#not a single left of feelings behind his eyes but he isn't stoping from looking at the mug

[succulent-mud]

Imagine bringing a cup of coffee to Reaperneki but the mug is that kind of mugs with a little animal in the bottom.

Yes, the chicken is special there.

[drunksugarskull]

The Chain (Part l)

Pairings: Steve Harrington x reader (friends to enemies?), Steve Harrington x Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers x reader (platonic)

Warning: mentions of injuries, curse words, sarcasm

Tag: @manuosorioh

A/N: this chapter isn't really the longest, but i want to write more chapters that are shorter rather than writing like 3 that will be as long as half of the bible. the next chapters will be a little longer. oh, and this chapter is in like the last episode of the first season. i guess that there will be new pairings soon... ALSO LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED IN THE NEXT PART

Prologue > Part l > Part ll

"Seems like this year will be really interesting"

This sentence was stuck in your head as you were setting up traps and lights in Byers' house. Not a single thing about it was normal. You were about to fight some kind of a weird monster from a different dimension along with Jonathan and Nancy. They started hanging out after the parking lot thing. You weren't really happy about it at first but Nancy turned out to be much nicer than you expected.

You felt some kind of peace with them around. But it wasn't enough to keep you calm. Thoughts in your mind were racing and you felt sick in your stomach. So much happened in such a short time. Jonathan had to take care of Will's funeral. You have just been crying with him over his brother's dead body but now you found out that he is alive, just in another dimension. Oh, yeah and you found out from a girl with superpowers. Totally normal. On top of that your dad and Joyce went to save Will and you had no idea if you will see him again.

"Everything's okay?" Nancy asked worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine... just thinking I guess. It's been crazy lately" Nancy just nodded. She understood that you were as scared as her. Suddenly you heard someone knocking on the door, making your heads turn that way.

"Jonathan? Are you there man? It's... It's Steve"

He didn't even need to finish the sentence because you already recognised his voice. Nice. That's exactly the last person that will help you all in this moment.

Nancy tried to tell him to go back home but he refused to listen. He saw that her hand was bleeding and stormed into the house. Steve didn't expect you to be there. You could see it on his face.

"Ok... What the HELL IS GOING ON? What are you all doing here? Why is she here?" Steve asked looking at you but there was no answer. They started shouting at Steve to leave. Everything was happening too fast. Suddenly you saw Nancy pointing a gun at Steve.

"Whoa, Nancy, I know that he's an idiot but that's a little brutal even for him" you said scared and went back to arguing with everyone. Steve was offended by that but you couldn't care less.

"Shut up! The lights!" Jonathan interrupted.

Seconds later a horrible creature covered in something like slime entered the house through the roof. Will's friends called it Demogorgon. Nancy, Jonathan and you started to run but Steve stood there looking at the monster. You took his hand and dragged him into the corridor. You ran into the room and Jonathan shut the door behind you. While waiting for something to happen, you realised that your hand was still holding Steve's. That was a weird but also a nice feeling. The boy looked into to your eyes then you took away your hand rather quickly.

"What the hell was that?" he shouted repeatedly, fear in his voice was clearly heard.

"SHUT UP" all of you said at once. After the noises stoped, you slowly left the room.

"This is crazy. This is CRAZY" Steve said.

Nancy told him that the Demogorgon will be back and with that, Steve ran to his car. You didn't hear the car start but you had better things to do right now than thinking about his stupid car. As Nancy said, the Demogorgon appeared again. It attacked Jonathan. You and Nancy shoot it a few times but the monster looked like it didn't hurt at all. The creature cought Nancy and threw her to the other side of the room and turned to you. Its horrible face was centimeters away from yours and you couldn't do anything. The Demogorgon was holding you so tight that you couldn't move. Suddenly, there was a loud noise and the monster turned around dropping you to the floor. Steve stood there with a baseball bat covered with nails. He started swinging the bat and hitting the beast. Soon it got stuck in the trap and you could stick to the plan and burn it. The flame was huge but it was also comforting because you knew that meant that the Demogorgon was dead.

"Thanks, Steve... for coming back" you thanked as he just nodded. To be honest you weren't expecting anything more than that from him.

Jonathan put the fire out and you could finally have some rest. Happily, no one was injured. At least not badly. You helped Jonathan with his wounds and vice versa while Steve and Nancy were taking care of each other. Jonathan's eyes lit with some kind of anger when he looked at them. At first you didn't know why, but then you realised it was jealousy. You felt it many times when looking at them but not now.

"NO, no, don't tell me that you have a crush on her" you whispered to him. Jonathan blushed and shushed you.

"You better shut up. As if your situation with HIM was any better..." he joked.

"Oh, boy, you are so wrong... He changed, it's not like that... not anymore"

[cao-tick]

At the height of a dirt pile, Wilbur precariously watches a nearby dirt tower disappear into the clouds. Tommy is in front of him, on a pile of dirt itself, behind the third and much taller tower.

Wilbur looks Tommy in the eye with a shaky smile as he speaks.

"So what is this about?"

Tommy's eyes gaze unblinkingly at his soul, opaque from the light he remembers, and he answers in a vague, weary tone of voice despite being so young."The tower,"–wil's eyes go to the third tower for a second –"You don't really want to know about the tower". There is no inflection in the dry tone.

"Well- I do-" Wilbur hurries on his words "I mean you said it hurt you-he HURT you with it. What did he...? Did he like watch you?"

His voices overlap on the last question, Tommy looks away as he continues speaking. "E'vryday, Dream will come while I was on my hole- MY EXILE!" His vacant gaze turns wild as he meets Wilbur's eyes again. "Every single day Dream while come here and he would erase my progress. He would erase quite frankly every WILL TO LIVE, that I used to have and everyday I think"

Tommy's voice trembles with a sour smile and the raw gaze pierces through Wilbur's soul.

"Maybe I will get better- MAYBE there be hope that people will show at the party...

Maybe Ghostbur would- would start seeing me again "The initial shock and confusion gives way to a jumble of panic and nerves in Wilbur's stomach. He thinks he might throw up and doesn't know when he stopped breathing.

"And everyday a little bit of that hope left,

and left,

and left.

Until I broke."

Wilbur's eyes hold the tears that will never fall from Tommy's, too tired, too empty to cry anymore.

"This tower

Tommy and Wilbur lock eyes. Panic prevents him from speaking as Tommy looks at him resignedly, praying it isn't true. Praying that it's just a dream, a lie and his Tommy isn't-!

... is where I went to kill myself."

Everything spins and Wil's legs feel weak. His eyes hurt but he doesn't feel the tears and a beeping sound rings in his ears. He gasps for air, for the revelation, for his Tommy, his (sweet and loud Tommy, proud and kind Tommy and young, young, terribly young–) Tommy that tried to kill himself and the beeping increases. He thinks he's dying with his chest on fire. It burns, it aches looking down and wondering if this is what he saw Tommy in the tower disappearing into the clouds. The beeping continues as his thoughts spin. Did he see freedom in this? Did Tommy see resignation or despair by-?

"...because of Dream"

Tommy's voice cuts off with the train.

A huge horn bangs on Wilbur's eardrums and all the sound is being drowned out by the train wheels hitting the tracks. Wil gasps, eyes wide with terror, bolting upright on the bench. He breathes heavily as he looks around frantically.

The station, he's at the train station. The train is speeding past him with no obvious end and he wonders when he fell asleep. He runs a hand through his brown hair and takes a deep breath trying to calm his pounding.

It was a dream...

Wilbur was still in the limbo. He didn't revive him, there was no burger truck, no fight with Quackity, no Las Nevadas, no death of Ranboo, and most importantly-!

There was no tower

Dry, humorless laughter, Wil leans back on the bench staring up at the ceiling to the sound of the train flooding the station. He allows himself to calm down, relaxes his body into the weathered wood, and sighs. He closes his eyes.

Feels like decades since he heard the train pass in his limbo and the infinite sound seems to think the same without stopping. Not that Wilbur expected any to stop at his station.

Which is just what happens, with a metallic screech Wilbur hears the train stoping and sees the doors pulling up right in front of him. His heartbeat quickens, is Dream here to take him back? Is his dream of him coming true?

The worn gates slowly open in this place of Satan.

Willbur holds his breath.

A silhouette takes shape and color behind the open doors.

Willbur thinks he could scream, break down sobbing, and never get back together all over again.

There, in front of him, is Tommy.

His proud and passionate Tommy ,

bleeding out.

Dead.

Tommy, his Tommy, but older, more tired; duller scraped against rocks to create rough, jagged edges, old wounds and new wounds. Bruises, marks and bleeding cuts. On her virgin skin and under her worn-out clothes. Until it doesn't look like clothes and it's just dirty cloth protecting a fragile body.

That Tommy, step one foot off the train; and then the other, echoing in the silence. Will looks blankly at Tommy and he looks back at him. Dull, hollow blue reflecting Will's shocked and desperate expression in his iris, patterned.

"Hello Wilbur"

The doors slam shut behind Tommy.

"Tommy?...Wha-what are you doing here? You..." Wilbur lets out a rough laugh. "You're not supposed to be here."

Metal screeches, the train moves on the tracks but Tommy doesn't react and Wilbur can't help but watch the blood run down his face.

He starts at his forehead, falling in red drops from her lashes with every blink and picks up speed in the curve of his cheek; only to fall from the edge of his chin to the ground.

Tommy's dripping blood is driving him crazy and only one question to ask.

The shaky smile that Will had been holding falls. "What happened?" The question is whispered into the silence, in a soft voice that sounds too much like the Wilbur Tommy used to know and adore.

That Tommy, who would follow Wil to the end, would have a lump in his throat.This Tommy not.

It's not a demand, it doesn't sound like one, but they both know they can't let it drop.

The question goes over all the station.

"I..."

Wilbur expected the obvious, Tommy was dead. His Tommy was...

He expected an "I died" or "They killed me", anything but...!

"....kill myself"

This.

He didn't have to ask why.

"...because of Dream."

[jinxthequeergirl]

The New Hero on The Block ( pt. 3/?)

Peter Parker x reader ( Mentor! strange x student! reader)

Summary: you take matters into your own hands after the fire and set out to save a the city to the best of your abilitys catching the eye of a few people.

Warning: cursing

Sorry this took so long guys I haven't been feeling my Hashtag Best but im trying to get back into a writing grove so enjoy!

Also I hate writing action because it always turns out so much worse than what I imagined in my head but! I gave it a shot and this is a superhero story so.

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The convenent store wasn't to much help in your quest for finding a disguise.

There where quite a few avengers masks,spiderman masks and only a few left over from halloween. You sighed not liking anything you saw until your eyes landed on some goggles haphazardly placed on the bottom of the shelf. And an idea spring to your head.

"Sure this is it?"

You nodded at the cashier who eyes you supisously. "It-it really isn't what you think by the way." she raised an eyebrow as she scared the items. A pair of goggles, a bandanna, rope, a new back pack and a few other tools and items that with a single glance looked like the start to an awful crime. "Whatever you say." you smiled nervously and handed her the money.

Since the fire every night seemed colder. Which sounded like some weird movie line in your head but it was true maybe because just the thought of having your dad alive and knowing he was out there some where working made you feel comfortable and safe.

Now he was gone so it was a constant fear,glancing over the shoulder and now...

"Hey!" the gang of people you dropped down besides looked up at you. "What do you want!?"

"What I want isn't important...Now What I need is!" you pulled the baseball bat from your back pack and made your way to them.

"And imma need you guys to stop trying to Rob this place."

"What are you gonna do stop us?"

"If you won't yourself" one of them stood up and pointed a gun at you but you quickly swatted it from his hand with the bat and drove the handle of it into the other man's chest as he made his way behind you.

He stumbled doubling over but grabbed the bat and yanked it from you.

"What are you gonna do now?"

"Do you think i was stupid enough to bring one weapon!?"

The man frowned at you as you pulled your make shift grappaling hook from your belt. "Please that won't do sqwat." they circled around ready to attack. "That's what you think." you spun it in a loop in front of you quickly enough to set of the sling ring you attached to it.

"What the hell-" you spun around staging the newly open portal and catching all three men inside before yanking it shut. "Cool!" You smiled at yourself proudly.

You went on like that for a few months you handled little stuff you figured wouldn't hurt you enough so peter would start to notice when you got back. Besides the city already had a thousand other hero's defending it they just needed someone to look out for people like you.

Of course that was your initial plan.

Parker:

Are you going to be home tonight?

Parker:

C'mon (y/n) I'm worried about you!

Parker:

Please don't be of some where getting into trouble

Parker:

Come home tonight ok? Take a rest from doing whatever your doing please...

Parker:

Don't get hurt ok?

Your thumbs danced above the key bored once again. But instead shut your phone off completely and shoved it in your backpack. A troop of police cars raced down the street below you.

You followed them with your eyes noting the smoke coming from that place. "What the hell?.." you swung from the roof of the building you stood on and swung across to the next swinging along side a car and firmly planting your feet of the roof of the car. You pulled your baindana up over your noise and planted your goggles over your eyes. You rode the car until you got to your street corner swinging your grappling to the top of the building and swinging off the car and hoisting yourself to the top of the building.

Once you where firmly on the ledge you looked down at the remains of you home across from you frowning. Scowling actually. You wanted to find the men that man inside your apartment that night worked for. You wanted answers. But didn't have any solid things to work off. No evidence no witnesses. Nothing it was either nonexsistant or burnt to ash.

You watched now as men worked outside your building. Men who probably shouldn't have been. You opened a sling ring letting you step onto the building across the street next to the burned building.

"The distraction fire set!?"

"See the cops drive by!?" you looked up looking across the millions of roofs to see the smoke you spotted before with a light orange glow eminating from it.

"HEY!" you jumped thinking the voice called you out.

"Enough bikering get to work you know what I want now do it!"

The two men started climbing into the rubble as you attempted to look at the man who yelled at them.

He was hidden well in the shadow of the truck. You leaped through another sling ring portal landing on the other building.

The two men started sifting through the rubble looking for something. "Anything?"

One man shook his head in response. The man from the truck growled. And stepped out of it. "Move aside."

You gasped seeing one of your close friends father step out wearing a green suit with large metal wings attached. "Mr.Allen?..." his wings expanded and lifted him off the ground.

You groaned realising who he wlreally was.

"Fuck...ok..ok...HEY!"

You stood tall at the edge of the building gaining there attention trying to mask your voice.you where good friends with Liz and certain he would reconize you of you didn't "What do you think your doing!?"

"I could ask you the same thing kid."

"I asked you first?..." he looked down at his men and nodded to the truck. The both hurried to it and he flew over to you.

"Listen kid I've got a job to do I don't need you getting in the way so-"

You backed up off the edge on to the flat of the roof and heard something eletric charge up from below.

"We can do this the hard way or you can scram."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Yea well...i don't see my self scaming MAN." you fell through a portal you conjured at your feet and pulled your baseball bat from your bag poping up behind him and slamming it into the side of his knees.

He hissed in pain and spun around smacking you with his wing. "Hard way it is!" He flew up above you and grabbed you with his talons attached to his shoes.

"Light her up boys!" your eyes widened in fear as the two men held up large not normal guns. You sneered and used all your strength to swing your legs above you to kick him but failed to reach.

His tailons dug into your arms restraining you from moving any more than you where. The fun lit up more as they aimed it at you. But just before they could pull the trigger someone kicked it from there hands. "You know you really shouldn't be playing with guns!" spiderman took out the two men and looked up at you.

You heard falcon growl as his talons realeased you. You fell into The rubble of the building below and falcon dove for spiderman. You sat up grabbing the sling ring and making a portal under spiderman sending him landing behind you. Flacon crashed into the truck.

"Wha! That's so cool how did you-" you looked at him confused and helped him up to his feet as falcon freed himself from the truck. "Magic! LIsten man you have to get us outta here!" falcon growled from behind you using his free leg to kick the truck from his other.

Spiderman nodded grabbing your hand and swinging the both of you away from him.

The both of you didn't make it very far when falcon got himself free he made a B line straight for you. "Hey can you go any faster!?"

He looked down at you surprised. "No! Can't you distract him!? What about another portal thingy!?"

You huffed. "Fine imma try something alright!?" spiderman turned the corner quickly throwing voulter off for a second. You pulled yourself up onto his back. "Hey! Hey! carful!" you pulling yourself up made it harder for him to swing slowing him down allowing vulter to catch up and grab the hood of your coat yanking you off him. "No!"

Spiderman stoped on a near by building. "You aren't getting away that easily!"

You smirked in zipping your coat. "I beg to differ!" you held your hands up letting yourself slip through your coat you bag came crashing after you.You pulled a big bomb from your pocket and tossed it up at him. You grabbed the strap of your bag just in time for spiderman to catch you.

"I have an idea! Get me to the top of the building!"

He quickly got the both of you to a building out of sight. "Here!" you tossed him a big bomb.

"Seriously!?"

"Hey I don't have superpowers like you! This is as good as it gets so-" you slid the sling ring on your fingers and tossed your bag over your shoulder.

"Follow my lead and we'll bag this sucker got it!?"

"Wow your pretty good at this stuff what your name?"

"Tell me yours first bug boy! Go all you have to do is anger him and lead him over to me!" you smiled from under your bandana and he nodded running over to the edge of the building.

Yelling at vulter. You had your grapling hook stretched across the two buildings and waited pastently for spiderman and vulter to round the corner.

"READY!?'

You nodded and opened up a portal in front of the two. Spiderman jumped of your rope and joined you on the building vulter flew into the rope and it sent him flying into the portal with that you shut it. "It worked!" you high fived him excitedly. "That was increadible!"

"I know!"

"Your increadible!"

"I kn-"

Before you could finish your scentence you fell through the roof and landed on an unfamiliar floor. "(y/n) (l/n)! We need to talk!"

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