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I'm very new to writing on tumblr, so please spare me my soul💔

I write for these fandoms;

stranger things

harry potter

marauders

ginny & georgia

percy jackson

the office

friends

b99

and more!

I'll definitely update the list more + add which characters I write for!!

I prefer writing fem!reader since I can relate to it the most, and I'd feel a bit uncomfy writing for male x male/male reader x fem

I prefer writing fluffy fics, but smut is allowed! just don't expect the best

I do take my time. I have a very busy social life, including my autism, but I'll try my best!

please let me know in your request if you want it to be smutty, fluffy, angst, etc!

i have some drafts that need to be worked on, so i’ll let you guys decide

FLICKERING LIGHTS

BYLER FIC,

warnings; smut, bj (will receiving), mostly comedy, short fic,

INFO BEFORE READING:

i wrote this before s5 vol 2 came out, so pretty much everyone assumed Will had powers, so I came up with this!!

lemme do some byler to feed you guys

"what did you write?"

"nothing!"

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RICHIE TOZIER x FEM!READER

The Notebook

warnings: kissing?? , use of y/n , very old and cringy story from 2021 😔

I watched as the rain droplets met the window, I was inside, sitting at one of the library tables. the table was square shaped and there were two couches facing eachother by the table.

I sat next to bill, infront of me was richie who was sitting next to stan. I grab my cherry red colored notebook, opening it and grabbing my pencil. "the bitch from english gave me extra homework." richie dropped the information as entrance, making an end to the comfortable silence.

"why this time?" bill said along with a chuckle. I don't pay attention, knowing the story since we share our english class. Not really caring, my hands start doodling on one of the last pages of my notebook.

I doodle allot, it's mostly what I do to get out this world. I doodle whatever comes to mind. I doodled an airplane, a tiny house, hearts, stars, heart shaped glasses, a radio and a giant heart saying richie + (y/n).

wait.

why did I draw that? thats- weird. before I can grab my eraser, bill starts chuckling, looking at the page. I give him a glare, a pleading yet angry glare. he shrugs in response, a way of saying 'calm down, I won't tell.'

richie tries to steal the notebook, wanting to see what's on it. my eyes widen quickly and I slam the notebook away from his hands aggressively.

I close the notebook and put it back in my backpack. "what did you write?" he asks, raising his eyebrow suspiciously. before I could answer, bill starts laughing hysterically and I nudge him.

"nothing important." I shrug, acting like bill wasn't dying of laughter next to me. "oh don't worry, I'll know." richie says with a smirk.

he wasn't wrong, every time richie didn't know something, he would know at some point. it never happened to me but stan swears richie has the right instinct or has his ways to know what you're hiding.

I just smile confidently at him, faking the confidence because I know he will find out, and I don't know what will happen.

well obviously I know that drama will happen, but still.

bill manages to stop laughing, whispering some jokes or teasing that makes me blush of embarrassment, I slap his cheek playfully in response and try to hide my red face in my hoodie.

ben, eddie and mike waltz over to our table, mike almost tripping that makes me giggle a little while eddie asks mike if hes okay. "okay, ignore that..." Mike mumbles, ben slapping his hand over his mouth before talking.

"can all losers come to my place today? the library is too loud to focus, I already asked bev and she'll be later since she has a 'talk' in english." ben explains.

our heads all turn to richie, richie smirking. "my joke about our english teacher was funny to her, what can I say?"

"she has to stay back just because she laughed?" bill asked, rolling his eyes. "sorry you can't see your girlfriend for fifteen minutes, so hard for you." I huffed sarcastically and earning a chuckle from stan.

"let's go, guys!" mike said, impatiently waiting. we all followed and ben took the lead to go to his house. once we arrived we went to his room, ben sat on his desk and was doing his math homework, mike was next to him, standing up and helping him do it.

richie was on the bed, laying down and doing his english homework that he got extra. eddie was also on the bed but taking a fair distance from richie. I sat on the floor, my back leaning on the bed richie and eddie were on, I was reading since I did most my homework.

both stan and bill were on the floor aswell, on the other side of the bed doing their geography together since they share the class.

"when can I see that notebook of yours?" richie asked while smirking. I look up and he was looking down at me. I blush slightly at the mention of the book.

I mean that was natural instinct, I didn't mean to write that. was it because I felt that way? was I telling myself I liked him by writing it? do I like richie? shit I do.

I hide my slight blush and shake my head no. "don't count on it." I mumble, looking back at my book. "fiiineee..." He groans, rolling on his back and sighing loudly.

I hold back a smile and grab the notebook, turning it on the first blank page I find. the doodle page from the library was all the way in the back, I didn't need to worry about that. I decide on drawing the tree that I see by the window, it had a bird on one of the stems that was pretty.

"anyone want something to drink or eat?" ben asks, everyone except me decide on going to the kitchen to eat something. I refuse so that I could have a chance on ripping the doodle page and throwing it outside or something.

everyone got up to leave, I was smiling, happy to tear out the embarrasing page, well that was until richie changes his plans.

"ehh I'll finish my english first, I'll be like five minutes later." he smiles, the other boys nod, closing the door and leaving to go to the kitchen.

before I could even sigh or groan by richies choice, he grabs the notebook and looks at the drawing I made. "nice bird." he comments, I nod in response, knowing what he's gonna do.

I climb on the bed and he rolls back on his back, putting the book in his other hand that was the other side of where I was. "richie stop!" I groan. I put my knee the other side of richie and sit down on him, not realizing what I was exactly doing.

I grab the notebook just before he could find the page. I sigh in relief, clutching onto the book for dear life. I change my glance from my book to richie who looks absolutely speechless and baffled.

just as i was gonna ask what's wrong, I realize the position we were in. my hand slaps on my mouth, dropping the book onto the bed.

"rich- I didn't mean to-" the door from the bedroom opened again, revealing everyone and also beverly who was now free from her lecture in english. "Holy shit!" bill squeels.

"on my bed...." ben trails off and looks disgusted, going away from the door way. "yeah, I think I want more cookies..." stan mutters and walks away to the kitchen.

"disgusting." eddie said bluntly, also walking away and then everyone left to the kitchen.

I groan and then I see richie, looking at the doodle page. he was muttering what he saw.

"airplane, star, moon, house, radio, heart, heart, richie + y/n..." his eyes widened and a blush forms on his cheeks.

"woah." he smiled. "damn you're into me!" he exclaims and I roll my eyes. "I didn't even know why I wrote it- I was just writing and doodling whatever came into my mind." I explained.

"so you think about us as a couple?" he asks with a smirk, my face turns red. "well-i mean i kinda like you but I just found out because of that- and I didn't want you to know because there would be a drama and you wouldn't like me back an-" My rambling got cut off by richie sitting up, pecking my lips.

"who said I wouldn't like you back?" he grins, my eyes widen and I grin too. I kiss him again, but more passionate. sparks fly into my body and my hands move on autopilot as they delve into his hair, tugging and scrunching his curls.

LMFAOO I LOVE THIS IDEA !!! ill deffo keep it in mind

Also, my phone broke... equals ill have to stop posting until my new one comes in since i barely have access to a computer let alone the fact i share it with my own mom 😭

In a few days, ill deffo have my new phone and ill be posting immediately because i feel so bad

wait im lowkey into it....

Look-out team

BI!WILL X FEM!READER

warnings: smut , oral f!receiving, bi!will au

being a lookout was boring, to say the least. well... after confessing feelings to your crush, that's less boring.

Hopper just flipped to the upside down. "He's flipped." I murmured into the walkie-talkie before turning the microphone button off. Hearing cheers from the other side, I sighed in relief that they didn't suspect anything.

If you didn't realize, Will was in between my legs, underwear aside. He sucked onto my clit, his tongue flicking over it as I tried to stay quiet. If we got caught... well.. we'd be dead. Literally. Soldiers were everywhere.

But to be honest? That made everything hotter.

His hands gripped my thighs open like a starving man ready for a buffet. He sucked and licked around my clit before pumping two fingers in and out of me, curling them. I let out whimpers and whines against my hand.

My hips bucked extremely against his movements. Right when he curled them against that soft, sensitive spot, my vision cleared into white abyss. My arousal spilled over his hand, arm, and the concrete floor of the lookout tower.

He had a surprised grin on his face, kissing my clit one more time before pulling away. He stared at me in awe. Mouth covered in clear arousel, his hair ruffled from me tugging at it, and the biggest grin on his face.

"You're an idiot." I grumbled as he laughed.

screamed in excitement when i saw this BUCKLE UP

Powers

WILL BYERS X FEM!READER

BI!WILL AU

suggestive/smutty content ahead!

warning: smut , oral (m receiving) , blowjob , s5 spoilers , will is bi in this au don't come for me ,

pls no kids 😞

Will fell to the floor, knees first. His hands trembled, closing and opening with each second that passed. Joyce was on the floor, still in shock. Yet.. also in pain since she was thrown in the air. Mike was dazed, grinning as he realized his plan worked.

I was running immediately. Nothing could stop me. I immediately stood by his side. Arms around him, hands against his cheeks, making sure this was real. He was real.

His newfound powers were an awakening. Once Vecna took another break for some reason, everyone helped patch up the Wheeler house.

Will and I settled for the bathroom, redoing tiles. We carefully broke the current, bloody tiles. One by one. It sucked.

"So... how did your training go?" I asked, trying to start a conversation. Will didn't reply at first. It was all new. He started training with Eleven and Hopper to get him to use and control his new powers.

"Fine. Nothing special." He sighed out. He silently doubted every good thing about his powers.

I used the back of a hammer to break another tile on the wall. "It's cool, though. Right?" I asked again.

"I mean, sure.. but it's not that cool. I have the powers of a monster." He grumbled in frustration, using his powers to levitate a broken tile into the bag of trash. He focused harshly for a single piece of tile.

"You're not Vecna, Will." I reminded, stopping my tile breaking to look at him. "You're way better. You're nicer, better... infinitely better." I reassured, a hand going on his shoulder. His black shirt was full with tile dust on his shoulder now... who cares?

He looked at me through his slightly wavy bowl cut, which had grown out a bit. "Thanks." He whispered.

"Yeah. Sure." I cleared my throat, feeling the tension rise above us. It's not the weird tension. The loving, romantic tension. It was like a movie... except the reality crashed like a tidal wave. It was so awkwardly silent. I wished background music existed in real life.

"Yeah, uhm... do you -" He started, then paused, putting his hammer down. "Do you mind if I just..." He stumbled over his words, grabbing his hands and pretending like one hand kissed the other. He was still the old, shy, curious, Will.

"I don't mind." I whispered almost immediately. He moved a bit closer, pushing the clear emergency goggles from his head while I realized I had to do the same. Emergency goggles out of the way, his breath hitched when our lips hovered over each other.

It was a silent kiss, not much noise. But inside? It was loud.

Feelings pouring out, emotion, and love.

So much love.

his hand went onto my cheek, not pushing, but nudging me a bit closer. My hand went into his hair, tugging him closer. His powers shut the door just in case. I pulled away with a grin.

"So... where did that come from, Byers?" I asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. His eyes widened, looking around. Suspiciously, the lights flickered on and off. A power surge due to stress.

"Oh.. uh.. just.. we almost died. I just wanted you to know... that I kinda like you." He stuttered out like someone with a high-rate anxiety disorder.

I snickered under my breath, kissing him again, just a peck. "Well... I kinda like you too, byers." I murmured against his lips.

He smiled, pulling me closer and dragging me into the Wheeler's old master bedroom, which was still kind of in shambles... but the bed remained intact. "Really? Mike's parents's bed?" I scoffed as he rolled his eyes.

He plopped down onto the sturdy bed. It smells like beer, wine, and childhood trauma.

I went in to straddle him, not quite moving, but kissing his neck to rile him up. His hips bucked into mine, making me grin proudly. While we made out, he shut and locked the door with his powers, hand raised to use his powers, before then dropping his hand to my hip, moving them over his.

"We shouldn't be doing this." I whispered against his lips. "So?" He asked with a sheepish grin. I rolled my eyes in response, kissing him while moving my hips again.

I felt something growing underneath me... and no.. it wasn't anxiety.

I grinned again, starting to unzip his jeans. "You're sure you wanna do this?" I asked, already stopping in case he said no.

"Maybe not all the way?" He proposed, shrugging as he pulled at my shoulders to continue. Eh. Sounds good to me.

I nodded, pulling his jeans down just enough to reveal his crotch, which was covered by his boxers. I slowly pulled the fabric down. For a shy, goofy, nerd.. he was big. Really big.

His head tipped back as the cold air hissed against the sensitive skin. His Adam's apple bounced as he swallowed his fear away before looking back at me.

I took one deep breath, wrapping my hand around the length and moving it into slow strokes. He immediately tensed, a slight whimper falling out of his mouth before clamping his hand over his mouth.

"There's no way I made that noise." He whispered out, making me laugh into my arm. "It's fine!" I reassured, continuing my actions.

I squeezed a little, continuing my movements a bit quicker than before, making him buck his hips up with a deep sigh.

I moved my head forward, licking over the swollen, flushed tip of his cock. I left little swirls to rile him up.

spoiler alert: it worked.

He groaned under his breath, fighting the urge to just grab my head and deep throat me.

I finally took whatever I could into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down over his shaft. Sure, a few gags there, but all good.

My hand focused on his balls, fondling through them. He was a mess. Hands pulling at my hair, cheeks flushed like a tomato, and his breathing coming in short pants.

He loved every second.

Once my movements sped up, that's when he lost control. "Shit - Don't fucking stop." He groaned out in a whine, tugging at my hair. He wasn't forcing me to take him deeper. He simply needed something to ground himself on.

I wasn't planning on stopping either way.

I took my head off of his length, taking a few deep breaths before going back again, making him whine into his other hand. "Shit, shit, I'm cumming!" He yelped out, grabbing onto the bed sheets before I felt the white, salty, and warm liquid enter my throat.

I swallowed it proudly, licking off whatever spilled out before pulling his underwear over his cock.

He had a dazed look on his face, staring at the ceiling, completely boneless.

Snowball

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"i love you, Buckley."

"i love you more, Wheeler."

MIKE WHEELER X FEM! READER

- use of y/n, robin can drive, y/n is robins younger sister, pretty old fic 💔

SET IN SEASON 2, SNOWBALL

robin, y/n's elder sister, was making a messy but cute bun in y/n's hair. a faint smile on her lips as she watched her sister get ready. "You look pretty." Robin mumbled, proud of her sister. "Thanks." y/n mumbled along with a smile.

"

So why don't I drop you off?" Robin asks while y/n giggles. "Yeah, sure." the younger sister shrugs. "Alright, I'll do my own hair and -" "Don't worry, Rob, Tammy Thompson isn't volunteering to help." Y/n teases while Robin rolls her eyes.

"I should've never mentioned liking her." Robin mumbles, Y/n still laughing. "Okay, so, you like?" Robin asks.

(AT THE TOP YOU CAN FIND WHAT I BASED THE IMAGINE OUTFIT ON! YOU CAN ALWAYS CHANGE ANYTHING TO UR LIKING!)

"I like." Y/n smiles. "Maybe you can finally talk out your fight with Chad." Robin suggests. "Mike." Y/n corrected her sister. "I know, I'm just messing with you." Robin mumbles with a chuckle.

"He seems really sad and mad. I went all ballistic over him! I couldn't stop talking, and you know the feeling where your mouth keeps speaking, but your mind stops, and you can't control it because it keeps going and going, and I'm doing it right now?"

"It's in the family." Robin shrugs. "I said everything at once, and I'm more mad at myself than I am at Mike right now." Y/n mumbles with a gloomy face. "Don't worry, Y/n/n. You're gonna be fine, trust me." Robin reassures.

"And maybe you don't have to talk it out, but you can kiss it out?" Robin teases, and Y/n gasps. "Oh no, you did not!" Y/n shrieks.

"Oh, but I did."

☆

Y/n walked with her white tiny heels in front of the door where the Snow Ball would be held. She turned around, seeing Robin holding out two thumbs and mouthing the words 'Go, Go!'. Y/n nods a little and walks in. The gym was decorated in white and blue.

Nancy and Jonathan were recognized immediately. Jonathan was making photos while Nancy handed out punch. Y/n swallowed the lump of stress that formed in her throat. Her heels moved forward to Lucas, whom she had spotted along with Dustin among the crowd.

She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for what chaos would be caused. She walked forward with a forced smile, Lucas and Dustin already greeting her.

Max also arrived, hugging y/n. "Woah, y/n/n! You look fire!" She exclaimed while y/n thanked her and told her she looked amazing too. Dustin went on to ask Stacy, someone y/n had in english, to dance. Stacy was kind of a bitch so it was no suprise she rejected Dustin.

Y/n was sort of ignoring Mike, knowing all they would do was fight if they tried talking to each other. Lucas and Max went on to dance, making y/n smile since she shipped them allot.

Mike and Y/n were left stranded when Will also got asked to dance. An uncomfortable silence formed among the two while Mike sat on a chair tapping his feet.

Y/n wanted an excuse to go somewhere else, anywhere, just not with the boy she screamed her heart out to. "I'm gonna grab some pu-"

"Y/n." Mike said, his voice groggy from not talking. Y/n hummed, turning back around. Mike looked breathless. A dress shirt with a tie, layered with one of his usual sweaters and a vest that was probably his dad's.

"Why did you say that?" Mike asked. His eyes looked swollen from crying, and his whole face had a gloomy tone. "Mike, I didn't mean to." Y/n whispered. Her voice was soft, a wave of sadness mixed with regret already waving over her.

"You did mean the words." Mike mumbled, finally making eye contact. The way the boy looked into y/n's eyes was too sad for her to take. The wave of even more sadness waved over her again, tears pooling in her eyes.

"I was, I was jealous." Y/n stuttered. Her voice was high-pitched and cracking by the sadness that pooled into her. "How?" Mike asked. His voice got angry by frustration, and the need to know why she said that.

"Mike, not here. I don't wanna cause a scene." Y/n stated, a tear already washing over her cheek along with some makeup that mixed in the tear.

The pair both headed outside, right outside the building. "How?" Mike repeated, his frustration was growing into his voice.

"You were so close to El. And we had that before, and I just.." Y/n stopped herself from talking while tears fled down her cheeks. Her voice cracked at every word, the high-pitchness worse.

"I just felt replaced." Y/n finally admitted. Wiping her eyes and not even caring about the amount of eyeshadow and mascara she had wiped on her cheeks.

Mike's gaze softened, knowing where she was coming from. The way all of the things he did with Eleven was mostly the same that he used to do with Y/n.

"I didn't mean to replace you. Or make you feel that way." Mike's voice was quiet, barely enough for y/n to hear.

"I just tried to.. get my mind off of you." He admitted aswell. Y/n's gaze turned into anger. "You wanted to stop thinking about me? What the fuck?!" Y/n was clueless. Why would he want to forget about her?

"Because I like you!" Mike yelled loudly, growing frustration back into him. "No - No - I love you! And you don't so, i wanted to get my mind off of you and if that meant be with El all the time, I'd do it! Because you're fucking ruining me." Mike yelled again.

"Mike -" "No! Don't fucking bullshit me! I know you don't like me back, and I'm fine with that! I just have to stop thinking about you or I'll fucking die!" Mike screeched.

"Mike, let me talk!" Y/n yelled back. Mike realized all he did was yell at the girl he loved, so his mouth zipped close, and he nodded slowly.

"The words I said to you yesterday were barely true. I was mad, and when I get mad or sad or whatever I get, I just rant and rant and rant! Apparently, it's in my family, however -" Y/n paused.

"I like you so fucking much, Wheeler. And it pained me to see you with El all the time, and the way you always laughed with her just made me lose it. I didn't mean those things because I was ranting, like I mentioned before! And I just can't stop loving you and your stupid smile whenever you get a question right or your stupid focus face where you poke your tongue out your mouth! I fucking love you and I'm just mad at myself for loving you and I can't stop loving you too! And -" Y/n ranted out before getting cut off by a peck on her lips by Mike.

Only a peck made her lose it. "You were ranting." Mike teased. Ladies and gentlemen, Y/n has officially lost her breaking point.

The girl just stood there clueless, staring at Mike with her eyebrows furrowed. Speechless, for once. The only response she thought of giving was a kiss back. And so she did. The moment felt so special, ethereal, to her. The way she eagerly slapped her lips back on Mike's, and the way Mike kissed back without hesitation.

The pair had stopped, and both rested their foreheads against each other. Their heavy breaths are being replaced by a big grin. "Inside?" Mike asked, y/n nodding.

☆

The pair made their way onto the dance floor. The song 'Every Breath You Take' by Police started playing, and y/n saw the same people dancing.

Max and Lucas.

Will and Jennifer.

Nancy and Dustin.

How the hell did that happen?

Nonetheless, now Mike and Y/n were about to dance. Mike's arms went around y/n's waist while y/n's hands went around his neck. Y/n couldn't stop smiling while they both danced around.

"I'm sorry." Y/n blurted out.

P.S. It really was in the family.

"Hm?" Mike hummed, raising an eyebrow. "For saying that last night." Y/n mumbled, still regretting and feeling guilty. "It's okay, you have a good reason to be mad." Mike reassured.

A still gloomy faced y/n smiled a little. The pair both stared at each other for a while. Mike's eyes went to y/n's glossed lips, then followed back to her eyes. Y/n knew what the boy in front of her was up to and nodded.

Both of the dancing pair leaned in and reconnected their lips. Sparks flied around y/n's body, and butterflies flew in her stomach.

"I love you, Buckley."

"I love you more, Wheeler."

☆

Y/n went into the car, closing the door harshly, and sat on the seat. A big sigh escaped her lips, and she smiled deeply. "And?" Robin asked, eager to know what happened.

"We made up the fight." Y/n smiled. robin already knowing this would happen, she grinned. "Knew it." Robin squeeled. "And?" Robin asked.

"We danced." Y/n smiled even deeper, Robin giggling. "And we kissed." Robin gasped at this. "Really?!" She shrieked. "Twice."

Requests

hi! I'm gonna speedrun my requests later, so feel free to add some requests you'd want me to do! Make sure they're from Stranger things and read the guidelines on my pinned post!

Don't be scared to request!

xoxooxoo enna

NO LITERALLY SAME???? im gonna do the prompt i put in my poll!

Flickering Lights

sure, will having powers was crazy, but now that he can control them? That's new.

A few months after the entire fight, Vecna backed down for a while again. During that, everyone patched up the Wheeler's house and decided to live there. Per usual, Will and I slept in the same bed for comfort.

Jonathan and Nancy were cooking dinner, and Mike and Lucas were at the hospital to visit Max. Steve and Robin were at the Squawk... That's pretty much to say. Everyone was busy.

Will and I were kissing, not like usual. I straddled his hips, leaving slow kisses on his cheeks as he grinned. He was still really nervous and needed a bit of a push getting out of his comfort zone, which was fine. I wouldn't force him out of it.

He was zapping through the radio channels with his mind, turning the volume a bit louder before switching the light off.

When I accidentally rolled my hips over his, though? The lights flickered on and off as his eyes went wide. "Shit, sorry." I murmured.

"No, no, it's fine." He whispered nervously, the lights continuing to flicker on and off. A lamp suddenly started levitating, making me grin out of amusement. "You sure?" I asked again, making him shake his head, his head falling onto my shoulder with a groan.

Smutty Saturday!

for the next few hours, I'm accepting smutty stranger things requests, making a lot in the next few hours for everyone! I hope to respond and make every request sent!

characters:

- Mike Wheeler

- Will Byers

- Steve Harrington

- Robin Buckley

- Jonathan Byers