In which Adira Harrington, younger sister of Steve Harrington and the Queen of Hawkins High falls unexpectedly in love with Eddie Munson, the last person she would have expected. #1 in eddiemunson #1 in mikewheeler #22 in younglove #1 in steveharrington #13 in strangerthings #1 in robinbuckley #1 in Netflix #1 in dustinhenderson #1 in joekeery #1 in eleven

✓ completed! 17/6/2024 in which the older henderson child cannot cope without the drugs the town freak provides her. - st season 4 - eddie muson x fem!oc - cover by me #1 in strangerthings 15/4/24 #1 in eddiemunson 25/7/24 winner of aesflms 2024 fanfic awards "best eddie fic"

Eddie Munson one shots and imagines ⚠️contains some smut⚠️ Open for requests! Cover made by @vintageflow

eddie munson x fem reader ! i dont own any of these characters ! sorry for my terrible grammar and spelling.

y/n is one of two older sisters in the wheeler house, a run in with a basketball player leaves her confiding in someone she least expected...Eddie the freak munson...suddenly she's feeling butterflies she's never felt before, maybe Eddie isn't a freak like everyone says.

You were a normal hunter going to complete a salt and burn. In and out, right? Wrong, you met two handsome brothers and get mixed up with them. What's gonna happen. I'm sorry that the description sucks, not the greatest with these things. I don't own supernatural or their character, but this is my story and my idea DON'T STEAL IT

"Willow Price." Caleb introduced me. My hair was parted in two tight french braids that held the hair away from my face. I was wearing cargo pants and a military green tank top, showing my muscular arms riddled with tattoos. I didn't move a muscle in my face when the man's dark eyes met mine. "Willow, this is John Winchester." "That's just a young girl Caleb," John told him disappointedly. Caleb shook his head. "John, I'm telling you. Willow is the best there is." "She done any tours?" He asked, noting my militarylike appearance. I bared my teeth, annoyed to be spoken over and not addressed directly. Caleb shot me a look as if knowing what went through my head. "No, but she might as well have. She has the training, the skill. She grew up in the life. Smart as the devil and tougher than nails." John Winchester stood up, showing his full size. He towered over me, and I bet that he was strong as ten men, but you know what they say; the bigger they are, the harder they fall. "You ever hunted a demon before?" He asked me, walking closer. I looked up at him, noting how he smelled like gunpowder and whiskey. He was definitely a seasoned hunter. "I'll do you one better," I smirked at his unwavering gaze. "I've killed one." [Contains mature themes and violence] ****DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural; this is a fanfic.**** [Dean Winchester x OC] [Supernatural] [Season 1-...]

show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy. [dean winchester x emery wilson] [supernatural; season one-three] [completed] [cover by veingeances] [highest rating; #23 in fanfiction. #1 in supernatural.] [voted best oc and best pairing spn awards 2016] [voted best dean winchester fic tv and movie awards 2017] [voted best oc and best dean winchester fic supernatural community awards 2018]

What would I have been if I was normal? Well, for starters, I would be an awful lot more boring. I wouldn't be a hunter, and I most certainly wouldn't have met the people that I now called family. I would be a sad little girl with no purpose, no destiny, no desires. We were born in chaos, and we were made to destroy. Sam and I were alike in these ways. We were a storm, ready to rip through entire states and tear them apart--building by building, inch by inch. We didn't want to be this way. We didn't want to be the ones who were designed to create pain and chaos and hardship. We wanted to fix all of that in the world. We just wanted to stop the pain.