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godjustkys · 3 months ago

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╰┈➤ ❝ masterlist ❞

SUPERNATURAL ;

- Dean Winchester

perv dean . . .

hate sex with dean . . .

dean smut drabble . . .

older reader x dean smut drabble . . .

older reader x dean smut drabble pt2 . . .

jealous silly dean . . .

passionate car sex with a pathetic dean . . .

dadbod!dean winchester headcanons . . .

fucking dean dumb after a looong week . . .

male reader x dean drabble . . .

male reader x glasses!dean drabble . . .

even more hateful sex with dean . . .

dean’s a bit too big for you . . .

- Sam Winchester

dean winchester x male reader drabble . . .

dean thought you were dead . . .

sam being a total sub . . .

older reader x sam smut drabble . . .

sam with a biter bf . . .

fucking sam while he’s reading . . .

top sam winchester x male reader drabble . . .

- Castiel

cas really wants to please you . . .

male reader x castiel smut drabble . . .

male reader x clingy!castiel drabble . . .

- Andy Gallagher

- Robert Singer

- Crowley MacLeod

fucking crowley on his throne . . .

- TFW

smut headcanons . . .

tfw realize you’re their gay awakening . . .

- MSLNS

male reader x destiel drabble . . .

male reader x destiel smut . . .

HOUSE MD ;

- Gregory House

smut drabble (hj) . . .

frotting with house . . .

- Lisa Cuddy

male reader x lisa cuddy drabble . . .

- James Wilson

- Allison Cameron

- Robert Chase

denying the accusations whilst taking it up the ass (smut) . . .

soft sex with chase after a long day . . .

- Eric Foreman

THE WALKING DEAD ;

- Rick Grimes

- Carl Grimes

- Michonne

- Negan Smith

- Daryl Dixon

gentle sex . . .

- Eugene Porter

- Rosita Espinosa

- Maggie Greene

- Glenn Rhee

- Carol Peletier

- Gabriel Stokes

- Dwight

- Simon

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE ;

- Tony Stark

- Peter Parker

- Bruce Banners

- Thor Odinson

- Loki Laufeyson

- Steve Rogers

nsfw headcanons . . .

- Natasha Romanoff

- Yelena Belova

- Stephen Strange

- Wanda Maximoff

- Clint Barton

- Bucky Barnes

bucky wants you. he wants you, bad . . .

- Sam Wilson

- Wade Wilson

- Peter Quill

- Nebula

- Eddie Brock

- Matt Murdock

- Frank Castle

male reader x frank castle drabble . . . (PLOT.)

- Franklin Nelson

TEEN WOLF ;

- Mieczysław 'Stiles' Stilinski

sex with Stiles . . .

- Scott McCall

- Melissa McCall

- Derek Hale

- Allison Argent

- Lydia Martin

- Isaac Lahey

- Jackson Whittemore

- Peter Hale

- Malia Tate

- Liam Dunbar

- Theo Raeken

- Christopher Argent

MERLIN ;

- Merlin

- Arthur Pendragon

- Morgana Pendragon

- Guinevere

- Lancelot

- Mordred

- Gwaine

- Percival

- Elyan

- Leon

STRANGER THINGS ;

- Mike Wheeler

- Nancy Wheeler

- Will Byers

- Jonathan Byers

- Joyce Byers

- Jim Hopper

- Jane 'Eleven' Hopper

- Lucas Sinclair

- Dustin Henderson

- Steve Harrington

- Eddie Munson

- Robin Buckley

- Maxine Mayfield

- Billy Hargrove

- Dmitri 'Enzo' Antonov

ALL; stranger things headcanons . . .

GAME OF THRONES ;

- Ned Stark

breeding the fuck outta the lord of winterfell . . .

- Catelyn Stark

- Robb Stark

- Jon Snow

- Theon Greyjoy

- Sansa Stark

- Arya Stark

- Tywin Lannister

- Jaime Lannister

- Cersei Lannister

- Tyrion Lannister

- Tommen Baratheon

- Joffrey Baratheon

- Daenerys Targaryen

- Sandor Clegane

- Margaery Tyrell

- Brienne of Tarth

- Jaqen H'ghar

F.R.I.E.N.D.S ;

- Rachel Greene

- Phoebe Buffay

- Monica Geller

- Ross Geller

- Chandler Bing

sfw + nsfw headcanons . . .

- Joey Tribbiani

sfw + nsfw headcanons . . .

HARRY POTTER ;

- Harry James Potter

- Hermione Granger

- Ron Weasley

- Fred Weasley

- George Weasley

- Draco Malfoy

- Luna Lovegood

- Neville Longbottom

- Severus Snape

- Sirius Black

- Remus Lupin

FANTASTIC BEASTS ;

- Newt Scamander

- Jacob Kowalski

- Tina Goldstein

- Theseus Scamander

- Aurelius ‘Credence’ Dumbledore

- Albus Dumbledore

BROOKLYN NINE-NINE ;

- Jake Peralta

- Amy Santiago

- Rosa Diaz

- Ray Holt

IT ;

- Richie Tozier

- Eddie Kaspbrak

- Beverly Marsh

- Bill Denbrough

- Stanley Uris

- Ben Hanscom

- Mike Hanlon

DEAD POET'S SOCIETY ;

- Neil Perry

- Todd Anderson

- Charlie Dalton

- John Keating

SHAMELESS ;

- Fiona Gallagher

- Philip Gallagher

- Ian Gallagher

- Debbie Gallagher

- Carl Gallagher

- Liam Gallagher

- Mickey Milkovich

- Mandy Milkovich

SPIDER-MAN UNIVERSE ;

- Peter Parker (A. Garfield)

- Peter Parker (T. Maguire)

- Peter B. Parker

- Miles Morales (Earth 1610)

- Miles Morales (Earth 42)

- Miguel O'Hara

- Hobie Brown

THE BOYS ;

- John ‘Homelander’ Gillman

- Benjamin ‘Soldier Boy’ Hargrove

- Annie ‘Starlight’ January

- William ‘Billy’ Butcher

- Hughie Campbell

- Serge ‘Frenchie’

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em-ontv · 1 year ago

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Flower Crown.

Pairing: Newt x reader

Based on “The Maze Runner” (2014)

Summary: Newt making a flower crown for you, his partner.

Warnings: none, just a bit of fluff

Author's note: a drabble of Newt just because. My brain juices had been out lately so I haven't been writing the marauders as much. This is really short, anyways enjoy. English is not my first language so apologies if there are any mistakes in there.

Word count: 377

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It was a normal day in the Glade, a serene and vibrant place despite the lingering tension that flowed from the Maze.

Newt was by the garden, looking over the plants with a careful eye. Amidst the vegetables, there was a small patch of flowers growing— a burst of colors compared to the other earthly toned vegetables. He had spent countless amounts of time on tending to them, making sure that they bloomed beautifully for this very moment.

The sun was high in the sky. Newt, with his sleeves rolled up over his forearms, carefully picked up the flowers one by one.

After gathering enough, he sat down on the grassy land, his hands beginning to fiddle with the stems of the flowers, weaving them together until a delicate-looking flower crown had formed. He admired his handiwork and gave a nod of approval, proud of the little masterpiece he had created.

Meanwhile, you were inside one of the huts, hiding from the blazing sun, unaware of the blond boy that was approaching with a certain gift for you.

After a moment of contemplation and ensuring that the crown was perfect, Newt walked into the hut with a warm and excited smile on his face.

"Hey, love." he greeted, holding the flower crown behind his back, concealing it from view as he stepped closer. "I've got something for you." he added, unable to stop his smile from widening.

You raised an eyebrow, curiosity sparking. "What is it?"

Newt scooted a little bit closer, finally revealing the flower crown with a flourish. "I made this for you," he said, a hint of pride in his voice as he held the crown out for you to see. "Thought you might like it."

The flowers were vibrant, the color scheme clearly chosen ahead of time, a mash of all the colors you liked, jumbled into one thing, the stems were tied carefully together.

Newt gently placed the flower crown onto your head, his fingers brushing lightly against your hair. "Perfect," he murmured, taking a step back and admiring the sight.

"Thank you, Newt." you smiled softly, reaching up and touching the crown, the pads of your fingers gliding through the gentle texture of the petals.

"Of course, love." he smiled back.

#newt maze runner #newt tmr #newt x reader #newt tmr x reader #tmr newt x reader #tmr #the maze runner #maze runner #newt the maze runner #newt x y/n #newt x you #newt imagines #tmr newt #maze runner newt #maze runner imagine #maze runner x reader

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flowercrownsandherondales · 3 months ago

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Masterlist 2025

All of my fics in one place! Please be nice, every fic except for SOTR was written when I was 12-15 yrs old lol. Updated on 6/17/25 Currently I write for The Hunger Games (keeping it to SOTR characters for right now.) Send me an ask and I'l see what I can do! :)

Sunrise on the Reaping:

Against the Odds (Ongoing) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 , 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28

ATO timeline explained!

ATO Blurbs:

Wyatt and Wiley

Wiley What- If

Requests:

Harness Your Hopes (Haymitch x reader)

The Last Hours:

Jordelia Cannon

The Sun

The Herondales

Let's go to Paris

Anger and First Kisses

Fighting

Little Drabble

Red Queen:

Recovery Series: 1, 2

Kingdom Come Series: 1, 2

(I made a bunch of moodboards too but this master list is all fan fiction)

Maze Runner:

Newt Imagine 1

Newt Imagine 2 (Cookies)

Once again, I'm open to requests so you have anything you want me to write, let me know! Thanks for all the support through the years! :)

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m00nkissedlover · 8 months ago

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・｡Stress Relief 🌼

You've ordered: honey ice cream! enjoy!

"You always had me, you're always shining~"

Regulus Black x reader | word count: 784 words

Summary: you're stressed from class, so your boyfriend helps you relax 🌼

Warnings: none!

Note: first time writing for reggie (i love him <3) random little drabble that i just had to write! fyi, i'm not completely familiar with all things mauraders and i only really ever dabbled in harry potter. so, if anything seems off or wrong, please let me know! (changed some things w/ my format! got some help with this fic from: @crescenthistory ! (amazing writer btw💕))

You walked into your dorm room and immediately flopped onto your bed, face first. A groan left you as you internally cried about what had just occurred in class. You, yes you, had made a more than embarrassing mistake during potions class today, accidentally mixing up two vials of similar colored liquids and almost turning your seat mate into a newt. Professor Slughorn was obviously concerned about the mistake, but waved it off as the class snickered under their breaths. No, you'd never recover from this.

A knock on your door pulled you back to reality. You didn't even bother to get up, turning your head to the side so you could yell "It's open!" The sound of the turning doorknob, the creak of the door opening and closing, and the sound of deliberate footsteps filled your ears before a familiar dark haired slytherin came into your field of view as he crouched down next to your bed.

"Who snapped your wand in two?" he asked in a sarcastic manner, moving to sit next to your laid out form.

"I don't wanna talk about it..." you grumbled, turning your head to face him.

"Oh come on, I bet it's not that bad," he urged, poking your cheek with a silver ringed finger.

"I ruined a potion and almost turned half my class into red newts." Regulus had to bite back a laugh, a soft smile forming on his lips as he glanced back at you.

You heard the sheets rustling and felt Regulus's body scoot closer to you. He laid next to you and after a few seconds, you felt his arms encircle you, pulling your head into his chest. This surprised you since Regulus wasn't particularly keen on initiating intimate physical touch like this. The fact that he was doing this to make you feel better made your heart warm up.

You wrapped your arms around his torso, gently resting your head on his chest. "So, tell me more about how you almost turned half your class into newts."

"Regulus!" you yelped as you felt him pinch your side teasingly.

"Alright, alright. I'll stop." he murmured, resting his chin on your head.

"Enough about me. How was your day?"

"Not as eventful as yours, that's for sure." he made that comment knowing you'd playfully smack him in the chest.

"My day was alright. Rather boring, but alright. Spent most of it at the library. Then I spent about an hour helping Dorcas settle an argument with Barty." Regulus said, letting out an annoyed huff, as if remembering the event gave him a headache.

"What was it about?" you asked, knowing that the two always got into play arguments.

"They were playing old maid in the Slytherin common room and Dorcas accused Barty of cheating. It did start off as playful and somehow ended the same way?" regulus mumbled, a look of slight confusion on his features.

"Why do you say that? I'm sure the whole thing was pretty much just playful banter." "Halfway through the game, Barty almost flipped the table...."

"Yeesh, sounds like you had a rough day too." you laughed, Regulus frowning a little as you reached up to pinch his nose. He let out some weird noise that made you burst into a fit of laughter.

"Y/n-" You cut him off by burying your face into his neck, your body vibrating as you continued to laugh.

"It wasn't that funny, okay?" You couldn't even bring yourself to protest, more laughter leaving you as you stopped to imitate the sound he made, only to laugh harder.

Though he looked as if he were embarrassed by you laughing at him, it really brought a smile to his lips. Seeing you, tears in the corners of your eyes and your stomach hurting a bit from laughing so hard, was probably one of the times he thought you were the most precious, the most beautiful. but he'd never say that out loud. Regulus rolled his eyes playfully, scooting over as if to get up.

"If you don't stop laughing at me, I'll leave."

"Whaaaat? Nooo, I'm sorry. It was just," You paused to laugh once more, catching your breath. "It was really cute!"

"It was not. That was embarrassing."

"Whatever you say" you teased, leaning up to give him a little peck on the lips as he pouted. A grin spread over his lips and you could see his ears were still a bit red from embarrassment. "There he is!" you exclaimed, cupping his face into your hands.

Even though you both had pretty shit days, you always managed to make one another feel better in the end. 🌼

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madamscream · 2 months ago

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Many people think that the sloth is the slowest moving mammal on the planet. It’s actually me. Anyways, here's that list of erotic fanfiction I promised @trashy-corvian way too long ago. It's not complete but I've somehow become sort of busy and I figure I can always do a part two!

Since we’re talking about my favourites, there’s going to be a lot of Barbatos, monster-fucking, and dominant!reader. I Know What I Am About.

Will offer the pairing(s), a blurb, and information on reader gender if that’s relevant. As for kinks, please check the tags in any fic before reading, I literally have no way of accounting for everyone’s tastes and I enjoy some odd things.

If a fic covers most of the cast but excludes some, I’ll list that instead of a pairing. None of the links have anything sexual with Luke, but I’ll still list him in the exclusions if I’m listing exclusions.

Lessons in Demonic Anatomy by Sexxica (tumblr)

MC has no gender, their genitals are not mentioned. Luke, Raphael, Mephistopheles, and Thirteen aren’t in the fic, but everyone else is.

One of my favourite, if not my very favourite smut fic because… I like reading about people jacking off, and this is basically a list of my favourite characters doing that. They are all amply aware they’re being watched, it’s all consensual. A+, have kinda wanted to write my own fic along a similar premise since reading it.

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wear your independence like a crown by Koumine (thesecretsavant) on Ao3

Lucifer x MC

Written in second-person, the reader has a vagina, gender-neutral though Sir is the chosen title for MC.

I’m pretty eh on Lucifer, but people write some really tasty smut for him. A friend sent me this one, and they were correct to do so. By and large, it’s a collection of explicit scenes between the two that take place over time. It’s well written and the author has at very least done a lot of research into BDSM relationships if they don’t partake in them personally, which is always nice to see in a BDSM fic.

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Mammon's First and Mammon’s Second by Avatar_Saiki

Mammon x MC

Gender neutral MC, no genitals mentioned for them.

Set shortly after the taming of Cerberus in Nightbringer. Mammon gets a blowjob. Genuinely really good characterization of the brothers and the MC is fun. The blowjob is nice, but I like the conversation between Asmodeus and Mammon ABOUT the blowjob best, because it’s honestly pretty cute imho.

Warm Inside and Out by HiddenOnyx

Gender neutral MC, implied to have a vagina in some of them. Luke, Raphael, Thirteen, and Mephisto are not included.

It occurs to me I’m sort of handing out a very public kink list. Anyways, this is a series of drabbles about cockwarming with the cast.

Kinktober: Obey Me Edition by InvertedPhantasmagoria (tumblr)

Possibly varied on the pronoun/genital situation, honestly not sure. Everyone but Luke, Raph, Mephisto, and Thirteen.

I will not lie, I haven’t read every entry because I just don’t like some of the kinks. The ones I do like are very good though! To no one’s surprise, chapter 31 is my favourite. They’re good at capturing desperation, which is something I enjoy GREATLY.

How do you like your tea? by wubzee

SolomonxBarbatos

I’m a sucker for aphrodisiac fics. Barb + Golden Hellfire Newt Syrup + Solomon’s a bastard. I’d say this is pretty non-con. It’s been a while since I read it properly, but skimming through… it’s pretty non-con.

carpe dick-em by wubzee

LuciferxSolomon (though I don’t think that ever happens actually)

Okay… so… to be fair… when I initially asked someone for the link to the Lucifer erectile dysfunction fic they mentioned, I was not actually aware of the clown fetish aspect. I like clowns just fine, but I am not personally horny about them. Despite the fact that there is next to nothing in this fic I would ever seek out, I did end up really enjoying it. And I’ve just noticed wubzee is on here twice so maybe I should read the rest of their stuff.

Arvandus writes really good Barbatos fanfiction. Also other things too, just… I have a particular area of interest. As far as smut…

Of Love and Pacts the smut is great, of course, but I read this and my brain has not stopped riffing on the concept since. Making a pact mid-intercourse? Fucking amazing, no notes. Other things also, but it’d be kinda wild to put spoilers in my fic rec…

The Divine is fun because the first half of the fic is a date, deals with mortality, and made me cry like a baby. Then the second half hit me with some of the best-written smut anyone’s ever put to paper. Amazing. I wish all fics were like this… or maybe I just wish someone would pay Arv millions of dollars to write fics about Barb as a full time job.

Really can’t go wrong with earthliving, aka another-lost-mc

If I had to pick favourites…

Angels at the Door tops the list. Something about characters listening to someone fuck the person they’re into and jacking off to it the next room over is entirely too lovely.

For Your Ears Only I don’t have any specific praises for this one, the whole thing is very nice.

Put A Spell On You I may or may not rotate the bit about Barbatos excusing himself around in my head More Days Than Not

Got Milk? probably isn’t a favourite out of all their works for me personally but it did spark a very long series of daydreams and thus Must Be Mentioned

Human by getosubaru

Barb x MC, no pronouns but MC has a vagina

I asked a friend for their favourite fics and they happened to drop this one in my lap that I’ve been looking for for AGES. It’s pretty vanilla compared to a lot of the other stuff but it kicked down the door and made a home in my brain.

Various things by frenchfry_writes

Special shout out. They no longer write for the fandom, but they wrote good fic for a lot of very niche kinks that I like a lot and several that will make me tap out of a fic instantly. Often wrote AMAB or trans male reader. I’m not really warning for specific kinks in this list, but piss and vomit are a lot for many people (me included and I’m actively into omorashi) so like… they write for various watersports and emeto. Be aware of that.

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Special note: There’s one I skimmed my entire Ao3 history trying to find to no avail, to my severe distress. It’s largely about learning through experiencing how courtship works in the Devildom… Mammon leaves MC the heart of a big bird on their bed, then kills a guy for them. Levi kills a BUNCH of guys for them and they do the nasty while one of the corpses is floating in his floor-to-ceiling aquarium. If anyone knows where I can find that one again, I’d really like to have it back, it had some interesting world building :c I really hope it wasn't deleted.

EDIT: cosmicstarlatte comin' in clutch "the levi fic (you can then click the author for the others): https://archiveofourown.org/works/38520418"

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obeymelucigirlie · 10 months ago

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Obey Me! Masterlist

Hi! Welcome to my little world. I'm pretty new to this fandom, will be posting drabbles and fics. Feel free to message me/send asks 💛

🔥 18+ account, will be posting/reblogging explicit NSFW content. Minors DNI. 🔥

Likes from main account @dutifullynuttywitch

A pact with Lucifer Lucifer x f!mc (reader) 🔥 Explicit/NSFW smut

Lucifer agrees to make a pact with you in lesson 20... and takes you to his room to make you his.

Wounded pride Pt1: Avoiding MC 101 Lucifer x f!mc (reader) Mature (mentions of sex/bondage)

Our avatar of pride is having some issues confronting his feelings after the Gold Hellfire Newt Syrup incident. You're sick of his disappearing act. Things come to a head.

Wounded Pride Part 2: Who's in Control? Lucifer x f!mc (reader) 🔥 Explicit NSFW smut, Dom Lucifer, spanking/punishment (consensual), edging

You decide talking is overrated. Why not show the avatar of pride just how you feel about him? And get a little payback while you're at it!

#shall we date obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me fanfic #obey me!#obey me nightbringer #lucifer obey me #lucifer x reader #lucifer x mc #obey me smut #obey me fic #om! lucifer #om! lucifer x reader

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princesevsnape · 2 months ago

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Newt x Reader

Prompt: “I can’t do this anymore”

Prompt List

Character: Newt Scamander

Requested by anon

A/N: So inspiration for this request hit very quickly. I have older requests I still need to do so please be patient with me. I feel bad that I’m not doing requests in order but sometimes inspiration hits and other times it takes longer. I will do my best to do these older requests as soon as I can just need the inspiration to come. Please send in more prompts and what character you’d like me to write it for. I would also love some more requests for Newt because I love him so much. Thank you 💜

3 years you had been working with your closest friend. 3 years of helping him take care of magical creatures. And 3 years of being in love with a man who you knew only saw you as his best friend. Or at least that’s what you thought.

One day your friend Newt noticed a change in your demeanour. You had been acting very odd lately but it wasn’t until this day that he actually picked up on it properly. You weren’t your usual chatty and bubbly self.

You were feeding the Mooncalves when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned to see Newt with a small smile on his face.

“Is everything ok?” He asked.

“All good.” You lied.

“Can we talk?” Newt asked.

“Sure. What’s up?” You asked.

“What’s wrong with you Y/N?”

“Nothing. What do you mean?”

“Come on. I know there’s something wrong with you. I know you too well to know when you’re hiding something.”

“Ok fine.” You sighed. “I just can’t do this anymore Newt.” You added.

“Y/N what do you mean?” He said concern in his eyes.

“This. Working with you. Helping you take care of all these amazing creatures. And yet only being your friend.” You said looking away from him, tears starting to stream down your face.

Newt lifted your face to make you look him in the eyes. He wiped away the tears that were falling from your eyes.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” He asked.

“Yes Newt I’m in love with you. So I can’t keep working with you. “ you admitted.

Newt smiled before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. He rested his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes.

“Don’t be so silly you’re not going anywhere. And for the record I’m in love with you too. I never said anything because we’ve been friends for so long and I’ve loved working with you for these last few years. I also didn’t want to lose my best friend. So I kept quiet.” He said before gently kissing you again.

#fantastic beasts #newt scamander x reader #newt scamander #drabble #fluff #hp universe #harry potter

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myceliumsunshine · 4 months ago

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Master List

hey! i thought i'd finally make a master list, after posting like 10 fics on here lol. my name is sun and i write for sam winchester, but i also take requests and will give writing a anything a go! this list will be updated as new fics are posted.

S.W. Series

Clubbing Part One - Clubbing Part Two - Two Days Later Part Three - The Odyssey Part Four - Bind Me To You

THE RISE AND FALL OF SAM WINCHESTER'S PRINCESS masterlist Femininomenon Red Wine Supernova After Midnight

S.W. Stand Alone

The Truth Hurts Lullabies Love You Baby - drabble Pretty, Pink, Proffesional I Could Fight A Bear A Long Day Me and the Devil Frantic Romantic Daddy Issues Wagon Wheel I love you, I'm not sorry - sequel to I love you, I'm sorry Pony Dangerous Woman - Writing Challenge Wouldn't It Be Nice - Snapshot Challenge Walking on Sunshine - Snapshot Challenge

B.B. Stand Alone

One Night

C.N. Stand Alone

Love is an Open Door Angel - drabble I Love You, I'm Sorry - Cas x Reader x Dean

SPN Platonic Fics

Rich Girl Don't Stop Believin' - Snapshot Challenge

D.W. Stand Alone

Black Dog I Love You, I'm Sorry - Dean x Reader x Cas (link above) Jealous Girl - Writing Challenge

TMR Newt Stand Alone

Run Boy Run

S.W. & D.W Stand Alone

C'est La Vie - Snapshot Challenge

My wattpad My Ao3

^ these have different selection of fics from different fandoms. each is different as well

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onekeii · 2 months ago

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Beasts from the East: Chapter 1

Fandom: Fantastic Beasts Pairing: Newt Scamander x OC (Rosalind Leitch) Word count: 3.3k Synopsis: Rosalind Leitch is perfectly comfortable being a muggle, hiding away in her village in Scotland and tending to her magical plants. But when Newt Scamander asks her to journey across China with him in search of the Qilin, she cannot find it in herself to say no. Warnings: description of mild injury

Read on AO3 Beasts from the East Masterlist Next Chapter >

The sun had only just begun crawling over Oban’s forested horizon when Rosalind pulled on her shoes at the front door. Her coffee had already cooled on the kitchen counter, forgotten during her daily morning retreat into the greenhouse behind her wardrobe doors. Rosalind checked her wrist watch and seethed; she whispered to herself, “Shit.” She was running late already.

But when she locked the front door behind her and dropped the keys into her bag, she realised how oddly light it was. Of course, caught up in her usual bid to water all her plants on time, she’d left behind the one thing she needed for the day. With a huff, Rosalind forced herself back into her narrow terraced home, up the stairs cluttered with simple potted plants, and back into her walnut wardrobe. On the other side was her version of heaven: a jungle captured under a dome of foggy glass. The plants underneath were separated into four cloisters each protruding from the circle in the centre; a willow sprouted in the middle from the dry and cracked dirt floor, its branches multiplied endlessly the taller it grew. Spindly claws that could grow no higher creeped along the ceiling instead—leaves of pale green hung from each branch in bunches, they were just low enough to brush the top of Rosalind’s hair as she walked by.

A dusty green recliner was laid invitingly in front of the thick trunk. There was a dark brown desk on the other side, behind the tree, so old that one leg had to be propped up by a bit of folded paper, but it worked well enough. She searched skittishly through the various book spines piled high: One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, Encyclopedia of Toadstools, Beasts from the East, and— there was a letter hanging carelessly out from between the pages of that one. It was written in an awfully messy hand that she could somehow still understand because it was from her sister, Celia, detailing her recent exploits in Hong Kong with a rich wizarding merchant. Rosalind tossed the letter back onto the desk and kept searching. Finally, the one she was looking for—Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them—sat pretty at the very bottom of the pile. She sighed in relief and pulled it out carelessly, turning away before the rest of the books scattered across the desk with a thump.

Her walk to work was as uneventful as ever. The weeds that grew between the cobblestones were slightly taller than last week, and the old lady’s garden that Rosalind often tended to was still prim and proper. The lady herself stood in the doorway in her dressing gown as usual, a cigarette dying between her fingers. She waved at Rosalind, who plastered a smile on her face and waved back. Then she continued on her way. Her boss, Sir Radley, was already slouched at the desk in his office when she entered; she hurried to put her things down at her own desk that guarded his office door, gathered the agenda for the day, and entered his room without even a knock.

“Miss Leitch!” Radley glanced up at her with a weaselly smile. His eyes slid down from the grey cloche hat still on her head to the way her trouser hems draped just above her Mary Janes. Then he lifted his gaze to meet hers again and said, “Trousers today?”

She had to blink—hard—to stop her eyes from rolling into the back of her head. “Yes, sir. Always when I have a date.”

He tried, poorly, to mask his scoff with a laugh. “That’s right, you’ve been working for me for so long that I’ve nearly forgotten how old you are!” he harrumphed, “I hope you can find a man to settle down with soon.”

“Thank you, sir,” Rosalind said through gritted teeth. She could think of nothing worse. “Well, about your meeting with Mr Craig later today…”

The day ticked away much more slowly than Rosalind would have liked, but Radley’s ‘sympathies’ towards her love life allowed her to leave the office earlier than usual. She approached a familiar alley just two streets away, slotted between the florist and the bakery, and looked around cautiously at the chipped stone storefronts around her; not a single soul was in sight, they still slaved away at their day jobs for now. Rosalind took one step into the alley and let the darkness consume her. One foot in front of the other, she continued on until a light glinted at her from the other end; it grew wider and taller until she stepped through into a world of eternal sunset.

Rosalind had lost track of the hours here many times before; narrow shops each three stories tall loomed over her, blocking the desperate sun’s golden rays from reaching her. The witches and wizards that pushed past her in the busy streets of this wizarding enclave, Dene, had no idea a muggle knew how to enter their shopping district. Even without the ability to wield magic, if Rosalind dressed just slightly unconventionally, nobody would bat an eye at her presence—hence the trousers today. She had her dear sister to thank for all her forbidden knowledge.

Despite being identical twins, Celia was the muggle-born Witch while Rosalind was… just a muggle. The two of them tried so very hard to find ways for Rosalind to turn into a Witch—perhaps her magic was simply latent or locked away somehow. In their pursuit, they found ways to enjoy magic together whenever Celia came home from Hogwarts. They’d spend her scarce Galleons on all sorts of magical trinkets and potions that muggles could handle, but Rosalind found the most joy in plants, especially since they were so plentiful in the forest nearby. Enough time pouring over Celia’s old Herbology textbooks taught her how to spot them all throughout Oban. Celia created the wardrobe-greenhouse for her shortly after her bedroom became much too jungle-like.

When Rosalind moved on from her foolish, albeit happy, stint in pretending to be a Witch, she was still determined to use her Herbology skills for good. She agreed with Celia that the International Statute of Secrecy was ridiculous, and she agreed even more so after witnessing first-hand the devastations of post-war pestilence. Whenever Rosalind laid a sheet over yet another corpse, some potion that could have cured their plight always came to mind. Instead, she did what she could for them with plants; at least that made some sort of a difference, she told herself every night.

Rosalind came to when she brushed shoulders with a Witch. She muttered an apology and endeavoured to pay more attention. Most of the people who wandered the worn cobbles were strangers to Rosalind. She’d never ventured down one of the many other dark alleyways spotted around Dene, but she knew from the talk of passers-by that they led to other, distant parts of Scotland. Dene was an enclave that existed only between the cracks in muggle imagination, allowing its alleys to connect every wizard from Dumfries to Shetland. If she really needed to, Rosalind could travel to Edinburgh by foot in just half a day by meandering carefully through the narrow streets. It was a simple part of everyday wizarding life in Scotland, and enclaves were probably much the same in other countries too, but that didn’t stop the odd English wizard from popping up every now and then to marvel at such an ‘invention’.

There used to be maps intended to help both wizard and muggle alike to navigate such delicately woven enclaves, made by a curiously named Desdemona Villiers. Celia was obsessed with the concept, writing about them to Rosalind in every other letter during their school years. They apparently had a special way of illustrating the connections of enclaves to the muggle world, such that there was only one copy of each, and the Ministry held onto them very tightly. After all, if muggles were to find out how to access wizarding enclaves, there could be problems.

That only spurred Celia on more to get her hands on them and redistribute them all. If she couldn’t turn her sister into a Witch, she could at least tear down the wall between muggles and wizards that forced them to lead such different lives. But when the Great War came, the Ministry destroyed all of those maps for its renewed fear of muggles. Over a decade later, Rosalind still grimaced at the memory of how much Celia cried upon hearing the news. She didn’t cry for long, however, for she determinedly set her sights on the one map the Ministry did not have: the Enclave Map of China.

It was in the hands of some prominent Chinese wizard as he was the one who commissioned it from Ms Villiers. Somehow, as recently as Rosalind had seen her, Celia had befriended an English merchant Wizard based in Hong Kong who was in conversation with the man about trading the map, all for a magical Chinese beast they had captured. Apparently, that map held the key to turning Rosalind into a Witch. When Celia approached her a few weeks later with a book all about the concoction, Rosalind turned her away, and she hadn’t heard from her since. She harrumphed at her own brooding, turning her attention to more important matters.

Now, Rosalind would usually run her errands at Pottering Plants and quickly return home. But today was different. She immediately made for the book shop, Quills & Quivers. She stopped briefly to glance at the chalkboard posted up outside, ‘Fantastic Beasts - Book Signing Today!’ She hurried inside; the bell above the door chimed with her arrival. The bookshop itself was small and used mostly to display singular copies of recent publications; the rest of the store’s stock stretched out infinitely behind the counter before her, shelves upon shelves of books that seemed to lead to nowhere. There were only three people queuing in front of her—they obscured the hunched figure of the author behind the counter that she wished to talk to, so Rosalind opted to kill time by looking at some of the ridiculous titles on display.

When the man in front of her finally stepped aside, Rosalind froze for a moment, her eyes bearing into the meek author in front of her. For a moment, blue eyes stared back at her. And then the unthinkable happened: she smiled. It was a genuine smile, creeping across her face like crawling ivy; her mouth threatened to burst open and reveal her teeth. She schooled her features quickly when she thought she might be making a fool of herself. Newt Scamander, with his head bowed down slightly and his eyes darting nervously all about the place, had made Rosalind smile! She calmed herself, breathing in and out slowly, before she placed her book open on the table in front of Newt.

He paused for a moment to glide his fingers across the paper edges. They were warped and the fibres were frayed at the corners. One quick flick through, a look at the smudged ink, told him it was from water damage. Rosalind caught onto his confusion and, uncharacteristically bashful, she said, “Sorry, I keep it in my greenhouse.”

“Oh, you’re a Herbologist?” Newt glanced up at her reluctantly for a moment to see her nod in response.

“Something like that.”

He dabbed his quill in the drying ink pot and leaned down against the counter to start writing. Then he froze, refusing to look up at her again through his overgrown fringe, “Sorry, what’s your name?”

“Rosalind,” she croaked. He started scribbling in the book instantly. She wished he would slow down; she wanted to talk, she wanted to say literally anything. But her rehearsed questions about how many countries he’s visited, or how he first discovered his love of magical beasts, all faded from her mind. Resigned to her fate, her fear of experiencing something new, no matter how much she longed for it, Rosalind simply chewed at her lip and waited for him to finish.

“If you’re a Herbologist, could you tell me the best place to find Petalwort?” He set the quill down and fanned his hand above the page to speed up the ink’s drying process. The answer to this was simple: there was a small domesticated patch on the other side of Dene. Newt could simply walk over and harvest a few without any hassle, but Rosalind had just been served her opportunity on a silver platter.

“Dunollie Wood is just a ten minute walk from the Oban exit, there’s an abundance of Petalwort over there. Why do you need it?” she asked.

The ink finally dried, and so Newt closed the cover on it. The title stared back at him, a daunting reminder that he was still, legally, forbidden from travelling. “It’s for one of my creatures,” he said.

Unlikely. Rosalind knew every plant in Dunollie wood well, and petalwort was only ever useful for destructive purposes (or a well-staged prank). Even more the reason for her to check up on him, she told herself. “Just be careful when you harvest it,” she warned him, “twist the stem twice to the left, and then five times to the right.”

“Thank you,” Newt nodded and handed her slightly faded book back to her, “I’ll see you.”

When her back was finally turned to him, her book safely returned to her bag, Rosalind scrunched her face up a little. See you, a harmless greeting that didn’t actually indicate any intent to see her again—well, she was going to make it happen anyway. Newt still had a few more people to sign for, but Rosalind figured it would be best to go on ahead of him. Dunollie was her land, after all; wouldn’t it be weird if he didn’t bump into her? Her feet carried her swiftly back through the long and dark alleyway out of Dene.

Darkness had already greeted Dunollie Wood like an old friend when Rosalind arrived. There was a straight path beaten directly through the coniferous trees which led to the next town over, a result of centuries of humans who walked through here before her. As always, when she approached a particularly looming Rowan tree, Rosalind stepped to the right and disappeared into the unfeeling shadow; it was the effect of a luscious and leafy canopy above that blocked the moonlight, and the floor was unforgiving with thick roots and shed leaves.

She used to make the mistake of staying out too late under doting Pines, Birch, and Oaks many times in her childhood; with her town below being a little too safe for her liking, Rosalind sought adventure in Dunollie’s year-round bounty of magical herbs. At twenty-nine years, she had already brought every single one back to her greenhouse, but the thrill of trotting through the wood, her wood, at night never faded. Still, she thought it might be terribly inconvenient if she were to trip and ruin her clothes.

Rosalind felt all around with her hands at the familiar trees for support, as if she were hugging and receiving old relatives, until her fingers grazed the smooth and twisting bark of a Juniper tree. She crouched down and plucked one, two, seven small mushroom caps from its roots, rubbed them together between her hands, and blew their disintegrated pieces to the wind. The spores—Solas nymphs, they were called—acted immediately upon being set free; tiny balls of light floated all around her in blue and orange and green. It was enough light to guide her the rest of the way to the lichen grove: a small grassy haven which glowed permanently in the light of a thousand Solas nymphs.

And there he was, undeniably, on the other side of the grove: Newt Scamander from the bookstore, with his briefcase laid open just a few steps behind him. Rosalind mentally cursed herself for forgetting that he had the advantage of using magic while she did not. Of course he was going to be able to beat her here. His back was turned to her, showing only his dark blue woolen coat, but Rosalind was sure it was him—she had never seen any other man hold themselves in the same way as him. Even when approaching the invasive and colourful mosses which carpeted almost the entire grove, his movements were gentle, tentative, meek. He crouched down and made himself smaller yet before reaching his hand out to pluck a bunch of Petalworts, their slimy coating shining blue in the glow of the surrounding light-spores. Rosalind decided now might be a good time to finally speak up.

But she was too late; she had only just stepped out from the safety of a nearby tree trunk when she saw Newt twist the moss the wrong way. He ripped it out of the soil with delicacy, but as soon as its anchors left the ground, a white light flashed across the forest floor. Rosalind braced herself, gritting her teeth and shielding her eyes from the spark. A loud rumble and crash soon followed, a strike of lightning without rain, and Newt was already halfway to her side of the grove, a small and perfectly circular scorch mark left where he had torn the Petalwort from its root. He writhed against the ground, small white flowers and leaves tangling into his wiry hair. Then he fell still.

Rosalind rushed over and practically skidded onto her knees next to him (so much for not ruining her clothes). It had been many years since she’d needed to do this, but she knew the routine well: two fingers to the jaw to check for a pulse, hand under his nose to check he was breathing, and then move on to assessing the damage. She lifted up his coat sleeve, now slightly singed at the hem, to see his freckled skin mottled red with an angry swelling; it branched outwards infinitely, down onto his fingers and up the length of his arm, and it took the shape of fine pine needles: an imprint of lightning burned onto his rough skin.

She leaned back and sighed. It was nothing Rosalind hadn’t dealt with before—she had her fair share of struggles with Petalwort when first learning how to harvest it—but she never had to treat somebody else for it. And getting Newt back to her greenhouse for treatment would certainly prove a challenge; it would also look especially scandalous to any neighbour who might see her hoist him through her front door.

Just then, she heard a high-pitched sort of chirping, and she swivelled her head around to where the case still laid open. There was a little furry creature staring at her with black, beady eyes, its fleshy beak twitching. Rosalind blinked, hard, and realised what she was looking at—a Niffler. Of course, Newt’s case was nothing ordinary; he did not publicly declare it in his book or anywhere else, but Rosalind had read (rather unfavourable) coverage of him in the Daily Prophet—his case was bigger on the inside.

The Niffler didn’t seem to mind when Rosalind picked up the case and brought it closer to Newt. It only watched intently, its beak—which she knew now was actually a snout—twitching and sniffing the air as she heaved Newt’s body into the case, resting him precariously against the steep stairs descending into whatever he kept below. When she turned back to the Niffler, it pounced at her with its little claws outstretched, ferociously scrabbling around her chest until it pulled out a silver chain from under her shirt. From it hung two silver tags—a simple thing worn to identify soldiers, if they were lucky enough to die intact. With her eyebrows furrowed, she snatched it from the misshapen and greedy platypus before thrusting him into the case too.

Once she shut the lid with a click, she picked the case up with a little too much force, expecting it to be much heavier, but it weighed as much as any empty briefcase. It was definitely a useful feature, she thought, before carefully treading her way back through the forest.

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Was in the mood to make a small little drabble featuring the love of my life...

Remus Lupin x Female Hufflepuff Reader

CW: illness, mentions of vomit, mentions of bullying

Everytime I walk up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room I thank Merlin that I am a Hufflepuff and do not have to walk up these stairs everyday. However being friends with the Marauders means I make the trek more often then I would wish.

So here I stand outside the portrait waiting for the boys to come from their detention and let me in.

"Badger! They are bullying me!" Sirius Black, ever the drama queen yells at me from the adjacent staircase. He lays his hand over his forehead in a fainting motion.

" well, did you deserve it?" I say with the tilt of my head. I notice the band of 4 is short 1 tonight.

"Yes he did!" Says Peter Pettigrew as they all meet me where I am by the portrait.

"He made me and Wormtail clean up the sticky Calderons while he chatted with Slughorn about NEWT scores the entire detention!" James Potter wines out to me.

" well Siri looks like you made your bed and I gotta say if verbal bullying is the only retaliation you get from this, then you got off easy" I say with a gentle pat to his shoulder.

Peter says the password and we all enter the common room.

"I thought Remus also had detention with you tonight?" I say to the boys as James plops himself into the big red chair by the fireplace.

"He spent the afternoon vomiting so he got out of it, lucky bloke" Peter says as he lays down on the couch.

"What? But it's not for a couple weeks?" I grab my bag that I just put on the floor ready to march up to the boys dorm.

" yeah but he can still get ill not in relation to his furry little problem" James yells to me as I head up the stairs.

I enter the boys dorm room and am greeted by the beautiful sight of a sleeping Remus Lupin. I approach him quietly and as I get close to his bedside I notice a garbage bin-thankfully empty-next to his bedside and an empty dreamless sleep potion vial on the nightstand.

A sigh escapes my mouth at the sight. I let my bag fall to the ground and go to kneel on the floor next to him.

"Oh my poor boy" I say as I lightly brush my fingers over his forehead to feel if he has a fever.

He stirs in his sleep as I pull my fingers back.

"Shhh" I back up as he resettles himself into the covers.

I get up and brave walking into the bathroom to get him a cold cloth to put over his forehead. Honestly I'm not sure what good it does to a fever but I know I've seen other people do it so I assume it does something.

As I seat myself next to him on his bedside and put the cool rag over his head he finally opens his eyes.

His eyes furrow in confusion for a split second till he sees me and then a peaceful look comes over his face.

"Hey" he coughs "when did you stumble in here" he says as he leans in the touch of my hand on his face.

"Just a minute ago" I brush some hair off his forehead "the boys told me you were sick"

"Mmmh" he hums "just a little bit" he turns on his side towards me and makes room for me to join him.

"Sweetness, you see if I join you then I could get sick, and I don't want to be sick" I say but I already start slipping my shoes off.

"Hmm yeah but then I would get to take care of you for a change" he pulls the covers back for me to slip under them with him.

"Well I could be persuaded to accept that then" I slide in next to him and cuddle into his arms.

He pulls himself into my chest as I let my hands run over his hair as I try to coax him back to sleep.

"How'd I get so lucky" he mumbles as he falls back asleep.

"I've been asking myself the same thing" I softly speak and soon let sleep take me as well.

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louloulemons-posts · 2 years ago

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Eddie Munson Masterlist

All my works about Eddie can be found here

Last Updated : July 3rd 2024

Fluff

- All fluffy Eddie works found here

Furball

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddie is being tortured by a scratching sound for days, what is it?

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Missing You

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddie misses his favourite girl.

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Newts and Water Hyacinths

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Deciding to spend his day with his favourite girl, Eddie goes to her home, but where is she?

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Haircuts and Water Fights

Eddie X Fem!Reader

You’ve always had long hair, how will your boyfriend react when you cut it off?

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Sleepy Snuggles

Eddie X Reader

Eddie comes home to his sleepy baby.

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Drunk Snuggles

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddie gets a little drunk at a party and wants to cuddle his girlfriend.

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Teddy

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Reader has a nickname for Eddie that melts his heart.

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Spooky Date Night (Requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddie plans a date for him and his girlfriend.

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Clothes Thief

Eddie X Reader

Three times you steal Eddies clothes, and one time he gives them to you.

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Sleepy Eddie Cuddles

Eddie X PlusSize!Reader

Drabble of Sleepy Eddie

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Shy Smiles

Eddie X Shy!Reader

Eddie and reader crushing on each other.

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Jealousy

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddie likes the reader, but she’s dating Harrington right?

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sleepover

Eddie X Fem!reader

Eddie and reader are spending the night together for the first time.

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Sand and Suncream

Eddie X Reader

Reader, Eddie and their friends have a beach day.

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Bruised Knuckles (Requested)

Eddie X Fem!Harrington!Reader

Reader likes Eddie, but it only comes to light when someone gets punched.

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Different Kind Of Chemistry (requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddie asks the Reader on a date, but it doesn’t go how he plans.

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Words Of Jealousy (requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddie doesn’t like reader, they have no idea why.

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Storm Cloud Kisses

Eddie X Reader

He was sunshine, I was midnight rain.

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Feral Boy

Eddie X Reader

Just Eddie being his wonderful Munson self.

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Cuddle Bug

Eddie X Reader

Eddies sick and reader is the only one who can make him better.

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Bumps and Binx

Eddie X ScareActor!Reader

Working as a scare actor you didn’t expect to make someone jump so much that they’d fall for you.

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Old Bear Diner

Cook!Eddie X Fem!Waitress!Reader

Reader becomes a waitress at the diner where Eddie works.

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Curly Kisses

Eddie X Fem!Reader

The many kisses you and Eddie share.

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Cherry Cheeks ( requested )

Eddie X Reader

Rosacea comfort

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Cold Pumpkins ( requested )

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Reader gets cold whilst pumpkin picking, Eddie warms her up.

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Sniffles and Snuggles (requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Reader has a cold, Eddie takes care of her.

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Sweet Treat Cramps (requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Period comfort

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Twinkling Lights (requested)

Eddie X Reader

Festive date with Eddie

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New Beginnings (requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

After being attacked by the bats, Eddie wants to change himself for the better.

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Little Voids (requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Reader has 3 little voids living with her, how will Eddie react?

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Not So Shy (requested) (smut)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Eddies girlfriend is shy or so he thought.

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Metal Head Cuddles

Eddie X Fem!Reader

The way Eddie hugs his girl

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Dark Waters (fantasy!au)

Knight!Eddie X Elf!Princess!Reader

When danger comes, a mysterious Knight comes to aid.

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Angst

- All angsty Eddie works can be found here

Misunderstandings (+ Fluff)

Eddie X Twin!Harrington!Reader

You and Eddie had been dating in secret for months, what happens when you can’t do it anymore?

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All That Matters Is Us (+Fluff)

Eddie X Cheerleader!Reader

You’re in a secret relationship with Eddie, what happens when someone finds out?

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My Year (+ Fluff)

Eddie X Reader

When the demobats attack the trailer, Eddie goes to protect you.

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Tea and Toast (+ Fluff)

Eddie X Reader

Eddie shows up at Readers house in the middle of the night.

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Wayne’s Hot Cocoa (+ Fluff)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Reader has a nightmare, the Munsons help.

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Stormy Fights (+Fluff ) (requested)

Eddie X Reader

Eddie and Reader get into a fight

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Heaven (+Fluff) (requested)

Eddie X Reader

Reader gets cursed by Vecna

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Fears of the Night (+Fluff) (requested)

Eddie X Reader

Eddie nightmare comfort

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Dad!Eddie

- All dad / step dad Eddie works found here

Margot

Eddie X SingleMom!Reader

You and Eddie have been dating for months, the only thing, he doesn’t have a clue about your daughter, Margot.

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Cinderella and Warm Milk

Eddie X Mom!Reader

Eddies first night looking after Margot

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Cuddles and Stew

Eddie X Mom!Reader

You get sick and Margot calls Eddie.

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pickle

Eddie X Fem!Hopper!Reader

You and Eddie had been so careful, so how on earth did you have a positive pregnancy test?

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Early Gifts (requested)

Eddie X Fem!Reader

You give Eddie an early Christmas gift.

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Modern!Eddie

- All Modern Eddie works can be found here

Instagram Part 2

Modern!Eddie X Reader

Just Eddie, reader and their friends being cute on IG.

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Weird But F-ing Beautiful (Requested)

Modern!Eddie X Fem!Gothic!Reader

Reader and Eddie bond over their love of metal, but she has a secret …

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