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The Last One

by Jane F. Nyx

Summary: Marauders band AU!!! The band, Lily, Remus, James and Sirius are heading to their the last show of their first ever tour. But could a stupid fight make this their last?

W/C: 1.8K

A/N: Feedbacks and tips will be well recieved :)) Proof read.

Happy reading everyone!!

You would think that one of the biggest bands in the world, which’s currently thriving off of the success of their latest album, would be disappointed that their last ever show ends in just under forty-eight hours.

But they’re not.

“Come on Remus, just get on the damn bus!” Remus yells to Lilly. “It will not make a difference whether we are in Rome at eight pm or nine pm dude.” Lily is fairly calm after what happened last night. She knows she did not do anything wrong, so why bother worrying about it?

Sirius lights up a cigarette while walking up the stairs, almost falling in the process. “Oui, I’m the lead singer. I can do whatever the hell I want, oui oui baguette.” Lily whispers to James in her best French accent. James snorts, making them laugh even harder than they already were. The media likes to think that they are all jealous of Sirius’ looks or partners because that’s the only explanation. But as a matter of fact, they all just liked to mess around with each other.

All in the bus, Sirius blows out some smoke and sits down at the front. He likes to look through the large front window while they drive to their next destination. He has never been to Rome and he is looking forward to it. Sirius closes his eyes and lets the sun fall onto his skin. He thinks back to yesterday. God, the band embarrassed him so much.

It all started last show, in Milan.

Everything was more than fine, or at least that is what they thought.

They were doing the sound check in the second-to-last show of their tour, becoming suddenly famous after someone had filmed them in the streets of London.

It had been a big surprise for all of them, but who cares? They were young and famous, what more do you need?

Turns out that it wasn’t everything.

When the soundcheck was done they headed inside to get ready and then headed out to an interview right before their show.

At the interview, they were a little bit nervous, some clearly more than others. James was a clear example; he couldn’t stop fidgeting with her rings.

The interviewer welcomed them all and said he would start in a few seconds.

The band took one last deep breath when the cameraman started counting, three, two, one…

“Welcome everyone, for today’s show I will be interviewing the gold mine of the rock industry, The Marauders,” the interviewer had started.

“Most of you probably already know them, but I will make a short introduction,” the camera was now pointed at the band, to which the band responded with a small wave.

“On the drums, James, our loved bassist Remus, on the guitar Lily and the best, the most loved and leader of the group, our neighbour from France, Sirius, the singer,” after the ‘warm’ welcome the band had lost their enthusiasm (not including Valerie).

The interview went on, but none of the band members were really included in the questions that were asked. At least Sirius seemed to be enjoying himself.

“And for my last question, Sirius would you consider doing a solo career?” the interviewer asked.

Remus and Lily shared a knowing, but it was only after Sirius’ response that they snapped.

“Yes, I have received a few calls the last month and I and my advisers are working on it,” Sirius finished. He had just dropped that bomb as nothing else mattered more than his fame, how ridiculous could he be? Even after all they had been through with the band.

“Well, I guess that it is our time to say goodbye. Once again, thank you for having me–” the interviewer was cut by Remus.

“Actually, I have a few things I would like to say,” Remus was getting angrier by the time and since he and Sirius were dating he thought they were going to be honest with each other, but instead he chose to keep that hidden and that had been the last drop.

“WE, the band, are a group, GROUP. We have no ‘leader’ or whatever you would like to call it,” he continued and James joined.

“We are doing this together as friends, and no solo career is going to stop us,” James said. “Besides, who would want to hear a singer without its band?” Lily had also joined in.

After their little ‘explosion’, Sirius’ words, the program ended and they were left alone in the room.

With angry faces and even angrier thoughts.

But the show needed to go on. And that’s what they did.

Leaving us to today.

When Remus mentions the interview on the bus, everybody starts fighting. They keep saying that Sirius is betraying everyone and that he is leaving them with nothing. But they agreed to tho this tour right? Sirius keeps thinking.

“Look Sirius, if you want to start your own solo career, fine! But we had a plan! We were going to do this last tour and then take a break for ourselves. After this tour, not now! So, either stop acting like a bitch and get on with it or get the FUCK OUT!” Remus snaps.

Silence falls over the entire bus, you could hear a guitar pick drop.

Sirius could not believe what had happened. He and Remus fighting and the rest of the band just watching them like Remus and him are animals at the zoo. It wouldn’t have been the first time the two had had their discussions, but something like this had never occurred.

James looks five seconds away from asking the bus driver for some popcorn.

Lily has never been silent for this long on the tour bus. Is it all falling apart right in front of her? Their friendship was so strong when the band started to take off seven years ago and now they cannot even finish their tour as friends?

They should be reminiscing stories about their first-ever big gig in the ‘Melkweg’ in the Netherlands and sobbing that it is all going to be over soon.

Not this.

Everyone looks at Sirius with anticipation. “He is not going to quit, right?” Lily thinks. Sirius can’t be that stupid. He is not blonde, blonde would look horrible on him. “Should we stop staring at him?” James whispers in Lily’s ear. “He has probably gotten used to being stared at now,” she whispers back.

Sirius looks around the bus, seems to spot something and walks towards it.

His bag. Remus' eyes widen, “No,” he says under his breath. “Pull over,” Sirius says to the bus driver, whose name, even after months of touring Europe, they still do not know. He pulls over at the side of the highway and Sirius opens the door. “Don’t ever tell me what to do,” he says and walks out.

When they are ten kilometres closer to Rome and away from Milan, Lily is the first to say something: “What the actual fuck dude.” They all knew Sirius had anger issues but not that it was this bad. After Lily broke the silence they all looked at each other with a face of shock and agreement. "So what do we do now?" asked James. This question was followed with even more silence until the bus driver stopped at a gas station and turned back around. And once again everyone looked at each other with a face of shock and agreement.

They were going to get their vocalist, their friend, back!

Before the bus is even out of his eyesight Sirius panics. He is literally on the side of the highway because of this fight. The band has fought before but not like this. Who the fuck is Remus to make him go out of the bus, after everything they had been through together? Does he think he can do this without her? He is Sirius fucking Black, you can’t make a good show without a star. No, he can’t quit now, quit the band before the last show of their tour. He has to finish what he started, with everybody; Lily, James and that sexy fucker, Remus. They are family, and Remus still is the love of his life.

Only if they were nearby. Tu tuuu, he turned around. And there they were. His family.

"Look there he is!" screams Lily. Everyone is immediately on the edge of their seat because no one knows how Sirius will react this time. The bus stops next to Sirius and everyone is greeted with his long middle finger. "C'mon Sirius, we can't just cancel the entire gig because you had a temper tantrum," says James. Sirius keeps walking down the side of her road, still giving her fellow band members the finger. Sirius is not letting them win her over that easily. They will have to work for her. "Sirius, you know you love your fans and singing, you can't just let them and yourself down like this. We know you're mad, but like you used to say, music is what brings us together, right?" Remus’ words seem to hit Sirius as he stops and thinks for a moment. After a while, he gets back on the bus and says: "Let's just get this over with." Sirius says as if he is not excited to be back on the bus. The bus driver starts driving again and everyone is cheering Sirius on for coming back to his senses.

After a very silent ride to Rome, the band finally arrives in the eternal city, all in one piece. "I'd say it was a decently pleasant ride considering no one died along the way." James is always good at lightening the mood, and once again his skill comes in handy, as everyone lets out a little giggle. Unfortunately, James’ attempt to help the situation is in vain, because soon after, the tension rises again as reality hits that this could be their last show, ever.

Now, the band is waiting for their queue to get on stage, what ends up being 5 minutes feels like a lifetime. With a mix of nerves, anger and excitement, the band approaches the stage. Within a second of their grand appearance, the crowd roars and screams. James begins playing that well known beat shortly after, and everyone's worries seem to wash away.

Throughout the songs, everyone seems to forget their fight, and they actually have some fun. And then, the dreaded last song of the show begins. Even though they aren’t sad about all of this ending, this song brings back some old memories. The first hit song they ever wrote. Everyone is brought back to the first show they ever held together. They were so happy their dreams came true, and now, it's ending? They wanted this life so bad, and now they're waiting for this dream to end. Is this really what they all wanted? They come back to reality when everyone starts clapping. Time seems to slow as the audience makes their way to their feet to give their favourite band, who is stopping, a standing ovation. This feeling was always the best, you know the people love you and all your insecurities start to wash away. Although this time, it does not feel like they remember. This time, when they look at each other they are filled with regret and disbelief.

Before they know it the show is over and they are backstage. They are done. The room is filled with silence. Sirius looks at Lily whose eyes are filled with tears. Lily has never seen Remus with such a sad look on his face and James doesn’t know what to do with himself.

They look at each other another time before Sirius says the thing they all hoped someone would say.

“So, seven o’clock in the studio tomorrow?”

Requests: Open

A/N: Thank you sooo much for reading, this meens a lot to me. Again, i would love to receive any feedback you guys have.

If you enjoyed this post pls don’t forget to like and comment <3333

xoxo Jane

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gaianyx · 10 months

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Jane's Masterlist

Fred Weasley:

The Slytherin Party

Shower Thoughts

Marked By You

James Potter:

How I Loved You

The Marauders:

The Last One

Eddie Munson:

Scrabble Night

Want You Bad

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gaianyx · 10 months

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Hii! How do you think Fred would react when he finds out Y/N had left a lipstick stain on his face (she kissed his cheek in the morning) and he had been walking around all day with it without noticing it?

Hope it makes sense, have a lovely day xx

Marked By You

by Jane F. Nyx

A/N: Heyy, thanks for your request!! I loved the idea and did my best to deliver it. I haven't been active those last few months because i was going trough a bad writers block ;-; But now I'm back again with new stories already in the oven ;)

Feedbacks and tips will be wel recieved :)) Proof read.

Pairing: Fred Weasley X Reader

W/C: 1.K

Hope you all enjoy it!!

"Bye, honey," was the last thing that I heard after she kissed me on the cheek and headed to her last lesson of the day.

Her smell... Intoxicating.

I followed her with my eyes until she turned left, out of the Great Hall. Her hair swayed when she walked away. She was stunning. This girl had me on a hook and she definitely knew it.

"You have a little drool over here," George said pointing to the corner of his own mouth, laughing.

"Yeah, yeah," I shoved his shoulder slightly, and George started laughing even harder. "Just saying that this girl has you on the tip of her finger. You, my dearest brother, are in l o v e," he made a heart with his hands. Wanting to drop the subject I tried to stay silent, but still said under my breath "Yeah, maybe I am,".

Me and Y/N had been best friends for a long long time, our parents knowing each other having most to do with it. But our friendship turned out to be much more, I confessed, she confessed and here we were. Almost five months later, now officially together but still keeping it private. And still, none of us had had the guts to say those three magical words, that mean more than what they show.

Maybe soon…

Me and George got up after a little chat with the group, they were laughing a little more than normal giggling like girls, but I guessed it had something to do with George's comment and I let it be.

Heading to our class I had a feeling I was being watched, and while paying more attention I began to hear the whispering. I was almost a hundred procent sure it was because of me.

Not trying to brag, but I was kind of used to it. Before me and Y/N were something I was a girls man, if you know what I mean. After one particular summer and a huge glow-up, they suddenly had eyes for me, and don’t get me wrong but I wasn't going to let that opportunity slip.

Even tho I and Y/N were now official, we were private. Most not knowing we were together, but we never denied it when asked.

This could explain the whispering, but still. Am I so irresistible? Nah, hahaha. I tried to ignore it and continued my journey to Professor McGonagall's class.

But the whispering and stars did not stop even when I entered the classroom, instead, it became clear that it was about me, I just had no clue why. It was only when Professor McGonagall entered the classroom that it stopped. As usual.

She scanned the room, looking for any imperfections or unusualities. Her eyes roomed the class from the very back until they stopped, where I was sitting. She walked to us, me, George and Lee and stopped right in front of our desk, looking directly at me. I am not going to lie, she was a very intimidating person and this time I had no clue as to what I had done wrong. I tried my best to think about what I had done wrong this time, I really did, but still, nothing had crossed my mind.

Then she spoke, “As much as I think that this colour suits you very well Mr Weasley, it is not appropriate to have this marked on your cheek,” she stayed serious, hands crossed behind her back. ‘My cheek?’ I thought, what could possibly be marked on my cheek, “Could you please walk to the toilet and wash your face, after that, you are welcome back in my classroom hopefully without the whispering. You are apparently a popular person Mr Weasley,” she walked back to her place behind her own desk. Eyes following me as I left I did as she told and walked myself to the closest toilet curious as to what she was talking about.

As soon as I walked in I saw it, it was crystal clear, I had been marked by you, your signature lipstick was now the main attraction on my white cheek. I wished I could have framed your kiss, girl, you made me soft and I loved it.

I loved you, shit!

Those three words again, they stayed in my head as I washed my face, as I walked back to class and in class, I was working on automatic, malfunctioning, all because of you.

It was only when the bell rang that I finally awoke from my trance. Transfiguration had been my last period of the day so I headed to our spot, knowing it was also your last period of the day.

Shit! There I was again thinking about the words, the kiss, you… You, you looked stunning, unaware I had already spotted you.

I walked to you and touched your shoulder, a beautiful smile appeared on your face when you realised it was me. God, I was so danm lucky.

Maybe now…

“I love you,” shit, I said it, did you even hear it? Your smile brightened, yep, you definitely heard it. “What took you so long?” and you kissed me, you kissed me at our spot, the place we had finally confessed our feelings, the place I had finally said it, I said I loved you.

This was everything I had wished for, you were everything I had wished for.

Our lips let go of each other, now able to breathe again after this amazing kiss we had shared, our foreheads now touching as we tried to even our breath, “You know? I didn’t hear you say it…” I looked into her eyes through my lashes, she toke some distance and rested her hands on my neck, “Frederick Gideon Weasley, I love you!”.

“Finally!” exclaimed a happy Lee who turned to George that was next to him (not as happy), “George, you owe me ten galleons!”

-“Seriously Fred, why couldn’t you have waited one day?!” George crossed his arms and headed to his dorm as Y/N and I laughed.

Requests: Open

A/N: Thank you very much for reading this post, it means a lot!

If you enjoyed this post pls don’t forget to like and reblog <3333

See you on the next post,

xoxo Jane

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gaianyx · 1 year

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Is this too much to ask?!

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie stranger things

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gaianyx · 1 year

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Shower Thoughts

By Jane F. Nyx

Pairing: Fred Weasley x GnReader

Summary: Fred and the reader share a relaxing shower after an exhausting day

W/C: 460 words

A/N: Proof read. Feedbacks and tips will be wel recieved :))

Happy reading everyone!!

Hot water streamed down my body as I stepped under the showerhead. My hair getting wet and my body relaxing.

Fred followed suit. Two idiots in love, how romantic could that be?

It had become a habit for the both of us.

This small gesture, nothing sexual, just a hot shower shared with your partner.

I was facing the wall when he stepped in, in a way that I couldn't see what his next moves were going to be. Suddenly his cold strong hands wrapped themselves around my waist and a smile automatically appeared on my face. His chin resting on the curve of my neck, it was the small things that counted.

We had had a stressful day, I had worked the whole day having to do a lot of paperwork (what I hated) and Fred didn't even get the chance to have a lunch break. The shop had been full the whole day, none stop.

We both needed this, just a hot shower, together.

I was still standing under the showerhead when he turned around so I was now facing his beautiful brown eyes and those pretty freckles of his. Fred gave me a small peck on the tip of my nose before he said, "You're going to cook if you stay there any longer," he then moved me to the side.

"You are only saying this because you want to stand there yourself," I watched as his ginger hair became a darker brown because of the water, the drops of water tracing his handsome features.

"You are so cute when you get angry," Fred said and I realised I had been staring. I quickly looked somewhere else, but I guess I was too late. We were officially together for almost two years and I still got flustered when he caught me staring.

"Don't," his thumb and index finger guiding my face towards his own "You look so beautiful when you are daydreaming," his hand now resting on my cheek.

I leaned into his soft touch and closed my eyes, enjoying this cute moment "Why so romantic all of the sudden?" I asked.

"What? Do you want me to be mean?" he crossed his arms and pouted his lips, looking like an annoyed toddler in fact, "I can be mean," and laugh scaped.

I was laughing so hard I started to cry, splashing water everywhere, "Am I funny to you missy?" Fred raised his eyebrows with his arms still crossed.

"Very," I said and my laughter started to calm down. He leaned in, his hands on their way to my hips.

Fred's hands had finally found a place to rest when he said "Great!" his voice low getting so close I could feel his breath.

And we kissed.

"That's how I like it!" He then turned the water out and we continued our 'chitchat' somewhere else.

Requests: Open

A/N: Thank you very much for reading this post, it means a lot!

If you enjoyed this post pls don’t forget to like and reblog <3333

See you on the next post,

xoxo Jane

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gaianyx · 1 year

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 500 likes!

#500 likes #tumblr milestone #thank you

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gaianyx · 1 year

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A Harry Potter oneshot is on the making!!!

Probably going to be in the Marauders Era....

Thank you for those who voted.

xoxo Jane

Pls help me out😭

xoxo Jane

#the marauders #harry potter #hp marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #marauders #marauders era #weasley twins

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gaianyx · 1 year

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Scrabble Night

by Jane F. Nyx

Pairing: Eddie Munson x FemReader

Summary: Eddie's grandma (his Nannie) is always trying to find him a girlfriend. So one day Nannie takes Eddie to Scrabble night with her 'girls' so that she and her best friend could get two metal lovers together.

W/C: 3.2k

A/N: Reposting this Oneshot, because I don’t think it received the love it deserved.

Proof read! Feedbacks and tips will be wel recieved :))

Happy reading everyone!!

Eddie loved to visit his grandma Elisabeth.

She was his uncle’s and mom’s mother, which meant that she was Eddie’s Nannie.

He hadn't seen her in a while, but when he did he knew he would come back a few pounds bigger. Nannie was the type of grandma that wouldn't stop asking his grandson if he was hungry, claiming he was too thin.

And today was going to be one of those days, or at least he thought so…

Eddie and his uncle Wayne arrived at her house around 2 p.m.

They could smell the famous homemade cookies from outside the house.

She lived in a small trailer much like theirs, where Wayne and his sister Lucy (Eddie’s mom) had grown up.

Shortly after Wayne had knocked at the door a small woman with thick and curly hair much like Eddie’s appeared at the door, the only difference being that hers were now grey. She was wearing a dress and an apron covered in flour.

She couldn’t stop her excitement when she saw the two “My sweet boys,” she exclaimed, rushing them to get inside.

She first hugged and kissed Wayne on the cheek, saying things like "My handsome boy," and "I missed you so much,".

They had planned their visit for a while, Wayne was always busy with work and Eddie with school and everything that happened in the Upside Down the past year. Only now were they able to visit her, on the summer vacation when Wayne didn't work in the afternoons and Eddie didn't have class.

After Nannie greeted Wayne she stopped right in front of Eddie, looked him up and down and said "Look at you," Nannie had a proud look on her face.

Eddie wasn't wearing the best outfit, but he did try to impress his grandmother. He wore ripped black jeans and a grey Metallica t-shirt.

"You have grown so much, my sweetheart," she said, trying to take in how much her boy had grown in a not-so-long period of time.

*****

Their afternoon together was more than great, they had spent the time eating the delicious cookies Nannie had made, catching up with everything that happened the last year (living behind some parts, we don't want to give Nannie a heart attack), telling stories about Wayne's childhood and how he an Eddie looked alike, asking if Eddie wanted to have his jeans sewed up by her, then asking again (she thought he was ashamed).

And asking about his passions, if he still wanted to be a rockstar like he used to say he would.

"One day I'll be a rockstar like Elvis Nannie," little Eddie would say "You will be even better than him sweety," she would reply.

When the day was almost over Wayne declared they needed to go back, he still had the night shift.

Nannie insisted that Eddie should stay over the weekend, they could do a lot together and it would be nice to have some help. He had just graduated after all.

"Let the boy here," she said while Eddie gave him puppy eyes, he was transported to when he was 9 years old and would beg his uncle to let him stay over the weekend.

Wayne claimed that Eddie didn't have enough clothes to stay over, "I came prepared," Eddie said when he pulled some clothes from the backpack to show his uncle. Wayne gave up again, knowing it wouldn’t help to debate with the two. Wayne then gathered his things and went home.

Shortly after Wayne left, the party began.

"So, finally," Nannie clapped her hands together and was now walking in the direction of the cabinet, she opened it up and got a long tin bottle of liquor, along with two small glasses. "Now that that boring man is gone…" Nannie purred the red liquid into the glasses and handed one to Eddie, who gladly accepted some alcohol.

Nannie told Eddie about this Scrabble Night thing, where she and her 'girls' went every Saturday to drink and play a bit, it would start at 6 p.m and she wanted Eddie to go with her, "Common, don't you want to make your old grandma some company?"

-"Nannie, you don't have to ask, of course I will go," he wanted to spend more time with her and forget about everything from last year "Who else is going to drive you back?" he smiled at her and she grinned in response.

*****

Elizabeth had been planning this encounter since the day she heard that Eddie was going to come over for the weekend, she knew her grandson very well and by that, she also knew his taste. She had made some attempts before to get the metalhead a girlfriend but she didn’t have any luck.

But on one Scrabble Night like many others, Nannie and her best friend were talking about their grandchildren and on that night they found out that the two had a lot in common, both were in a band, wore ripped dark clothes and listened to ‘screaming music’. That was when their plan started, they were getting the two together.

Eddie’s and Nannie’s day was spent mostly chit-chatting about their lives, Eddie helping her in the garden, mowing the lawn, or watering the plants, her insisting on sewing his clothes, again.

“Nannie, it’s a style,” and “No, I am not ashamed to ask you to sew them,” he said.

“Are you sure sweety?” she insisted.

When it was almost time to go Eddie went to take a shower while Elizabeth was getting ready. Shortly after she changed into better-looking clothes the phone rang.

“Hello?” Elizabeth answered the phone

-“Hello hun, it’s Mary!” the voice on the other side of the line responded, Mary was Elizabeth’s best friend from the Scrabble Nights.

“I am just calling to confirm everything,” Mary said “Is he going?”

-“Yes, he is,” she was grinning at the phone “How about y/n? Is she going as well?”

-“Definitely, she is just getting changed and we are on our way,” Mary gave a small laugh “It’s going to be fun hahaha,” the two grandmas, the biggest wingmen to ever exist.

After the call ended they said their goodbyes and were waiting for their grandchildren so they could leave.

“Nannie, I’m ready,” Eddie walked out of the bathroom drying his hair with a towel, he wore the same ripped jeans from when he got there and a white faded Iron Maiden t-shirt. Nannie got the keys from her old pick-up truck and handed them to Eddie “Drive slowly please,”

“Don’t you trust me, Nannie?” Eddie picked up the keys and a smile was spread all over his face “Let’s go,” he said.

*****

After their not-so-long trip they arrived at, what Eddie supposed was a middle school gymnasium. There were a few other cars parked in the parking lot, voices could be heard from inside the place, lots of laughter and that familiar smell of old people. If you know what I mean.

Eddie helped his grandma get inside, “What a gentleman,” his grandma pinched his cheeks. The place was very bright and warm, there were six tables aligned in the center of the area, making a long line, chairs on each side and both ends, and probably more than five sets of Scrabble. The big question now was, “How the fuck are they going to play this?” he thought.

But before his thoughts could be answered Nannie’s eyes had caught someone and she was now waving at the woman entering the room from the door on the other side, Eddie followed her gaze and saw a small old woman with grey hair much like his grandma’s with quite a familiar smile, but she wasn’t alone, a girl followed her, you followed her.

“Is she wearing a Black Sabbath t-shirt or have I just gone blind?” Eddie thought, he was staring at you with an amused but confused look on his face.

The two women were walking their way to them, and as their images were drowned closer he concluded that it definitely was a Black Sabbath t-shirt, the little devils and the purple title spelling ‘Black Sabbath’ made it quite obvious.

The old lady, that Eddie assumed was your grandma, was a little further ahead and greeted Elizabeth with open arms, “Beth, it’s so good to see you,” the small woman said, she was now turning her head towards Eddie, “And you,” she looked him up and down, “You must be Eddie,” she also hugged him.

“Pleasure to meet you, ma'am?!” Eddie didn’t know what to do, so he kind of retributed to the hug.

“Where are my manners,” she took a few steps back “My name is Mary, I’m an old friend of your grandma’s,” she now looked towards the girl standing behind her “And this is my granddaughter y/n,”

Not knowing what to do you send him an awkward laugh and wave at Eddie, which he contributed with a wave and an unspoken ‘Hi’ towards you. You were now scanning him trying to figure out if you would spend your time talking to him or not even bother doing so.

With ripped black jeans, an Iron Maiden shirt and long hair, he was a solid maybe/we can give it a try.

The two grandmas got a quick catch-up, switched knowing glances, and went to find seats, with you both following a little behind.

“So… Black Sabbath, huh?” Eddie tried to break the painful silence. “Does she even like the band or did she get this shirt second-hand?!” he thought.

-“If you are going to ask if I can name three songs the answer is yes, but I’m not giving you that satisfaction,” you respond a little drier than you intended.

-“I wasn’t going to,” he was now a little embarrassed, he messed up, “Was it that obvious?”.

-“If you say so…” you looked at him not believing him. Maybe he was going to ask you but decided not to.

-“I have never seen that shirt before, where did you get it from?” Eddie asked curiously, wanting to change the subject a little and know more about the amazing shirt and the beautiful girl wearing them.

-“It’s from their tour from last year,” you said sounding less annoyed by his questions, thankfully.

-“You are telling me you saw Black Sabbath live?” he was in shock, he was next to someone who breathed the same air as one of his favourite bands of all time. It was Eddie’s dream to see them playing live and knowing someone who actually did made him feel so jealous.

He was one person away from Black Sabbath.

“Yeah, I did, I saved every cent I could get to go and see them,” and you were proud of it, you could see the jealous look on his face, which made you giggle a little. “They were amazing, worth every cent!”

“Yep, I am definitely jealous,” Eddie confessed taking a seat next to his grandma. The two elderly ladies gave each other glances now and then. Again.

Mary quickly took a seat before you did, giving you no chance but to seat next to Eddie, you looked around to make sure, but all the other seats were taken. You looked at your grandma looking for any sort of response to the way she was acting right now, she smiled at you and quickly looked at Mrs. Elizabeth hoping you wouldn’t notice it, but you did.

You quickly put two pieces together, they were trying to get the two of you together.

You sat down next to Eddie and decided to give in, he was trying to start a normal conversation, maybe you should try and do the same thing. “Your shirt is pretty cool too,” you said.

“What this old thing?” he pointed at his shirt, it was in fact pretty old, he was surprised it still would feat him and that he could see the graphic. “It is one of my first ones, but thanks,”

You were about to say something but you were cut off by one of the players saying the game was going to start in 5 minutes. You looked at Eddie and he looked at you, both of you didn’t know how to play.

“Do you know how to play?” you whispered, not wanting to disturb the players.

“I have no fucking clue,” he laughed a little too loud resulting in a few Shh’s towards you two.

Which resulted in more laughter from your side, hands flying to your mouths.

“Want to wait outside until their game is over?” he whispered to you.

“That’s a good idea,” you responded, “Grandma, I’m going to wait outside with Eddie. Have fun” you kissed her on her forehead and got up.

“I am outside Nannie, make some grandmas cry for me,” Eddie also got up.

After the two metalheads left the gymnasium Mary whispered to Elizabeth, “Our plan is starting to work,”.

*****

“You call your grandma Nannie?” you asked him when outside, the night breeze catching your cheeks and turning them slightly pink.

-“What about it?” Eddie looked you in the eyes.

-“Nothing, it’s just that you look all tough and everything but you call your grandma something so sweet like Nannie,” you said in a sarcastic tone.

-“Are you judging me now, Mrs. Know-it-all?” he grinned at your comment, you just met each other and you were already making remarks, he liked it.

-“Just an observation,” you crossed your arms because of the cold and looked him up and down.

You guys walked to his grandma's truck, he lowered the door of the trunk so that he could seat.

When he sat down he pointed at the free space next to him, suggesting for you to take the seat, which you did.

Shortly after you saw he was looking for something in the pockets of his leather jacket, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

He took one out, positioned it between his teeth, lighted it up and took a long drag. He leaned his head back and blew the smoke out of his lungs through his mouth and nose.

You could see a fraction of what you assumed was a tattoo, he looked hot. You thought, staring a little. Maybe too long.

“Take a picture,” yep, he definitely saw you staring “It lasts longer you know,” he looked you in the eyes and brought the hand holding de cigarette closer to you. He gestured to the cig laying between his ringed fingers with his chin.

“I don’t smoke, thanks,” you simply reply, pushing his hands lightly.

“Sure,” Eddie took another drag of his cigarette, shorter this time.

“And what does the pretty girl like to do around here?” he didn’t know what to ask or how he could compliment her in a way.

“Well, the petty girl just graduated, so she doesn’t have much to do apart from work, study and play a bit of music,” you liked the compliment, he was very good looking too. So… Maybe this could get somewhere.

“Ooh, really?” he kind of guessed you would say something like that, but he didn’t want to get his hopes up “And what do you play?”.

“I play the drums in this ‘band’ me and my friends formed, but they don’t have much time now for practice,” he looked interested so you continued “So now I just play along with some music, my parents are not the biggest fans of it,” you laughed at the last part.

“How about you?” you tried to match his energy “What does the pretty boy like to do around here?”

“Here not much, I am from Hawkins, I’m just visiting my grandma,” Eddie was happy to know you guys had a few more things in common, maybe even more than he thought.

“I’m also in a band, I play the guitar and I sing. We used to play at this old bar in town, sometimes we had public, a few drunks and my uncle when he didn't have to work. But now our drummer went to college. Maybe you could come over someday and we could jam a bit if you really are that good…” he was a bit hopeful, but he wouldn’t let that show.

“The best in town!” you said proudly “Your dreams might come true Mr, I’m going to spend two weeks with my younger cousin who happens to live in Hawkins as well,” a small smile appeared on your face.

Eddie thought you looked so pretty, the moonlight reflecting on you, the breeze making your hair dance a little, that amazing shirt you were wearing, you played an instrument and matched his energy, he must be dreaming.

“I guess it’s my lucky day,” he said, more to himself than to you.

Time passed and you found out you had A LOT in common, more than you guys had imagined. You had started a little game of this or that to know more about each other.

“Okay, now the important one: Dio or Ozzy?” Eddie asked, he himself didn’t know what his answer would be, but he was curious how you would react.

“I think—” you started to answer, but to his disappointment your grandmas showed up. You were saved by the bell…

“Hallo sweeties! Did you guys have fun?” Mary asked, curious about the outcome of her and Elizabeth's plan.

“Yes, Eddie made a good company,” you said eyeing him, he made a dramatic offended face and turned to talk to his own grandma.

“Granny,” you said in almost a whisper so that only she could hear it “ Do you have pen and paper so I can give Eddie my number?” you had never seen your grandma be so quick in her entire life, in a millisecond the woman had a pen and a post it on her hand. You laughed, but quickly wrote down your phone number, the address you were staying in Hawkins and your cousin's phone number.

You and your grandma said your goodbyes, you made sure to greet Eddie last. You extend your hand for him to shake, the post-it folded and on your extended hand, he shook your hand and smiled when he felt the post-it. “It was nice to meet you,” he said “It was to meet you too,” you said. You turned around and left, hoping he might call you.

As soon as Eddie got to his grandma’s house he opened the small piece of paper, you had clearly written from who the two numbers were and left below you signed “-The best drummer in town.”.

And on that same night, he called you!!

*****

Hawkins, two weeks after.

You and Eddie had planned a ‘date’, he would pick you up from your cousin’s house, you guys would go to the music store, buy some tees, patches maybe some vinyls. He was excited to see you again, he made sure to look decent. He had woken up early to wash his hair, he even used some good products for his wild hair. You guys had been talking a lot since that Scrabble Night, late-night telephones had become a routine these past two weeks

But as soon as he set foot out of the car he felt nothing but nervous. He walked to the door, triple-checked if it was the right house, this house seemed so familiar, but why?

Eddie decided to knock anyways, footsteps were heard and a muffled “Just a minute,” Eddie straightened himself and that’s when the door sprung open “Hi—” he was in shock.

“Eddie, what are you doing here?” Dustin asked after answering the door.

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Want You Bad

By Jane F. Nyx

Pairing: Eddie Munson x GnReader

Summary: It's the reader's first official show. And they want to dedicate their song to their boyfriend, Eddie Munson.

W/C: 699 words

A/N: I was listening to this song the other day and couldn't stop thinking about how Eddie fits perfectly into the lyrics. No use of (y/n). Proof read.

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I had been preparing myself for this day.

Today, for the first time I was going to sing my own song.

Based on the one person that always believed in me.

But didn’t seem to believe in himself.

We were inseparable, he helped me at my worst, so I wanted to return the favour.

Or at least thank him, acknowledge him, make him feel as special as he made me feel.

He needed to know how I felt, that's why I wrote that song.

I walked on stage, and when I say that there was a crowd, there was a crowd. More than I was used to in the hideout.

I felt nervous, but I was doing what I loved.

For who I loved.

The band was and so was I.

I scanned the crowd until I saw him, he was looking as handsome as always.

He gave me a smile of approval, always the one to cheer me up.

God, I wanted him so bad.

I approached the microphone and spoke, “Thank you everyone for being here!”, I checked one last time on the band behind me, returning to my position when they gave me a thumbs up.

“This song is dedicated to my biggest supporter, fan, best friend and boyfriend.

This one is for you, Eddie!” a smile appeared on his face and soon enough on mine.

If you could only read my mind

You would know that things between us

Ain't right

I know your arms are open wide

But you're a little on the straight side

I can't lie

My hands were shaking a little, but I couldn't care less.

My mind became blank, the words started to spill out of my mouth.

And suddenly memories from the time we had together were the only thing playing in my head.

Your one vice

Is you're too nice

Come around now, can't you see?

When we met, he looked so tough. But turned out to be so nice and understanding.

He was gentle and a prick at times.

I want you

All tattooed

I want you bad

The day I went with him to get his first of many tattoos.

He was a little nervous and wanted me to stay with him. So that is what I did.

The same day I realised I wanted him, much more than friends should.

Complete me

Mistreat me

Want you to be bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

The day we had our first kiss. After that stupid fight.

If you could only read my mind

You would know that I've been waiting

So long

For someone almost just like you

But with attitude, I'm waiting, so come on

The day we made it official, after being scared of how things would turn out.

Both not wanting to take the first step.

The day Eddie had put the pants on and gathered some courage to ask me to be his.

Get out of clothes time

Grow out those highlights

Come around now, can't you see?

Our first night together.

I want you

In a vinyl suit

I want you bad

Prom, when he refused to wear a tuxedo and wore a ‘vinyl suit’ instead. His leather jacket.

Which made him look more handsome.

If that was even possible.

Complicated

X-rated

I want you bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

His changing moods and way of talking that always made me laugh.

Don't get me wrong

I know you're only being good

But that's what's wrong

I guess I just misunderstood

Till the day those three words finally slipped out of my mouth in the cosiness of his room.

With Eddie laying on my chest, his arms hugging my body and my hands caressing his hair.

I want you

All tattooed

I want you bad

My mind got back to reality, people were cheering on the song as it was getting to an end. But I could only focus on him.

Standing right there, smiling like a little kid.

Complicated

X- rated

I want you bad

The lyrics of the song slipping through my lips, directed to Eddie.

There was no questioning anymore after this magical moment between us two.

I mean it

I need it

I want you bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

Really, really bad

I was deeply in love with him, and he was deeply in love with me.

And that day had made it clear.

Let's just say that after the show, we had a really long day…

And that Eddie never questioned if he was good enough for me anymore.

To more love songs, to more kisses, to more him, to more us.

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The Girl’s Got Rhythm | Eddie Munson

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Warnings: just a bit of cursing?

Words: 2,701

A/N: This is just something random I came up with while scrolling through tiktok past those female drummer accounts. Shout out to them, honestly. I tried to avoid using (Y/N) this time, I hope I did a good job? Enjoy!

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!

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The Slytherin Party

By Jane F. Nyx

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Summary: At the monthly Slytherin Party there is only one rule. No Gryffindors aloud, except for a pair of twins. What happens when one of those twins happens to be your good friend and latest 'one-night stand'?

W/C: 1.1k

A/N: Based on the 'Hogwarts Party' tiktoks. Feedbacks and tips will be well received :)) Proof read. No use of (y/n).

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The first thing to be heard was the sound of a muffled song blasting through speakers when I got closer to the 'door', the girl's unused bathroom.

Two Slytherin boys were watching the door, so I walked up to them, my trusty bag with all the goodies inside kept closer to me.

"I brought the puff Blaize ordered," I said, showing the boys my bag.

They opened the door for me to enter.

The loud sound of music becomes much clearer. People dancing, drinking and singing around. Almost every student from every house was there. The monthly Slytherin Party became a tradition.

No Gryffindors aloud. Hufflepuffs, the bakers and herbologists. The Ravenclaws, the potions and spells makers, were always welcome. And of course, no Slytherin could go through a party without their emotional support Hufflepuff buddy next to them.

I walked through the cloud of people trying to find the right ones. That's when I saw them, standing next to what looked like a potion Fontaine.

Blaize Zabini, who had Luna Lovegood leaning on his shoulder. And Mattheo Riddle, with Dove Jackson, aka my best friend, by his side.

I quickened my pace to talk to them.

-"Hey, love! How is it going?" Dove asked when I approached her group.

-"I'm doing good," I responded, "Brought the stuff, made this morning," I showed them all the bag and gave a smaller one that was inside to Zabini who gladly accepted it.

-"Did I ever tell you you're the best?" Zabini asked, passing the bag to Luna to give it to her fellow potion makers.

-"No need to, I already knew that," I laughed at the last part. Dove and Luna then took both of my arms for us to leave the boys and do some business.

We were dressed for the night, Dove wearing a dark green tight dress to match her house. Luna a white cocktail dress with glitter that fit her style perfectly. And me, my favourite, blood red dress.

We had just started to hand out the potions when they walked in...

The Weasley twins.

I quickly turned to Luna and Dove, grabbing them by their arms.

"You told me he wasn't invited," my voice sounded much more like a grunt, after the new discovery.

-"Well, we didn't invite them," Luna said with her calm tone, "Maybe Mattheo did. He was talking to Blaize the other day about some candy he had ordered for the party,".

Of course they did.

There was only one exception to the 'No Gryffindors Rule'. And that exception happened to be George and Fred Weasley.

And Fred Weasley happened to be my one party date/flow/thing/I don't know what happened that night.

Since then things became weird between us. I was drunk that night, he was drunk that night and we both had smoked a bit. So I don't know how much of it was real.

Yes, there was tension before that. But nothing more than Fred being a flirt. He was just a flirtatious person.

We were both dealers so it was made to happen that we would meet at any party soon. But I didn't know it would take only a week time.

"Looking good, sweetheart!" was the first thing I heard leaving that pretty mouth of his.

I felt two gentle ticks on my shoulder, so I turned around.

The one only Fred Weasley.

He was a little taller than me so I needed to look a bit up to see his face.

And God, did he look good tonight.

Black button-up shirt and dark blue jeans, the first two buttons of his shirt open leaving room for imagination.

Luna and Dove had disappeared, leaving me and Fred alone...

-"Hello, Weasley!" I gathered the courage to talk. "What are you doing here?" I already knew the answer, but everything was better than silence. Even tho we were at a party full of people.

-"Same as you," he said "Just business," Fred pointed at George who had handed a little bag to Mattheo and Blaize.

-"I see..." I didn't know what to say, did he even remember everything that happened last party?

-"I was actually hoping you would be here tonight," he said taking one step closer. I could smell the familiar scent of cinnamon and wood.

The same smell that felt so intoxicating the last time. The same smell that made me wanting for more and wished the night didn't end the way it did.

Both of us were just too scared, scared to take the next step and admit that what we had wasn't only rivalry between dealers, that it wasn't only the friendship we had built, that it wasn't only the flirting and shared glancings.

That it wasn't only me and him, but maybe a us.

He took another step closer, he was looking down into my eyes and I was looking into his.

-"You also look good tonight," a small laugh escaped Fred's lips and a smile appeared in mine.

A slower song started to play. It might have been destiny, but in any way, it happened.

-"Would you like to dance?" Fred asked, "Promise I won't run away this time," he smiled at the last part remembering the chaotic night you guys had had.

-"Yes," and there I was. Once again at the arms of Fred Weasley swaying to a slow song, my hands on his shoulder and his hands on my waist.

-"You know," Fred was talking in a much lower tone now, almost a whisper, "I don't regret the last party, nor do I regret kissing you, the only thing I regret was leaving you afterwards,".

-"Freddie..." I felt my cheeks heating up, "We were drunk," there I was once again blaming everything on the alcohol and the weed. Completely ignoring my feelings and second-guessing the whole thing.

-"I only drank that much to take the courage and finally hit up on you and admit that what I feel for you is much more than friends should feel for each other," his eyes seemed to spark, and I couldn't stop looking at them.

We were in a trance, completely forgetting the world around us.

"And I hope, that you feel the same about this redhead right here," there was hope in his eyes, but there was also fear.

-"What I feel for you is much more than friends should feel," I said, my heart racing, "And I don't regret anything. Not at all, the only thing I regret is that it ended,".

And he kissed me.

But not for the last time.

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