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Hi! This is my first piece of literature about you, Finn Wolfhard and autumn 💗🍂

imagines on the actors and characters from stranger things.

After Melody finds out she's pregnant, finn must decide what to do without going back to his old ways. Will he keep to his promise or fail. Sequel to death in derry. The book contains foul language, drugs, alcohol and references to sexual activity ( no smutt but references will be brought up)

heyyy! i have so many storylines for finn books but i never end up finishing so here's a one shot book! requests-open smuts-read first chapter theme-purple/pink

title. I take requests but generally just for headcanons. text me if you have an idea.

Who would've thought your first encounter with Finn Wolfhard would end up like this?

Finn Wolfhard x Reader. I won't make this dirty because that is creepy, even though I am their age. This is my first piece and I hope you enjoy

Finn and yourself met recently in Downtown Vancouver. Things started going uphill after asking for a picture and autograph, what will happen next?

Hey doods. I'm bored TAKING REQUESTS Instagram- blessed.wolfhard

This is a fanfiction about Finn Wolfhard! Hope you enjoy!

sophie and aurora (rory) have been best friends since the first grade, when they entered middle school sophie met finn. everything was great, until they started high school. sophie started doing drugs and drinking, finn didn't like it but went with it. she became abusive and when finn went to rory's that night after having enough of it, it changed everything. lowercase intended pls don't ghost read <3

Book 2 of broken "Please, Richie wake up."

"you know all of this means NOTHING, right?"

Oh Welp, the title says it inspired by: @FinnPWolfhard

the cliché online love story with a small twist * 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛ • 。* 。° 。* 。 • ˚

coffee shops in LA are always great. the smell of the warm coffee beans fill the air as a worker wearing quite the cheap outfit walks in with a bag full of them. you get your coffee and head for the small circle table in the corner of the shop, next to a small window, giving out the perfect amount of light. you close your eyes and relax. not until you hear a scrape of a chair sliding against the floor, right in front of you. you open your eyes, in fragile anger. it's Finn Wolfhard.

We had always just been friends with a love for Elvis Presley and deep conversations, and we were always known as the dynamic duo around town. But suddenly he started to feel different, and I felt different as well. Yet neither of us made a move. And then everything changed in 1964. DISCONTINUED