This is my blog's masterlist, updated every time I post a fic. I'll probably write for other characters I meet along the way but for now, these are the characters/fandom I write for. My fixations on characters all come and go. It’s a never ending cycle which I hope you won’t hold against me, I’m only human. This page hold a collection of characters I love(d) most that I’m assuming you do too.
Feel free to submit requests or leave feedback, constructive criticism is welcome!! I hope you enjoy your time here ♡
last update: 25/11/2022
Something About Them (T.H!Peter) | 1.3k
Y/N is alone during New Year's Eve. Peter climbs into the wrong window. Ned wants pizza.
Under the Same Sun (TASM!Peter) | 2.3k
Peter had his fair chance at love, all ending in death. He swore never to love again until he meets Y/N from another universe.
Hypothetically (TASM!Peter) | ~400
Peter teases Y/N who's extremely (and ironically) afraid of spiders.
The Night is Young (TASM!Peter) | ~900
Y/N gets ditched at prom and Peter is on to the rescue.
It's On (TASM!Peter x GN!Reader) | blurb
You and Peter target each other on a competitive game of laser tag.
Cheeky Girl | ~500
Y/N and George planned to meet at the library to study but they have other ideas.
Not What It Looks Like | 1.4k
Y/N and George gets caught in a compromising position inside an old broom closet.
One Step, Two Steps | 1.8k
Y/N and George has a complicated and undefined relationship until Y/N has had enough and decides that she’s not fit to keep playing their dangerous game.
Potioned | 1.7k
George tries to strike Y/N with a love potion but she doesn’t seem to be affected.
Princess and the Frog (1) & (2) | 1.2k
Y/N and George tests out a mystery product from Fred which turned them into frogs.
Rhythm of Our Own | ~300
Y/N forces George to dance.
Can't Fight This Feeling - Steve x Y/N x Eddie | 1.9k
The group went on an overnight beach trip where Y/N and Steve found themselves in an argument. A sing-off leads to a choir performance and Y/N catches the eyes of the one and only Eddie Munson. (no spoilers!! s1-4)
Caught in the Act - Eddie x Henderson!Reader | 1.3k
Eddie cancels the campaign and Dustin, along with Mike and Lucas, wants to know what is so important to tear the strict Dungeon Master away from his beloved club.
A Gentle Kiss - Eddie x Y/N x Platonic!Steve
Y/N deals with the aftermath of the events in the Upside Down. (s4 spoilers)
Golden Slumbers - Eddie x GN!Reader | blurb
Eddie falls asleep on reader’s chest.
Home - Dad!Eddie x Mom!Reader | 1.8k
You received a call from Eddie during the kids’ bath time, telling you he won’t make it home from tour. That afternoon, you discovered that he lied in the sweetest way.
It Can Wait - Eddie x Fem!Reader | 1.1k
You and Eddie spend a rainy morning together. Eddie is a silly goose who you can’t help but tolerate.
Now, Kiss! - Eddie x Fem!Reader | 2.4k
You definitely and most certainly do not want to kiss Eddie freaking Munson… do you?
Sweet Baby - Eddie x GN!Reader | 1.1k
Eddie’s gigs consist of four to five drunks, too smashed to even retain his sound. Then, there’s you. His sweet, sweet baby
Thunderclouds (1) (2)- Eddie x Lawyer!Fem!Reader | 7.7k {📮 DISCONTINUED}
High school relationships were never meant to last so when Eddie decided he wants to settle, you decide to leave. Ten summers pass and you reunite in the most unusual way; Eddie being a suspect in murder and you, his defense lawyer.
requests:
you and eddie talk about your future kids | blurb (sfw)
ava and hunter watching eddie perform | blurb (fluff)
others:
Neon Pages - Platonic!Steddie x non-interactive!fem!reader | blurb
Eddie has never been one for glossy neon magazines. So color Steve surprised when he sees him with one.
All of You - Steve Harrington x GN!Reader | 1.1k
Steve is taking too long in the bathroom, longer than usual. You grow worried over time and decide to check on him but you see something he’s been afraid of showing you.
Y/N and George gets caught in a compromising position inside an old broom closet.
Warnings: descriptions of tight and dark space
Note: Thank you for everyone who liked, followed and reblogged my previous posts. I was planning to post yesterday but I had a surprise visit from my friends. Anyway, hope you enjoy this! See you on the next one. ;*
The Weasley twins were known trouble makers at Hogwarts so it wasn’t a surprise when one afternoon, the halls of the castle echoes with heavy footsteps as they run from Filch – the school caretaker.
The poor old man had his cat , Mrs. Norris, on his arm as he ran limply after Fred and George after they dyed the cat’s fur in a bright shade of pink. The twins sped off along the corridors, startling some of the students peacefully walking about.
Filch wasn’t far from them but he had a hard time running which slowed him a bit. The twins on the other hand, reached a two way split in the corridor. Fred took the left side and George went right.
George had been panting and his legs started to feel sore so he stopped running to catch his breath. He held on his knees as he heaved, heart jumping in his chest.
He hadn’t been resting for long when he heard Filch and Mrs. Norris coming near his direction.
It was then that George noticed that he wasn’t the only one in the corridor. He recognised the girl to be in the same year as his brother. Without thinking, he ran.
Y/N was a prefect who’d been assigned to patrol near the second floor corridor during the break. She was just pacing back and forth slowly, waiting for her duty to be over, when she heard heavy footsteps.
She stood in the middle of the corridor in attempt to stop whoever was running when she felt a hand wrapped around her arm. Before she knew it, she had been swept away.
“Let go of me!” She shouted as she hit her abductor.
“Let go at once or I’ll have you punished by the headmaster!” She tried all sorts of empty threats to scare him off but to no avail.
She looked back to see what it is they were running from when she saw a figure she’d recognise anywhere. Filch wasn’t keen on students with magical abilities, especially the prefects.
He thought that they were a kiss ass and show offs. He loathed the prefects so much as to torment them all the time when he was around, scolding them for the smallest things. Y/N wasn’t exempted from this torment as she too had her share of bad experiences with the old man, with him having her go down the swanky basement or shouting at her for no reason.
She sprinted faster than ever, even advancing before the boy, afraid to be caught by Filch. She knew he’d recognise the badge and will have her head even if she hadn’t done anything wrong.
“Wait, let’s hide in here.” The boy pushed her towards an old wooden door and pulled it open.
Without another second, they shuffled in the room and closed themselves in. It was dark and musty inside but they didn’t care. They held their breath as footsteps passed near the door, the boy holding a hand on his and Y/N mouth to avoid a slip of sound.
When they were certain Filch was gone, they allowed themselves to breath.
“Lumos.” She whipped her wand out and lit the room.
“I think he’s gone.” The boy whispered.
“Alright, let’s go.” She answered before pushing the door but it didn’t open.
She pushed again but the door won’t budge. The boy put his hand on her shoulder to gently push her aside.
He used his arm against the door but it still won’t open.
“That’s odd. Try alohomora.” She suggested.
The boy pointed his wand to the knob and still, the door didn’t move an inch.
“Did you say it correctly?” She was growing frustrated by the second.
The boy looked at her with his head tilting. “Yes, I said it correctly.”
It was then that she recognised him to be her classmate from several classes. The other half of the notorious prankster duo. George Weasley, who was now crouching slightly so as to not hit his head on the low concrete.
“Well what do you suppose we do, George?” She looked a round the room to realise it was less of a room and more of a closet.
It was littered with stacks of rusty tin buckets, rags and other cleaning materials.
“You know me?” His eyes lit up. It was probably from the light at the end of her wand.
“Who doesn't?” She replied. Tucking loose hair behind her ear.
“How are you sure I’m not Fred?” He leaned his head back slightly.
Y/N leaned on the wall only to stand again when she felt it was damp. Smoothing out her uniform, she replied. “You have a mole on your neck.”
Realising how it must’ve come out, she widened her eyes and tried to take her statement back. “Not that I look at your neck or any other parts of your body, of course.” But failing miserably.
George lifted a brow and hummed lowly.
“Forget it. We must find a way to get out of this dump.” She waved it off.
Y/N had already lost track of time and she was frustrated. She’d been scratching at her legs and neck and all the exposed skin due to the small mites in the closet with them.
Apart from that, she was breathing neck on neck with George as the room seemed to grow smaller by the minute. There wasn’t much room for the both of them and could only stretch out one arm’s length before hitting a wall.
If it wasn’t for their wands, the room would’ve been pitch black due to the lack of windows.
George had tried to break the door down with and without magic but to no avail. It was then that they started to feel the strain in their legs for standing too long and without much movement.
“Should we try shouting for help?” Y/N lit up at her sudden thought, a glimpse of hope after what felt like hours.
“Are you mental? Filch could hear us we’d be deader than dead!”
“Well, do you have any other ideas on how to get us out?” She waited for a brief moment and when George didn’t answer, she smiled sarcastically. “I guess not.”
She took a deep breath in preparation and lifted her hands in front of her mouth before pressing her face on the door. Y/N was about to yell out when she felt something small walked over her feet.
Out of instinct, she held onto George’s neck and tried to climb on his body by wrapping a leg around his hips.
“Ow – bloody hell – woman what are you doing, oi!” He tried to pry her off him but just like the door, she wouldn’t budge.
“There’s something down there! Walking! Crawling!” She said in a hurry, her voice coming off airy.
“Where? Ow! If you keep moving like that, I’m as good as Headless Nick.” He said pertaining to the headless ghost.
“Sorry but please!” She pleaded as she held on the wall for support. “Just hold me up, George!”
Seeing the desperation and the frightened look on her face, George sighed before scooping Y/N’s other leg and carrying her.
One hand held onto his neck while the other rested on the wall behind George, her fingers splayed out in disgust.
It was silent for a few second before Y/N started to swing her legs again.
“George it’s coming up my leg! Its climbing!” Y/N continued to whimpered as she wiggled and twisted in George’s hold.
With George being so tall and the closet so low and tight, he was hitting against the walls and the ceiling.
“Y/N stop!” He complained.
Since he was holding Y/N with both hands, he accidentally dropped his wand, causing the light to turn off, leaving them in the dark.
With George temporarily blinded by darkness and Y/N wailing around, he knocked the tins and all the other supplies down, making a lot of noise along with their whimpers and grunts.
The lack of air in this cramped room didn’t help their situation. With not much air, Y/N’s weight on his shoulders and her hair in his face, George was out of breath.
He panted while she mewled.
“Y/N, I swear to Merlin you’ll be the death of me.” He gasped, drowning in her hair. “It’s so tight! Stop moving!”
Just then, the wooden door blasted open, missing them by centimetres. And there stood Fred, eyes wide in shock. Students gathering behind him.
“Bloody hell mate! Get a proper room or something!”
“It’s not what it looks like.” Y/N scrambled out of George’s grip and fixed her clothes. Cheeks red and flushed.
