(Y/n) (l/n), a name that everyone knew. Being right hand man of one of the most famous gang leaders has it's perks. The O'Driscolls were one of the most dangerous gangs around, and they loved the feeling of being known. Colm picked you up at a young age, and compared to most others, treated you right. Throughout your years in the gang you gained notability and were able to gain the top spot right next to Colm. You had a say in all of the plans and scores done by the gang. People looked up to you. You had it all and weren't looking for anything else, until someone new came into your life. The Van Der Linde gang was your top rival. Colm always took the gang to attack them, and they always fought back. Even with all the fighting, you never met anyone in the gang. Colm made sure you were always away from danger incase something happened to him. But one day that all changes. What happens when you meet Arthur Morgan, the Van Der Linde gangs right hand man? Will you be able to defend your family, or will the desire to have something more in life take over? Started: 2/1/20 Completed: 3/28/20

You own a saloon in a town you wish to leave for good. One day, a group of outlaws decides to settle nearby. You decide to use them to your advantage to get out. Driven by his greed and the hunger for prestige, Dutch takes the deal you offer and puts his most trusted man, Arthur, up for your protection. However, even though Arthur seems like a fine fella, he has issues of his own and a lifestyle he can't seem to shake off.

You're a lone rider. Dangerous in these parts. But better than getting mixed up in gang wars. Better to move alone, no one to betray you and no one to fuck things up. The wind whispers about some big business. A train, rich folk, unguarded. You won't be the only one after these goods. Little do you know you're about to make an enemy out of a man that you really, really shouldn't have. Or maybe it's him that should've stayed out of your goddamn way. Arthur Morgan x Female Reader (our numbers are dwindling we must stay strong) * In this story your character will have a name. I don't like to use y/n. I've done it in my last story and it just takes away from the story in my opinion. Giving your character a name makes for an easier flow of the story and makes it more immersive. There won't be any use of y/n. In this story your name is May. To some you might be lady may, to others you might be that bitch may. We like to keep it versatile. I don't know how long this story will be so we'll see where the wind takes us. Don't forget to comment to leave some thoughts, I like to hear opinions and ideas. THERE WILL BE SPICE. CHARACTER DESCRIPTION: Black wavy/curly mess of hair. Grey blue eyes. You know I gotta give our girl body. (Skin color is your own, there won't be any mention of it). Black makes you invisible in the dark and you take that seriously. You keep it in your attire. You even spent hours to find and catch your damn horse. Your horse's name is Grim, an all-black beauty of a horse. • This is my second published story so your girl is NERVOUS. But alas, we shall ride together. I am going to do my best to make this the least cringey main character moment story possible, but come on, there's gotta be a little cringe here and there. Alright let's stop yappin and hop to.

Fred Weasley was never supposed to get under her skin. He was loud where Effie Whitcombe was quiet. Reckless where she was careful. Chaotic in all the ways she spent years trying not to be. At Hogwarts, they learned how to argue before they learned how to understand each other. What started as irritation slowly became something far more complicated...hidden somewhere between unfinished conversations, years of nevers, and the strange aftermath of surviving a war that left neither of them entirely untouched. Some people find their way into your life slowly. Others are there before you realize you've been looking for them. A slow burn enemies(ish)-to-lovers Fred Weasley x OC story spanning from Hogwarts to after the war. Some distances are impossible to keep.

This is a love story. But not one you've heard before. We're aged up here. Out of the teenage drama and falling into 20-something whirlwinds. Lottie knew Fred and George from her single, awkwardly quiet transplant year at Hogwarts. She was a shy girl, only admiring them from afar, because who wouldn't? They were everything. And she was barely perceived. But time changes people. And now, she's hellfire. Sarcastic, witty, downright unhinged. and they're both hers- well... hopefully. Almost. Yes, this IS a love story. But it's also a filthy, dramatic, cheeky, fluffy, innuendo-laden thrill ride. And people always ask, Fred OR George. Lottie says: Why not both? *** all my original characters are my property. the rest are property of the evil hag she-who-must-not-be-named *** #2 in harry potter #2 in george weasley #5 in fred weasley #6 in fluffandsmut (which is crazy, that's a big tag) #1 in weasley twins

A slow-burn Slytherin romance tangled in misread glances, quiet longing, and everything left unsaid. Between classwork, late-night talks, and one too many misunderstandings, she finds herself questioning whether Sebastian Sallow ever felt the same way.

(Warning: Sequel) Five years later, Avelina and Sebastian find themselves unexpectedly reunited at the very place their story began: Hogwarts. No longer students, but professors. But something is wrong. Magic is... strange. All magic, except for Avelina's. Naturally, she decides to find out why... until a familiar voice behind her offers to come along. They were oblivious once-to what they had. Now forced to work together again, they must figure things out quickly... before everything, including their long forgotten love begins slipping into oblivion. Avelina: "Sebastian started working at Hogwarts." Silence. Then- "Are you-are you fucking with me right now?" I cringed. "Nope." "Sebastian Sallow?" I nodded slowly, dreading the inevitable fallout. "As in the Sebastian Sallow? The one you used to sneak into every cupboard, closet, and shadowy corridor you could find to rub against like you'd been possessed by some demon?" "Viv, please," I hissed, nearly choking on my tea. "Keep your bloody voice down." Sebastian: And him. That bloody peacock in a suit, down on one knee like he was offering her the goddamn moon. I didn't want to care. I didn't want to feel this. It's been five bloody years. Five years since she left. Since we said we didn't hate each other anymore and then didn't say anything else at all. I couldn't keep letting her live in my head like she still belonged to me. Because she didn't. Not anymore. «⋅✧⋅» Grumpy x Sunshine | Sebastian Sallow x OC | First Person POV | Dual POV Mature content (18+). Please read the introduction for trigger warnings, themes, and additional information before diving in. Ratings: #1 Sallow

There is no person in the world Sebastian Sallow hates more than Avelina Black. Ask Avelina and she'd say the same about him. Sebastian blames her for failing to cure his sister Anne. Avelina blames him for ever placing that burden on her in the first place. They've spent years avoiding each other-until an Azkaban escapee attacks, demanding the strange necklace Avelina wears. Her uncle, the Hogwarts headmaster, sends her on a dangerous quest to uncover why. And insists Sebastian go with her as her protector. «⋅✧⋅» Enemies to Lovers | Sebastian Sallow x OC | First person POV | Dual POV Mature content (18+). Please read the introduction for trigger warnings, themes, and additional information before diving in. Avelina: "Quite frankly, Viv, I'd rather poke my eyes out with my wand than spend an entire evening with Sebastian Sallow!" I spat, my anger flaring. "I know, I'm sorry," Viv said, looking slightly guilty. "But it'll be good for you. You don't have to talk to him, just hang out with Liam." I shook my head in disbelief. "This is the worst day ever," I muttered. "I'm not going." Sebastian: And then, a thought slid into my mind that I didn't even try to suppress. I wanted to flip her over, put her on all fours, bury myself inside her, and fuck the hell out of her until she forgot her own name. The moment the thought crossed my mind, I froze. What the fuck? No. I hate her, I mean I do still, right? «⋅✦⋅» Ratings: #1 Academicrivals #2 Sebastiansallowfanfic #4 Sebastiansallow

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