Trapped - Gally x Reader - TMR

Trapped - Gally x Reader - TMR

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"I fought so hard to keep you here. But maybe you were never meant to stay." (Y/N) finds herself in the Glade - surrounded by nothing but towering walls, endless questions, and fifty boys who've built a life in this strange, trapped world. She has no memories, no answers, just the gut-deep feeling that she was send here for a reason. But then there's him. He's rough, distant, impossible to read but somehow, he feels familiar. Like a face from a dream she can't quite remember. There's something buried beneath his hard shell, something she's certain she's meant to understand. "Maybe none of us were meant to stay. Maybe you just forgot you were supposed to leave too." Slow burn 🔥 Part I: TRAPPED - Gally x Reader - TMR 💚 Part II: BURNED - Newt x Reader -TST🧡 Part III: SHATTERED - Gally x Reader x Newt - TDC💙 !English is not my first language! !Do not repost! !All rights and characters belong to James Dashner. This is just a fanfiction from a fan! 1st rank 🥇🧡 #gallyxreader (19.05.2025)
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You were in Group B, with all the other girls, but that all changed when you got lost in the Maze, alone. For days you outran grievers and tried to make it back, but your supplies were scarce and you blacked out. When you woke up, you thought you were home in the Springs (Group B's Glade), but you noticed something. This place was different. It was warmer and the smelt strange, and the biggest difference, it was filled with boys. When you awoke you ran around in a panic, threatening anyone who came within twenty feet of you, until you saw him. Something in your memory loss faltered as you looked at the boy with sandy blonde hair and deep brown eyes. You remembered him from something. You knew that you and the boy were somehow connected. TW: depression, suicide, mild swearing

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