more he would throw some comments to your way, you actually slowly became used and liked to have his company around you.

You wouldn't dare to admit him, knowing that he would be cocky about it, but your luck would disappear today when Professor Sharp had written Amortentia on the board that you would be brewing today.

''You've got to be kidding with me,'' You mumbled under your breath as you sighed deeply. You leaned on your elbow as you stared at the bold letters written on the board.

''Oh, please, maybe it's time that you will confess your undying love for me,'' You heard Garreth tease you, and you turned to glance at him and roll your eyes.

''In your dreams, Weasley,'' You responded and you saw the smug smirk on his face.

''You're always in my dreams,'' He retorted and you wrinkled your nose in disgust. ''I did not have to know that,'' You replied and walked to your potion station as he followed you from behind.

''Why not? I'm hurt Y/N that you do not like me,'' Garreth told you with a look of hurt on his face. You turned to look at him for real this time with your amusement expression and you couldn't help but study the freckles on his face.

''I do not like you, Weasley, you're annoying,'' You retorted and went back to reading the instructions for the amortentia potion. You heard Garreth chuckle at your response and went back to his potion.

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Garreth Weasley did not like you.

Well, that would be a lie since he'd been beaming at you ever since you started fifth year in Professor Sharp's potions. He didn't realize that he began to like you more than as a what? A friend? He began to wonder what you two were since he enjoyed to tease you.

That was until when Leander said something about that Garreth couldn't stop talking about you when the two of them would hang out, it was then he realized he actually liked you.

He had seen how you began to be friends with Sallow and Gaunt.

From the moment you would be at their side throughout fifth year and now in the beginning of the sixth year, he had seen you walking lonely in the castle. He didn't know what had happened between Sallow and Gaunt but he had heard the rumors.

He had seen the dark circles underneath your eyes and he knew that you weren't paying attention in the classes you often shared together. Your mind was always drifting to somewhere else and he could see the sadness in your eyes, even if you played that you were fine.

He knew that the fifth year had been difficult and that was why he decided to crack some jokes for the first time in Professor Binns class. The two of you were paired together and sure, the two of you had known each other since you had stolen the fwooper feather from him, but you never interacted with him.

So, why did he then smell you in his own Amortentia potion when he made it? The day when Professor Sharp had to make it as a leasson that he dreaded it so much.

He glanced at you every often, studying your movements with a fond look on his face. However, he stopped himself from a moment when he saw the frown on your face.

''So, who did you smell?'' Garreth cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to make a small conversation. You turned to look at him with slight hesitation.

''Uh, I didn't smell who,'' He watched you shrug your shoulders. He looked at you with a frown on his face.

''Smelled some mixed potions for a reason....'' Garreth heard you mutter before turning back to his potions, curious to smell what he would smell.

''Hmm,'' He replied in thought. ''What about you?'' Garreth heard you ask him and he turned to glance at you.

''I don't know, something sweet,'' He responded, and went back to his potions as he didn't think much of it.

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You liked Garreth Weasley.

How could you be so stupid that you figured out days later that you smelled in your amortentia potion was Garreth Weasley? Out of all people you had to like him.

It all made sense of what you smelled, the mixed potions, the burnt smell whenever he would fail at his experiments or the smell of fireworks.

You had avoided him ever since and it seemed that he had noticed it too as he would walk towards you, but as soon you would see him approaching closely, you would sprint away - too afraid to meet the confrontation.

So, why did you feel so nervous when Garreth had cornered you by the bookshelves in the library? You had been in the library for the last hour since you had met Cressida on the way and she had begged for your help to catch the books in the library since she didn't want anyone to read her diary.

''You've been avoiding me,'' Garreth spoke, his face serious as he stands tall above over you. You didn't came face to his eyes and looked down to avoid those green eyes.

''No I haven't,'' You responded, casting another glance at the librarian.

''Yes you have, don't deny it Y/N,'' Garreth replied. ''Why have you?'' He asked and you didn't dare to meet his eyes.

You couldn't. ''It's nothing,'' You dismissed. ''You're a terrible liar, you know?'' Garreth replied as you could hear the slight teasing in his voice. You hugged the book tightly in your chest and you could feel how close the two of you were.

''Is that what I am?'' You asked. Your voice quivered as you felt him envelop your back, his warmth seeping through your shirt. He was hot like a furnace and you couldn't think.

''You're more than that,'' Garreth spoke softly. It was then you dared to meet his green eyes and you could see that he meant it.

''Am I?'' You questioned. You felt surprised by his statement and how he looked at you. His eyes that filled with adoration and you started to think that he maybe didn't dislike you at all. Garreth knew when to stop as he kept studying your surpise expression. The invisible boundary that you held with uncertianty.

You felt everything. His love and the steady rise from his chest and the warmth that radiated from his body. ''Are you going to keep me trapped here or are you gonna let me leave?'' You asked, you felt your voice stuttering because of how close he is.

''I'm not stopping you,'' He responded. You could turn and leave and never looking back, but a part of you wanted to stay.

''You can go or you can stop pretending,'' He told you. ''To stop pretending what, exactly?'' Garreth shifted so he leaned closer to you.

You wanted to run away because of how it felt but your legs felt stiff.

''You drive me crazy, you know?'' He replied with longing in his eyes and voice. You knew that he wasn't the type of manipulating others and by the look of it, you knew it was the truth. ''Just give me a chance to love you,'' You looked at him, unable to speak since you were loss of words.

''You really thought that I didn't like you?'' Garreth asked.

''Maybe,'' You muttered. Garreth quirked into a small smile at his victory, knowing that he knew that you had felt the same. When he glanced at your lips, he kissed you, making you drop the book you were holding fall to the floor.

Maybe liking Garreth Weasley wasn't so bad after all.

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I didn't know this fic would be so long, lmao, i'm so sorry

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18+ mdni

This came to me before falling asleep😭

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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Jerking him off in front of a standing mirror, making him watch himself crumble under your touch as you pump his length from behind, you can see every bead of sweat glistening off his body as he tries to fight the pleasure. His pathetic little whimpers travel to your ears and you hold his head still so he has to watch you tormenting his aching cock. “Fuck- I- mmm, gonna cum” his weak voice calls out before shooting his load all over the glass, you chuckle as you watch it roll down slowly, creating a abstract image as aftermath of what just happened.

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everyone wants to be fucked by tom riddle until that man has you pinned underneath him while fucking you so deep you’re feeling him in your stomach and he’s gripping you so tight you’re sure your skin is going to turn purple but he doesn’t even notice because he’s so fucking lost in the warmth of your cunt that he’s got his head buried in your neck and he’s growling something in parseltongue that makes you think hes trying to conjure the basilisk itself, singlehandedly ignoring every whimper and whine that effortlessly makes it past your lips as he sinks his teeth into the skin of your shoulder because salazar fucking sakes you just feel so fucking good he doesn’t know what to do with himself besides breed you as many fucking times as he can and mark you in every possible way he can think of.

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SMASH

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slowly becoming a leander fan

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Update!

Hi guys! I'm semi hiatus on this blog, but i will continue to publish chapters from another world! (the taglist for the series is open, just send me an inbox to ask me to get tagged!)

for the second, i've published a fic on wattpad since i'm more active there right now, and for my sebastian sallow fans, i've made the book with an oc! x sebastian sallow.

Here's the link to the book on wattpad.

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I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

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From another world | Sebastian Sallow x reader x Ominis Gaunt [ 2/? ]

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x reader x Ominis Gaunt

Summary: You woke up feeling disoriented, wondered where, how and why you came across in a city. That's when you saw that the city and Professor Fig was real and in front of you and that's how you knew that you were in the Harry Potter world. You didn't know why, but you knew that you had one goal in your mind and that was to stop Sebastian Sallow from murdering his uncle and give him a second chance in life. And perhaps it was the reason why you ended up there to stop more than one life.

A/N: my tag list are still open if anyone wants to be tagged in this series! Just comment down below or send in to my inbox.

CHAPTERS: one - two

Warnings: smut can come across further in the series, some sexual references, violence, blood and gore.

After the Sorting Ceremony, Professor Weasley had guided you through the knock to your house. You knew that this was all a dream and that you would go back to your real life.

However, when morning came, it all seemed that you were stuck in the Harry Potter world. You had no idea how you would go back to your old life and why you were here. So many questions and it seemed that you were all alone in this one before the trials would be started on your ancient magic journey.

You knew that you have to figure this out, but first, you needed to attend your classes firt and you knew that you would meet Sebastian.

After you had settled into your new house, you heard one of the student calling your name. ''You must be the new fifth year!'' A cheery voice called out as you walked out of your dormitory. You turned around and saw a small female brunette walking towards you. You guessed it must be Poppy Sweeting.

You knew about who Poppy was and she was your favorite character and you couldn't help but feel over protective over the small girl. ''Hi,'' You greeted her. ''I'm glad that we have a new hufflepuff, I hope that you're enjoying our common room,''

''I am,'' You chuckled. ''My name is Y/N L/N,'' You introduced yourself.

''Poppy Sweeting, I have a feeling that we're going to be close friends,'' She spoke. ''Professor Weasley had approached me to say that she's waiting for you outside,'' Poppy informed. ''Thank you Poppy, I'll go and see her,'' You replied.

''See you sometime!'' Poppy spoke before you said your goodbyes.

You walked out of the Hufflepuff common room and spotted Professor Weasley standing in front of the entrance. ''Good morning, I trust you'd ready for your first day at Hogwarts?''

''I've been dreaming of this day for a long time, can't believe I'm here,'' You stated. It was not a lie after all.

''Well, you are here, make the most of it, you only have one first day at Hogwarts,'' Professor Weasley spoke. ''Now, In light of your unique situation, joining us as a fifth-year, you'll need to catch up with your classmates, and not fall behind,'' She spoke with a stern voice.

''Especially as you'll be expected to complete your O.W.L.S at the end of the year,''

''O.W.L.S?''

''Yes, your Ordinary Wizarding Level exams, they will determine what type of career you can have when you leave here, after much discussion with the Headmaster and the Department of Magical Education at the Ministry, we've devised something extraordinary to ensure your progress,''

Professor Weasley then conjured a book. ''Here you are,'' She spoke and handed over the book to you.

The book then suddenly flipped open, revealing all the pages inside before falling back into your hands.

''What is it?'' You asked with curiosity. ''It is a wizard's fields guide, it will help you to keep track of what you're learning so that you master all that's expected of a fifth-year,'' Professor Weasley explained.

''You would be wise to take full advantage of this exceptionally valuable resource,''

''Thank you, professor, but what do you mean by it will keep track of what I'm learning?''

''Perhaps seeing it in action will answer any questions you may have, walk with me and we shall put it to test,'' Professor Weasley had given you a guide tour around Hogwarts and how to use the floo powder. You turn around and saw Professor Fig approaching the two of you.

''Speaking of the devil,'' You heard her mutter as you greet Professor Fig.

''Professor Fig, your ears must have burning,'' She spoke. ''Oh?'' Professor Fig questioned.

''Yes, you seem to have provided our new fifth-year with a solid foundation in the basics of spell-casting,'' Professor Weasley replied. ''Ah, I'm afraid I can't take all the credit there, Professor, they've a rare apitutde for magic, it seems,''

''Hmm, well, i'm just glad you both arrived in one piece, perfect good boats and carriages to Hogwarts and you chose to fly in the path of a dragon,'' Professor Weasley spoke and narrowed her eyes. ''I wouldn't say I chose the dragon's path Professor, rather, unfortunatley, it would seem that it chose us,''

''Very-well, enough chit-chat, I need to go get class myself,'' Professor Weasley dismissed us. ''Might I rely on you, Professor Fig, to explain the details of the Field Guide's map?''

''Of course,''

''And come to me after you've attended your classes, so you can have a trip to Hogsmeade to gather your supplies,'' Professor Weasley said as we said our goodbyes before I went to talk with Professor Fig. ''It's good to see you, professor,''

''And you, I was hoping our paths would cross today before you immersed yourself in studies,'' He spoke. ''Did I hear you masterfully evade Professor Weasley's interrogation regarding our late arrival?''

''I did try to evade her question, though I feel a little deceptive, I'm fairly certian she suspects that we're not being entirely forthcoming,'' I speak with guilt in my eyes. ''Yes, well, Professor Weasley is a brilliant, an astute witch, it was right to keep the details for now, we don't know where this path we've embarked upon will lead, it may reuire a bit more - flexibilty - with your time than she would approve of,''

''And she may feel obliged to share details with the headmaster that would be better left between us,''

''Understood, Professor,''

''Good, now, as capable as you are, I believe the ability you possess obliges you to be well-trained, happily, you have the benefit of an exceptionally skilled team of witches and wizards to guide you,''

''Now, sounds like you've quite a day ahead what with classes and a trip to Hogsmeade for supplies - including your own wand,'' You can't help but feel the excitment of the mention of going to Hogsmeade and getting your own wand.

''You'll enjoy Mr. Ollivander, he's an exceptional craftsman and a good friend, I shall reach out when I have more information about our mysterious locket, for now, focus on your classes, pay attention, more than your O.W.L.S may hinge on the magic you are able to master within these walls,''

You nodded and said your goodbyes to Professor Fig before you walked your first class of the day: Defense against the dark arts.

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You knew that you would be meeting Sebastian there and you hoped that you would befriend him.

Walking into the class, I see already some students dueling against each other. I notice Leander Pewett and Sebastian fire spells against each other as Leander has his shield up before Sebastian broke it with his stupefy. ''Is that all you've got?'' You hear Sebastian mock Leander.

You turn around and saw the familiar brunette boy and you couldn't help but feel nervous. He looked even more handsome.

''Bombarda!'' Sebastain spoke as he reached his wand towards Leander as he had his shield to block his spell. You looked up as the spell hit the artefact on the ceiling and the head of the animal fell down. Before it could fall down on Leander, professor Hecat came in.

''Levioso!'' She chanted as the head from the dead animal floated up.

''Perhaps you'd be good enough to blast each other to pieces on your own time, I get new students every year but I only have one Hebridean Black skull,'' You look up at the balcony and saw an old woman with grey hair. ''It was a token from the Great Poacher Raid of 1878, no doubt you've heard of it,'' She spoke and walked down the stairs.

''Now, you may have be asking yourself how and old woman like me single-handedly took out the largest poacher ring in eastern Wales and lived to boast about it, knowledge,'' She spoke in a matter of a fact voice as I looked at the magic with amazement.

''To the wise, age matters very little,''

''Today, we will review a spell that has saved me from death at the hands of Dark Wizards more times than I care to remember: Levioso,''

''Levioso, a levitation charm?'' You heard Leander Pewett's whine in class. You wanted to roll your eyes at his complains. ''Levioso!'' Professor Hecat chanted, making Leander fly into the air. I can't help but letting out a small laugh at the sight of Leander flying in the air.

''A surprised opponent is a weak opponent, care to defend yourself, master Prewett? No?'' Professor Hecat questioned him. Leander looked at her with a bewilderment look on his face as Professor Hecat released him to stop him floating.

''One thing I've learned as an Unspeakable is the value of simplicity, especially in the heat of the battle, now, let's practise what we've just learned, starting something small,''

I walked back to my desk, practising my wand movement and the spell in front of me. ''Levioso!'' I enchanted, feeling the magic flow through me as I succeed to make the feather in front of me levitate. I feel a pair of eyes looking at me as I turn to see Sebastian catching my eyes.

I blush at the sudden contact and drift my eyes back as I didn't notice the smirk on his face before focusing back on class.

''Now, let's try something a little larger,'' Professor Hecat informed as she had seen us succeed on spell-casting Levioso. I look as Professor Hecat summoned the dummy in front of us as she moved the tables to the side. Professor Hecat gestured for me to demostrate as I look around the room nervously at the attention on me.

I met Sebastians eyes as he notices that I was nervous and send me an encouraging nod. ''Let us begin with basic cast,'' Professor Hecat instructed. I reached out my wand as I saw some red spark deflecting my spark. ''See how the dummy deflected your cast? This time, cast Levioso first, then the basic cast,'' She informed.

''Remember, a surprised opponent is a weak opponent, as Master Prewett so artfully helped me demostrate earlier,'' Professor Hecat spoke, sending some of the student into giggles.

''Levioso!'' I enchanted, reaching my wand to the dummy as the dummy floated into the air. ''Good! now the basic cast,'' I listened on Professor Hecat as I sent red spark towards the dummy as it bounced into the air.

''Well done!''

''Very good, but the best way to practise is by dueling,'' Professor Hecat spoke. I turn around and spot a familiar blonde boy standing next to Professor hecat. ''We'll start with you two,'' She spoke and I look to my left and see Sebastian standing next to me. I couldn't help but look surprised.

''Duelist, take your marks,'' Sebastian looks at me and send me a smile. ''Time for a proper Hogwarts welcome,'' I hear him comment and I chuckled under my breath. ''Let's see about that,'' I challenged him, making him raise his eyebrow at me.

''Don't get too cockey now, don't want to see you upset that you're about to lose,'' Sebastian teased me as we both walked so we faced in front of each other. ''Now, I want a fair duel using only Levioso, basic cast, and Protego,'' Professor Hecat warned us.

I look in surprise when i saw the familiar dueling pop form the ground and turned to look at Sebastian. ''Scared Sallow?'' I tease him as I pointed my wand towards him. ''You wish, darling,'' He teased and I ignored the feeling of my cheeks getting warm.

''You may begin,'' Professor Hecat instructed. Sebastian smirked at the affect he had on her. He took it as an advantage and casted Levioso, but I managed to use Protego just in time to dodge his spell.

''Levioso!'' I shouted, making him fly and used the basic cast on him. ''This can't be your first duel,'' You heard him say and grunted in pain when he fell on the ground.

''Let just say I'm a quick learner,'' I responded. ''Protego,'' I spoke, as I made an barrier around me.

''Levioso!'' Sebastian and I spoke in unison as I succeeded to block his spell. I used basic spell casting on him, knocking him as he fell back of the platform.

The class had ended and you saw Sebastian approaching you. ''Not bad for a beginner, you give as good as you get,'' He chuckled. ''Are you saying I caught you off guard, Sallow?'' I teased him. ''Perhaps,'' He responded with a grin.

''I would like to have a word with you, after class,'' Professor Hecat spoke to me, interrupting me and Sebastian's conversation. ''It was fun meeting you,'' I told him as he nodded. ''The same, hope we will meet each other again soon,'' Sebastian replied, saying goodbye before I walked to Professor Hecat.

-

After learning another spell from Professor Hecat and myself expected that she wanted me to practise on my dueling. Luckily, I already knew who to ask about the dueling club. Before that, I needed to join my classes and I met Natsai Onai. The gazelle female was just like the game and I hoped to prevent her from sacrificing herself from the Cruciatous curse.

I chose myself that Sebastian would cast the curse on me because I couldn't bear the thought of using on Sebastian. However, the pain was something I would not to experience again.

After a day of classes, the day seemed to end and I was back in the common room, in my dorm. I felt sad that this was all a dream and that I have to go back to my real world tomorrow. You couldn't help yourself but remember the small moments when you met Sebastian for the first time and you hoped that you could save his life from being sent away to azkaban or in fact you would maybe save lives.

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From another world | Sebastian Sallow x Reader x Ominis Gaunt [ 01/?]

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x reader x Ominis Gaunt

Summary: You woke up feeling disoriented, wondered where, how and why you came across in a city. That's when you sawthat the city and Professor Fig was real and in front of you and that's how you knew that you were in the Harry Potter world. You didn't know why, but you knew that you had one goal in your mind and that was to stop Sebastian Sallow from murdering his uncle and give him a second chance in life. And perhaps it was the reason why you ended up there to stop more than one life.

A/N: hi! yes, so, i was in a hiatus for a while before and now i am brain rotting over sebastian sallow and ominis gaunt from hogwarts legacy. these boys deserve more love and i'm ready to give it to them. this story is an AU where the reader is from our world but get transported into the game. I placed the reader in Hufflepuff but you can imagine your own house as well! Taglist is open if anyone want to be tagged in further chapters! just comment down below or send in my inbox!

Warnings: smut can come across further in the series, some sexual references, violence, blood and gore.

CHAPTERS: one - two

All you knew that you woke up and felt disoriented. You heard your mother's voice coming downstairs and calling your name to wake up. You thought it was your real mother before you had woken up, got changed, and then walked downstairs. Your first reaction was that you were shocked.

But not because you didn't recognise your real mother, but the way she used her wand in her hand and used magic. You almost passed out and thought it wasn't real until when she said that you were almost too late for the carrige that would take you to Hogwarts.

You didn't question it, since your mother would think that you had loosen your mind and before you knew it, you were waiting outside for the carriage and Professor Fig would accompany you to Hogwarts.

It felt real. Almost too real and it made you shudder with fear, knowing how things and event would turn out if you didn't act quickly.

You waited with your bags in front of your apartment and saw a carriage approaching you. Your eyes widened in surprise when you realized who it was. You recognized professor Fig and you knew he was not from your world.

''This is impossible....'' You whispered to yourself. ''I must be dreaming,'' You muttered as he approached you. ''Ah! it appears we are almost ready to depart,'' You heard him speak to you and you almost wanted to approach your soon to be mentor a hug. He was one of your favorites person in the game and you knew that he was soon going do die.

You took in your surroundings and you knew that scenario. It was the beginning of the game you knew very well and you knew that your journey to Hogwarts was not going to be a pleasant one. ''It's a pity we didn't have a bit more time to spend on spell-casting,'' He spoke.

''I persume you've been practising the spells we worked on?'' He asked you. You nodded. ''I have, professor,'' You lied. You actually didn't know if you had practised with the spells since everything felt unknown at the moment.

''Well, I'm quite sure I've never seen anyone take so quickly to a second-hand wand,'' He complimented. You glanced at your wand in your hand and remembered that scene very well. ''You'll be a force to be reckoned with when you get your own,''

''Thank you, Professor Fig, I appreciate your working with me before the term begin-'' You were about to say before you noticed a familiar figure that had apparated in front of the two of you.

You felt your stomach turn into a twist.

''Oh! Eleazar!'' Mr. Osric exclaimed when he saw Professor Fig. ''George, glad my rather cryptic description of our location did not thwart your finding us,'' Professor Fig told him. ''I've apparated to more vaguely defined destinations than this,'' Mr. Osric informed and chuckled.

''Though, I confess I may have miscalculated slightly on my first try, gave quite the fright to some theatre-goers in the West end,''

''It's been much too long, when I recieved your owl, I must say I-''

''Best not to speak here, Elzear,hm?'' He stopped him before he could finish his sentence. ''Of course, why don't we speak en route to Hogwarts? We have a start-of-term and a Sorting Hat to get to,'' Professor Fig replied and looked between you and Mr. Osric.

''Wonderful idea, as long as your young charge here doesn't mind me tagging along,'' Mr. Osric asked you. ''Not at all, sir,'' You told him.

''After you,'' Professor spoke and gestured towards you. You entered into the carriage as the two of them followed after. You knew that Mr. Osric would die on your way towards Hogwarts and the dragon and about the portkey would be on your hands. You decided not to stop it since all you knew that it felt like a dream, that you were still dreaming, but you still felt like his blood was on your hands.

Mr. Osric and Professor Fig began to catch up and you looked out from the window to spot the dragon. It was all too foggy and you couldn't see anything so it was pointless to keep an eye. Your eyes drifted back when you noticed that Mr. Osric had asked about you.

''A new student,'' Professor told him. ''Y/N L/N, pleasure to meet you, sir,'' You introduced yourself with a smile. ''New?'' Mr. Osric asked with a surprised expression. ''Yes, sir, I'm starting school as a fifth-year,'' You explained.

''How extraordinary,'' He spoke. ''It is indeed, none of the faculty has ever heard of anyone being admitted to Hogwarts so late,'' Professor Fig informed.

''Nor have I,''

''Of course, as the other fifth-years will have been honing their magical skills for four years now, the Headmaster asked if I could get our new student up to speed a bit before the terms begins,'' Professor Fig told Mr. Osric.

''Well, you couldn't have asked for a better mentor, Professor Fig is not only an exceptional teacher, he is also a remarkably intuitive - and gifted - wizard,'' Mr. Osric spoke with a glint in his eyes. You smiled softly when you heard Professor Fig's friend complimented him.

He was indeed, you thought.

''Mr. Osric is prone to flattery, I daresay it's one of the reasons he's risen so far at the Ministry,'' Professor Fig spoke.

''Have you seen this?'' Mr. Odric asked and pulled out a newspaper in front of you. You noticed the person and knew who it was. The goblin rebellion and Ranrok. You felt a slight anger when you saw his face appear in front of you, knowing why he must be stopped.

''I have, opinions differ as to how great a threat Ranrok really is,'' Professor Fig spoke. ''Although, I've yet to convince my colleagues at the Ministry, I believe he is a significant threat,''

''And it was your wife, Eleazar, who alerted me to his activities months ago'' Mr. Osric informed. ''Miriam, how?''

''She wrote to me about Ranrok before she died, wondering what the Ministry knew about his activities,'' Mr. Osric explained with a sympathetic expression. ''Before I could respond, I recieved this, it was the last thing she sent me, Eleazar,'' He replied and pulled something out of his pocket.

It caught your attention since you recognised the portkey in his hands and the symbol but also the strange glow. The glow was exactly like from the games would show up. ''It came via her owl, but with no correspondence, I can only assume-''

''That she had to get rid of it quickly to keep it safe,'' Professor Fig spoke as Mr. Osric handed the objec in his hands. ''Persumably from Ranrok,'' Mr. Osric said.

''I cannot open it, whatever magic protects this is powerful indeed,'' He spoke. ''It looks liek goblin metal,'' Professor Fig spoke as he examined the Portkey.

''That symbol-''

''What's that glow?'' You spoke. ''I don't see a glow,''

''Neither does I,'' You looked between the two men as Professor Fig handed you over the Portkey. The lid suddenly opened up and revealed a key. ''Merlin's beard, how did you-?''

You were about to grab the key before Professor Fig stopped you.

''Wait! We don't know what-'' Professor Fig spoke and grabbed the Portkey. The dragon suddenly attacked the carrige and split it in half and Mr. Osric was long gone before that. It felt too real, but how brains play a trick on us. You knew that would happen and you tried not to panic.

''Hang on!'' Professor Fig yelled. You suddenly flew out of the carriage and you saw the key flying beneath. You tried to get to the key before it could fall. ''Grab my hand!'' Professor Fig shouted as you grabbed his hand tightly and before you knew it, you apparated.

The next thing you knew, you felt like you were going to throw up.

You realized you were in the cave of the beginning in the game and I knew how this was going to be further.

-

After finding Professor Fig and defeating the Pensives, you found yourself back at Hogwarts. ''Are you alright?'' He asked you with concern. ''I've never seen so powerful a goblin, he seemed totally unaffected by my magic,''

''It seems like we're back where we're supposed to be,'' You spoke and looked at your surroundings. You spotted the familiar castle up ahead and that brought you a smile on your face.

''You're right,'' Professor Fig chuckled. ''It seems those who set up the pensive, the locket, and the path to both wanted someone with your ability, to end up here,''

''Come, we have a sorting ceremony to get to,'' He spoke. You followed after him and towards to Hogwarts.

As you walked inside of the familiar corridors that you had seen in the movies and in the game, you couldn't help but gasp in surprise when you saw the hallways.

''Remarkable, isn't it?'' You heard Professor Fig question next to you as you took in the castle. It was every harry potter fan that had wished for ever since to see the real castle in front of their eyes.

You watched as you stood at the entrance to the great hall as you saw Professor Fig facing you. ''Oh good, we haven't missed the Sorting ceremony,'' He spoke with a relieved voice after he peeked through the doors. ''I'm no expert, but-'' Professor Fig stated before he used his wand to change your clothes into the same first year clothing that they had in the movies before they got sorted into their houses.

''That seems more appropiate, now, I need to study this locket as soon as I can, but first I must contact the Ministry, they need to know what happened to George and be warned of Ranrok, for the moment, I ask that you keep all that's happened this evening between you and me,''

''Of course,'' You told him.

''Thank you,''

''Ready for the Sorting Ceremony?'' He asked and looked at you with excitement, ''Yes,'' You spoke. Professor Fig opened the door to the great hall and you saw the other students gathered around as well by their houses at the dinner table.

You spotted your headmaster, Black and Professor Weasley with the Sorting Hat in her hand. Headmaster Black noticed Professor Fig at the door.

You heard Professor Fig mutter something about Black before he approached the two of you. ''Fig,'' He spoke and you rose your eyebrow towards the man.

You understood why the other Professor didn't like their headmaster that much.

''Nice of you to join us, the Sorting Sediment is over,'' He replied.

''There were complications,'' Fig replied. ''Complications?'' Black repeated and looked at him. ''It seems the goblin is-''

''Goblins! No time for rumors, Fig, and I'm rapidly losing whatever patience I had left,'' Black spoke before his eyes drifted towards to you.

''If you're lucky, we might still be able to get you sorted this evening,'' He spoke and walked back to the great hall. ''I'll be in touch,'' Professor Fig spoke as you nodded before walking inside. You couldn't help but look marvelled at the sight.

It was just like the movies when Harry, Hermione, and Ron had walked for the first time and the ceiling was written in the stars. You looked at your surroundings, spotting a familiar Slytherin brunette boy who talked with a blonde one. You thought it must've been Ominis and Sebastian.

As you walked down, Sebastian could feel someone was watching him and noticed your eyes on him. While you locked your eyes with him, you sent a small smile before turning back to the Sorting Hat.

''Professor Weasley!'' Headmaster Black called after her. ''We've one more to be sorted,''

''Welcome, you're just in time, have a seat,'' She spoke as you sat on the chair in the middle. You took a deep breath when you felt the hat on top of your head.

You were nervous and always wondered in what house you belonged to. Sure, you've taking dozens of quizzes and even in your game got you placed in Hufflepuff. ''Ah yes,'' You heard a voice inside of your head.

''A bit older than the others aren't you? You come here with preferences and preconceptions, certian expectations,'' The sorting hat told you.

''I know where to put you, better be Hufflepuff!'' You smiled as you felt the hat was removed from your head. You wondered how this was going to be and you knew that this was just all a dream before you were going back to the real world.

At least that what you hoped.

[euphoniumpets]

started playing hogwarts legacy and

SEABASTIAN SALLOW IS A FINE MAN

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BEATING HEART (1/?)

Pairing: Gally x reader

Based off: the first scenes of the maze runner)

Prompt series: ''Wanna hear your beating heart tonight, before the bleeding sun comes alive, I want to make the best of what is left, hold tight, and hear my beating heart one last time.''

Warnings: ptsd, night terrors (comes later in the series), blood and gore.

A/N: for all the gally or will poulter fans out here, i deliver <3 this is based off the first scenes of the movie before we get into when thomas arrive.

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You felt like you were drowning before you jolted awake.

You choke on the liquid in your mouth before bracing yourself as you blink rapidly. You feel that you couldn't breathe and everything is just a blur. All you know is that you're scared; terrified even before you tries to get a sense of your surroundings.

You notice that you're moving and are inside of a strange box. You frown and tries to think of something; something more of how you got here or your name but nothing pops up. Everything is blank and you try to remember but nothing.

A loud whirring sound appear and you winced in alarm in fear. You tried to calm yourself down before you noticed that other things are with you. You hear a squeling noise but you are too distracted by the box you are and the fear only appears again.

Then the elevator stopped; making you trip and lose your balance before letting out a curse. You let yourself brace for whatever is coming but nothing happens for a while.

It is just silent before the door upside of the box opens making you wince in surprise at the bright sunlight direct to your eyes. You raise your hands to cover as you hear multiplie voices mimx into another.

''You've got to be kidding me,''

You lowered your hand as you squint your eyes and you saw figures appear. When you do, your terror intensifies because you realize that there isn't a single girl between them. It was boys that you didn't recognize

Then, another voice appears. ''It's a...''

''A girl?''

''They sent us a girl up here?'' A stern voice appeared, making you snap your terrified eyes towards the boy in front of you. Two boys that stand near the front, a blond headed boy and another one who has the same hair but is only much taller and bigger too. By the sight of it, you felt discomfort by his stern eyes but something about him was familiar.

''Gally, calm down,'' the blond boy next to him replied as they jumped down in front of you. The box shakes slightly as you let out a whimper in fear before taking a step back inside.

''Hey,'' The tall boy calls out with a soft voice but sound more confused than anything. ''Hey, it's-''

''Don't touch me,'' You shrieked, slapped his hand away. He pulls away back in response, lips parting in surprise.

The tall boy in front of you hardens his expression. ''Listen, I'm trying-''

''Stay back,'' You warned him. ''Fine, if you wanna stay here, fine by me,'' The tall boy snarled before climbing up. The blond boy was still there in front of you, having no choice to leave you down there.

It was better to stay down there in the box than going up with boys who you don't recognize.

-

A week has passed and you were still in the box.

All alone and was still terrified to even go out. However, it was one person you might have warmed up to was Chuck. Chuck knew you since it was all the boys who talked about these days and his curiosity ran through his mind when he got signed up to bring some food to you.

It took some time for you to adjust or even trust him and later on, Newt came every once in a while to check up on you.

''Hey, she-bean,'' A familiar voice erupted from above, making you look up and saw Newt. ''Got you some food,'' Newt spoke. He looked down and saw you sitting in a corner with your legs up as you wrapped your arms around them for comfort.

''Listen, I know that you are scared right now but all we want to do is help you,'' Newt replied, hoping for an answer from you but all he got was silence.

Letting out a sigh, Newt walked away, yet leaving you all alone.

-

Two weeks has passed by and you were still in the box, refusing to go outside. Alby and the others began to worry, wondering if you were gonna stay inside forever. The box hasn't gone down ever since you decided to stay in there and they got concerned.

It was nighttime and the gladers was preparing to go to sleep before it was Gally's turn to check on the she-bean before he went to bed.

Alby had designed almost everybody in the glade to check on the she-bean every once in a while to see if that you were still alive. ''Hey, She-bean, got you some food,'' Gally spoke as he had the torch in his other left hand.

He saw you look up and stared at him. ''But you have to get up from the box,'' He responded. He waited a minute to have an response and was about to turn away before he heard your voice.

''I thought you wanted me to stay in here,'' By his surprise, he turned around slowly and met your eyes. ''Didn't meant it, literally,'' Gally responded.

He didn't know why but he felt a familiar feeling when he talked to you. As if that the two of you have met before you were put in the glade. ''Listen, I know that we're not on the right terms, but everybody in here is worried,'' Gally spoke.

''Including me,'' Gally said. ''Then why am I here?'' You questioned.

''It's complicated,'' Gally responded as he heard you scoff. ''But I can tell you everything if you come outside,'' Pausing, he lifted the doors and reached out his hand. You stared and debating if you could trust him and you couldn't explain the feeling but it felt oddly natural when you grabbed his hand.

''Now, do you know your name?'' Gally asked.

''Y/N,'' You told him.

''Well, Y/N, welcome to the glade,''

-

A YEAR LATER

You're younger, younger than you've been or that you remember being. The memory or the dream you are having it is almost blurry that you can't grasp. There' here but aren't and you can only see some blurry faces that your mind doesn't recognise.

Your head turns and you see a woman with kind eyes looking down at you. ''Hold your brother hand tightly,'' You hear her speak and you turn around and see a young boy next to you grab your hand tightly.

You don't know what's going on and there's people around you as you and your brother tries to walk through the crowd with the woman in front of you as he held your hand. Then, you're pulled to a stop and you see your mother crouching before you as she began to start crying.

''What's happening, mommy?'' Your younger self ask.

''This is goodbye,'' You heard her ask before you felt her stroke your cheek and then look at your brother.

''Take care of your sister,'' And before you know it, your eyes snapped out of the dream. Panic flooded through your body and the first thing you notice is how quiet it is. All you could hear was your breathing and how hard your heart was pounding.

You tried to take a deep breath before you looked around and noticed that you were in the homestead in your hammock.

They're just dreams, you keep telling yourself.

After calming down, it was then you noticed that you were alone.

Cursing to yourself, you push yourself out of the makeshift bed before searching for the others. You know it's still early already, given that the sunrise hasn't completly risen yet, so you make your way over to the kitchen where you know that the rest of the Gladers will be eating breakfast.

The moment you are in the kitchen, you spot Newt in the far corner and you quickly make your way over before sending Fry a smile and taking the plate he had prepared.

You accept it before taking a seat in front of Newt. ''Good morning, Y/N,'' Newt greeted before taking another bite from his food and didn't look up. ''Tell me why again Clint didn't wake me up today?'' You asked before placing your plate down at the table.

''Said that you needed another day's rest,'' Newt responded. ''That's a load of shuck,''

''Who does that shank think he is? Telling me when or when I can't-''

''Actually, he's right,'' Newt cuts you off and looked up from his plate.

''Gally saw you tossing and turning all night, Y/N, and after what happened-'' Newt trailed off, shaking his head before grabbing back his fork. ''Anyway, doesn't matter, Clint told me that you can step in later for the day,'' Newt informed.

You huffed and decided not to debate against Newt's words before taking the seat in front of him. Breakfast passed quickly, and you walked over to the Medhut where you saw Clint and Jeff taking care some of the slicers.

''Seriously, guys?'' You spoke, crossing your arms as you sent a smile to Ken while Jeff wrapped the bandage around his arm before sending him off back to work. ''Sorry, Y/N, but it was Gally's orders,'' Clint replied with a shrug.

''Since when do we listen to Gally?'' You huffed before you walked over to Clint and helped him to sort out the medical suppliers. ''Since when you're his girlfriend,'' Jeff remarked, earning a slap on the arm from Clint.

''Dude!''

''What? It's true, Gally's over heels for her, even surprised when he would only listen to her sometimes,'' Jeff replied with an offended expression.

''Alright, he's not my boyfriend and besides, Gally? We're just friends,'' You shrugged it off.

''Whatever you say,'' Jeff replied as you saw the smirk forming on his face. You shook your head with a smile before going back to work.

Gally walked inside of the Medhut at some point, to see if you were okay after last night. Clint and Jeff had already gone off somewhere, leaving the two of you alone. ''Hey,'' Gally spoke as you turned around and saw him. ''Hey,'' You greeted him with a smile.

''Heard from Newt today that you were going back to work,'' Gally spoke and looked at you. ''Yeah, after you told him that I needed another day's rest,'' You replied and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

''Wanna tell me about that?'' Gally sighed. ''Listen, after everything that happened last time-''

''Nothing is going to happen, when am I gonna have you guys to trust me again?'' You begged him. ''Listen, I'm not going to be a runner, not now or ever again, I promised you that,'' You replied. Gally was about to say something before a familiar ringing echoed.

Your eyes widened as you and Gally met each other's eyes before walking outside towards the familiar sound.

A new Greenie had arrived as you found yourself with others. You sometimes would wonder if this one would be a girl, though, you doubted it.

The box had arrived and there was a moment of silence, just distant murmures and then the box slides open. As you'd expected, it was another boy. He held his hand above his eyes, blocking from the sunlight and as usual, the boy looked terrified.

You could hear some of the Gladers around you laughing at the poor boy and you couldn't help but roll your eyes. You didn't know what was so funny since they've been through the same and you remembered that they hadn't laughed at you like that from the first time you got sent up.

Two boys stepped forward, grabbing the wired gate and pulled it open as the others stepped back to help out. As per usual, Gally stepped forward, jumping down until he was in the box with the newbie, who had pushed himself as far away from Gally only stepped toward him.

''Day one, Greenie, rise and shine,'' You winced as he pulled the boy up with some help from the others. You sighed and shook your head with disppointment as the boy laid on the middle of the crowd. ''Kid looks like a slopper to me,''

''I could use some help in the kitchen,'' Frypan spoke and grinned down at the newbie. You rolled your eyes for a moment as you met his eyes for a moment. His gaze paused on you and you sure it was because you were the only girl between the sixty of boys. But then, his gaze flooded with panic and for a moment, you remembered your dream.

The Greenie stood up abruptly, shoving his hand through the crowd and yourself before he began to run. ''Hey, we got a runner!'' You heard Zart speak with sarcasm but you couldn't help but agree.

''Yeah, look at him go!''

The Greenie began to trip, flipping over himself as he face-planted into the grass. You winced at the sudden action while everybody laughed. You let out a small smile and shook your head.

''Woah!''

''Watch it there, Greenie!'' Whoops echoed but suddenly died down when the Greenie realized his surroundings. The terror that had enver left his face increased as he slowly pushed himself to his feet.

You looked at the Gladers, waiting for someone to do something. Help him, or maybe throw him in the slammer since you knew that all of you had been through the same. Just been as scared as he was right now. You shook your head with disappointment at the boys before taking a step forward before Gally stepped to block you.

''I know, in the slammer, just me a second,'' You told him. Gally looked at you, debating for a moment he stepped aside. You approached him, trying to send a comforting smile.

''Welcome to the Glade, I'm Y/N,''

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