Take Me. Wreck Me. Ruin Me.(Draco Malfoy X Reader)- 18+

One Granted Pleasure

One Granted Pleasure - A Loki One Shot for Loki’s Library Discord “Extreme Kink Collab Challenge”

(LOKI X READER)

After being thrown in jail for his attempt to take over Midgard, Loki is restless. In order to placate him, Odin and Frigga grant their son one pleasure per month. Months have passed, and Loki has decided he wants his one granted pleasure to be more than just extra books or a nice meal. This month, he has declared that his one granted pleasure will be you - in his cell, alone, with the ability to do anything he wants to you.

Word Count: 4233

Part of the “Extreme Kink Collab Challenge” on AO3 by the Loki’s Library Discord Server

Master List

NSFW, SMUT, DOMINANT LOKI, ROUGH SEX, EXHIBITIONISM, DEGRADING, BONDAGE

When Loki was thrown in jail on Asgard after his attempt to conquer Midgard, he was allotted one pleasure per month.

It was Frigga’s way of still caring for her son even though he was under severe punishment. She was able to furnish his cell and feed him more than the cheap grub the other prisoners got, but that was all Odin allowed. He had, however, agreed to one pleasure per month, in order to prevent Loki from attempting to break out of his cell. He assumed that giving Loki a bit of leisure would make him less likely to rebel, so he permitted this decision to move forward.

In the beginning, Loki asked for books, a special meal, the occasional dagger - “no, mother, I will not be using it to break out, I just want to intimidate the other prisoners and have a bit of fun, of course” - but it quickly got boring. Loki had figured he would be out of jail within a month or two, perhaps even half a year if things were going slowly up above. However, that wasn’t how events were playing out. Months went by and Loki was finding that it seemed there would be no way out soon. It was then he began considering these granted pleasures with more thought.

He ordered more extravagant gifts, ones that would bring him comfort, but they never succeeded. Something was missing, something that would calm the storm that constantly brewed within him. It was a question he could not find the answer to.

Until he saw you.

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Will: um I've noticed you've been avoiding me recently-

Mike:

this is the best representation of internalised homophobia we ever got in media you can't change my mind

WHO THE HELL?! ━ imagine!

eddie munson x fem! reader

summary: when eddie munson doesn't find the need to tell the dungeons and dragons club members about his new girlfriend. so imagine dustin's surprise when he visits eddie's trailer and sees it looking impeccably clean.

wc: 956

“Okay, Eddie! I hear you! So it’s just in your living room? On the table beside the sofa? Okay!” Dustin stops his bike beside the Munson trailer, dropping it down onto the dirt as he rushes to the door. “Wait- how the hell am I supposed to get inside?!”

“Did I not give you my keys?”

“No!”

“Damn!”

“Wait! I see someone inside! I’m just gonna knock on the door till they answer. Talk to you later, over and out!” Amidst Eddie’s protests, Dustin turns off the walkie-talkie and strides over to the door. He secretly hopes to himself that it’s not Eddie’s uncle. But shit, who else is going to be in the Munson residence if it wasn’t Eddie or his scary-looking uncle?

He breathes in and out, raising his fist to knock on the door. However, right after his fists land on the door, it falls open as if it wasn’t locked in the first place. 

‘Red flag. Red flag.’ Dustin knew better than to go into a complete stranger’s house. But, this was Eddie’s trailer. The worst thing that can happen is that he can stumble on some disgusting shit, or God bless him, his uncle holding a knife to his chest ready to pop off and kill him. ‘God, please guide me.’

As he walked inside, it seemed empty. There was absolutely no sign of life, but something did scare the living shit out of Dustin. 

The Munson trailer was clean. Clean as fuck. 

Dustin only knew Eddie from the beginning of the school year. But, regardless of the short time, Dustin knew that Eddie hardly took care of himself and would rather focus on anything else other than cleanliness. Shit, he remembers that one time he went inside Eddie’s room and it was laundry day. The stains on that mattress were traumatizing. 

After going through a state of shock, Dustin remembered the reason why he was even in Eddie’s trailer. He began his search for the paper his leader needed, but it was far more difficult to find compared to the simplicity Eddie emphasized. Dustin cursed him under his breath, opening up every drawer on every table by the one sofa in the entire living room. 

However, Dustin was so focused on his search, that he completely went deaf to the sounds of movement behind him. 

“Hey! Who the fuck are you?!” Dustin almost fell back at the sheer terror he just felt surge through his heart. His breaths began to get erratic. Seeing a really, really pretty woman standing with only a shirt and…shorts? Or were they panties? He didn’t know. But it was fucking scary. Or hot? He didn’t know. “Hello?!? You better say who you are before I call the cops!”

“Wait! Wait! Eddie sent me here! He sent me to get something for the campaign! My name is Dustin! Dustin Henderson!” Dustin raised his hands up in defence, not seeing the woman’s shoulders deflate in relief. She chuckles, prompting Dustin to lower his hands. “W-Wha-”

“God, I’m sorry. Did I forget to lock the door again? Shit. I’m gonna get myself killed one day. Anyway, the paper he forgot is actually on the kitchen counter. I put it there figuring out he was gonna come back.” She walks past him. 

‘Oh jeeze.’ Dustin tries not to look at them, only looking forward to where the paper was. 

“Here you go, sorry about earlier. I just got scared is all. Did he drive you here?”

“No…I biked here.” He blinks twice at you, becoming nervous at your gaze staring him down. 

“Oh my god! Really? Do you want some water? What about a cookie? Oh wait! I baked some cookies earlier, I was really bored. Can you bring some to the DnD club, please? Eds loves them…” As you ramble on about cookies and water, Dustin can’t help but gaze at your beautiful features. Your voice was also soothing, and shit, you look like you give the best hugs. “Shit, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Y/N, Eddie’s girlfriend. Nice to finally meet you, Dustin!”

‘Now I know why Eddie hides you.’

–

“Fuck! Look who finally decides to turn up! Henderson, what took you so long?” Eddie walks up to Dustin, eyebrows furrowing in search of the paper he asked him to get. “Did you get the paper-”

“You son of a bitch!”

“Excuse me?”

“I should be saying ‘excuse me’! I get sent, for a paper, and y’know what I find? Hm?” Dustin looks around the room past Eddie, trying to show them validation for his anger. “The most beautiful and shit, best baker, I have ever met in my life!” After his last statement, Dustin shoves the container of cookies at his (now ex) idol’s chest. 

Eddie, though initially confused at Dustin’s anger, finally understands why when he sees your signature chocolate chip cookies. You always add M&Ms, saying that they ‘add a pop of colour’ to them. Not that he minded. He loved it. 

“I don’t get why you’re angry-”

“Bitch?! You have to show them off! Sell these cookies for God’s sakes! Bring her to meetings! Shit! Do I have to teach you how to be a good boyfriend?!?” Dustin drops his bag, groaning at Eddie’s ‘stupidity’. “Let’s get on with the game!”

Eddie looks at Dustin, then at the container in his hands. 

It wasn’t like he was hiding you. Eddie smiles to himself, propping open the lid and eating one cookie. 

Eddie just thinks that you’re his little secret. Only he gets to eat your cookies. Dustin just happened to stumble upon them. Never again though.

“Hey, Eddie, can we try some of those cookies-”

“Fuck off Gareth.”

𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤 // 𝕕𝕚𝕝𝕗!𝕔𝕖𝕠!𝕕𝕞 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪 → 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕟

𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 → 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗,, 𝕔𝕖𝕠!𝕕𝕚𝕝𝕗!𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕠,, 𝕓𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕪,, 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣,, 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥,, 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜,, 𝕤𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘,, 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜,, 𝕤𝕦𝕓𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖,, 𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜,, 𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕪!𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣,, 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕡,, 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕒 𝕤𝕦𝕘𝕒𝕣 𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪!𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕠 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪,, 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟,, 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕚𝕖

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𝕒/𝕟 → 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤 :)

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Vanilla

A/N: this man has consumed my every thought- someone please send help…and holy water.

Summary: Eddie is the school freak, but you have a theory that that’s the only place he’s freaky. He intends on proving you very wrong.

Pairing: Eddie x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, oral (m receiving/ face fucking/swallowing), spitting, choking, unprotected sex, use of pet names, edging/orgasm denial, slight degradation?

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“My ears, guys! My innocent ears!” Dustin yelled, hands thrown up in disgust.

“All I said was I didn’t think Eddie was very kinky, is all,” you defended yourself.

“Gross!” Mike groaned. The rest of the Hellfire Club just tuned you out as they went back to preparing for the campaign. Eddie was known as the freak of Hawkins High but you had a feeling that was the only place he was a freak. You had no way of actually proving your theory…well there was one way…but you would never dare to venture there with Eddie.

You were his close friend and nothing more. The crush you had on him years before was snuffed out when you noticed how he would look at other girls, or more recently Chrissy Cunningham, and it was different than the way he looked at you. So you pushed down your feelings until they were nothing.

“Why don’t you just ask Eddie?” Lucas suggested.

“Ask Eddie what?” Eddie himself asked, finally joining the group.

“Nothing!” You shouted.

The group chuckled to themselves while Eddie eyed you all suspiciously.

“Uh okay, shall we begin then?” He asked. Everyone nodded and he took his seat on the throne. You couldn’t deny how good he looked sitting there, in control of the entire group. You couldn’t help but think about him having control over you in other situations, maybe even having sit on his throne while you su-

“Earth to (Y/N)!” Dustin yelled, snapping you out of your trance. Everyone was staring at you, waiting for you to roll the dice.

“Shit, sorry.” You tried to focus on the campaign but Eddie kept his eyes on you the entire night and kept making sure you were okay, claiming you seemed out of it and even offering to postpone the campaign, must to everyone’s dismay. You ensured him that you were fine and that he was just too much of a softie. You were determined to finish the night and get home to shake off the annoying tension that had settled within you.

After what seemed like an eternity, the campaign finally ended. You celebrated with your friends and hung around for a bit after. You chatted with Mike and Dustin while Eddie and the other guys talked in the corner. You swore you caught them glancing at you a few times but you tried to tell yourself you were just being paranoid.

You grabbed your bag and bid a farewell to your friends, making a beeline for the door. You had just barely exited the room when you felt someone grab your hand. You knew from the cool rings on your skin who it was.

“Eddie, what’s up?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to swing by my trailer later? I actually picked up a copy of that new horror flick you wanted to see at the video store today so I thought maybe you’d want to come by and watch it with me,” he said almost nervously. You smiled at the sweet man and nodded immediately.

“Yeah, I’d love that. Just let me run home real quick and I’ll meet you at your place, yeah?”

“Sounds like a plan,” he said with a huge grin. Having movie nights with Eddie was nothing unusual, having been good friends for a while now. His trailer was like a second home to you so you thought nothing of it when you knocked on the door after going home and changing.

After knocking again and getting no response, you decided to just go in. You knew his uncle wasn’t home and his van was there so you figured he just fell asleep.

“Eddie? Eds, are you here?” You called out. You walked into his room and saw that the bed was empty, but before you could turn back around an arm snaked around your waist and pulled you flush against their chest. “Jesus, Eddie! You scared me shitless!”

“My apologies, m’lady,” he said quietly. “Although you should be the one apologizing. You’ve greatly wounded me, (Y/N).” You tried to break free from his grasp but his arm was firm.

“What are you talking about, weirdo?” Your heart was racing as you waited for his answer.

“I heard that you think I’m vanilla and I’m very offended,” he said. Your stomach dropped and you swore vengeance on every one of those loud mouth nerds in the club.

“Eddie, I was joking,” you tried to laugh and move away, but once again his grip tightened.

“What makes you think I’m not a freak in the sheets, princess?” He asked. Goosebumps covered your skin when you heard the pet name fall from his lips. You were confused about what was happening but you didn’t hate it- in fact you liked the way he was displaying his dominance. His free hand snaked up and grabbed your throat, giving it a light squeeze. “I asked you a question.”

“I-I don’t know. I just know you’re not actually his hard-ass, freaky weirdo like everyone makes you out to be so I figured you’d be a gentleman in bed as well,” you admitted. You figured this was just some joke he was playing on you but you couldn’t stop the effect it was having on you.

“So you’ve thought about me in bed?” He asked, the cockiness evident in his voice.

“No!” He took the hand from your throat and swatted your ass.

“Don’t lie, sweetheart.”

“F-fine, yes,” you said.

“What did you think about?”

“Eddie-” He turned you around finally and and backed you against the wall.

“Tell me no right now and I’ll stop,” he whispered, staring deeply into your eyes. You hesitated and you saw doubt flash across his features. His grip on you loosened and he began to let go but you stopped him.

“I didn’t say no,” you said. He looked at you and said nothing so you repeated yourself. “I didn’t say to stop, Munson. Unless you’re just all talk and no action, proving my theory to be correct.”

Confidence appeared once more in his wolffish grin.

“Oh, baby, you’re gonna wish you never said that,” he chuckled. He hovered inches from your lips and your body yearned for him to kiss you. You heard him grab something metal but you couldn’t be bothered to look. Eddie moved you from the wall and threw you onto his mattress. You looked up at the wild haired man, who you noticed was holding handcuffs.

“Well are you just going to stand there or are you gonna do something?” You asked.

“I’m gonna put that sassy mouth to good use, is what I’m gonna do,” he answered. “Hands out in front of you.”

You gladly threw your hands out, allowing him to cuff you. He placed them above your head and instructed you not to move them. He quickly rid himself of his clothes and climbed over you so his cock was sitting inches from your lips.

“Open, pretty girl.” He tapped the tip against your bottom lip as he said it. You opened only slightly, not enough for him to slide in. He reached down and grabbed your face in his hand. “I’m gonna have to fuck some obedience into you, aren’t I?”

You opened your mouth to answer and he took the opportunity to slide his cock down your throat, earning a gag and wide eyes in response.

“Hmm that’s much better,” he chuckled before he started to fuck your mouth. He went slow at first, taking time the appreciate how your lips felt wrapped around his cock. If you only knew how many nights he had dreamt of this exact scenario.

You looked up at him through hooded eyes, pupils blown with lust as you hallowed out your cheeks. It caused his rhythm to falter and he snapped his hips into you a little too rough, your hands flying down to his waist. He was quick to pull out, a string of saliva still connecting your mouth to him. He pushed your hands back over your head and smiled.

“That’s your only warning, princess. Don’t move them again.” You nodded and opened your mouth again. He slid the entirety of his length down your throat, only stopping when his balls were snug to your chin. You did you best to take him as you knew he was testing you. Your eyes burned with tears threatening to escape as you waited for him to move. “Good girl.”

He pulled out and let you suck in a breath before resuming. You could tell he was getting close so you sucked harder, wanting to taste his release. He was moaning and whispering how well you were doing and you wanted to see him come undone. When he felt your lips tighten he pulled out with a pop. A whine escaped your lips and the cocky motherfucker laughed.

“So greedy,” he mumbled, running a thumb over your swollen lips. He opened your mouth and spit into it, making you even more wet than you ever thought possible. He decided the best way to get your shirt off was to rip it down the middle but you knew better to protest. He slid your shorts off of your body, leaving you in only a bra and panties. “So gorgeous. Do you know how long I’ve thought about this? Of the things I’ve wanted to do to you?”

“Don’t tell me what you want to do, show me,” you said. You brought your hands down without thinking and he grabbed them.

“Bad girl,” he smirked.

“But-”

“No buts, sweetheart, you disobeyed me.” You rolled your eyes at his comment and you saw his gaze darken. He didn’t break eye contact with you while he slid his hand down your body and into your panties. You hissed from the coolness of his rings against your warm skin as he rubbed slow circles on your clit.

“Eddie, you haven’t even kissed me yet,” you whined. He leaned down like he was going to but stopped, ghosting his lips over yours. You desperately wanted him to kiss you while he slid a finger, then two, into you. You tried to close the remaining distance between you but his free hand was quick to push you back down. His hand remained on your throat as a warning.

“Good things happen to good girls, and you’ve been bad. So be a good girl and just focus on my fingers fucking that tight little cunt.” His words sent shockwaves through your body. His fingers did feel amazing stretching you out, pumping into you until his rings teased your clit.

Your climax was already beginning to build and was only spurred on when his thumb rubbed your clit. Your back arched in pleasure but you made sure to keep your hands above your head. Your pussy began to clench his fingers and he knew you were close. Just as you were about to cum, Eddie halted his actions completely.

“What the fu-”

“Only good girls get to cum.” He pulled off your panties completely and groaned at the sight of your dripping pussy. He slowly began to pump his fingers into you again, building up your release once more. “That was for moving your hands when I told you not to.” His pace quickened, his thumb circling your sensitive nerve once more. “Have you been a good girl since?”

“Yes, Eddie! Please!” You begged. You could feel your walls fluttering again, praying he would let you cum this time. You were almost there when-

“Ah, ah, ah. But you tried to kiss me,” he said, pulling his fingers from you.

“Fuck you, Munson,” you cried at the loss of contact.

“Hmm that wasn’t very nice, (Y/N). I think that earned you one more time,” he said with a smirk, bringing his fingers back but not touching you.

“No, please! I’m sorry!” You quickly said. “Please, I’ll be good just fuck me.” He pulled his hand away and bit his lip, drinking in the sight of you almost completely naked in his bed- handcuffed- begging for him to fuck you. He could’ve sworn it was a dream but no dream he had had before was ever as good as this.

“You’re that desperate for my cock, princess? You want me to fill you up?” He asked, lining up with your entrance.

“Fuck, yes, Eddie. I’ve wanted that for so long,” you told him. He pushed just the tip in and paused.

“How long?”

“Fuck, since I met you.” He pushed in a little more, making you moan.

“And do you still think I’m vanilla?”

“Jesus Christ, Eddie. No, you’re not vanilla!” He finally bottomed out inside of you and stilled. He unlocked your handcuffs and as soon as he did your hands were around his neck and he was thrusting into you mercilessly. Your fingers threaded into his hair while he sucked hickies onto your neck.

You felt that familiar feeling building inside of you once again and you worried that Eddie would stop. You tried to compose yourself as best you could; maybe if he didn’t know you were going to cum he wouldn’t stop. But Eddie was smarter than that. He could tell by the way your breathing changed and your cunt tightened that you were close.

“Hold on for me, baby girl. Not yet,” he grunted. You thought his trailer might fall apart at the hinges with how hard he was pounding into you. And you were certain that the entire neighborhood knew what was going on.

Eddie grabbed one leg and hooked it over his arm, putting you at a slightly new angle.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he moaned. “Cum for me, sweetheart. Cum on my cock.” His words sent you over the edge and you felt like your entire body might combust. Waves of pleasure rolled over you and Eddie finally crashed his lips to yours in a heated kiss. You decided then and there you never wanted to stop kissing him.

His hips lost their rhythm as he tried to prolong your orgasm for as long as he could. You had never felt so good in your entire life. When he was satisfied, he pulled out and broke the kiss.

“Open up for me again, pretty girl,” he said, cock pressed to your lips. You eagerly took him in your mouth and sucked him off. He didn’t last much longer, his cum coating your tongue. You swallowed every last drop until he collapsed next to you.

You both laid there staring at the ceiling, nothing but your breathing filling the room. You were debating confessing your feelings for him but you didn’t want to risk the embarrassment if that was nothing more than a one time thing for him. Maybe that’s why he didn’t kiss you until the end, because kissing was too intimate for a fling.

Your inner turmoil must’ve been apparent on your face because when Eddie turned to look at you he could tell something was up.

“You know, people usually look happier after sex,” he chuckled. “Was that okay? Was I too much? I would’ve stopped if I knew-”

“No, it was great! You were great! I was just lost in my thoughts is all,” you said.

“I’m surprised you can form any thoughts after that five star fucking,” he smirked. You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“You’re good, Munson, but not that good.”

“Is that so?” He asked with an exaggerated gasp. He rolled over so that he was half on top of you. “I’ll just have to do better next time.”

“Sooo… there’s gonna be a next time?” You asked nervously. He reached a hand up to caress your face.

“I would really like there to be a next time. And a time after that and a time after that,” he said. You smiled and he kissed you, slow and sweet. “I’ve liked you for a really long time, I just never had the guts to say anything because you’re like way out of my league.”

“You’re such an idiot, Eddie,” you laughed.

“It’s true! When I saw you sitting alone in the cafeteria all those years ago I went up to you with the intention of asking you out, but then you smiled at me and my heart literally stopped and I just chickened out. So I figured having you as my friend was better than nothing but lately it’s gotten so hard to keep my feelings to myself. So when the guys told me what you said I figured it would be a good opportunity to say something but then it just escalated into something so much more amazing and um yeah I really like you.”

“Well for starters we’re gonna need new club members because I’m going to kill all of them for being loud mouthed assholes,” you sighed. “I was actually really disappointed when you never asked me out. I figured you just didn’t like me that way and just saw me as one of your nerdy friends.”

“Dustin and Mike actually mentioned a while ago that you had a crush on me but I never believed them. And you being my nerdy friend is just a bonus. But hopefully now you’ll be my nerdy girlfriend?” He asked, eyes filled with hope.

“I’d love to, Eddie.” He kissed you again and you melted into him. You never thought you’d be with someone so perfect, or perfect for you at least. And as much as you wanted to kill the guys for running their mouths, you also had to thank them for giving you guys the push you both needed.

“So you have a thing for freaks, huh?” He asked with a smirk.

“If that’s as kinky as you can get, I’d hardly call you a freak,” you challenged. He raised his eyebrows at your statement then chuckled darkly.

“Oh baby, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

Practically a Weasley 

Charlie Weasley x Reader

Summary: Newly bestselling childrens book author, (Y/N) (L/N) reconnects with her best friends, Fred and George at a signing. They invite her over for dinner to catch up. Charlie Weasley, also happens to be attending dinner that evening.

Prompt: Please can i request a Charlie Weasley x reader, where she is best friends with and the same age as the twins (they’re all 18 with Charlie being like 23ish) and her and Charlie are secretly dating and then the whole family finds out? Thank you :) - Anon

Word Count: 3.4k 

Warnings: None

A/N: fluffy fluff fluff, oh, and dragons

Part 1.5 … Part 2 … Part 3 … Epilogue 

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She had promised to be their partner in crime, help with their shop as much as she could, but everything changed when (Y/N) found her passion. (Y/N) decided to travel the world to write children stories for young witches and wizards. She had always enjoyed writing and her creativity knew no bounds. Of course she’d want to expand the imagination of children, influence their thinking from a young age. The Tales of Beedle the Bard got ever so boring once you’ve read it so many times.

Fred and George were heartbroken. (Y/N) had been their best friend since the start of their Hogwarts years, the first person to break into their little world. She had been their sole confidant, their wonderful distractor and the girl everyone thought one of them would end up marrying. Not that Fred or George had thought about it before, but both came to the conclusion that it would be far to weird.

She was practically a Weasley.

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“i want to hear you say it” | e.m.

✿ pairing: eddie munson + fem! reader

✿ universe: Stranger Things

✿ word count: 1.5k

✿ summary: eddie hears reader call him a mean name and things get angsty and smutty real quick.

✿ content warnings: unprotected sex, bullying, VERY light degradation kink, breeding kink, mention of drugs

✿ author note: let me know if y’all like this and want more eddie smut! also, requests are open and the link can be found in my bio !! thanks <33

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it was a close call. yesterday, after school, i was sure nobody saw me get in eddie’s van but low and behold, some little freshman with curly hair did and told steve harrington who told robin buckley who told the entire marching band who told jason and his cronies in retaliation from their bullying. it was a disaster. i had my head down and i was unloading things into my bag from my locker. i heard footsteps and suddenly, my locker slammed shut.

“i heard you were hanging out with eddie munson.”

“what? no. of course not. why would you even think that?”

my face was turning red and it boiled as jason said the worst thing he could have possibly said,

“well. here he comes. let’s just ask him?”

i turned around to see him. he looked confused, and slightly annoyed to see jason with me.

“hey, munson. heard you were messing with (y/n) here. is that true?”

he looked at me and saw my eyes pleading for him to lie. this visibly saddened him.

“who? (y/n)? i’ve never even talked to her. is she interested in joining hellfire?”

jason laughed.

“well are you?” he looked at me

in the haze of the decision, i let it slip.

“no. i would never. get away from me, freak.”

i regretted it as soon as it came out of my mouth and i had to run away. eddie’s face was stuck— in a weird mix of anger and hurt. jason was laughing and i just ran. i ran into the bathroom stall and cried. i heard vomiting in the stall next to me and i wiped my eyes and left. i saw a stressed out freshman with ginger hair and wondered if everyone was having just as bad a day as i was.

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the bell rang and i sprinted. i was too late, though— eddie’s van was already speeding down the street.i was sure he was listening to ozzy and i wondered what he looked like at that very moment. i just decided i didn’t care anymore. so i drug my body into my car and drove the familiar, forbidden path to eddie’s trailer. the van was already parked and he was inside when i got there. i knocked on the door and he opened it.

“get away from me, freak.”

he had obviously been crying and it tore my heart apart.

“eddie. please. i didn’t mean it.”

“you said it.”

“eddie just no—“

the door started to shut.

“please let me come in. we need to talk about it.”

“why should i?”

“because i love you.”

“you love me? freak eddie munson? why even would you?”

he retreated into the trailer and i followed him. several things were scattered and broken on the floor and i wondered how badly this must have hurt him. i grabbed his arm and shouted

“please! let me prove it to you!”

he turned around now and something about his disposition had changed. before i knew it, he had me against the wall of his trailer. both of my hands were held above my head with just one of his and his other hand had my jaw forcing me to look at him.

“i want to hear you say it.” he whispered into my ear

“say… what?”

“tell me how much of a freak i am, sweetheart.”

he had his left hand inched up my skirt and he was pulling down my underwear

“y-you’re not.”

with little warning or preparation, he forced two of his fingers inside of me.

“oh, but i am. you know that and you like it, don’t you?”

he started at a ruthless and brutal pace. i began a long, string of moans that would continue until he let up. he kissed me, then. my fears started to dissipate and i knew if i could just give myself to him, he’d know the truth.

“let’s see how loud this freak can make you scream, hmm sweetheart?”

i wasn’t going to last long. his long, thick fingers were covered in rings that were groping my right breast and thrusting in and out of my pussy. his lips were marking little shapes on my neck. the occasional bite of my bottom lip only furthered it. i already felt my first orgasm approaching.

“oh, oh, eddie. i’m-i’m going to—“

“oh sweetheart, you’re going to cum so soon? how pathetic— you can’t even last for me.”

i was cumming within a matter of seconds and he never stopped, if anything he went harder. eventually, he pulled out of me and stuck his fingers in his mouth. he let out a low, groan at the taste.

“mmm. so fucking sweet. go get on my bed, sweetheart.”

he released his grip on my arms that were still above my head and i almost fell over.

“my sweet baby. so fucked out, you can’t even stand up straight. and to think, i haven’t even had my way with you yet.”

he held me and guided me into his bedroom. at this point, it was almost frightening to think about the amount of things i would let him do to me. i felt purely and utterly like i belonged to him. he laid me down on the bed with my face up and back lying on the mattress. he brought my knees up so they were bent and spread them. he situated himself between my thighs and kissed the side of my knees. i felt his kisses trail nearer and nearer to my heat. i began to get goosebumps at the anticipation and he began to gently massage my hips. it was moments like this that reminded me how soft and loving he was. to constrast my thoughts, he jumped straight into sucking my clit. taking breaks only to run his tongue through my folds and gather all the juices. he mumbled against my pussy,

“you’re fucking ecstasy, baby.”

i had my hands in his hair, grinding on his face. he ate me like it was his favorite hobby. the moans started increasing in volume and i could feel his smirk. to add on, he began toying with my clit. once again, i was beginning to collapse.

“that’s it, baby. hawkins high freak can get you like this? what does that make you?”

i was writhing underneath him, about to lose it.

“i asked you a question, sweetheart.”

“yours! it makes me yours!”

i screamed it out, exasperated before cumming on his face. i was panting, hands tangled in his curls and thighs dripping. eddie, on the other hand, came back up to me with the biggest toothiest smile and a glistening chin covered in proof of our exchange. he kissed me and allowed a bit more softness to shine through.

“are you up for one more, sweetie? we can stop if you’re tired.”

“not until you’re 100% satisfied. after all, this was supposed to be me making it up to you.”

and then in an instant, it was gone. his face went hard.

“so take it.”

he pushed inside of me all at once. he was big, in width and length. heat welled up in my eyes and i balled my fists. he, somehow, fucked me harder than he had with his fingers.

“so, so tight.” he would moan

eddie was always a mess when he started fucking me— saying a slew of curses and losing himself in me. as he thrusted, his curls brushed against my face and i leaned up to kiss him. i thought it wouldn’t be possible for me to cum again, but with his body rocking in and out me and his eyes seal shut, i knew i would.

“it’s so hard to last in you, sweetie. you’re so good for me.”

he used his hand to brush the sweat off my forehead and hair out of my face while i was once again, cumming on him.

“eddie. eddie, please cum in me.”

“oh, really, sweetie? want me to cum in you and get you pregnant. then everyone will know why you’ve been getting in my van.”

the thought of this and the sight of my begging sent him over the edge. it took him only three hard and slow thrusts to be cumming himself. he lay on top of me for a moment to collect his breath. he showered my face and the purple marks on my body with kisses before pulling out and crashing next to me on the bed. i lay my head on his chest and felt the warmth of our naked bodies welded together.

“(y/n)… i love you with every fiber of my being and i’d do anything for you. if you dont feel the same way, just tell me. but i want you to know that i will love you forever, and not just til we graduate or until we get ugly and old. it will be always.”

“i’m going to tell everyone, eddie. tell them that i love freak eddie munson with my entire heart and we’re getting married and having babies.”

she knows what nancy listens to.

you and your body need nutrients. please make sure you are eating enough food and drinking enough water and getting enough sleep, you matter so much and i don’t want anything to happen to you