#dad!jonathan

[alwaysteveswife]

Hello can you accept this request of the prompts '2. We are locked in...' , '21.- I'm sorry', '37.- I was such a fool', '41.- How could you' and '48.- I'm never leaving you' for a Divorced!Jonathan Byers x Divorced!Reader (both with kids) fic in which they meet again at a High-school reunion in the 2000s, that is in a hotel and when they try to leave using the elevator, they get stuck there and start talking about their lives and their past when they used to be childhood friends until high school when reader started to change to be popular and left him, and they discuss many things until they made up when the elevator starts to work again, to finally they exchange number to keep in contact with each other.

A New Beginning | Jonathan Byers x Fem!Reader.

a/n: First of all, credits to my friend @alex-walker-86 because she helped me with the title 💕 and second, I LOVED this idea, I don't know who you are, but I adore you, kisses to your wonderful imagination 😘. I had to change the 48 a bit, to make it look good, hope you don't mind 😔.

Warnings: Jonathan and reader divorced, Jonathan and Reader single parents (It says so in the request, but I put it as a precaution ^^).

Words: 2.5k

You took one last look at yourself in the mirror, fixing your dress with your hands. You walked around, checked your hairstyle and makeup, you wanted to look decent, rather, you wanted to avoid looking like a 38 year old woman with a divorce in progress and an eight year old child you loved with all your soul.

"Still getting ready?" you turned to look at Steve. He was with his arms crossed, smiling broadly in a teasing manner, "Hey, pretty, you look amazing."

He walked over to you, grabbing your shoulders and leading you out of the bathroom. As you complained to him about how he had no right to kick you out of your own bathroom, you managed to catch a glimpse out of the corner of your eye as Steve's girlfriend - whom he had miraculously been dating for almost half a year now - played happily with your son, Daniel.

"Why did you bring your girlfriend?" you frowned. It didn't bother you, but it seemed odd.

"We were supposed to go to dinner with her parents today," he sighed, leaning his full weight on you, ignoring your complaints, "but then you called me to ask for help with Dani and I couldn't say no."

You grimaced as you watched him sigh in love. You loved seeing him happy, but that didn't take away from the fact that it made you nauseous to see him being so mawkish with her or with anyone, especially if it was with you.

"When I told her I thought she was going to be mad, but she offered to come over with a big smile and canceled dinner without hesitation, don't you think she's a sweetheart?" You quickly brushed it aside, rolling your eyes jokingly.

"I'm glad you're happy and in love and all that shit, but that's not why I called you" you grabbed your wallet and walked over to your son. He had slightly tanned skin, eyes as dark as night and straight black hair. How happy you were that he looked like you and not his idiot father. "Honey, I'm leaving now."

You bent down to his height, giving him a resounding kiss on the forehead, laughing at the sight of your pink lipstick mark on it. You shook your head as you watched him try to remove the stain in vain, grumbling under your breath.

"Bye, Mom," he gave you a smile, one that made you feel a comforting warmth in your chest. You loved this child.

"Bye, Y/N" smiled Steve's girlfriend, holding some action figures of your son in her hands.

"Bye" you waved goodbye to her with a nod, walking to the exit door.

"I'll be right back" said Steve, kissing his girlfriend shortly, laughing as he heard Daniel pretend to retch, "Shall we?"

You walked out as soon as Steve opened the door for you, walking to his car. You always envied his life, in the financial sense of course. Even now he had the best of the best, and it was all thanks to his modeling job. How lucky were people with a good physique and charisma.

"Ladies first" you laughed exaggeratedly as you watched him open the passenger door for you, but you didn't hesitate for a moment to get in.

After a few seconds Steve was already in the driver's seat, turning on the radio after having started the car. The trip was silent, you had nothing to talk about and neither did he, at least not something that really interested you, so you both chose to let the music invade the atmosphere.

"Well," said Steve after about ten minutes of driving, "looks like we're here."

You nodded in agreement, looking at the fancy hotel your former classmates had decided to have the reunion at. You had no idea where they got the money to pay for it, but you didn't plan to complain.

"Thanks for the ride, and for taking care of Daniel," you said quietly, unbuckling your belt and letting out a heavy sigh. Again the nerves set in.

"It's nothing, you know I love kids" a kind smile appeared on his face, eliciting a chuckle from you. At what point had the great king of Hawkins, Steve Harrington, turned into a caring adult who was on the prowl for a wife and six small children?

"Anyway, go later" you got out of the car, still laughing, "remember to come get me, keep an eye out for the phone."

He nodded quickly, starting the car and disappearing into the night streets after a few seconds. You wrapped your arms around yourself, shivering slightly. It was colder than you thought it would be.

You entered the hotel, walking towards the receptionist and giving her your ID card. You saw her check a list and write something on it, then she gave you directions and you went to the elevator.

You pressed the button and waited a few seconds for it to open. You entered at a slow pace, trying to think of what you would tell your old friends why you had disappeared for two decades. Sure, the answer was obvious, they were all shit, you didn't want them in your life, not anymore, but you didn't want to tell them that, at least not today.

The elevator door began to close. A hand got in its way, making you open your eyes in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the man muttered, crestfallen, entering, trying to fix the sleeve of his suit, "I didn't mean to, but I really needed to get in and..."

You both looked at each other in surprise at the sight of the other's face. Your lips trembled slightly, his shoulders tensed at the same time. The elevator door closed.

"Jonathan" you murmured, turning over the bracelet you had decided to wear as an accessory for tonight, "it's been a while."

"Yeah..." he nodded, standing next to you, both of you looking at the elevator door. He looked too uncomfortable. "I guess we haven't talked since '83, huh?"

You tried to salivate, closing your eyes tightly. That was the year Will disappeared. The year you got sick of living in the shadows like a weirdo. The year you cut yourself off forever from him, from your lifelong best friend until that moment.

"Yeah, I guess so" you took a breath, shifting your foot impatiently, how long was this taking to go up?

You didn't want to keep talking to him, you wanted to run away, get some air, maybe a drink, no, the whole bottle of Champagne. With that thought in mind you tried to hold on for the rest of your trip. At least until the elevator moved abruptly, causing you both to stumble and fall to the floor.

"Oh, shit" you grunted under your breath, rubbing your hip and watching as Jonathan tried to call for help via the emergency button.

"Couldn't you fix it faster?" his voice sounded calm, too calm for the situation you both found yourselves in. You heard a male voice say on the other end 'sorry, we can't do anything for at least the next half hour'.

You banged your head against one of the walls, stretching your legs out on the floor and shivering slightly as you felt the cold on your legs.

"Well, looks like we're locked in..." said Jonathan, taking a seat across from you. He stretched his legs out as well, lightly brushing against yours.

"Yeah, I think I noticed" you grimaced as you saw Jonathan's expression at your sarcasm. You cleared your throat, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for talking back to me like that, or something else?" He raised his eyebrows, trying to connect their gazes, "because, as far as I remember, you're not the kind of person who would apologize for using sarcasm."

You sighed, holding your head with both hands. Suddenly your throat felt tight and your heart began to ache. You hated remembering that time, remembering how you treated Jonathan just because you want to be popular.

"That's not why I meant it" or at least you thought it was, you weren't even sure. After you left Hawkins High School you never saw him again, you could never apologize to him for everything you did to him. "Even though I should, I was such a fool at the time."

"Yes, you were" he replied mockingly, gently kicking your thigh. You looked at him in surprise, why was he acting like that? Was it a joke? "I think I understand why you did it though."

"Oh yeah?" you frowned as you heard him laugh out loud. You were seriously confused, "Why are you laughing? What's so funny?"

"It's just..." he closed his eyes, trying to take a deep breath so he could speak without laughter in between, "it amuses me to see how confused you look" a friendly smile made your heart skip a beat, "Y/N, it doesn't matter that you were a 'merciless bitch' back then, I'm over it" he tapped your thigh softly again, this time with an even bigger smile, "we were teenagers, stupid, impulsive, wanting to be accepted."

"Yeah, well, I'm still sorry I acted like a 'merciless bitch', you didn't deserve it" this time you smacked his thigh, looking down at your hands. You hadn't felt like that in a long time. "Don't think I'll repeat my apology."

He laughed again. You looked at him again. The confinement was beginning to become more bearable.

Jonathan put his hand to his forehead, brushing a few strands of hair out of his face, it was the first time you had seen him so concerned about his appearance. It was the first time you saw the white mark of a wedding ring on 'that' finger.

"What's that?" you pointed at his finger, feeling too curious to hold back the question.

"Oh," he lowered his hand, looking at the mark on the wedding ring, "it's proof that I'm divorced."

"I'm sorry" you mumbled quickly, knowing how awkward it was to have someone ask you about that. "I didn't know."

"How could you...?" He raised his eyebrows, expectantly.

Your cheeks tinged pink. You felt stupid right now.

"Right..." you cleared your throat, hugging your legs, "Nancy?"

He nodded, an overly deep sigh made you remember how terrible it was to go through all that, especially if you had a child.

"We got to a point where neither of us could find a reason to be together" he shrugged, "I think we were together these last few years just out of simple habit...and Amy, of course."

"Amy?" You cocked your head to the side, trying to remember some Amy.

"My daughter," he smiled sweetly, pulling his wallet out of his back pants pocket, "She's ten years old."

He took a photograph from one of the wallet's compartments. In it was a smiling little girl, without a set of teeth, with curly blonde hair and beautiful brown eyes; she looked like a little angel.

"She's beautiful, Jonathan" you smiled almost helplessly. She reminded you of your little boy, your reason for living.

"I know" he nodded proudly, taking the picture as soon as you handed it to him and putting it away carefully, "I'm not lying when I say she's a lovely little girl."

"I believe you" you laughed nodding, watching as he began to ramble on about how proud he was of his baby girl, how smart and talented she was... you were beginning to wonder if your ex-husband talked about Daniel like that. You didn't believe it, but you didn't care, you could give him all the love he needed all by yourself.

"I'm sorry, I guess I got carried away" he mumbled embarrassed after a few minutes, coughing slightly to cover the embarrassment in his voice, "tell me about yourself, we've only talked about my life."

"Well" You raised your hand, pointing to the finger where a few years ago your ring had been, "I'm also divorced" you smiled bitterly, lowering your hand heavily, "truth be told, I'm not sure what I saw in that idiot, but just as you see, things didn't work out."

"I'm sorry," he grimaced, crawling to your side and leaning his shoulder against yours. Barely a graze.

"It doesn't matter, I don't see him anymore anyway" you picked your shoulders, "and besides" you smiled, looking at Jonathan. Ah, if only you could have seen how your eyes sparkled at the memory of Daniel, "thanks to him I have Daniel".

"Your son?" He murmured in surprise.

"The one and only" you laughed, sighing with joy, "he's eight years old, I don't have pictures of him here, but believe me when I tell you he looks just like me."

"Then he must be very attractive" he joked, tapping your shoulder playfully.

"He is, he's the cutest boy in his class and..." you fell silent as you felt the elevator make an annoying noise and start moving.

You looked at Jonathan. He looked at you. Silence returned.

"Well, at least now we won't be starving" you laughed as you listened to him, shaking your head slightly.

Just as you were about to say something to him, his phone started ringing. You watched him pick it up and sigh as he saw who it was. You fell silent as he signaled you to wait.

"What happened?" he mumbled seriously, looking uncomfortable, "again? I thought we had agreed that you wouldn't do any more meetings in your days with her..." he sighed heavily, looking at the elevator door, "fine, I'll go there, don't leave until I get there."

And he cut the call.

"Everything okay?" you asked cautiously. It seemed to be a sensitive subject for him.

"Yeah, it's just Nancy," he mumbled, putting his phone away and dialing floor one, "she had a last minute meeting and won't be able to see Amy, so I'll have to come back."

"Oh, sure, I understand, it's happened to me a hundred times" you laughed nervously. Of course you knew the comp felt, and you also knew that a good father would do these things for his daughter, but you had liked talking to him. You wanted to keep having these kinds of talks with him.

He smiled, softly and tenderly. He helped you up from the floor. The door opened.

"Now that we meet again," he murmured close to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, "I'll never let you go, not as easy as twenty years ago."

He handed you a slightly crumpled piece of paper and helped you off the elevator, stepping back into it. Your cheeks burned too much, but you still didn't look away from him until the doors were completely closed.

Only then did you look down to see the paper. You unwrapped it carefully, frowning in confusion as you saw that it had something written on it.

'I had hoped that we would meet again today, and the fact that you read this confirms it. I'll leave you my number so you can call me and we can get back in touch. Thank you for giving us a second chance to meet'.

"Idiot" you muttered with a smirk, tucking the paper carefully into your bag, thinking about how to ask Steve to start getting the idea of coming to visit Daniel more often.

Masterlist

#stranger things #fanfic #stranger things au #jonathan byers drabble #jonathan byers fluff #jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers angst #stranger things x reader #stranger things fics #stranger things fluff #always the goddamn babysitter #jonathan byers like a dad #mom!reader #dad!jonathan #stranger things imagine #stranger things blurb

[qc-wiggles]

niche tmaposting GO!! heres a gift for ginger on discord for the tmi server gift exchange. i saw their prompt about jon's parents being involved in the institute/fears and went wild!!! imagine being descended from not one but two cunty office workers!!!!!!

#wiggly pen #tma #tma fanart #the magnus archives #the magnus archives fanart #jonathan sims #jon's mum and dad #you will never see them again #illust #need to switch up my palette soon #mag81

[morganbritton132]

Eddie is just trying to film a Tiktok to remind his fans about some upcoming shows but trails off when Steve says off-camera, “Hey, remember that RadioShack guy that was banging your mom?”

Eddie: *flips camera around to show where Steve and Jonathan are sitting on the couch*

Jonathan: …Bob.

Steve: Yeah, him. That toe guy from Lord of the Rings looks exactly like him, right?

Jonathan: …

Jonathan: Gollum???

Eddie: Toe, as in Po-tay-toe. He’s talking about Sam

Steve, snapping his fingers: That’s the guy

Jonathan: Oh.

Jonathan: I don’t see it.

#Eddie after looking up a picture of Bob: Yeah no. Steve’s right. that’s Samwise’s dad #I had this idea for a fic I never got the voice right for about Steve being pretty close with Bob when he was in middle school #and that no one knew so Steve didn’t find out that he died until like way after the fact #we’ve made every adult on the show Steve’s father figure why not Bob? #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #eddie munson #jonathan byers

[hobiiiebrown]

i think its funny how jon went from idolizing batman as a kid to him being a teenager and not standing him is funny af idc

#txt #doodles #he also shows resentment to his dad but he doesnt express it bc he smiles thru the pain :) #jon kent #jonathan kent #dc #dc comics #superman #superboy #super boy

[viva-pluton511]

"The Magnus Archives has some pretty good casual queer representation. It's not that big a deal, just some side characters and references."

I lied. They're all queer. They are all either cannon, implied, or have the queerest character design known to man. I have lured you into a false hetero security of a horror podcast only to reveal a gay horror podcast. Haha!

#the magnus archives #jonathan sims #lgbtqia #tma podcast #tma #jmart #i am tricking my dad into watching the Magnus archives #he has no idea

[ramblesanddragons]

Quincy maybe in his late teens: Dad? Why did you want me to read all of this?

Jonathan: Well it’s always good to know the signs of someone being a vampire. But truly I wanted you to read it because you’re getting closer to an age where a woman might become a large part of your life.

If you’re not willing to damn your soul to hell and cut a vampire’s throat for her, she’s not the one son.

Quincy: I understand completely.

#dracula daily #I hope the boy is smart like his mom and feral like his dad #Jonathan is smart too of course

[emma-d-klutz]

Sometimes I think they have their own mutually agreed upon understanding about their fathers' relationship that they assume is general knowledge, accepted by everyone, and no one else is aware of this

#supersons #superbat #jon and dami are like 'yeah we share dads bc our family does this blended poly thing it's not worth explaining' #jon's like 'I forget which one of my dads is dating Wonder Woman. maybe both? and here's my half brother kon to clear things up...' #and no one else knows they think this. that is key #damian wayne #jonathan kent

[joenateuser]

Matt Bomer & Jonathan Bailey | via TikTok

#matt bomer #jonathan bailey #my dads are so cute together tbh #still devastated about that fellow travelers ending tho #he wasn’t my friend he was the man i loved 😩 #crying forever tbh 😭

[hibiscera]

Happy Trans Day of Visibility from my favorite trans lesbian and trans gay men. 🏳️‍⚧️🌿🦋🎃🏳️‍⚧️

#pamela isley #poison ivy #jonathan crane #scarecrow #drury walker #killer moth #dc comics #batman rogues #crowmoth #fan art #mir art #2024 #you guys better like this because i was so stressed trying to finish this 😭 #(it's also my dad's bday so it's been busy) #dc

[puppiesandnightlock]

Lizzie to Damian: "Why does Jon call you baby girl"

Damian: "How about we stop talking for a little bit"

#you can switch it around and put jon where damian is #it'll be the same damn thing #jonathan kent #jon kent #damian wayne #jondami #lizzie prince #trinity dc #yes i was reminded of how much i love them #all three of them #lizzie and her dads LMFAO

[bet-on-me-13]

Dan is (Insert Character)

So, I've recently fallen in love with the idea of Dan being reformed and being a part of various characters Backstories, like This post about Dan being a Farmer Friend of the Kent's

So here are a few more examples of that!

Dan is Thomas Wayne: Dan is reformed and moves to Gotham to start a new life, while there he meets and befriends the elderly Wayne Couple, who never managed to have kids. Eventually the Wayne end up adopting Dan (who changed his name to Thomas), and he becomes Thomas Wayne. He even has a Kid. Unfortunately as a Parole Requirement, he had to lock away his powers, meaning he couldn't save himself or his Wife the day they got murdered in a Mugging. He became a Full Ghost, and in his rage at the death of his wife he relapsed into his old Violent self. Danny, while he understood the feeling, unfortunately did have to arrest him for his rage filled rampage. His Sentence is finally up, and he wants to see how his Son is doing.

Dan is Billy Batsons Dad: A little known fact about Billy Batson is that whenever he transforms into Shazam, he unconsciously makes himself look more like his Father than a future version of himself. So imagine his shock when, in the middle of a fight, one of his enemies takea a closer look at him and suddenly yells out, "Is that DAN!?". Billy now wants to know how these Extra Dimensional Monsters know his Dad's name. And why they seem Terrified of him...

Dan is Alfred's Dad: Alfred is taking one of his famously rare Vacations, and the rest of the Batfam decides to ask where he is going. "Oh, I'm going to visit my Father" "Wait what? Aren't you like 100 years old?! How is your dad still alive?!" "Did you not know? Alfred is a Demigod" "WHAT?!"

Dan is Jonathan Kent: Dan settles down somewhere in Smallville, Kansas. Unfortunately, as a Halfa he isn't physically capable of having kids, but as luck would have it a space pod carrying a small baby crashes into their fields one night. When that baby starts developing powers, Dan is experience enough to help him control them though. Just imagine one day, a Villain discovers Superman's Civilain Identity and tries to attack his Dad, only for his dad to be stronger than him.

Dan is Ra's Al Ghul's Dad: Dan was reformed and decided to get sent back in time to live his life, so he wouldn't interrupted the present Timeline. While there he met a lady and had a Kid. Unfortunately, he was forced to return to the Zone to wait for the Future to happen when his son was barely into adulthood, but he did decide to give him a Birthday Gift. The Lazarus Pits. Once in the Zone, he had to wait for a few centuries to pass before he was allowed to return, but once he was allowed back to the Living Realm he immediately began to search for his Son. The Pits should have kept him alive this long, so hopefully he lived a nice long life. Wait, who are these Cult Guys around his Lazarus Pits? And, where is his son? And why does that lady feel so familiar? Who is that little Demon Brat?

Dan is General Sam Lane: Simple really, Dan is Lois Lanes dad, and she is technically a Quarter Ghost but she had never awakened her powers. If you want to use the Injustice Timeline, then Lois gets resurrected after a few days and finally awakens her Halfa Powers. She is there to stop Superman from fully turning to the Dark Side, and asks her Dad to help Clark keep his emotions in check.

What do you think?

#Dp x dc #Dpxdc #Dc x dp #Dcxdp #Danny Phantom #Dc #Dcu #Dan Phantom is Thomas Wayne #Dan Phantom is Billy Batsons Dad #Dan Phantom is Alfred's Dad #Dan Phantom is Jonathan Kent #Dan Phantom is Ra's Al Ghul's Dad #Dan Phantom is General Sam Lane #Suggestions for more characters Dan could Be/be connected to?

[livwritesstuff]

to whoever sent in the ask about whether or not Steve still had the nail bat – tumblr ate it :(((( but i haven’t stopped thinking about it since you sent it last week so i’m answering it regardless

My gut instinct is to say no, Steve does not have the nail bat anymore.

In my verse there is a not-at-all-flesh-out notion that sometime after the (modified, obv) end of season 4, there is one last battle that ends up ending all the upside down stuff for good. Something tells me that the nail bat reappears in that battle and sees an untimely (or timely, depending on your perspective) end.

Obviously, this means that the girls never see the nail bat in the flesh, but it also means that Eddie, who (in my ‘verse) is comatose for that entire last battle, never sees either.

Until Jonathan visits from California and brings a box full of old photos with him and, lo and behold, presents a photo taken in 1986 of Steve wielding the bat.

“Woah,” Robbie says, eyes wide, “That’s fuckin’ sick, Pop. Can you make me one?”

“Don’t look at me,” Steve immediately told her, “I didn’t make that.”

“Who did?”

“Wasn’t it you, Jon?” He looked at Jonathan.

“No…I think it was Nancy,” Jon replied blankly.

Steve shrugged, because coming up on forty years later it didn’t really matter anymore, and then he looked at Eddie.

Who was stock-still and staring at the photo.

“You alright, Ed?” he asked.

“Fantastic,” Eddie replied, and then he finally tore his eyes away from the picture to look at Jonathan, “Can I keep this one? Do you have the negatives or whatever?”

“Whatever you want, man.”

A couple minutes later, when everyone’s attention had moved onto other photos, Eddie sidled up behind Steve, wrapped one arm around his waist and held up the nail bat photo with the other.

Steve is nineteen in the picture and sitting on the steps of Hop’s old cabin, one of its boarded-up windows half-in-focus in the background. They're about a week away from the battle that ended the Upside Down for good, he's pretty sure, though his memory of all that is a little fuzzy by now. He remembers that he’d taken to keeping the bat with him during that time, and he’s balancing the nail-studded end in the dirt right between his feet, one hand on the handle and the other covering the knob so his chin can balance on it as he looks up at someone behind the camera.

It’s not the worst photo of him, Steve can admit (though it would have been nicer if it weren’t taken during the end of the world).

“We will be having a conversation about this later,” Eddie murmured into Steve’s ear, “A long one.”

#jonathan made the nail bat he just blocked all that shit out as soon as he possibly could #currently mourning the loss of a steve w/nail bat and eddie w/nail shield fighting back-to-back scene #the parallels…the camaraderie #we were robbed #liv’s steddie dads verse #steddie #steddie dads #steve harrington #eddie munson

[belokhvostikova]

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | Crying, pregnancy, and brief mentions of body insecurity.

Eddie had told them.

So concisely, and specifically told them all that was forbidden in order to keep his friends from the scrutinizing tears of an anguished pregnant woman, that would have to be followed by a now frustrated father-to-be.

But like clockwork, his word of advice plummeted the second Jonathan Byers decided to speak. In retrospect, he wasn’t at all to blame, in fact, he was attempting to be supportive. And he would have done a great job had his nice words not been targeted to an overly sensitive thirty-four weeks expecting lady.

“Don’t worry,” he’d smiled so kindly, a testament to the Byers politeness that ran through the family, “I’m sure you’ll have a safe and easy delivery. Nothing to stress over.”

But the baby you were carrying was formulated by Munson genes, and the way it head-butted your pancreas, while simultaneously kicking your bladder made it hard to enjoy Jonathan’s sentiment.

“Ugh.” You could only scoff. “What do you know, you’re not pushing a baby out of your vagina.” Doing the one thing he told you not to do: stress.

The panic on Jonathan’s face was quite humorous, at least to Steve Harrington it was. Eddie, on the other hand, was shooting a disappointed glare to his friend. Because he told him. So concisely, and specifically told him.

1. Don’t say anything that’ll upset her.

2. Don’t try to say anything too mushy or nice to make it up for the first mistake, she’ll cry and feel awful about yelling.

3. Honestly, you shouldn’t even really speak to her.

4. But don’t ignore her! She’ll find a way to circle it back to you thinking she looks like a beached whale.

Rule number four had came about after Dustin Henderson tried to maneuver around the monstrosity that was Eddie Munson’s rules. In his own little weird way, he was trying to be helpful after your cries about being big. And Dustin thought it would be a bright idea to say “I happen to like whales.” It did not go over well.

And now, Jonathan Byers was falling into the same cycle.

“No, no!” It was damage control time. “I’m just wishing you and the baby to be okay, I swear. I just want you to be happy and comfortable.”

Bad move. How did he forget rule number two already?

Your face contorted into a deep frown, as your eyes watered, and that panicked look on Jonathan’s face never ceased.

“Oh, god.” Eddie whispered, as the waterworks crashed out.

“That’s so sweet of you!” You bawled. “I was so mean to you, and you were just being niceee!” Your head dropped to Jonathan’s shoulder, wetting his flannel with salty tears that seemed endless. Eddie would thump his friend’s forehead if he had the chance, but instead, he had to do damage control, and his tender hand rubbed your back.

“It’s alright, baby.” He cooed. “It’s totally okay, just let it all out.”

He fervently gestured to Jonathan to add on. This was his mistake, anyways. “There… there.” He awkwardly patted your back. “Yeah, it’s totally okay.”

Steve Harrington was beginning to rethink the whole six little nuggets thing.

Luckily, Jonathan’s words were enough, and you sniffled your way away from his now dampened shoulder.

“I-I’m sorry for crying so much.” Your hurt little face was enough to elicit some aw’s and it’s okay’s from the three men, who jumped to console you.

But then Steve spoke. Unwarrantedly.

“Hey, I’d cry, too, if I had to rip a seven pounder from my body.” He chuckled.

Your face dropped with horror. “Eddie!”

Eddie Munson was going to kill Steve Harrington.

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #dad!eddie x mom!reader #jonathan byers #steve harrington

[mxwhore]

lets talk ink!! get early access and commentary about these sketchpages on my patreon

#tma #tma au #amyas blackwood sims #a certified rascal #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #a certified dad #tessart

[siltslut]

if i was jonathan sims and and someone got a look at my fucked up chest that was missing 2 ribs and caught in an explosion that literally killed me, and they ask what happened i’d be like “yeah don’t smoke. it’s really bad for you man.”

#tma #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #he’d make a good dad with that kinda stuff

[nikathesiren]

The end of Golden Wind, but Giorno has two dads 🤭

I had this idea in my mind since I finished Golden Wind, and I finally had the time to take it out. I love how Giorno has inherited the most remarkable bits of personality from each one... although Dio is not a good influence at all 😅

Since English is not my first language, for this one, I had help with the dialogues. Many thanks to @Jose_MFA_, they're a great translator :)

More of this Jonathan/Dio/Giorno AU! - More Jojo comics! - More of my art!

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