This is my masterlist! I'll try and make sure I keep all the links working and that I sort things so they're easy to find! Please let me know if you find a broken link!
Be sure to check out my fanedits masterlist if you like that kind of thing! Masterlist
Fred Weasley
Twisted (In progress) - [Story Masterlist]
In 1989, Marigold Bowen begins her journey at Hogwarts and quickly bonds with a pair of red-haired twins. Although their differing houses sometimes create friction, it's hard to find Marigold without the twins or vice versa. As their friendship deepens, Fred and Marigold navigate their growing mutual attraction. Will they discover love, or will their contrasting backgrounds ultimately drive them apart?
Can we YES WE get a scene where Boyd talks to us shortly(a week or two) after we arrive in town? Weâre guarded and standoffish at first, but eventually we end up breaking down in the bar after everything becomes too much. It gets too late for us to leave, so he stays with us while we talk, comforting and holding us until we eventually fall asleep together there only for someone to wake us both up the next morning. PLZZZZZ PLZZZZ PLZZZZ
Hear me out a Jade and Tabitha fic, Jade is in the sheriff station (on boydâs chair facing the map) he thinks he was talking with Tabitha (he confesses or not you decide) Tabitha is behind them by the door with Boyd and theyâre like âbro thatâs a monster.â they shoot it or whatever and see what they can do with the new monster.
This is such a good idea! Gonna start working on this immediately! When you say new monster you're talking about the dolls right? I want to be super clear on that!
Hi, how are you? I hope you're well. I was just wondering if you plan to continue "Simon x Civilian Cleaner". I love that story <3
Sorry for the late reply! I do plan to continue this! I took a break from writing for a bit, but I'm back into it! Keep your eyes out for more from this series!
I've spent the last 3 days watching everything for the tv show From.....I'm obsessed. The lack of fanfiction is genuinely concerning. I wish to fix this. Send me your requests so I can write them!
You were from the well-liked Thorne family in District 7, and you were vaguely aware of your classmate, Billy Stebbins.
He seemed to have no friends, always keeping to himself, though he occasionally helped those who asked for help with errands and chores, yourself included. You rarely interacted. You were pretty sure he didn't even know your name.
That is, until you're both reaped for the 74th annual Hunger Games.
Chapter Two - The Reaping
It was your final reaping day. If you just made it through this day unscathed, you could live the rest of your life in relative peace.
Unfortunately, the odds are not in your favor.
Chapter Three - Goodbyes and Train Rides
You say goodbye to your family for possibly the last time.
Chapter Four - Chariots and Gladiators
You arrive at the Capitol, where all the promo and training starts.
Chapter Five - Training Scores and Interviews
Your private training session goes arwy, and Stebbins' interview takes an interesting turn.
Chapter Six - Let the Games Begin
Your mentor concocts as plan for you and Stebbins, just before you enter the Bloodbath.
Chapter Seven - Somewhere in the Trees
You and the Careers both make unlikely allies.
Chapter Eight - Forged in Blood
You and Curley come up with a plan to get more food in the arena.
Demanding people reblog your posts and trying to guilt people into reblogging your posts is so icky to me. I understand why it's helpful, but nothing makes me block someone faster than them tagging me in a post just to complain about me not reblogging their stuff, especially after scrolling through their page and seeing they don't reblog other people's stuff??? You made these weird rules and then stated why you have those rules... but don't apply that to other people's works? Idk that's just really weird and icky to me. If my like and follow isn't enough, then I won't give you either ever again đ¤ˇââď¸
Maybe I'm in the minority on this, but it just feels hypocritical to me to demand more types of engagement and then not give that to other people. It's one thing to practice what you preach. It's another to pull a "do what I say, not what I do" mentality.
Here's a quick edit for our favorite gun-toting grisha! I'll forever be made at Netflix for killing the Six of Crows spin off show.
Check out my edits masterlist for more edits by me!
Yet another edit that tiktok decided was too graphic to be posted! Don't know why I even bother trying.
Movies: Hunger Games, Catching Fire, Mockingjay Part 1 and part 2, Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes
Song: Hayloft II by Mother Mother
On top of writing fanfiction I also dabble in making edits.....tiktok always kills my edits so I've decided to start posting them on tumblr. Maybe they'll do better here.
Song: "Party 4 u" by Charlie XCX
Show: Grey's Anatomy
Pair: Mark Sloan and Lexi Grey.
Still not over this couple and when I saw this trend I had to make one for them. I'm not the best editor, but I enjoy making a few from time to time
Check out my edits masterlist for my edits by me!
Breaking The Ice (Judd Birch X Jessi Glaser Older! Sister Reader)
Summary: You and Judd have been in school together since elementary school.
This is kind of related to the drabble I put out a long time ago. Lots of people have been reading that and asking for new Judd content so I figured Iâd pause of my Simon Riley series to write this. Hope yaâll like it. May do a second part from Juddâs perspective and then a third chapter showing them actually getting together if this gets enough interaction. As always if you see any errorsâŚ.no you didnât.
If she was being honest with herself (and she really did try to be, more often than not) she hadnât noticed Judd Birch at first.
Back in elementary school, he was background noise. Just another name on the attendance sheet, another kid kicking gravel at recess. Maybe she couldâve picked his face out of a lineup if she squinted, but probably not. He wasnât loud, but he wasnât exactly shy either. He didnât blend in so much as linger around the edges, watching with that half-lidded stare that made him look way too tired for a third grader. Like he was already over it. Like he was clocking every detail and filing it away somewhere private.
And she hadnât noticed him noticing her.
Not until middle school, anyway. Thatâs when he started showing up.
Heâd gotten tall. Fast. In that awkward, almost unsettling way boys do, like his limbs were rebelling against the concept of symmetry. There was something off about him: sharp angles, quiet intensity, a kind of stillness that didnât match the usual chaos of the Birch household. His eyes lingered too long. Not creepy. Just⌠focused. Like he was studying people. Measuring them.
She didnât like how often she caught him looking.
When Jessi said she was hanging out with Juddâs little brother, Nick, sheâd braced for weird. It had to run in the family, right?
But Nick was⌠different.
Nick was a completely different beast. Loud, messy, always in motion. He talked with his whole body. He wanted to be liked. Judd didnât seem to care if anyone liked him at all. If Nick was the show, Judd was the curtain. The frame. There, but apart. Not unwelcome. Just⌠separate.
It was kind of wild how the Birch family didnât try to fix him. They didnât ignore him, either. He wasnât the black sheep, he was just a part of the herd that did his own thing. Like maybe being weird wasnât something to outgrow. Just something to be nurtured. Even if no one really understood it.
Then came freshman year. Biology class.
They got paired up. Not by choice. She still remembered how he looked at her when their names were called: like he already knew it was going to happen. Like the universe was playing along with something only he could see.
He loved dissections. Frogs, fetal pigs, anything with guts. His eyes lit up in this completely unhinged way, and it was honestly a little terrifying. So she took over the paperwork. It was better than having him hover while she tried not to stab herself with a scalpel.
And weirdly? It worked. They worked. Efficient. Surprisingly chill. He didnât talk much, but when he did, it caught her off guard. Sharp thoughts, quiet voice, that same too-long stare.
She never knew what to say back. But she wanted to.
By sophomore year, he was gone. Different classes. Different hallways. That thing they had (whatever it was) just kind of faded.
Until she started driving.
Sheâd just gotten her license, and that came with the responsibility of driving her sister around. Which meant dropping her off and picking her up from the Birch house. Most of the time she sat in the car, engine running, scrolling on her phone or staring out the windshield. But sometimes (too many times for it to be random) Judd came outside instead.
And he never said hi like a normal person.
One day it was, âIâm training raccoons to freak out Nick.â Another time he asked if she wanted drugs, deadpan, like it was a casual Tuesday hobby.
She always laughed. Because he was ridiculous. Because it felt like he wanted her to laugh. Because deep down, she kind of liked how absurd it all was. Like he was throwing her a test, just to see if sheâd flinch.
It wasnât flirting. Not really.
But it wasnât nothing either.
It was⌠weirdly electric. Like every conversation was a sequel to one theyâd never actually had. Heâd stand there, blue dyed hair and deadpanned eyes, looking like the rules didnât apply to him. And sheâd cross her arms and pretend not to care. Pretend she wasnât waiting for whatever heâd say next.
Maybe it didnât mean anything.
But sometimes he looked at her like it did. Like she was supposed to understand something he hadnât said out loud yet.
And she hated how much she wanted to.
Then there was that Friday. Late October. Cold air, crunchy leaves, the kind of day that made everything feel just a little closer, a little slower. Jessi was taking forever inside, probably still talking. Judd stepped out onto the porch.
No greeting. Just, âIâve been designing suits for the raccoons. Little vests. One of themâs getting a bow tie.â
She blinked. Let it sit for a beat. Then said, âAre they unionized yet, or are you still exploiting their labor?â
He lit up.
Not just in his eyes. His whole face. Like something switched on inside him.
And then he smiled.
A real one.
Not a smirk. Not a twitch of the mouth. A full, open, stupidly soft smile. Or at least as soft as Judd Birch could smile.
âWorking on a healthcare plan,â he said. âBut theyâre terrible at filling out paperwork.â
It was ridiculous. Absolutely unhinged. Probably the weirdest conversation sheâd ever had.
And she grinned the whole drive home, Jessi was too busy on her phone to notice.
Got a new keyboard for my IPad so now I can write when Iâm on the go! Letâs gooooo! Gonna be able to sit in the living room watching TV and writing! Who needs a laptop when this is way bettter? Just need to figure out a few settings and Iâll be all good! Iâm genuinely so excited about this. Iâm living in the modern age now kids.
Saw @404creep's Jessi Glaser! Older Sister x Judd Birch Drabble and it has inspired me
You, like your sister, have known the Birch family your whole life. You are closer to age to Judd than you are Leah, so you weren't able to make good friends with Leah, because you usually shared classes with her older brother.
You always thought you hated Judd and didn't want to have a crush on him like everyone else, because it infuriated you that so many people liked him and you didn't want to be like them. So, you went out of your way to not be his friend or even around him for years.
Well, that changed when your younger sister started being friends with Judd's brother Nick.
After that, you were around the Birch family a lot more. Whether it was for social events or parties, you were seeing them more in the past few months than you have your whole life.
It made you feel guilty you've avoided them so long, because they were so nice, expect for their sons. With you being around more, you've noticed Judd being around you more in your life at school, much to your dismay. You didn't want anyone thinking you were with him or something. You had a reputation to maintain.
When your sister gains a crush on Judd, it gets so much worse, because whyyy?????? You donât understand because what could be so appealing about a kind of hot, bad boy with a nice chiseled pack of abs- oh god!
You shake your head, getting such a thought out of your mind. To make matters worse, Judd approaches you one day, as your going to another class and tells you to get back his shirt from your âAnnoying kleptomaniac sisterâ or heâll âmake your life hellâ.
What the fuck does that mean????? It makes you so anxious because you know Judd means it. You arenât sure why he canât just get it himself, but you have a sneaky suspicion that he liked watching you squirm in fear.
You were sure he got a sick pleasure of your fear. You question Jessi about Juddâs shirt and she breaks down. You canât help but feel bad for your sister, so you decide to take the blame.
âJessi isnât the one who stole your shirt⌠I-uh⌠Weâll, I did.â
He almost laughs in your face. âYouâre a terrible liar? You know that?â
âIâm not lying. I stole it.â
âWhatever.â He takes the shirt back. âIf you want my shirt, next time, just ask.â
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