#will byers x non-binary!reader

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COSMIC - S2:E7; Chapter Seven, The Lost Sister - [Pt. 2]

A Will Byers x Gender Neutral!Reader Series

In their search for answers, psychic visions draw Eleven and Y/n to a band of violent outcasts and an angry girl with a shadowy past.

⚠️ WARNINGS: canon use of a derogatory term referring to someone who lives with psychosis spectrum syndrome, or schizophrenia (used exactly twice, back to back)

📝A.N: I thank you endlessly for your patience, my dears. There's been and will be more rewriting (not storywise, really, just some polishing) for the lost sister chapters. Also, while I'm here, stranger danger is real, kids. Practice safety everywhere you can. Please be safe 🙏

||𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕||

Hugging my jacket tighter around my chest does little to stop the chattering in my teeth thanks to the cold that has already sunk into my bones. Despite all that has happened, I count ourselves lucky the seats El and I picked ended up near the bus's heater. Though at least the lingering chill from outside is keeping me awake and alert.

Trying again to rub the very last of sleep from my eyes, I try even harder to make sense of the sudden change in my surroundings.

I remember drifting off on the futon at Becky's, the next thing I know El is shaking me awake and pulling me down the stairs. All I had time to grab was my jacket, counting myself very lucky I managed to slip on my shoes before we were out the door.

Another shiver hits me like a brick when a bit of cold sneaks down the neck of my jacket. I inwardly groan. I didn't even get to change out of my pajamas.

I tried asking El what was going on and where the hell we were going─not to mention so late at night─but nothing came of it. It was difficult not to ask again, but the look I caught in her eye as we fled the front porch silenced me, if only momentarily. I tried again, when we were halfway down the road.

That time she spoke. And with a breathless voice, a vice-like grip on my hand, and furiously banishing a single tear she thought I hadn't seen. "It's not safe."

So here we find ourselves... Squished into two little purple patterned seats on the first bus we could find. I'm just happy it's not another truck.

I feel a pair of eyes on me and I look cautiously to my side, already knowing what to expect. Several other passengers watch us discreetly─some not so much. A young couple across the isle and two rows back are whispering as they eye us, either heavily concerned or far too judgemental. I'm tired and can't bring myself to care enough to figure it out.

Sadly, however, my self anxieties are still in tact under these stares. I tug my jacket tighter around my torso, my arms staying folded across my stomach. I turn to look at El and I can make out her disheartened reflection watching droplets of rain trickle down the fogged window. I rest my head tiredly on the back of my seat and attempt to break the silence.

"El?" My voice comes out as strangled, but I don't know why.

Her head rolls across the seat to face me and I'm reminded she's just as upset about this sudden uprooting as I am. Likely, of course, even more so. Her brown eyes, normally sparkling, are dulled and sad. Her eyelids sag a little, but she's fighting it well. More than anything, I sense a great deal of it is emotional exhaustion.

A million questions run through my head but I only find myself asking one. "Are you okay?"

She sniffles but gives me no immediate answer. That's when I finally note the small trace of a copper red smear, barely visible at the base of her nose that she had otherwise hastily wiped clean. Blood.

One more look in her eyes and I know; El is debating on whether or not she should lie. Finally, she speaks, and somehow I know she has told me the truth. "No."

I wince at the sound of her broken voice, splintered and forced. I extend my hand, as she did this afternoon. I'm so happy when she takes it. I gave her palm a reassuring squeeze and I look carefully in her eyes.

"El, you know you can tell me anything, right?" I ask, not even completely certain she has something to tell. But I still need her to know this.

Her eyes fall to our hands, and although she tries to hide it, I notice the subtle flutter of her eyes working to blink back tears. Her free and restless hand─which had been fiddling with her clutched bag straps on and off all day─tightened considerably. She must be spending too much time with me, a part of me thought dismissively.

"She called us in." Her grip flinches tighter when she whispers this. "I'm sorry."

Called us in? I try to make sense of this for a moment. I wonder if I heard her correctly, she had spoken so softly.

"Wait, what do you mean?" I ask gently. "Why are you sorry?"

"I heard her," she choked back. Panic is crawling into her voice and her other hand leaves the straps of her bag in favor of holding onto my forearm. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she thought I would suddenly dissappear. "She called for the policeman. Told them about me. And... she gave them your name. I'm sorry Y/n."

"My name?" I gulped, but my throat felt suddenly dry. "So, the police are gonna--? They're gonna know that I'm...?"

She nodded, remorseful eyes brimming with tears. Her face twists up in a sour pout she quickly banishes. But it was clear. She was panicking, for both our sakes.

Instinctively, I gave her hand another reassuring squeeze and managed, at most, a half-assed smile. Maybe it's for her sake, or maybe it's for mine.

"It's okay, it's not entirely your fault El," I say instinctively. I gulp again despite my dry mouth, certain she notices, but there's little room to care. My mind is buzzing, sleep now a far off worry. "Yeah, okay. I'm not going to lie to you, that's... That's not good. But I also knew what I was risking when I went with you."

My words feel like they're coming in slower and slower as I process everything in real time. El's patience with me is genuine, at least, and I attempt to mirror that as I sort hastily through my thoughts.

"The truth is, things really haven't been going super well at home. Everyone's fighting─more than usual, I mean,"

El cracks a tiny somber smile at that, and I feel one spread across my face as well. But it hardly lasts for either of us.

"Like I said before, Mike hasn't been himself since you left. And now Will is acting up. In fact, he's... El, he's completely different. He's sick, he's really sick. And so angry.

"The party is falling apart, and I've felt more alone these past few weeks than I have in a really long time. And on top of it all," my voice lowers further. "I'm still finding stuff I didn't know I could do. I've been having trouble with... well, you know."

El looks to me in surprise, her eyebrows raised. Safe to say she understands what I'm getting at.

I nod. "The point is, you showing up has been just what I needed. And yes, it's scary, but thanks to you I found out how I got here─where I came from... That's really good. I have you to thank for that."

It takes her a moment to consider my words, but El eventually gives me a smile that doesn't quite meet her eyes. A mixture of remorse and fear is still etched into her tear-stained face as she needlessly pulls her bag further into her lap, her hand leaving my forearm again to do so. I almost think more of it before her face lights up in grateful remembrance.

El wiggles closer to me in her seat before dipping her head in. "I found her. The girl."

I perked up a bit, looking back at my friend with a daring crumb of hope.

"Really? That's great! So did you get anything useful? Maybe the girl's name or where we're going?"

The hope I saw in El's face disappeared just as soon, and she shakes her head. But her face scrunches up thoughtfully as if she was trying to remember something she might have missed.

"A city." She looks at me quizzically, repeating a word she must have heard only in passing. "Shuh-cago?"

My eyes widened. "Chicago?" El nodded. "We're going to Chicago?"

El shrugged her shoulders. This was the best she could give. "Shuh-cago."

Okay. Chicago. Deep breath in. I could do that. And out. Maybe. Maybe this was incredibly stupid. In. Then again, so was chasing down an interdimensional gate while on the run from top secret government thugs. And I had done that... Barely.

"Um, okay..." I sigh heavily, only now realizing I have been holding my breath. My eyes fall to my lap, noting my rapidly bouncing leg. "Well, are you sure? Is that what you heard, or maybe saw somewhere?"

El nodded. Another dry gulp.

"So you really think she'll help, huh?" I ask.

She gives me a weak, but reassuring smile and softly squeezes my hand. "Yes."

I look to her, grateful, but I'm unsure how genuine I appear. Yet another silence follows quickly after.

The familiar feeling bubbles up in my stomach again, though it is much more intense. Sure I had anxieties about leaving with El, but this overpowered that. At least I had the small chance of not getting caught─that I'd be back the next night and it could all be explained away by being at the Byers house. But this is quickly spiraling. This had already spiraled, and I am beginning to feel sick to my stomach with nerves. The moment the Chief got Becky Ives' message then it was only a matter of time before my mom was notified, and─oh no...

Unsurprisingly, she's going to the ends of the earth just to find Mews. I can't imagine the stress she'll inevitably be under when she finds out that some woman across town filed a report about me. And now I'm on a bus to Illinois.

Deep breaths. Deep breaths. The last thing I need is spirlaing my way into another accident. I have a feeling I could do a lot more damage on a crowded bus than I did boiling some cereal.

I glance at El for only a moment. Her attention is back outside, peering through the fog and the reflections on the glass. She's (presumably) oblivious to the noise in my head. A part of me─the logical part of me─is angry with myself for being so forgiving. For not communicating my disappointment well enough. Dustin always said I had a problem with that. And yet, even though I meant what I had said to El about finding out where I came from...

Maybe I did it cause I felt bad for El. She was sorry, and she was in trouble.

But I'm in trouble now, too, I remind myself.

Part of me is hoping Chicago is a dead end, and while I feel awful for feeling that way, I do. I find myself longing to be with Will again. The old Will. He always had a knack for knowing when I wasn't okay.

He always makes me feel validated when I'm upset. He listens, and he'd do anything to get me to smile. The way I want to do for him.

It hurts thinking about that now.

Whether I like it or not, I've found myself on a one way trip to the unknown, straying further and further from the safety of home.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

I don't realize I have drifted off until I feel a tap on my shoulder. My head feels much heavier and I find myself squinting against the interior lights (which now seem much brighter than before) to find El gesturing towards the isle. Through bleary eyes I make out a small line of people already shuffling down the isle ahead of us. Quickly─but rather drowsily─I rise from my seat and join them, making sure El is close behind.

We had spilled out onto the busy streets among the rest but found ourselves stalled at the edge of the sidewalk. I'm unsure about El, but the sight before me succeeds in banishing my exhaustion instantly. Between the return of the frigid breeze, the towering architecture, and the swarm of strangers every which way, I'm questioning if I'll ever sleep again.

I'm captivated as I look around in an odd mix of awe and fear. Living in a small town like Hawkins for so long makes places like Chicago feel like another planet, so it would seem.

It doesn't feel as though we're standing in the heart of the city, more so the center of a giant hive─with bees buzzing in and out with no motivation other than work. No leisure, just urgency. The entire world is whirring around us─every which way─and I suddenly have this feeling if any one person were to drop at any moment this little world would keep on moving without a second thought. It's fascinating and completely terrifying.

One curious look at El told me I wasn't alone. Neither of us had fully comprehended what we were in for until this moment. But I suppose that in itself was even slightly reassuring─that neither of us were alone.

Standing here lost in a sea of strange people, that note hits a bit harder this time as the initial shock wears off. Nobody here seems to know anyone and they all seem angry.

She remains silent at my side but El's wisdom from earlier still bring comfort to me.

"Y/n, we can defend ourselves, remember?"

She did have a point, we do have certain advantages. But then again, came that convincing little voice in my head, if we were put in a situation where we were forced to use them, then all the closer we going were to being caught.

I look to El to try and gauge her reaction and I find she's still very much lost in the towering city skyline─a genuine smile on her face. For a moment I wish I can enjoy it, but there are simply too many reminders where we are, and why I can't.

Eagerly, she starts walking down the streets and I follow her. I'm thankful I was able to retrieve my shoes and jacket, but I still can't seem to drag my thoughts away from the fact that my teeth are back to chattering. The words I spoke earlier today pop into my mind only to mock me, "I guess I kept myself warm,". Just another reason to learn how to--

A strong force strikes my shoulder hard enough to put a stumble in my steps, and instantly my train of thought is gone. I whirl around to see a man throwing me a pointed sneer over his large, squared shoulders. "Watch yourself, would ya'?," Gawking back, I spy the man making steady strides down the sidewalk with no remorse.

Huffing, I burrow my fists deeper in my jacket pockets and lie to myself that it's simply to keep my hands warm. It's bullshit, considering I don't need help in that department, but it keeps us going forward I guess.

Well, me, anyway.

I don't get in two steps before finally noticing El was at a standstill. I stop again, this time confused, to see my friend rooted to the middle of the city sidewalk. Steam from nearby grates billowed all around her, ruffling her flannel collar. She fixes a hard glare on the man behind us.

"Mouth-breather," She says, her voice low. Just then, her gaze drops and my eyes begin to widen.

I spot the man in the crowd just in time to see him stumble forward onto the concrete. Angrily, he sits up, looking around frantically and glaring at anyone who dared to titter. I felt a chuckle coming on myself when I barely make out the string of curses directed at his shoelaces as he hotly retied them.

El looked to me, hardly suppressing a smile and a roguish look in her eye. Before anyone could see, she wiped her nose clean of blood.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

If I thought I was cold before, I was dead wrong. We've been walking for about two hours, if I had to guess. The muscles in my feet are beginning to knot, and my sweatpants are clinging to my legs.

About half an hour ago, a truck drove through a puddle and I caught the tail end of the splash when we turned the corner. To pass the time, I've been trying to dry them subtly with my hands against my legs, but it didn't get me very far, even with El's advice. I finally gave it a rest after a while. I wasn't getting terribly far and I didn't want to risk draining myself if the walk was much longer.

By now I've grown used to the odd and wandering looks we've gathered. But the tension creeps back in when El leads us down an incredibly questionable alley. We are definitely in the riskier parts of the city though I try to hold my tongue and save questions until later. My instincts tell me I need to appear more confident than I am. El seems to hold up that exterior well enough, though even her confidence is waning slightly.

We find ourselves surrounded by many sluggish people, all of whom mill about around us. The alley and its inhabitants are lit mostly by fire pits in steel barrels. The stench is hard to ignore; everything wreaks of booze, cigarettes, and urine.

A frightening, cackling, man steps towards my face as we walk by and I flinch back. "They're dead. They're all dead!" He cries out.

His hyena-like laughter bounces off the cement walls and echoes in my ears. I can practically taste his awful breath and I duck my head down avoiding eye contact as I pull El along forward with me.

I can sense her eagerness to leave the alley in her vice-like grip that rivals my own. Neither of us dare let go. Without a word, we break into a matching jog and scurry on.

We don't stop until we reach what looks to be an abandoned underpass. The stench is mostly gone, but in its place something else unidentifiable. Beer cans litter the concrete and every wall is touched with graffiti.

Finally, we emerge from the darkened space to find an old and windowless warehouse. Like the underpass, there isn't a single wall or slab of concrete that isn't decorated with spray paint and neon color. This is where El stops us suddenly.

I glanced ahead of me at the building a second time, now taking in the little details. There is one tiny door ahead of us supplied with only one window─the glass dirtied and fogged, shows us nothing but flickering yellow light. And beckoning us over, curling whisps of steam pouring out of the shadows despite (what appeared to be) the windowless, pipeless, boring metal box of a building.

"Is... this it?" I ask.

"Yes." El answers. And for the first time since the alley, she releases my hand.

El sets off towards the building without another word. Almost like ripping of a band-aid; if she didn't do it now and all at once... Or maybe that's just my reasoning. I quickly follow behind, attempting to prepare myself for whatever we might find.

Upon first glance, it's not much different to the exterior; boxes, crates, barrels, and planks litter the interior and the spray paint almost smells fresh. The entrance we stand in is part of a small alcove, and it's clear the further you step inside the ceiling extends. But what catches my eye are the four people huddled around another makeshift firepit.

One girl, who sits perched on several cushions and lighting a cigarette begins to giggle teasingly. "You should do stand-up, Axe. There's a spot a few blocks away."

The group chuckles, and a tall lanky man with a large mohawk rolls his eyes with a smirk. Among them, a rather large and beefy man, who clearly seems to be the muscle, and another young woman in cuffed jeans, gloves and a dark green flannel jacket.

There is no time to worry what they might say or do when they realize we are here. El is already calling out to them. Logically, I knew we would be making ourselves known one way or another, yet my knees now feel as if they are threatening to lock at the sudden action.

"Hello?" El's voice echoed out.

The group stops and turns, their faces illuminated by the fire. The shadows now casted across their faces are eerie, like someone about to tell a ghost story.

A sickening smirk curls along the lanky one's face. My stomach drops two stories when he struts around the fire, now making his way towards us.

"Well, well... What do we have here?" He purrs, still with that no good smile.

The others follow in their friend's footsteps and rise to their feet, no doubt an act of intimidation. I look anxiously between El and the strangers, though I somehow manage to keep a still face.

These others are now inching towards us and I feel my heart rate pick up. The woman in the green jacket scoffs, looking us up and down. If I were to guess, she was trying to decide which of us looked stranger.

"What are those, overalls?" She asks finally, referring to El.

The other young woman─who had been stalking around us like we were something to play with─finally stops at me. I try to hide the tense in my shoulders but I suspect it's no use. Her gaze is somewhat bored as she looks me up and down, then jabs a bony finger in my shoulder. I roll it when she does, as if shaking off the feel of her touch.

"And get a load of this one," she squeaks, blowing smoke into my grimacing face. She lets out an awkward snort, clearly amused with my reactions and uneasy demeanor. "Y'could knock this one down with a feather,"

I cough, fanning away the miniature smog cloud lingering in my face. This gave the lanky one, Mohawk, a chuckle. The Smoker turns to me and fakes a pout.

"What's the matter, kiddies? Thought your little slumber party could use a fun little adventure in the big city, huh?"

More laughter from the others. Fighting the returning impulse to roll my eyes, I instead take another subtle deep breath.

The woman is already answering her own rhetorical question with another fake pout and flick of her cigarette ashes. "Well, you ain't gonna find it here, so go on back to the farm now."

"We're looking for my sister."

My eyes jump to El in surprise but they quickly return to the group, not particularly eager to give away the fact I had no idea what she was talking about. Sister? I do have to applaud El's quick thinking, though, I suppose.

"Aw..." Mohawk jeers. "Shirley Temple lost her sister. So sad."

"I saw her. Here." She reaches into her bag, likely for the photograph clipping from Becky's. But they all tense.

"Uh-uh," The Muscle said suddenly. "Hand out of your pocket. Slow."

El complies and Mohawk rips the news clipping from her hand. "Give me that shit."

For the first time in this encounter, this man looks apprehensive. Seeing the photo was enough to shock him into temporary silence. And apparently this in itself is enough to lure the flannel woman forward to investigate for herself. Now, like the man, she is snatching the photo up with shock.

"Is that Kali?"

"Kali?" El asks.

Mohawk steps forward, visibly on edge. Taking advantage of his height, he towers over El with an impressive glare. I say nothing, but I mirror his actions─taking a step further into El's side with a tiny glare of my own.

"How did you find us?" He questions. "Who else knows you're here?"

El backs up slightly and suddenly I was jumping to speak. "No one knows we're here." I say.

"And no one was speaking to you, either," My face sours and he returns to El. "Is this true, Shirley Temple? So, what then? Poof! You just show up like magic with that picture?"

"Stay calm." Flannel warns. "They're just kids, alright?"

He turns on her quickly. "Some kids that could get us all killed."

Like that, his anger is back on El and he pulls something from his pocket. My eyes fall to the object in his hand and my heart sinks into my stomach.

"If I have to ask again, Shirley, you'll start losing things." He carefully unfolds the pocket knife, making sure we catch the light bouncing off the blade before waving it in El's face. "Starting with those pretty little locks of yours. Yeah?"

He's in more danger than we are. He's in more danger than we are--

I still look desperately between the man and his companions─it'd be helpful to know where they stand with the threatening of children. Each of them seemed uncomfortable with his actions in varying degrees, but it was Flannel, again, who stepped forward.

"Come on, Axe. Put down the knife." She warns, her voice getting sharper.

The blade grows closer towards El's face and my heart rate breaks hummingbird records. The man is only getting angrier.

"How did you find us?"

"I saw her." El's voice is rushed and shaky, but not completely fearful. I know why, and it's the only reason I haven't (completely) fallen apart.

He advances further, still with that stupid knife and everyone's voices begin to drown in the deafening roar of blood pumping in my ears. He's beside me now as El keeps backing away and I can't bring myself to move out of his way. I'm not sure yet if it's out of bravery or fear.

"That's not an answer!" He roars.

"Axe!"

I throw aside my common sense and step fully in between them, planting myself directly in his path. "Hey-!"

He freezes, wide eyes flying to his hand. My eyes follow, fearful I've done something unintentionally. But there's nothing. Just a shaky hand with a tiny blade. Yet Mohawk staggers backward, his blade-wielding arm extended as far away from himself as possible.

"Je-Jesus!" He huffs in ragged, near incoherent sqeaks. "Jesus Christ!"

He chucks the knife on the concrete behind us, the blade nearly nicking my legs. He looks up and down his torso, his face draining of color before our eyes. He frantically swipes at himself, several fearful squeals jumping from him. El and I share a look over my shoulder, confused.

"Get off! Shit!"

He is running across the room now, hunched over and desperately swatting at his head, face, and arms. I have to step back to avoid his path as he maneuvers around me and his companions have to do the same.

"You're a terrible dancer, Axel."

Everyone, including myself, turns towards the source of the newest voice. On the stairs, leaning on the banister with a sly smirk is another young woman. Half of her head is shaved, the other half tinted a dark purple. Like the others, she was dressed in grunge, but oddly, they didn't seem shabby or cheap.

The guy named Axel relaxes, only for a moment, before it evolves into anger. He smacks his head angrily and gestures towards her as she comes down the steps.

"I told you, Kali, stay out of my head. " He spits.

"So we're threatening little kids now, are we?" She asks, striding towards us.

"They know about you." Axel defends.

The Smoker─the one who mocked me─steps forward with the photo El had procured.

"Farmgirl here had this."

The new girl, the one I can only assume to be the one we were searching for, grabs the photo. If I had to guess, she is attempting to hide her shock.

El steps away from behind me and cautiously approaches her. I'm not entirely thrilled, nor surprised, to see this girl, Kali, sizing El up and down. I don't miss the quick inspection she gives me, either.

"Where did you get this?" She asks El.

"Mama," El answers, taking the photograph back and placing it in her bag.

"Your mother gave this to you?"

"In her dream circle," El says.

I raise my brow, and as I suspect the others don't take to it, or her very easily.

"Dream circle," Axel scoffs, pacing the room. "I think she's a schizo or something."

I'm beginning to believe this man is determined to be the biggest jackass in the room.

"Says she's looking for her sister."

"Yeah. Like I said, schizo."

There's a bitter taste in my mouth and an itch crawling up my back. The idea of holding back all this anger is withering before my eyes─every word this asshole says is added coal to the fire.

My glare follows him across the room as he bends to retrieve his knife. But the blade is flying through the air and into El's waiting hand before he can touch it. This almost makes me smile.

Mumbles of surprise bounce around the group, but I simply watch with pride building in my chest as El confidently folds the knife closed and hands it to the girl.

"I saw you. In the rainbow room."

Something in the girl's eye changes drastically. She begins to stalk around El before she stops halfway to stand beside her.

"What is your name?"

"Jane."

I can't say I was expecting that, yet I wait. I concentrate my energy on keeping my jaw clenched. I've been fighting my chattering teeth ever since we stepped into this lions den and the muscles in my jaw have now grown weak and sore.

Kali grabs El's left wrist and pushes back her sleeve revealing her tattoo. In turn, El reaches for Kali's sleeve. It's pulled back to reveal a tiny cluster of ink to match El's. I almost don't notice─the sight of El allowing anyone to touch her tattoo had floored me.

That is, until I finally catch the three black digits etched into Kali's skin, and my stomach twists.

It's not actually...? My wringing hands find a new focus: the loud and blank skin of my left inner wrist.

I'm not sure why I'm surprised by this, not if we came here in search of someone like El. Someone who lived through the lab experiments with El. But the sight of the 008 tattoo hits me a little hard. Is it because it makes this all the more real? Or was it because of the longing in El's eyes as they cloud over in tears?

Her lips begin to tremble as their gazes meet. "Sister."

Kali nods, breathless. "Sister,"

The two collapse into each other's arms and somehow I feel even more out of place here. It's inspiring to see; two sides of the same coin finally meeting. What each of them must have gone through─now free, now with one another. This is huge for El.

So why aren't I happy? And why does this feel like such a slippery slope?

There's no time to wonder, the two are breaking apart. Kali takes El's hands in her own, giving them a strong squeeze. The two smile at one another and my eyes fall to my feet, suddenly hyperaware of my myself and how I stand. The ends of my sweatpants are still soaked and the water in my shoes sponged up against my feet are frigid. Yet somehow, the stare of the others──the stare of Kali's──is what freezes me over.

"Jane, who is this?" She asks.

"Y/n. My friend."

Against instinct, against all comforting thought, I force myself to face her. Maybe I'm mistaken or just too damn hopeful, but the curiosity behind her eyes almost seems a bit more relaxed. Now with El's approval.

Hands still partially hidden in my jacket pocket, I send a tiny wave with my fingers and manage my best imitation of a smile.

"Hi," I mumble, trembling. Damn my chattering teeth.

The weight of Kali's stare is intimidating. I might not know the specifics of what makes her unique like us, but I can tell already her abilities aren't what make her powerful. She exudes that all on her own.

Kali looks me up and down and I almost convince myself my life depends on this one impression. And maybe it does.

Tearing me from my thoughts, Kali cocks her head and asks. "Why are you in pajamas?" She actually sounds, almost, amused? It's disarming.

"Short version?" I want to wince at the nervous chuckle that comes out involuntarily. But I'm too damn cold. And hungry. "We kinda had to make a quick get away."

Kali looks at me for a moment with an unreadable expression, though something tells me she understands. Another moment of uncertainty, seconds too long, and my mind runs in panicky circles. What did I say? What did I not say? Did I accidentally just insult her, her mother, and her entire existence without realizing? The part of my brain in charge of logic dismissed that theory almost immediately but unfortunately stress and fear were the perfect fuel for doubt, as always.

Kali confirms this with a chuckle that brought time back out of slow motion. She then turns to another one of the groups members─the one who had taken caution with El and her photograph─the Muscle. He is a wide-set man with the long braid and a kindly aura.

"Funshine, take this one upstairs and help them find some warm clothes. I'd like to talk to Jane. Alone."

Her eyes fall on me, her amusement dimming away and back to speculation.

El doesn't appear to be as hesitant as I would have anticipated her to be. She's lost in the euphoria of reuniting with Kali. The idea of a sudden separation strikes fear in me─something far more powerful than the silly doubts flashing in my mind moments ago. This was a pit seeding in my stomach, ready to grow.

The larger man nods and steps forward. Surprised, my eyes flicker back to Kali and she smiles reassuringly.

"Don't worry, he's nothing but a big softie," she says with a simper, turning and leaving with El.

"El...?" Was she really just gonna leave? The two slow, and El pulls her attention away from Kali and over her shoulder to me.

"It's okay," she promises. "I'll be back," And then she was dissapearing up the stairs, Kali's arm slung over her shoulder.

...Somehow that made it worse.

The man I've been instructed to go with is smiling warmly when I turn to him. It's the first I'm put at even the slightest of ease since arriving.

"Don't you worry, we'll find something warm for you," he says, his voice deep and kind. He makes way for the stairs, pausing at the bottom with a hand on the metal rail. He throws me a brief nod over his shoulder. "We should get you by a fire, too, and quick. Dangerous for you to be walking out here like that─you'll catch your death,"

Against all odds, I feel a tiny tug at the corners of my mouth─a smile itching to spread. It doesn't quite, not with the dread sitting in my stomach like a chunk of stone or my friend walking off with a stranger.

But now, with little choice, I do the same.

My footsteps fall in sync with his almost instantly as we climb the stairs. Silence falls quick and heavy over the open space apart from our differentiating gait hiking the metal steps. I'm peering over my shoulder without much thought for consequence, my eyes meeting with the other three strangers─each of them watch me.

The way they eye me turns my stomach. The Mohawk──Axel, and the Smoker, in particular.

There was the Flannel woman─the only other person here who seemed to care El and I were children. She may be the other exception. For one, she doesn't seem interested enough, and for that I'm grateful. But mostly, I don't forget her attempts to cool down this Axel.

His glare on me sharpens, but to my surprise, I don't wither beneath it. I'm brave enough (or stupid enough) to glare back. He twirls his knife expertly in his hands as I turn away, eliciting an unpleasant cackle from Smoker. I don't need any further reassurance these are two I need to worry about.

But that's already being pushed to the back burner─Funshine and I reach the second floor and round a poorly lit corner and that's when I spot the two figures down the catwalk a ways. El and Kali. They're making their way for another, steeper pair of stairs. Smiling and laughing, already.

A sudden voice cuts through my storm of thoughts and suddenly I'm back on earth. "Right this way, friend,"

Funshine directs me to one of the makeshift bedrooms to our right and something in me weakens when we step inside. The concrete room is bathed in turquoise and peach shadows casted from the neon lights gathered inside. Where I expected all concrete walls to close me in, I see wide (albiet dirtied) windows overlooking the first floor. But the lure of it all is a split between the king size nest of pillows and blankets in the center and the fire pit in the corner.

The sight of it all is dangerously persuasive and so is the sudden wail of my aching bones and the shudder down my spine, louder than they ever were. I'm wavering already, but I'm alert enough to realize the longing in my eyes as they rake across the bed and fire is obvious.

Funshine gestures towards the fire in the corner and ushers me along. "Go ahead and warm up. I'll be right back with some proper clothes." He says before turning.

I nod absently, far too entranced and eagerly gravitating towards the warmth now before me.

He leaves from where we came and disappears around the corner. I stifle a smile when I feel the heat washing over my body. Muscles I didn't even realize I had are melting as they meet the warm glow of the flames.

I'm not sure how long I'm standing there, but it must be several minutes at the least. Enough time for Funshine to return with a bundle of clothes in his arms.

"Here you are," I trail behind him to the bed where he drops the small mountain on the edge of the sunken mattress. "I gathered a few things that I thought might fit you best. Theres plenty of stuff in here, so you'll have options. But I insist you consider dressing in layers. It'll only get worse out there," He sends me another nod and begins to head back for the door. "Alright then. You get warm, now,"

And that's all he says. He's already heading for the door. I have a sudden fear I won't get another chance to speak with him. Or let the swell of gratitude I felt be known. I couldn't hold my tongue any longer, nor did I want to.

"Hey," I call out, growing nervous. "Um..." I winced a bit at my trailing voice.

He slows at the door and turns around, giving me a curious look.

"Thank you," I mumble, mustering a smile as grateful as I felt. "For the clothes. And-- well, everything, I guess."

Another friendly smile stretches across his face and once again he nods.

"You're certainly welcome."

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[bagerfluff]

Hello!

I'm bagerfluff.

I'm a trans bisexual bager man who loves to write. I'm a male and non-binary reader blog and I only write for male reader and non-binary. If you like what you see here then you might like my Ao3. I'm multifandom with changing interests.

I hope you have a good day, night, or afternoon and don't forget to drink water :)

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Miscellaneous

Harry Potter

Stranger Things

It (2017)

Teen Wolf

Voltron

Legend Of Zelda

Riordanverse

Pokémon

Digimon

A Date With Death

Requests Are Closed

I write one-shots, headcanons, and drabbles for male and nonbinary readers, no females or fem aligned readers, so fem DNI.

I don't write for OC's. - I will now write smut - no fem readers

For smut. I only do top dom male readers x characters. Every character I write for will be over 18, the one thing I won't do is under age.

I count a drabble as a fic that is below 500 words. If you have a different opinion, that is fine, but this one is mine, so please don't be rude about it or rude to anyone else opinion. :)

And apology in advance if I don't do them for a while I can sometimes forget stuff.

IT - Eddie Kaspbrak, Bill Denbrough, Stanley Uris, Richie Tozier, Beverly Marsh,

STRANGER THINGS - Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Max Mayfield,

HARRY POTTER - Anyone in Harry's era and Marauders era, but no adults. So, no adult versions of Remus, James, Regulus, etc

RIORDANVERSE - Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez,

POKEMON - Gladion, Goh, Hop,

DIGIMON - Takeru Takaishi, Koushiro Izumi, Kouji Minamoto,

A DATE WITH DEATH - Casper x Reader, Casper x OC

[mercedesvince]

Hello I’m Vince!!

I am a writer who is open to writing requests for x reader

Just a heads up that English is not my first language so apologies for any grammar or wrong use of words :(

RULES

This is meant to be a blog for x male or non-binary x readers

I will not write for female readers as of now (but might change in future)

I will only write for series listed below

no smut (I am not comfortable with that)

There are characters listed below underage, all characters will at least be aged up to teenagers, but even so I will only go as far as kissing

I will not write any sort of NSFW for any character under 18 (what i mean when i say NSFW I mean in a sexual way, things like cussing or slight violence I can do)

I can write angst, fluff or both

If you see a mistake in my writing please inform me on it so I can improve in future :)

If i missed a TW or you notice something i should let the readers know before reading PLEASE let me know, i’d hate for someone to be negatively affected by my writing

Please be nice and respect everybody and there wishes!!

SERIES & CHARACTER I WILL WRITE FOR

(If there is a character I have missed that is not on the list for a specific series and you would like a x reader for please ask and I will let you know whether or not I can write for them :))

South Park

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Kenny McCornmick

Eric Cartman

Butters

Tolkien Black

Wendy Testaburger

Bebe Stevens

Heidi Turner

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Emily Prentis

Jason Gideon

Jennifer Jareau

Penelope Garcia

David Rossi

Elle Greenaway

Matthew Simmons

Like Alvez

Kate Callahan

Tara Lewis

Sam Cooper

Gina LaSalle

Beth Griffin

Jonathan Simms

Mick Rawson

Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World

Scott Pilgrim

Ramona Flowers

Envy Adams

Knives Chau

Kim Pine

Julie Powers

Wallace Wells

Lucas lee

Gideon Graves

Matthew Patel

Todd Ingram

Young Neil

Roxy Ritcher

Stacy Pilgrim

Stephen Stills

My Hero Academia

Disclaimer I have not watched the series recently, so I do not have everything up to date and can only write up to season 4 :(

Anyone from Class 1A

Anyone from Class 1B

Any Pro Hereos

Any Villians

Mirio Togata

Nejire Hado

Tamaki Amajiki

Saiki K.

Kusuo Saiki

Shun Kaido

Aren Kuboyasu

Aiura Mikoto

Kokomo Teruhashi

Reita Tortisuka

Riki Nendo

Kineshi Hairo

Chiyo Yumehara

Metori Saiko

Chisato Mera

Hunter X Hunter

Disclaimer I am only caught up on the series not the manga

Gon Freecss

Killua Zoldyck

Kurapika

Leorio Paradinight

Hisoka Morrow

Chrollo Lucifer

Any Phantom Troupe Memebers

Ging Freecss

Any Zodiac members

Kite

ROTTMNT

Leonardo

Raphael

Michelangelo

Donatello

April O’neil

Stranger Things

Eleven

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Max mayfield

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Jonathan Byers

IT

Disclaimer I have been trying my best to see the second movie but I have only managed to watch the first so I can only write for things relevant in the first movie :(

Stanley Uris

Ben Hanscom

Beverly Marsh

Bill Denbrough

Richie Tozier

Eddie Kaspbrak

SPIDERVERSE

Miles Morales (earth 1610 & earth 42)

Gwen Stacy

Peter B. Parker

Jessica Drew

Miguel O’hara

Hobie Brown

Pavitr Prabhakar

Spider Noir

Penny Parker

MASTERLIST LINK

This Masterlist includes all works i’ve written on this blog so far!

That is all for now! Thank you so much for reading and feel free to request, I am new to tumblr so please feel free to let me know if I need to add or be more specific on something :))

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💜Request Info! 💜

Stranger Things:

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Jonathon Byers

Argyle

Chrissy Cunningham

Jim Hopper

Joyce Byers

(I won’t do Billy, I’m sorry I just won’t)

Aphmau (Diaries and Mystreet)

Garroth Ro’Meave

Laurance Zvahl

Dante

Zane Ro’Meave

Aaron Lycan

Travis

Gene

Aphmau

Katelyn

Lucinda

(Likely to add more as I rewatch both series, currently on season 1 of Diaries)

We’re gonna start with that ladies, gentlemen and non-binary friends! Depending on how busy I am or if my interest shifts I may add other fandoms (such as The Arcana, Marvel, or some video games)

I will do smut, fluff, angst- all of it! I will not do incest ships, heavily fetishized gay ships (for example if you’re a cisgender woman requesting a fuck ton of garrance smut, that shit is just not gonna fly here I’m not gonna feed your fetish), or any smut with underage characters!

I’m not that into shipping or fan fiction about ships but depending on the request I will be willing to fulfill it, it just may come slower compared to x readers. For example Steddie and Garrance specifically make me pretty uncomfortable but if you’re respectful about it and aren’t fetishizing male relationships I will be willing to fulfill a request for you. That said Male!Reader and GN!Reader are encouraged! I would love to give you guys content! (Since you’re definitely not cis women just wanting to get off to men fucking each other)

Please respect my boundaries whether they are stated here or I respond to a request setting one!

***If you are requesting smut please use an 18+ warning, MDNI, etc at the start of your ask!! I can't put read more bar in before the ask so this is the alternative. I won't do the request/will ask you to resubmit with this before I write for you!!***

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What I Write

note: if there is a character/fandom you want to request and I don't have them listed, go ahead and request them. If I know them or feel comfortable enough there is a chance I'll do a one-off or even add them to this list. please also note asking will not automatically guarantee I will write for that character/Fando, but it never hurts to ask :)

Also please be aware i am an X Reader writer

Fandoms I Write for:

Harry Potter

BNHA

OHSHC

Twilight

Stranger Things

Characters I Write for:

Harry potter

Neville Longbottom

Blaise Zabini

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Seamus Finnegan

Dean Thomas

Severus Snape

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Lucius Malfoy

BNHA

Katsuki Bakugo

Tenya Iida

Izuku Midoriya

Denki kaminari

Hanta Sero

Eijiro Kirishima

Shota Aizawa

Fumikage Tokoyami

Mezou Shoji

Shoto Todoroki

Hitoshi Shinso

OHSHC

Kyoya Ootori

Takashi Morinozuka

Ritsu Kasanoda

Twilight

Jacob Black

Edward Cullen

Charlie Swan

Carlisle Cullen

Emmet Cullen

Jasper Cullen

Sam Uley

Paul Lahote

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

Steve Harrington

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

MISC.

TBD

What I write:

Fluff

Angst

Headcanons

Blurbs

Song fics

POC reader

Non-binary Reader

Fem reader

Curvy/plus size Reader

Polygamy

What I don’t write:

Male Reader Smut

Character x Character

F x F (nothing against it, I just don’t write for it)

Scat

Watersports

Pedophilia

Incest

pregnancy

Vore

Explicit Rape(brief mentions only)

[spideyy-girl]

“I love him.” ~ Will Byers (Non-Binary!Reader)

Request by anon: Can I have a non binary reader x will byers with prompt number 7 please?

7: “Promise?” “Promise.”

Summary: Will disappears and Y/N doesn’t want to lose him again

Fandom: Stranger Things

Warnings: Will having an episode, like 2 swear words, sorta angsty

Word Count: 1501 (4.1 pages)

A/N: first stranger things imagine! Hope you enjoy, sorry for the wait. Also, thank you everyone for 100 followers and everyone who has helped me by requesting your ideas! I love you!

~Ciara xo

I ran around the school, looking in every direction I could to see if I could spot the slimy little beast, or as Dustin likes to call it, d'Artanian or Dart for short. The thing always creeped me out since the second Dustin showed it to me, but after what Will confessed to me and Mike, I can't bear knowing that's it's out there somewhere and could hurt more people, including Will.

I've been friends with Will and the party since 1st grade. We've gone to hell and back together in the past year, with Will's disappearance, meeting Eleven, and the whole learning about the Upside Down and the scary monsters and stuff, including the Demogorgon and now Dart. I wish Eleven was here, as at this moment I feel like she would be a great help. 

Ever since Will reappeared, he's been acting very strange. He's been saying weird things, having episodes about the Upside Down, and now this whole thing with Dustin's new pet. I do worry about him a lot, especially with my ever growing more-than-friends feeling towards him. 

"Y/N? Y/N, do you copy?" Lucas's voice snapped me out of my daze. I look down at the bulky walkie talkie in my hand, I raise it up to my mouth and press the button on the side. 

"Yeah I copy, sorry," I apologize, looking up and down the hallways once more before speaking into the machine again. "North is clear, I found nothing." 

"Shit," I hear Lucas mumble before the walkie talkie makes a static sound to show he's disconnected. I double check the classroom at the end of the hallway before running up a small flight of stairs and down the hall. As I'm running I hear the static come onto my walkie talkie's radio before hearing Will's quiet voice.

"Guys, I found him," I heard him say. My eyes widen as I click the button to respond.

"Where?" I ask, my legs starting to move faster so I could find Will. 

"In the bathroom... by Mr. Salerno's," his voice still quiet and unnerving. I start to run towards the other side of the room as I hear Mike's voice come from the walkie, but my fast heartbeat drowns out any sound. I didn't like the idea of Will being alone with something like Dart. My legs go numb as I feel wind blowing past my face, I've never really been a runner so the sensation feels foreign. As the bathroom Will mentioned comes into sight, I see Mike and Max running towards it too from the other side of the hallway, and Lucas coming from a different one. We all run into the bathroom at the same time to find Dustin standing in the middle of the bathroom already.

"Where's Dart?" Mike asks. Dustin shrugs, fixing his cap.

"I don't know, not here," he replies. My eyes get wider immediately.

"What?" I ask frantically as I start looking through all of the stalls, hoping to find a sign of the creature, I could hear the rest of the party chattering behind me.

"He said Mr. Salerno's, right?" I hear Max ask, she's new to the school. She's pretty cool, but couldn't ever replace Eleven. I move onto the next stall, looking behind the toilet and in the paper dispensers.

"Yeah, maybe Will has him," Dustin comments. This makes me freeze, my eyes going wide as I exit the stall and looking over the people in the small restroom. Then the question we're all thinking come out of my mouth.

"Where's Will?" I ask, my voice shaking. The party looks over at each other, before all sprinting out of the bathroom and out into the halls once more, but this time looking for our friend and fellow party member. To say I was nervous would be a complete understatement, what if Dart did something to him? What if he got scared and ran away and somehow got lost? What if he disappeared again? I don't think I could handle that.

"Will?! WILL!" I call out, my head spinning in every direction, hoping to find him safely. Suddenly I run into Joyce, Will's mother. She grabs my shoulders, shushing me and wiping some stray tears that have fallen down my cheeks.

"Hey, Y/N, calm down," she says to me. "What's wrong, where's Will?" She asks and I can feel my breathing hitch in my throat, but before I can respond to her, Lucas comes running in through a nearby door.

"The field," he says, looking in between the four of us. I look at Joyce again and behind me to where Dustin and Max just appeared before we all ran out the door, where I soon spotted Will standing in the middle of the field standing straight up with his eyes closed and body shaking slightly. Beside him Mike holds his shoulders, trying to wake him up.

"I just found him like this! I think he's having another episode." We all run towards him and gather around him, I take Will's other side, grabbing his clammy hand and holding it tightly in mine. Joyce runs up and grabs his shoulders and his face, screaming his name.

"Will! Sweetie, wake up, it's mom!" she says, squeezing his shoulders tighter as I continue to hold his hand in mine. Something is going on with him. I can tell he must be seeing something by the way his eyelids are constantly moving. "Will, wake up, can you hear me?" He hands travel up to his face, cradling his cheek. I can feel tears running down my face rapidly, but I couldn't be bothered at the moment to wipe them off or even feel them at all. "Will, wake up. Please, wake up, Will. It's mom. It's me!" 

After a moment, Will opens his eyes wide, gasping for air as I feel him grab my hand, squeezing it so tightly I feel my fingers cracking, but I didn't mind it. He falls to the ground, and I go to grab him so he doesn't hurt himself. I feel sobs raking through my body as I hold him close. I feel his arms weakly go around my body as well. My face is burrowed into his neck as I pull him closer to me, whispering words of assurance not only for him but for myself as well. 

"Will, I'm so sorry. Are you ok? Please say something," I whisper into his neck. His grip tightens around me, and I can feel him nodding as a yes beside my face. I look up and grab his face in my hands. "Are you ok? What happened?"

"I'm.. I'm okay." He stutters out. I know he's not, I can tell just by looking into his eyes. He's scared, terrified, and all I can do is be there beside him. My thumb rubs against his cheeks as I feel him lean into the touch, to which I can't help but smile at. 

"Okay. But we'll talk about it later, yeah?" I ask, my voice going down into a whisper. His eyes look up finally to meet mine, as he nods, trying his best to give me a weak smile, even though it looked more like a grimace. I give him the best smile I can back, finding it hard to form one after the events that just unfolded. "Please, Will, don't you ever go disappearing on us like that again. You really scared the shit out of me." I try to laugh but it sounds strained. He nods his head and I put out my hand, extending my pinky. "Promise?"

Will smiled, a better and more genuine looking one this time as he grabs my pinky with his own, the shaking of his hand vibrating through my own. "Promise," he replies in a small voice. We shake our hands up and down before separating and I pull him in for another hug, kissing the top of his head.

"Good, because I don't know what I'd do with myself if I were to lose you again," I whisper into his hair as I feel him hold onto me tightly. I look up at the party and Joyce, who I just realized was still there and watched the exchange. I smile up at them to signal that he was okay before helping Will get up and into Joyce's car so he could get some rest. Max, Lucas, Mike, Dustin and I watched as the green car drove off out of the parking lot and down the road. Mike looked over at me, nudging me with his shoulder.

"You really like him, don't you?" he asks, smiling down at me. I shake my head, scoffing as I direct my line of vision back to were the Byers car was moments ago before responding.

"Don't be ridiculous, Michael," I say with a smile on my face. "We're way past that point by now. I love him."

[einxoxo]

Strange Ass Things

Summary: Y/N is on the run, with their friend of which they care a little too much for and just wishes for the two of them to have a normal life. But, that’s not what the future hold for them it appears..

Warnings: I mean it's stranger things guys (pregnancy implied)

Word Count ; 1.4k

Pronouns: They/Them (Female body mentioned, mexican reader <3)

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ █▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒

"Eleven, amor you gotta go." The teen spoke to their younger friend, who looked between Y/N and the pipe in front of her. With a firm nod and encouraging shove, the younger one crawls through. Yells echo from the other side of the room they're both in and the older teen turns to leave, when their wrist is caught by something.

"You, where will you be?" Eleven asked the other quickly, afraid of what could be waiting for her outside. The yelling got closer, her heart was pounding and her head hurt so much. But Y/N smiled, gently caressing her cheek and nodding to her.

"I've seen where you'll end up, I know this place like the back of my hand El. I will find you, now please go." They reassured the girl, who nodded in return and quickly crawled out. Y/N made sure eleven was gone, and they went their own way. Y/N sprinted as quietly and quickly as they could to their exit, they've already seen where everyone will go, when the cameras go off and on and they know their escape will be a success. Once they were out, nobody following them either, they quickly ran to where Eleven was just crawling out of her own exit.

"You did great el, now this is the part where we run like hell."

"Together?"

"Together."

⋘ 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .⋙

The two walked throughout the forest, hand in hand. Y/N, feeling bad for El, gave her their shoes and they continued walking. They paused though, and Y/N took a shaky breath.

"In this area, a kid.. a kid went missing.." They murmured, turning and giving the younger girl a small smile, "And you try to rob tuis guy of his food."

Ahead of them was a small diner, and a man was outside throwing trash away.

"I've got a better idea, let's go." And hand in hand once again, they decide to walk in through the front door instead. Eleven and Y/N were both a little messy, but with a few minutes of fixing themselves up they looked decent enough.

"Hey there, what can I get for you?" A man spoke up as they sat at the table, Y/N looked up and gave the man a smile and the two of them began to talk. Eleven wasn't really good with this acting thing, so as quietly as she did she walked off and looked around instead.

"And my sister here she- uh.. El?" Y/N quickly stood up, looking around frantically for the girl. Benny also looked around, positive he saw a young girl sitting there just a few seconds ago.

"Shit, I am so sorry." Y/N groaned, running over to the kitchen and calling out to the kid, and Benny wasn't having it with this weird shit.

"Hey!" He yelled out to Eleven, who picked up whatever she was eating and ran. Y/N groaned and chased after her quickly, jumping to grab the girl and shielding her from the man in front of her.

"You two think you can just steal from me huh?" He questioned the two of them, Eleven clung to Y/N's arm and her eyes darted between the two adults. With a heavy sigh, they made a decision.

"Please- Just.. Just let me explain, I promise I'll tell you everything."

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"So you're her guardian, your boyfriend was abusive and so you ran.. how far did you run?" He asked, Eleven was having a ball with the hamburger she was given and Y/N took their time with their food.

"We just.. We just ran until we saw the sun come up in a place we know close to nothing about. I just want what's best for her, and where we just were was.. It-It just was not  the best option." Y/N finished their story, the man nodded, the cogs in his mind at work as he thought of his next move.

"How old did you say you were again, I think I can help." He offered, and smiled at the two of them. Y/N's heart ached at the possible danger she put him in, but was grateful for the help he was giving go the two of them.

"I'm 18.." They lied again, guilt flooding their senses as Benny smiled.

"Well you can work with me, I wouldn't mind the extra help. But there is a hotline in the paper I saw, you could call or I could. Whatever you think will help you out most, no worries." He reassured them, standing up to grab the paper he was talking about. A plethora of possible futures came at the seer all at once, and they groaned at the head ache. Eleven turned to look at them worried, and the annoying scratch of the fan caught her attention. She was quick to turn it off, thinking that was what annoyed Y/N.

"Thanks El.. I'm going to fix this, we're going to have a normal life I promise. You can have normal friends, a normal room and.." Their hand rested on their stomach, gently rubbing it, "And you'll have a little brother sooner or later cariño."

Life was going to change, for the better

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In the end Benny ended up calling the hotline for them, and they each sat in the kitchen and waited. Eleven was eating ice cream with a smile on her face as Benny cleaned, Y/N was glad to see Eleven was somewhat enjoying herself despite the circumstances. A knock on the door caught their attention, Y/N putting their hand on eleven's shoulder to relax her.

Their gut was telling them to run

"Eleven, I have a bad feeling about this.. come here girly." Y/N picked El up and placed her on their back, a flash of the future came at them like a freight train and they shuddered.

A gunshot got the two of them sprinting to the back

"Fuck!" They were cut off by two men, guns aimed and at the ready. Y/N cursed themself for not looking for other possibilities as they backed up from them, but El didn't hesitate though and was quick to get them out of their way. Y/N grabbed their coats, held El tight and ran the fuck out of there.

"I'm so sorry, I'll get us somewhere safe so just hold on tight."

And once again, they were on the run with just one another and the light of the moon above

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"Ah man, this is it."

Three boys parked their bikes as they looked into the dark woods, barricades were placed but they didn't pay them any mind.

"Hey guys, ya feel that?" Dustin asks, head looking up as a raindrop slowly splatters down onto his face, "I think we should go back.."

"No, we're not going back. Just.. stay close." Mike responded, bike parked and flashlight in hand as he made his point, "C'mon, just stay on channel six. Don't do anything stupid." He spoke to his two friends, Lucas joining him as they moved the barricade to the side. Dustin hesitated though, he wasn't really feeling this exploration. He took a few breaths before running to join his friends, preferring to be with them rather then alone.

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It was pouring, not really helping the two as they sprinted through the forest.

"Tired?" El asked worriedly, and Y/N simply shook their head.. though they were begging for a break.

"Not at all, I can keep going so don't worry your pretty little head.." They breathed out, not stopping until another image popped up in their head, "There's kids.. here, let me help you down real quick." Eleven was back on her feet, and they began to speed walk toward where they heard the sounds of young boys nearby.

"Shut up shut up, do you guys hear that?" One of them asks out loud to the others, who turn to look at the rustling. Y/N picks up El one more time and runs over, the noise alerting the boys and they quickly shifted their attention to their right, flashlights pointed at the two of them as both groups looked at one another.

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

This was mainly just for fun since I always think of ways to insert myself into anything I watch bc fuck reality honestly, I���m planning on making the entirety of stranger things and how am I going to do this? Idk, but I wanna do it so woop woop 

[canislupus-exe]

The Perfect Night | steve harrington

>> gif credit to @/elevens-angels on tumblr <<

fandom | Stanger Things

character | Steve Harrington

reader | They/them (she ver.) (he ver.)

requested | Anonymous

warnings | Mild swearing

word count | 555

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (f/c) = favorite color

>> prompts <<

57 | “Is that my shirt?”

79 | “Stop hogging all the blankets!”

124 | “Take that back!“

summary | Hanging out at your bf Steve Harringtons house using prompt : 57, 79, & 124

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You sniffed and grabbed a tissue, blowing your nose in the most unattractive way. You gave a loud groan, glad no one else was home. Although maybe if someone was home, you could force them to get you throat lozenges, rather than having to get them yourself. You sighed and pulled the blanket closer to your body.

You practically screamed in anger when you heard a knock on the door. Can’t I just be sick in peace? You slowly stood, keeping the blanket draped over your shoulders. A glare was painted on your face as you opened the door. On the other side stood your boyfriend, Steve Harrington.

“Now would you take a look at that attractive face.” He said with a laugh. You rolled your eyes.

“What do you want Steve?” You mumbled.

“What? Can’t a guy spend some quality time with his partner? And besides, I know… Hold on, is that my shirt?” He asked, pointing to your top. You looked down and adjusted your blanket, covering his green long sleeve.

“Um… No?” You asked. He shook his head with a smile.

“So are you gonna let me come in so I can make you feel better?” He asked. You frowned.

“You’re gonna get sick.” You replied. He shrugged.

“You think I care? Come on, let your boyfriend take care of you.” He insisted. You rolled your eyes with a smile and moved to the side.

“Fine, but don’t let it be said that I didn’t warn you.” You said as you closed the door. He set his bag on the couch as you began to walk up the stairs.

“Hey, where you going?” He called after you.

“Going to put pants on!” You called back. Yes. You weren’t wearing any pants. You were home alone and sick, okay?

“Or, you could just not wear pants.” He said as he walked to the stairs and leant on the banister. You laughed.

“Nice try, Harrington.” You replied. You walked to your room and decided on a simple pair of (f/c) pajama shorts. You slowly made your way back down and smiled as you saw Steve setting up a movie.

“What’re you putting on?” You asked as you fastened the blanket around you. He turned slightly before pushing in the VHS.

“Terminator.” He replied. You groaned.

“That movie was kinda trash, Steve.” You said as you made your way to the couch. He gasped.

“Take that back! Take it back right now! Terminator was a masterpiece!” He argued. You scoffed as you sat on the couch.

“Okay.” You said sarcastically. He stuck his tongue out and sat next to you. He grabbed some blanket and placed it on his shoulder. You adjusted it slightly, moving it so it covered your leg. After a few minutes, he pulled it onto himself, inevitably pulling it off you.

“Damn it, Steve! Stop hogging all the blanket!” You shouted, yanking it completely off him. He turned his head to you.

“You know, you’re a jerk.” He said. You shrugged and bundled yourself in the blanket, leaving him with nothing. He sighed and grabbed you by the waist. You began to protest but stopped when he placed you in his lap. He unwrapped you from the blanket and placed it on top of you, causing it cover both of you.

“Better?” He whispered. You turned to the screen.

“Maybe.” You replied. He laughed and kissed your cheek, turning back to the movie.

[maddestzoomer]

the arcade

request from anonymous - Could you do a Steve imagine where he introduces you to the party and y’all are dating

warnings - there aren't any :)

word count - 1.2k

a.n. - i had a lil trouble writing this in the beginning, but once i got started, it became hella fun! i still low-key suck at writing concepts when there's more than like- three people involved lmao, but this was fun! i think this is such a sweet lil concept, and i hope you think so as well :)

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It was a beautiful September day in Hawkins, one that had thick white clouds that looked like dollops of whipped cream in front of a wildly blue background.

There the two of you sat, hand in hand, hair being blown around thanks to the windows being down. The earliest fall perfume filled your lungs, still laced with the smell of flowers. It was enough to bring a small curl to your lips.

Today was going to be good, you could just feel it.

Steve had told you today was the day for you to "meet some people"- which you incorrectly assumed meant it was time to meet the parents. Which definitely wouldn't be a bad thing given the two of you have been dating for a few weeks now.

When he pulled up in front of an arcade, you couldn't help but frown as you looked over to him.  "What are we doing here?" You ask with a small, confused smile playing at your lips.

"Well," Swiftly, Steve backed into a parking spot with a small smile of his own "This is where you're gonna meet those people I talked about earlier. Just some friends I want you to know." He said simply

"You're being so cryptic," You say with a light, airy chuckle and the tiniest of smirks playing at your lips. He hadn't answered any of your questions today- but that was alright. You trusted him.

Steve turned the car off, glancing to you with a smile before leaning in to gently peck your lips with his own soft ones.

He'd decided against outright telling you he was friends with a bunch of fourteen-year-olds, and that he'd basically saved the world a cool couple of times with their help. He figured shit like that would take time- and that this was the first step.

There was a small part of him that worried about your reaction. He already cared so incredibly deeply for you that, if you were to negatively react to his friends or his past, it would simply destroy him. He was letting you into a new part of his life, which gave you a specific power, one he worried about.

Soon enough, the two of you were walking from the car. On the small of your back, Steve's hand softly lingered, a gentle reminder that he was with you and that you were with him.

He opened the door for you, allowing for you to walk in before him. The arcade was busier than you'd expected it would be, filled with kids trying to get their last days of summer fun before school resumed.

A shorter kid was the first to walk up to greet you, one that had curly light brown hair and an incredibly wide smile.

"Steve!"

"Dustin!"

You raised an eyebrow with a small smile as the two greeted each other, performing a sort of secret handshake that was probably inspired by Star Wars in one way or another.

Once the two were finished with their energetic greeting, another boy showed up. He looked to be the quiet type, with a small, pleasant smile and a bowl cut.

"Where is everyone? I have someone I want you guys to meet!" Steve said with a glad smile, pulling you close to him

The two boys looked your way, both wearing similarly wary smiles.

"I'm Y/N," you say, "Steve's significant other."

The boy you deemed to be named Dustin lit up, immediately sticking his hand out to shake. "Wow! Wait- Steve, this is Y/N?"

Softly, you chuckle, shaking his hand. You glanced at Steve, who was nodding with a stupidly proud smile on his face. "Yep!"

Soon, you and Dustin stop shaking hands. The boy with the bowl-cut gave you a small, almost shy wave with an again pleasant smile. "I'm Will."

"It's really nice to meet you both." You say with a small chuckle. You were a tiny bit confused, but not all that surprised. You could easily see Steve being these kid's older sibling figure.

"Alright- Where's Robin?" Steve asks, still with a smile.

"She's over there," Will pointed to a game titled Dig-Dug, where a tall girl stood, concentrating hard at the game before her with a few other kids surrounding her, cheering her on.

Steve again returned his hand to the small of your back, beginning to walk with you and the boys to where the girl named Robin stood, accompanied by a few other kids.

"Hey, Robin!" Steve called.

You knew of Robin, mostly considering it was a small town and she went to school with you.

She glanced to Steve, then did a double-take when she saw you at her side. Already, a smile was pulling to her lips. Sadly though, she stared a bit too long, and she died in her game.

That wasn't a problem though, given she was already walking towards the two of you.

"Is /this/ your Y/N?" She asked, a genuinely kind and interested smile on her lips.

"Yes, it is." Steve said, glancing to you.

You smile softly and give her a small wave "Hi, Robin." You greet lightly

Suddenly, a few kids around Dustin & Will's age appeared at Robin's side. You'd seen these kids riding around town before- except for one kid. A girl with doe eyes and brown locks, a timid, small frown forming on her face.

"This is Y/N." Steve explained, noticing the confused glances some of the kids shared with one another.

You smiled softly as the redhead lit up. "We have heard a lot about you." She said with a small chuckle.

"I'm Max. And that's Lucas, that's Mike, and that's El." She pointed to each person as she said their names, each one flashing you a small smile. Except for that El girl. She looked a bit uncomfortable, but still friendly.

"It's really nice to meet you guys," You say with a smile. "This might be a dumb question but.." You paused with a small chuckle. "how do you all know Steve?"

"Babysitting." Explained Dustin, causing the other kids to nod in agreement. It seemed a bit odd to you that this many teens would need babysitting, but you didn't question it.

-

The two of you stayed at the Arcade for an hour or so longer, talking and playing games. Steve absolutely sucked at each game he attempted, almost comically so. He really seemed to be enjoying himself though, smiling the entire time.

It was only when Steve ran out of quarters that you all said your goodbyes, telling that you'll see one another again soon, probably to do more babysitting.

As the two of you walked out, hand in hand, Steve glanced to you. "So, what do ya' think?"

You smiled and shrugged, beginning to swing your hands "I had a good time. Maybe next time you babysit, I'll come with."

[l1tw1ck]

Writelist

I write: AFAB Characters & AMAB Characters (genderfluid, cis male, ftm, non-binary, and any masc-aligned gender)

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I will not write bottom reader for anybody not listed above

Fandoms I write for

feel free to ask if I would write for any fandom not listed here

The fandoms I've been asked about but don't write for: AOT, COD, Twilight, Sk8, JJK, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss,

Genshin Impact

All Male Characters (Mondstadt to Sumeru + Harbingers + Dainsleif)

My Hero Academia

Class 1-A, Aizawa, LOV, Monoma, Tamaki, Mirio, Shinso, Enji Todoroki

Danganronpa

All male characters in Trigger Happy Havoc and Goodbye Despair

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers, Argyle, Jim Hopper, Billy Hargrove

Haikyuu

Kenma Kozume, Testuro Kuroo, Karasuno Volleyball Team, Keishin Ukai, Oikawa

The Disastrous Life of Saiki Kusuo

Saiki, Kaido, Kuboyasu, Saiko

Twisted Wonderland

Idia, Lilia, Leona, Malleus, Jack, Vil, Rook

Detroit Become Human

Markus, Connor

Obey Me

The Demon Brothers, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon, Barbatos

FNAF

Michael Afton & Michael Schmidt, William Afton

Monster Prom

Scott Howl, Damien LaVey, Liam De Lioncourt, Oz, Brian Yu

Stardew Valley

Shane, Sebastian, Alex, Demetrius, Kent, Harvey, Elliott, Sam

Horror & Slasher

Michael Myers, Ghostface (Danny Johnson, Stu, Billy), Dwight Riley, Losers Club (1990, 2019), Patrick Bateman, Kurt Kunkle, John Doe, Chad Meeks-Martin, Wes Hicks, Ethan Landry

Bungou Stray Dogs

Atsushi Nakajima, Osamu Dazai, Doppo Kunikida, Ranpo Edogawa, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Chuuya Nakahara

One Punch Man

Genos, Speed o Sound Sonic

Hunter x Hunter

Kurapika, Leorio, Feitan

Harry Potter

Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Tom Riddle, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black

Honkai Star Rail

Caelus, Dan Heng, Sampo, Welt, Jing Yuan, Gepard, Luocha, Blade, Luka, Argenti, Veritas Ratio, Gallagher, Sunday, Aventurine, Boothill

Marvel

Spider-Man (Raimi, TASM, MCU, Insomniac, Miguel, Peter B. Parker, Hobie Brown), Spider-Noir, Tony Stark, Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Harry Osborn, Eddie Brock, Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Deadpool,

Scott Pilgrim

Scott Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Gideon Graves, Matthew Patel, Wallace Wells, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Todd Ingram

Supernatural

Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester

The Amazing Digital Circus

Jax, Caine, Kinger

Dungeon Meshi

Laios, Chilchuck, Senshi, Kabru, Mithrun

Gravity Falls

Stanford Pines, Stanley Pines, Bill Cipher

Naruto

Naruto, Sasuke, Kakashi, Gai, Rock Lee, Shikamaru, Iruka

Misc

Bruce Wayne, Edward Nygma (The Batman), Clark Kent (MAWS), Jimmy Olsen (MAWS), James (Pokémon), Arven (Pokémon), Joel Miller (TLOU), Leon Kennedy, Luis Sera, Stein (Soul Eater), Spirit (Soul Eater), Reigen Arataka, Link, Omni Man

[beautifulblooms]

Can I request a Steve X byers male reader ,where the reader SA at a party and began to distance himself for everyone even his family (this can be set up if the Byers family never left Hawkins) and Everyone was worried cause every time they tried to speak to him he’ll just walk over or runaway an how he’ll be squirming in his sit every time he sit down anywhere.Joyce will be the first to find out cause she went through his room and found his diary about it ?  and he ending up inviting everyone in his home and tell them why he been acting weird and Steve comfort the reader and cuddle him until he fall asleep. (Feel free to not write this if not comfortable)

You're Not Alone Here Babe - Steve Harrington x Male!Byers!Reader

Male!Reader, he/him, this is quite honestly something I can really relate to, I as someone who's been a victim of un-consensual touches/sexual assault would like to say that anyone who has experienced this is not alone, it is sadly very common, and it is a very serious thing that happens which most people take far too lightly. On that note, this will be a hurt+comfort, and for my own sake the SA scene will be slightly glazed over, not ignoring it, just not vividly described. I hope those who relate to this can find a bit of solidarity and comfort in this, and just know that you are never alone. I kinda cut the last bit out where reader tells everyone what happened, but he does tell Steve and there’s some good fluff that happens afterwards.

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

Tags: @qthetherapist , @rlmt1 , @eddieverse , @alexs-playground @mazettns, @mother-dragon-and-her-hatchlings

SEXUAL ASSAULT WARNING PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!

I shouldn’t have come here, parties aren’t my thing and I really can’t fucking handle liquor either, there should be no reason I’m at this fucking house party, damn near black out drunk with someone hanging off me.

“C’mon (y/n), I know you like me to, just lemme kiss you, a few kisses won’t kill you.” I wanted to scream, shout at her to get off of me, I didn’t want kisses from someone else, I wanted Steve. I wanted my boyfriend, why can’t he be here when I need him, not like he can kiss me right now but that’s all I want. She made her way onto her toes, trying so desperately to drag me down to kiss my lips even in my drunken state I was able to keep my back plastered to the wall and stiff as a board.

“Just lean down for me, your lips must be so soft c’mon lemme kiss youuu.” Half her words were slurred and I could only half make out what she was saying. She must’ve realized I wasn’t gonna lean down and just began to kiss my neck, all the way around, lingering on my Adam's apple and trying to pull the collar of my shirt down to keep kissing down. She just kept going, we were literally on the back porch of the house, all I wanted was to sit down and sober up before driving myself home. Now here I was stuck pressed up against a wall being kissed up and down by a girl I didn’t even know.

“If you won’t lean down for me I guess I’ll lean down a lot more for you.” Fuck. Fuck no. I glance down, the only thing I can do while stuck here in my panic attack and anger. She’s on her knees in an instant, rubbing her face on my crotch and slowly reaching out the zipper.

“No please, don’t.” All I could mutter was “no”’s and “don’t”’s begging her to stop what she was doing.

“Please? Are you asking me all pretty to keep going?” She just kept going, then the back door slammed open, thank god someone was gonna help.

“The hell do you think you’re doing to him? Get off!” STEVE! Thank fuck it was Steve that came out and not someone else. He grabbed her hands and pulled her away from me, shoving her to the ground. I was so close to passing out that I almost fell onto Steve, simply throwing my hands around his shoulders.

“Please, get me home, I can’t stay here Steve.” My words were shakier than I wanted, his hand making its way up my back and resting on the back of my neck.

“I’ll get you home, just hang on a second.” He slowly let go and moved to pick me up bridal style, allowing me to drape an arm around his shoulders and bury my face in his shoulder. He walked around the outside of the house so no one saw us. Careful to place me in the passenger seat he whispered some stuff to me but I couldn’t really hear it. Hopping in the drivers seat he turned the key in the ignition, starting up his car and the hum of the engine lulled me to sleep quickly.

The next couple weeks we’re a blur, wake up, school, eat, sleep, repeat. Over and over and over again until all the while I was slowly distancing myself from everyone. My mom, brothers, Steve, everyone at school, I just stopped talking to everyone. They all still tried to talk to me, trying so hard but I just couldn’t talk back, as much as I wanted to tell them about what happened I just couldn’t. I felt so empty for days, not able to do anything but the cycle I had built after what happened.

“Baby, please, I don’t want to force you, I just want to know what happened and how to help you.” Steve was sat in front of me on my bed, holding my hands and begging me to tell him what she did to me.

“I- I can’t Steve, it hurts and I don’t want to remember it, but it’s all I can think about.” Looking down at our hands the moment from that night was on loop, almost like photos flashing in my mind of what she was doing.

“Hey, baby, I’m not forcing you, you don’t have to tell me, I just want to help you that’s all. That’ll be easier if you tell me what’s going on in that cute little noggin of yours, okay? Tell ya what, how about we go get some ice cream, chill on the hood of my car off by lovers lake, and we just take a day for us yeah?” He always knew exactly what to say to me to cheer me up, I just nodded my head along to what he said and stood up. It was a short drive to the ice cream parlor, Steve let me get whatever I wanted, and as promised we took an even shorter drive to lovers lake and sat on the hood of his car. We didn’t even talk for a while, just admiring the lake and the sounds of nature all around us. Maybe this was the right time, a place I love, next to the man who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I took a deep breath before trying my best to formulate the words.

“She assaulted me, I-I mean she um, she wanted to make out with me but I didn’t want it so she- she um,” I had to take another shaky breath before continuing, the tears starting to blur my vision, “She just kept kissing on my neck, and down my chest and I think she was gonna…suck me off or something I really don’t want to think abo-“ Steve just grabbed me and pulled me into his arms, not even worried about me finishing the last part of what I was trying to tell him.

“I’m so sorry, I’m sorry that I wasn’t paying attention to you enough that you got pulled into that by her. I shouldn’t have brought you to that party, I don’t need a party to have fun with my boyfriend, all I need is you.” The tears that were threatening to spill did, gushing down my cheeks and drenching Steve’s button up as my hands clenched the back of it. Sobs racked my whole body and I wasn’t able to focus on anything but what Steve was whispering in my ears and his hands rubbing up and down my back. We stayed like that for a while before my tears finally stopped, but I still held onto Steve, too comfortable to let go. It still hurts, and I don’t think I’ll ever forget it, but at least I can know that I have someone who understands, someone who cares about me and will keep me safe.

[bugnirvana]

what’s up! List of stuff I’m thinking abt writing rn (x=romantic, &=platonic)

will byers (s4) x ftm(passing) autistic reader oneshot thing(this is just a self insert basically. not going to use my name thougj lol)

mike wheeler x male reader headcanon things idk

eddie munson & younger reader headcanons (finished!)

robin buckley & steve harrington & reader (probably also headcanons)(idk I just love robin and her and steve’s dynamic)

more will byers x reader headcanons

eddie munson x reader headcanons

dustin henderson & reader (idk what I’m gna write here but i want it to have something to do with the snowball)

over all I find headcanons a LOT easier to do than make little fics. I can’t really write very well? I write exactly how I speak so I literally cannot write well. Do y’all like the little partitions? i think they’re cute but it just depends on what the people want to see from my little silly ideas. Will probably add more soon lol. What would the people like to see?

Edit: I realized that I didn’t specify, all of these (even unspecified) are mainly for masc readers, but if you’ve put in a request already after seeing this post and didn’t specify what pronoun set or anything to use I just set default to non-binary!

[graveincarnate]

WELCOME! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

As of right now, this page is dedicated to all sorts of fanfiction! I write x readers, canon ship fics, etc! I have five main fandoms that I stick to, but odds are if you request something else I’ll give it a shot too; if i’ve seen the source material of course.

PAUL DANO CINEMATIC UNIVERSE:

Klitz (The Girl Next Door)

Dwayne Hoover (Little Miss Sunshine) ~ NO NSFW!

Edward Nashton (The Batman)

Calvin Weir-Fields (Ruby Sparks)

Brian Wilcox (Fast Food Nation)

Martin Blythe (The Emperor’s Club) ~ NO NSFW!

Thaddius (The Ballad of Jack and Rose)

Paul Sandow (The King)

Don/Light (Light and the Sufferer)

Eli Brooks (The Girl Next Door)

SHIPS:

Klitz & Eli

Riddlebat (Bruce and Edward)

I’ve seen all of Paul’s filmography so if there’s a character not listed here that you’re looking for, I’m still open to writing them! These are just the ones that I feel most comfortable writing.

STRANGER THINGS:

Eddie Munson

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley ~ WLW ONLY

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Mike Wheeler ~ NO NSFW

Will Byers ~ NO NSFW, MLM ONLY

Max Mayfield ~ NO NSFW

Jim Hopper

Fred Benson

Chrissy Cunningham

SHIPS:

Jancy (Jonathan and Nancy)

Stancy (Steve and Nancy)

Mileven (Mike and Eleven)

Byler (Will and Mike)

Lumax (Max and Lucas)

Steddie (Steve and Eddie)

IT:

Eddie Kaspbrak

Richie Tozier

Beverly Marsh

Stanley Uris

SHIPS:

Reddie (Richie and Eddie)

Benverly (Ben and Beverly)

Stenbrough (Stan and Bill)

Stanlon (Stan and Mike)

No nsfw for when they’re kids, obviously, but I am flexible with high school and college settings if that’s what you’re after. Regarding adult era, obviously nsfw is okay! Just please specify which era you want when requesting.

THE QUARRY:

Dylan (MLM ONLY)

Ryan

Emma

Abigail

Jacob

Laura

Kaitlyn

Nick

SHIPS:

Dylan and Ryan

Abigail and Emma

Jacob and Emma

UNTIL DAWN:

Sam

Josh

Ashley

Chris

Jessica

Matt

Emily

Mike

REQUESTS AND BOUNDARIES:

Requests will always be open, here’s a short list of things I will write and won’t write. I hope it’ll be helpful when requesting!

WILL WRITE:

Headcanons, fics, drabbles, oneshots, etc.

Fluff, platonic, nsfw/nsft, and anything else in-between.

Things involving drugs, preferably just marijuana, but I’ll consider harder substances if asked.

Any sort of kink, I have a few exceptions which will be featured in the ‘won’t write’ section. Anything else is free reign.

I’ll consider topics including self harm or other things of that matter, but if I feel the request is romanticizing or glamorizing mental illness it won’t be accepted. It’s important to me that depictions like that are accurate.

Female, male, and non-binary/gender neutral readers. I normally keep everything gender neutral just for more inclusivity, but if asked specifically I’ll accommodate. When requesting please specify afab or amab! If not specified I’ll try to keep it ambiguous, or offer both.

WON’T WRITE:

Kinks including: Any sort of non-con, pee, scat, or snuff. Really anything involving bodily fluids or intense violence.

Requests with names or anything specific, I want to be as inclusive as possible so anything that’s specific to a single person will be denied!

Things involving abuse of any kind (sexual, physical, emotional)

Any sort of fic about real people, this is non-negotiable!

Incest or any other taboo subject.

Please don’t be afraid to request something! I’m always itching to write and will be more than happy to write something for you!

[zaraquinn]

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new writing requests are open! this WILL BE PINNED on my this blog (my writing blog) before any posts if you are interested! when this is NOT PINNED, that means requests are CLOSED.

send your requests in my inbox (request a genius idea tab on desktop) !

search: masterlist on my blog or, go to my bio where my masterlist is linked for my previous works to fill the void while new works are being written and published !

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º writing requests rules and such º

if you want to request anything, send it through my inbox (see above)! i will get to most of it, but for now, it has to be anything stranger things (tv series). if it is anything else, i might not do it, only because that is not what i am asking for––that being said, that doesn’t mean i won’t do it. i might get to it if i make another writing request post for that fandom (if you view around my blog and masterlist post, you’ll see what fandoms i’m in) i will get to it.

i might not get to every request related to the fandom if there is too much–-i will always let any user know if i decide to not do their request(s) or not.

although an exception is me not answering your request means two things:

writing takes longer nowadays then it used to, only because i am a college student, so please bear with me on your requests! again, unless i already replied to your ask early on (saying i can’t do your request for ‘xyz’ circumstances), then they are in the works.

i’m just inactive on my writing blog and life has taken over me.

usually, i make the post of your request and tag you plus answer your request with a link to the post i made for it :) (double notification gang)

i do not write male character x male!reader (only because i am not a male), but i do write non-binary and gender neutral upon request.

i finally found the guts to now write nsfw/smut material, so that is open! but don’t worry, for those who don’t want smut works, i enjoy writing fluff, angst and everything else just as much (if not a lil more ;) ) !

no copying any words or my work! being inspired is okay, and sharing it is even fine––as long as it leads back to the post it originated from in my blog. reblogging your review or even commenting your review on the post is the best way to share and show some love :)

i don’t really do tags on requests on posts if it was a series, but if requested, i certainly will tag you in it!

feel free to dm me for any specific requests, writing help and other things related to stranger things and writing!

i will mainly write for steve harrington, billy hargrove, eddie munson, johnathan byers, 001/peter ballard/henry creel, & dmitri (enzo) antonov! but i will also do any robin buckley, or nancy wheeler also upon request! any requests including the kids will also be accepted too (except for smut because obviously). [my main ones i am most comfortable writing for are in bold]

happy requesting !

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REQUEST GUIDELINES/FANDOM LIST:

last update: 03.01.2022 2nd August, 2022 14th November, 2022 1st April, 2024

If you want to request something pls give me some more or less specific ideas or a few prompts (link for prompt list).

I'll automatically do platonic relationship and they/them pronouns if it's not specified.

Also, english isn't my first language you've been warned.

What I don't take requests for:

Stuff i might write if im in the mood but probably won't ( There are always going on be warnings ofc)

smut

suggestive stuff

toxic relationships (might appear in a criminal minds fic or something like that, never romantizised)

darkfics

arguments

enemies to lovers

What I don't write in general:

romantizised toxic relationships

rape, incest, pedophilia, age gap (teacher/student as well) etc.

romance for characters under 14 y/o

male reader x lesbian character or female reader x gay character

about poc/trans/mlm struggles - they are obviously very very real but i am white and sapphic (not saying i won't write about characters that are any of these things, i'll do my best to make the reader gender, race, body size etc inclusive.)

What I write:

Character(s) x reader

Gender Neutral/Non-binary!, Female!, Male!reader. Obv gender ≠ pronouns but it's th

Mixed pronouns (ex. they/she), THEORETICALLY neo pronouns?

Background ships

AUs (SOULMATES!!!)

Crossovers (read fandom list)

Platonic, romantic, unspecified or familial relationship

Fandoms/characters:

Star Wars:

Romantic: Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala, young!Obi-wan,

Ahsoka Tano, Asajj Ventress, Bariss Offi, Rex, Echo, Fives,

Cal Kestis,

Kanan Jarrus, Hera Syndylla, Sabine Wren,

Jyn Erso, Cassian Andor,

Din Djarin, Fenec Shnad,

Rey Skywalker, Finn

+more

Platonic: Everyone above, Obi-wan Kenobi, The Bad Batch, The ghost crew, Grogu,

Won't write: Ben Solo/Kylo Ren, Hux

Ships: Anidala, Barrisoka, Kanera, Finnpoe

Knowledge: All movies, almost all shows/cartoons (except Resistance), books - Master and apprentice, games - started JFO and (barley) SWTOR

Marvel:

Romantic: Miles Morales, Gwen Stacy, Hobie Brown, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanov, Wanda Maximoff, Kate Bishop

Platonic: Everyone above, Peter B Parker, Yelena Belova,

Stranger things:

Romantic: Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Max Mayfield (s4!), Lucas Sinclair (s4!), Chrissy Cunningham, Barbara Holland rip, Jonathan Byers, Eddie Munson + more

Platonic: Everyone above, Max (all seasons), Lucas (all seasons), Will Byers, Dustin Henderson, El Hopper, Erica Sinclair, Joyce Byers, Jim Hopper, Murray Bauman, Alexei Smirnoff, Dmitri 'Enzo' Antonov, Yuri Ismailov,

Won't write: Billy

Ships: Jopper, Lumax, Elmax, Ronance, Robin/Vickie, Steddie

Knowledge: up to season 4, none books

Arcane:

Romantic: Vi, Jinx, Ekko,

Platonic: Everyone above, almost everyone else

Ships: CaitVi

Knowledge: season 1

Avatar: the last air bender

Please include if you want the reader to be a bender (and what kind) or not

R: Zuko, Suki, Sokka, +more

P: Everyone above, the gaang, Iroh,

Ships: Suki/Sokka, Zukka,

Knowledge: All seasons, almost all comics, live action

The legend of Korra:

R/P: Most characters

Won't write: Kuvira

Ships: Korrasami,

Knowledge: All seasons, all comics

The Dragon Prince:

R: Claudia, Rayla, Soren, Corvus

P: Everyone above, Ezran, Callum, Amaya, Harrow, Gren,

Ships: All canon ships, Sorvus

Knowledge: up to season 4

Sherlock Holmes:

BBC:

R/P: Most characters

Ships: Johnlock, Mystrade,

Enola Holmes:

R/P: Enola,

Criminal minds:

R/P: Elle Greenway, Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss

Knowledge: Watching season 6

Heartstopper:

R/P: Most characters, comic or show.

Won't write: Harry and Ben.

Ships: All canon ships; Imogen x me😍 /hj

Knowledge: Comic: 7-13; show: season 1

The Blacklist:

R: Elizabeth Keen, Donald Ressler, Aram Mojtabai, Alina Park,

P: Everyone above, Harold Cooper, Tom Keen, Raymond Redington, Dembe Zuma, Kate Kaplan, Agnes Keen

Knowledge: Season 9