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samgelina-jolie · 1 year
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Sleepy boys.
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marthaskane · 2 years
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#FAMILY
STRANGER THINGS (2016- ) ↳ Stranger Things 4, Vol 1
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onstrangerthighs · 1 year
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st5-bylaurien · 1 year
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Jonathan Byers
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mxrvelouscreations · 2 years
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while at the drive in theater,  muses forego watching the movie to have sex - Jonathan and Eddie
Jonathan had been a total surprise to Eddie. While Nancy and Steve had been growing closer once again, he had found a bond with the older Byers boy. They had hung out a few times, smoked together, shared music tastes with each other. Hell they had made out a few times but nothing had gone any further. At least not until tonight. They had been in Jonathan’s car and at first, it had been like any normal night. Then before Eddie knew it, they were in the back of the car, Jonathan on top of him as they made out and tugged at each other’s clothes. “You really wanna do this here?” he asked, wanting to make sure he was ok with it first.
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M/F SMUT MEME. ; 2A. FROM JONATHAN.
Oh Jonathan was one hell of a tease. She was already soaked from them kissing and petting each other, yet here he was, teasing her by rubbing his cock against her folds. She was doing her best to keep her legs up, though they were a tad shaky already. Letting out a soft whine, she gazed up at him and muttered, “please will you fuck me? I need you...” 
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hawkinsborne · 2 years
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@phantasmagcrical​ asked:  interesting, now leave me alone.” -- from Jon Not Accepting || Meme
     There's a raise of a single eyebrow at Jonathan's words. How long had it been since the other had moved to California? How long had it been since Steve had left Hawkins for an actual vacation that wasn't with is own parents? The sun felt amazing on his skin and the air was different than back home. California had a more relaxed feel compared to Hawkins and Steve understood the lull of it. Besides, pretty people walking around all the time? Who could complain about such a thing?
    "Damn, we just met back up and you're already telling me to leave?" Steve pauses, running his left hand through his hair as he looks to the other. "Here I was hoping for a *Hey Steve! How's Hawkins? How's your shitty job? Thanks for coming to visit!*." Steve jokes, of course, a small shake of his head follows as his hand falls back to his side, his gaze never leaving the photographer.
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     "What all do you do here, anyways? Besides hang out with some gorgeous people? Have you seen any famous ones?"
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musicalchaos07 · 9 months
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Not me checking your tumblr blog every few hours for Spidey Jon updates
Here's an opening paragraph to tie you over anon!
Jonathan Byers is running late. He doesn’t mean to be and he was on time. He managed to get out of work early to pick up a record from the store and was on his way home. But then Steve insisted they had to go see some movie and he spent the better part of a half hour trying to get out of that. And he still would’ve been on time if the subway hadn’t stopped. Ok so maybe that was less of an issue for him than it would be for someone else. A sneak out of the emergency exit and he was back on his way to Brooklyn. Swinging through tunnels isn’t ideal but it beats the lecture he’ll get if he shows up late to family dinner. He quickly changes back into his sweater to make his exit at fiftieth street. His phone buzzes as he jogs up the stairs, he’s surprised when it’s his mom asking for him to pick up candles instead of demanding to know where he is. He pops into a nearby store to pick up the candles and a card for his present. Instead, he finds poor old Mr. Katz being held up, so much for being on time for dinner.
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svvy2003 · 5 months
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My top 10 Ships of 2023 (Random order)
Hellcheer
Madney
Bathena
Henren
Camilly
Karengraham
Warren and Lisa
Jancy
Jopper
Robin and Vickie
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samgelina-jolie · 11 months
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AU where Billy shows up at the Byers new house in s4 with no explanation like:
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@flashwaves 🕊📸
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strangersequel · 2 years
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Penélope “Penny” Kline
↳ Material Girl by Stranger Sequel
If Hawkins were a monarchy, Penny Kline would be QUEEN. There isn't a person in town who doesn't know his name. But her perfect life is threatened when a monster from another dimension attacks one of her friends before her eyes. Having her sanity questioned and her social throne shaken due to the inconsistencies of the narrated story, Penny embarks on a strange adventure in search of revenge alongside the last people she wanted to get close to: Bellamy Hopper and Jonathan Byers.
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onstrangerthighs · 1 year
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mxrvelouscreations · 1 year
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“Fuck me until I can’t think.” - Jack & Jonathan
“Wow, that certainly wasn’t what I was expecting from you Byers when you asked me to meet you here,” Jack replied, laughing a little as he looked the other over. “Are you sure? This isn’t like... a drunken prank or anything, you really want this?” 
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soemotional · 1 year
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𝐀𝐈𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌
𝐖𝐇𝐎: max mayfield & jonathan byers ( @bowie-byers​​​ ) 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓: following the Explosive july 4th carnival of 1988 and being trapped in the house of mirrors by the doppelganger, max mayfield has been some problems with expressing her anger. 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: the alley behind melvald’s, summer of ‘88
after vecna, max made certain she would be in a position where she never felt helpless again, but this fucking...doppelganger creature made sure to spite that plan. it had been two years, she had toppled high school more or less, so why now? worse than feeling like her anger was morphing her into the shape of her dead step-brother was the feeling that came with knowing she hadn’t been where it happened to help her friends. she thought spending a week sleepless between the hospital and house calls would absolve her, but it didn’t. it was constant nightmares, being unable to stand the sight of herself in the mirror, fucking off to the woods to scream, avoiding her friends, rinse, and repeat. 
it had been a small incident, really. max hated her boss at the hawk, anyone who saw her at work could see that, but something snapped in her when he mentioned tardiness and max walked out of the job with the colorful parting remark of: shove these ticket stubs up your ass and pop some kernels up there too! it had been stupid, and rash, and there was no way all of their bills were getting paid with her unemployed. as her board thumped over each imperfection in the pavement, her inner monologue chanted along with it-- stupid, stupid, stupid. “ugh!” she yelled, hopping off, picking up her skateboard, and making way for the alley. max wasn’t sure if she was looking for a person to pick a fight with or a miracle, but she settled on a discarded tv. immediately, she began to bash it with her board, “stupid! fucking! billy!” like always, things seemed to circle back to being his fault. but it quickly devolved into rantings that were a little more relevant, “stupid! fucking! monsters!” max tossed her board aside and began stomping the screen in with her foot, not caring if it cut up her legs. maybe they could match her hands, “stupid! fucking! max!” she was near screaming as she hopped on the demolished television, “i hate you!” max wasn’t sure who she hated in this situation, just the world, maybe.  when the television was sufficiently destroyed, she was panting over the wreckage, swiping her hair from her face. to her left, she heard a shuffling and instantly tensed. luckily when she turned, it was just jonathan with a trash bag and in his work clothes. max hadn’t spoken to him since the hospital, but felt compelled to make the scene look more normal, “jonathan, hey.” she huffed, combing her hair back again, trying to look casual as she explained, “uh...my tv broke.” nice, max. 
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