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Tell Me No Secrets: Chapter 1

Pairing: Steve Harrington X Reader X Billy Hargrove

Begins in Season 2.

Summary: You thought you escaped the world of science experiments and torture when you walk out of that lab. However, high school has other plans, somehow you end up as unlikely friends and love interests to the two most desired boys in school. Not to mention monsters from another dimension and a little girl named El from your past that just won’t seem to leave you alone. Maybe that lab wasn’t as bad as you thought, at least there people left you alone. 

Chapter 1: The Odd Day

At age five you could read minds.

By the age of six years old you had already learned how to deceive the men working for the lab. Nobody would ever suspect a small child learning such a thing and yet you were no ordinary child. 

By age seven you had learned how to manipulate the minds of the men around you with a few words.

By age eight they had caught onto what you were doing and made it so you couldn’t talk. You knew you had to be smarter and sneakier.

By age nine you figured out you could make them bend to your will with a touch. Nobody touches you anymore.

By ten you could make them bend to your will with a thought if you concentrated hard enough.

By eleven you knew you had to make them forget.

It took three whole years.

At age fourteen, you made them forget. Then you disappeared.

The man is in his 40s and balding with a round belly and white lab coat. You gaze at him almost in boredom as he deletes your files from the computer and the surveillance footage. You had been eating away at every mind in the facility for the past few weeks. Your plan is foolproof. When he is finished you know you need to do one more thing. You have him lead you to Martin Brenner. You follow him into the room before you make the man before you collapse into an unconscious state. Brenner gets up at the sudden disturbance and gazes at you in shock. You tilt your head in contemplation before you open your hand indicating you want the file. You watch as his eyes glaze over and he reaches in his desk for your file. 

He goes to hand you the file and you grasp his hand making the man freeze.

“You are to forget me. You will never think of me again. You will forever leave me alone.”

You turn on your heel and walk away. After years of reading the minds of the workers and studying their every move within the lab you knew your way out. For a moment, guilt washes over you as you hear the forlorn yells a little girl as she screamed for her ‘Papa.’ That man is not her papa and you want to take her with you, as bad as it is in here, you know little of out there and that world is no place for a child of ten. 

You do a sweep of the lab making sure you haven’t forgotten anything. The gloves they forced onto you in order to control you, now just help you not to leave any traces behind. When you get to the guards you have them wipe all the new surveillance footage before you wipe their minds and walk casually out of the gates and into the forest.

You understand the concept of family. You had seen them in the minds of the men. You saw happiness and love in family. You saw safety and security. 

You walk through the woods until you get to a road. Since you don’t have a car you just start walking. 

You aren’t sure how much time has passed when a car comes speeding toward you but you’re surprised when a familiar face is staring back at you. Melanie Summers is a labtech at the facility and someone whose memory you had a harder time of erasing. 

“Get in,” She says with finality. 

You regard her for a moment and wonder if you should trust her. A gentle probe of her mind and you know.

You get into the car and she rushes off down the road. 

“I can’t believe you actually made it out….” she says more to herself than you, “How did you do it?”

You regard her silently for a moment. You had spent years muzzled like a rabid animal so you couldn’t speak. They didn’t talk to you. Melanie had been the only one to treat you like a person. She had lost a child and apparently you reminded her of her daughter. 

“I plan for long time.”

She nods in understanding, “Where are you going to go?”

“Anywhere that is not there.”

Talking hurts too much so the next time she asks a question you just shrug your shoulders. Perhaps you should be more grateful to this woman who is risking her life to help you, or maybe you should leave and never return. ‘I’ll stay with her until I know where to go, then I’ll leave…’

That had been the plan anyway. That had been three years ago now and now high school almost made you want to go back to the lab. Teenagers are cruel and your odd mannerisms had made you quite the target for snide remarks and judgement. Imagine going to high school and knowing exactly what everyone thinks about you. 

Mostly echoes of ‘freak’ or ‘weirdo’ haunt your mind through every interaction. Every minute thing about your appearance and mannerisms to the fact that you are smart attracted the disdain of your peers.

You had somehow garnered teachers pet status due to your intelligence and your boredom. Well, perhaps not that last bit…

This is why you get paired up with Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington in your science class. This makes you want to actually poke your eyes out with a spork. The plastic ones from the cafeteria… spork. 

You heave a sigh as you glance to your right and roll your eyes at the male sitting next to you as he tries to balance a pencil on his upper lip. 

“So what are we doing?” He asks eventually when you don’t offer to speak to him. 

You turn and look over at him before you shrug and continue to look through your science book. 

‘Great… I got stuck with the freak… I hope she doesn’t go all Carrie on everyone…’ 

You heave another sigh at the thought that drifts from his mind. You shake the thought away as you turn from him and gaze out the window. You open your science book to a page about chemical reactions and slide it over to him. 

“I’ll handle it,” you say with finality before you close the book and stuff in your bag a moment before the bell rings. 

‘Like hell am I babysitting this overgrown child,’ you think to yourself as you get up and walk away. You ignore him as he shouts after you. 

“Look,” Steve says as he goes to grab your shoulder. 

You whip around and throw his hand off of you. 

“Don’t touch me.”

He holds his hands up as he takes a step back, “whoa… sorry… I just wanted to tell you I want to help.”

You regard him quietly for a moment, “if that’s what you wish.”

“Uhh it is?” He calls as he falls into step next to you. 

You just nod in acceptance.

“We should probably meet up then? You could come over and we could do the project at my place?”

You can practically feel the wince at the suggestion.

You just nod once again, “okay.”

“Okay cool… well… I’ll see you soon.”

You nod and watch as he rushes off down the hallway. 

You make your way to your next class quietly and feel a frown as the voices of the new student, Billy, and his cronies Tommy and Carol meet your ears. Billy hadn’t bothered with you, but Tommy and Carol love to make comments and shoulder check you as you walk down the hallways. Even better if you are holding books to knock from your hands. You had thought of using your powers on them multiple times, but you knew that while in Hawkins staying as far below the radar as you can is important.

“Billy! I don’t think you’ve met this… freak yet have you?” Tommy yells loud enough for you to hear as you go to pass them. Tommy makes it a point to step directly in your path. You regard him cooly for a moment before you make to get around him. You can see Billy out of the corner of your eyes watching the event unfold. Sure he’s handsome but his mind is angry. You made it a point to stay as far out of it as you could. Nothing good ever comes from minds like his.

You gaze back at Tommy in abject boredom and you make to get around him again. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” questions Carol in her shrill voice as she walks up to you. 

You turn towards her voice, “Away from you.”

You smirk at the outrage on her face as you attempt to get around the pair a second time. 

“What was th-”

“Let her pass,” A deep velvety voice cuts off Tommy.

The duo turn to regard their companion in confusion, “But Billy!”

“I said…” he says as his voice drops dangerously low, “Let her pass.”

You regard him in confusion as the words ‘fucking asshole,’ floats across his mind. 

“Thank you…” you say softly. 

He turns and nods at you as he continues to stare the other two down. You don’t stick around to see what happens next. You don’t question why, Billy Hargrove, the guy who seems hell bent on making Steve’s life a living nightmare would be nice to you. Then again, you aren’t the biggest fan of Steve Harrington anyway. He may be nicer now that he is dating Nancy Wheeler, but that doesn’t erase the past. 

You put the two males from your mind as you make your way to your final class of the day. Billy walks in a few moments before the bell and takes a seat in the back closest to the door. His gaze shows his boredom as he regards the English class with minimum attention. You don’t pay much mind to him and when class is over you head for the door. 

You are almost home free when you hear your name being called by none other than Steve Harrington. 

“So…. Would you be free this weekend to work on our project?”

“Why are you so excited about this?” you finally ask after a moment of being confused by the male’s presence. 

“I’m… not doing so hot in science and I need a good grade…. This is like what? Thirty percent of our grade? I figured this would help…”

You just nod in understanding, “We can work on it this weekend.” 

You say nothing more on the matter as you walk away from him. 

“Ok! Bye!” he yells after you, his discomfort obvious. 

You just hold your hand up to signal you heard him. 

You get out the doors in enough time to watch Billy peel out of the parking lot. You contemplate for a moment the fact that he had been somewhat decent to you today, but don’t dwell on it long. The walk back to your house is odd to say the least. You notice an odd group of kids speeding past you on their bikes. One child in particular catches your attention. 

‘It must be nothing… surely it’s nothing… it’s not back…he’s-’

Panic rolls around inside of his brain and as you regard him, you feel a presence you haven’t felt in 3 years. The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end and you resume your casual walk home, but this time just a little bit faster than before.

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Peter Parker’s Secret

Fandom: Avengers/Marvel Paring: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader Summary: Soooo I know I just wrote a Peter Parker fic…but I read all these imagines about a Stark!reader dating Spiderman and the Avengers find out and make fun of them for dating. BUT I wondered what would happen if things were turned around and if the Avengers didn’t know Peter was Spiderman, and are in shock because they thought the reader was just dating normal ol’ Peter Parker!

“So, when is Mr. Parker picking you up?” Steve asked eyeing you from the top of his coffee mug. “Is that question supposed to end with you cracking your knuckles? Because it sounds like that’s where you’re going,” you said shooting an equally skeptical look to the overprotective hero. “Cut her a break Steve,” Natasha said walking into the room with Sam. “You look cute Y/N.” “Oooh, is lover boy coming over today?” Sam teased. “No,” you said crossing your arms. You loved living with the Avengers, they had become like family. But you didn’t like your love life being Avengers business, they acted each date was some mission they were all studying for. And you dad was, of course, their leader.  “'Lover’ is a word I never want to hear in reference to my daughter’s boyfriend.” your dad entered the room, nodding to his teammates. “Sorry Tony,” Sam said smirking. Tony glancing over at you, “honey are you sure you don’t want to bring a sweater …or maybe just a long trenchcoat. I heard it’s going to rain.” You looked down at your sundress and then at the cloudless blue sky outside. “I think I’ll be ok,” you said sarcastically.  “What do we really know about this kid anyways?” Steve said, “He needs to be properly vetted.” “He’s not a supervillian or criminal mastermind Steve,” you said. But even as you rolled your eyes you felt a sense of anxiety behind your words. You knew full well Peter had abilities that were way beyond a regular human’s. “He’s just an ordinary teenage boy.”  “Exactly my point.” “Actually now that Steve mentions it…I’m pretty good at interroga- I mean vetting people.” Natasha offers. “NO!” As if on cue FRIDAY announced Peter’s arrival and you threw a warning glance at everyone before the door opened. “H-Hey guys,” Peter said waving to everyone. “Mr. Parker,” Tony acknowledged, wearing his terrifying I-already-know-everything-you’re-going-to-do-and-I-don’t-approve face. “M-Mr. Stark,” Peter moved to shake your dad’s hand. It was odd seeing them interact. You knew that despite his current demeanor, your dad actually liked Peter. He knew everything about Peter- he knew he was Spiderman and he knew that at his core, Peter was a great kid. It’s one of the reasons he recruited him, and why Tony continued to keep his identity a secret from the Avengers and SHIELD- he had some respect for Peter. And yet from the moment yours and Peters friendship turned into something more, Tony couldn’t help but act like an overbearing father. “She needs to be home by 10pm. No later, or I’m sending the Iron Legion after you.” It wasn’t a completely empty threat as Tony did have Steve and Bucky spy on you on your first date. You gave a mumbled ‘yes sir’ and dragged Peter out the door.  The moment you were out of the tower Peter stopped and pulled your face close to his. He kissed you deeply but gently, making your breath hitch in your throat. “I meant to tell you, you look beautiful today.” he said, giving you a smile that lit up his whole face. 

“I’m just saying, there’s something off about that Parker kid.” Sam said glaring at you and Peter as you laughed from the couch. The two of you were forcing Vision and Wanda to watch Star Wars, and were dying listening to their commentary. “Why does that man wear a mask?” Vision asked of Darth Vader, “Is he asthmatic, or is his respiratory system impaired?” Steve looked at Sam out of the corner of his eye, “like there’s something he’s not telling us.” “Exactly! Plus I feel like there’s something familiar about him. In his voice maybe? Or the way he tries to swagger around. Little punk.” “He snuck into the Tower the other night, pretty beat up.” The boys jumped at the sudden appearance of Natasha, “I saw Y/N meet him, panicked. She patched him up and sent him on his way.” Steve and Sam looked at her with renewed interest, “whatever you want to do,” she said, “I’m in.” The three decided to follow Peter home that night. But they only got a few blocks from Avengers Tower before Peter made a sharp turn into a dark alley.  “Ok, that’s not suspicious at all.” Sam said into their communication device.  “Stay with him.” Steve warned.  But when the three Avengers rounded the corner into the alley it was empty. Looking bewildered they peaked around dumpsters and checked doors to see if he slipped through one of them. But the only thing they found was a backpack, stuck between a brick wall and rusted fence.  “Is that Peter’s?” Natasha asked.  “More importantly what is it stuck with?” Sam said. Steve pulled at the white substance holding the backpack to the wall. “It’s like-like a web.” Steve looked up at his friends, backpack in hand and eyes wide. “NoO WAY!” Sam shouted.   “It can’t be” Natasha said breathlessly.

“I”m telling ya’ll, this kid is this Spiderman!” Sam whispered harshly to Nat and Steve.  They had all come back to the Tower after following Peter, unable to process what they saw. They couldn’t imagine how nervous, nerdy Peter Parker was the web-slinging, smack-talking hero they had faced in Berlin. This left them waiting to see if Peter came home with you from school, and debating how to reveal such a devastating secret. “More like Spider-boy. Kid probably doesn’t even know how to shave.” Nat said leaning across the kitchen island. “We have to tell Tony, he’s Y/N’s father. He deserves to know if she’s going to be swung around New York.” Sam insisted. “We can’t- we can’t say anything until we know for sure.” Steve said, “all we have is a backpack covered in webs-” Their conversation ended abruptly at the sound of your laughter. You and Peter walked into the kitchen, holding hands and giggling uncontrollably.  “O-oh, Sorry!” Peter apologized. “Hey guys! Whatcha doing?” you asked, breaking from Peter to walk over to the the counter and grab an apple. “Planning a top secret mission?” Steve noticed Peter eye them at the sound of the word ‘mission.’ “Just taking bets on how long your dad is going to go before hacking into SHIELD again. He caught wind that they put new firewalls up.” Nat lied effortlessly. You shrugged and turned to go, “Come on Peter.” “Where are you two off to?” Steve asked not really wanting to leave you alone with Peter. He didn’t know what was going on, but he knew he didn’t trust him. “Homework.” Peter said “Y/N is barely making it through Chemistry-ow!” You elbowed him, “you said you wouldn’t tell anyone!” You looked at the group, “please don’t tell my dad. I’m trying, it’s just- my brain isn’t wired like his.” “Plus,” you added out of lighthearted spite, “Peter is failing Literature, so I’m not the only one who needs help.” Peter looked at you, mouth agape in mock offense. You stuck out your tongue at him.  The two of you turned to leave and Sam got nervous. He had to do something. Without thinking he shouted “Hey Peter!” and threw the nearest item he could grab.  Before he heard Sam call his name Peter sensed the item hurtling towards the two of you. Instinctively and without even looking Peter reached up and caught the item mid air.  Everyone’s mouths dropped open in shock. Peter began to try and stutter out an explanation, his brown eyes wide with fear, but he couldn’t think of anything to say. His whole world was just exposed. “WHY DID YOU JUST THROW A KNIFE AT MY BOYFRIEND!?” Peter looked down and realized the item he was holding was a long kitchen knife, “What the hell dude?! Did you just try to kill me?” Peter exclaimed.  Steve and Natahsa also stared at Sam, not knowing whether to be more in shock over Peter or the fact that Sam had accidentally (on purpose) thrown a knife at a random teenager. “I-It was the first thing I could grab!” Sam shouted in his defense, “We caught him in an alley last night-well found his backpack and wanted to prove that he was…well something! And I didn’t want you to leave without figuring it out so I just threw something!” his words ran together in a panic. “I was trying to prove he was Spiderman!”  You stared at him in utter disbelief, “BUT WHAT IF HE WASN’T?!” you shouted.  “Yeah, not my best plan…” “Oh my God! I’m going to kill you!” you lunged at Sam but Peter grabbed you, holding you back. “You better run man.”

This is great

AU in which Bill targeted Stan instead of Ford and it worked out great.

Thanks to @korino21 for being full of great ideas

This was so sweet and wholesome

Family.

Hello! This is one of the most special things I ever wrote. Not only because it’s emotional, but also because it was requested by one of the sweetest people this blog gave me the pleasure to meet! I hope this was what you wanted, @purplerain85 ! Thank you for trusting me with this one!

Prompt: You’re a single mom to a little girl and Tom absolutely falls in love with both of you and wants to start a family.

Warnings: Besides wanting to have babies with Tom, none.

Ps: I know what you’re thinking. “Maria, are you going to give the exact same names to the children on every story??” Yes, I will. Fight me.

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Damn b, you really know how to make a tear jerker.

Coming to Term

A/N: Haven’t ever written a pregnancy fic or a Harrington-Reader fic. Lots of firsts! Hope it’s not terrible.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Harrington!Reader

Description: Anon requested: could you please do a billy Hargrove X Harrington reader imagine where the reader finds out she is pregnant with billy’s baby and she is scared to tell her brother And billy

Work Count: 5949

Complete Story Warnings: Mentions of Sex, Blood & Abuse

There it was, the dreaded circle in the vial you had gotten from the pregnancy test you’d bought three towns over and still said was for a friend. How could something so little, mean something so earth shattering? You let out a shaky sigh and checked the box for the third time, making sure you were right and you were. You put your face in your hands and let out a shaky breath.

“Fuck,” you whispered and felt yourself beginning to panic. Your mind raced as you tried to make some sort of plan in your head. You’d been sneaking around with your boyfriend Billy Hargrove for over a year. Not because of your parents but because of your brother. Steve did not approve of Billy, they hated each other. Their alpha male personalities did not leave room for understanding on either side.

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