Stranger Things with reader insert
Steve Harrington × reader(17 year old)
Arlo Harrington(OC) × reader(13 year old)
Season - 1 - completed ✅️
Season - 2 - completed✅️
This book is written from the perspectives of two readers: a 13-year-old and a 17...
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"It's your turn for Dig Dug."
Y/N POV:
"Let's do it," my sister said as I nodded and closed my eyes. "Search for people's minds," she instructed, and the darkness enveloped me as I entered the realm of the mind.
"Feel their thoughts, their memories," her voice echoed in the void.
I reached out, connecting with the consciousness of others. After a moment, I connected with one person who seemed to be quite distant.
"I've connected with Ms. Greeb," I reported.
"Wow, farther than last time," my sister exclaimed. "Now, tell me what she's thinking." I delved into Ms. Greeb's mind, exploring her thoughts.
"She's imagining herself and her boss... um, kissing," I hesitated.
"Come out of her mind immediately," my sister urged, and I snapped back to the void.
"I think this is enough for today. Open your eyes," my sister said, cleaning my nose as it was bleeding.
"You're improving a lot," she complimented, and I smiled at her. I had been practicing mind reading and mind controlling, attempting to search people's minds from afar.
"Are you tired?" she asked me.
"Not much," I replied.
"Y/S/N, Steve is on call," we heard Mom call from downstairs. A smile appeared on my sister's face as she stood up from the bed.
"Someone is in love," I teased, and she glared at me.
"Do you want to read his mind?" I asked her.
"Don't do that; that's an invasion of privacy," she said, and I raised my eyebrows as she paused. "Even though we're doing it on other people, it's for training."
My sister walked out of my room, and suddenly, my radio buzzed. I answered it.
"This is Arlo, Y/N, do you copy?" Arlo's voice came through the radio, and I smiled.
"Yes, I copy," I responded.
"Lucas and Dustin have six bucks, and I have some. What about you?" Arlo inquired, and my eyes widened because, amidst this training, I had totally forgotten.
"I don't know yet," I admitted. "Come to my house. Over and out."
I shut off the radio before letting him say anything else and began searching around my house for any spare change.
"I don't get much," I sighed as I got an idea. I knocked on my sister's room door and entered to find her on the phone, likely talking with Stiles.
"Hey, Y/S/N, I need some bucks for Hawkins Arcade," I asked, hoping she had a bit to spare.
