🐸Hello there eda simps🐸 👁👄👁 acedently had too repost all of it These are random little stories of eda x reader fem/male so I hope yall enjoy may contain swears and maybe fights and other things like my bad spelling any who enjoy 😌 *mini stories here and theee and maybe a story idk im not smart* Any ways mostly about you and eda bieng child hood friends you, lily and eda how is always been until......

So i noticed that there is almost none eda x reader/oc stories and since i ship my oc with eda pretty hard i decided to try and write my own.

Contributing to the fandom because there's a serious lack of Eda x Reader going on

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Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

A series of one shots about how Sirius attempts to show his feelings for Remus. HR: #1 in Wolfstar - 7/8/19

Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfiction reading list. A beautiful tale of pranks, turkey heists, Christmas truths, failed attempts at romance, laughter, death, and very deep love during the Marauders' seventh year at Hogwarts. SB/RL JP/LE Wolfstar.

"Who are you texting, Mr. Black?" / Remus and Sirius are both teachers, who happen to hate each other. It doesn't help that their students ship them.

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.