#c:jonathan

[reefinanddrinkin]

@filmdesque

"What do you mean what am I doing? What are you doing Byers?" Of course his damn car door was jammed. His keys weren't working. Worst of all he had an ounce of weed in his glove box.

[fantasyandthereal]

@ohmylcve

It was good to be back in town. Jonathan always enjoyed spending time with his Grandfather. But today he was with his girlfriend, Rylah. Sure they were only together to do some shopping at the town market, but just being with her was enough for him. Shopping for now, homecooked dinner and a movie later was the plan.

He'd always held a flame to her since they were kids, but never acted on it until recently. Work abroad, her usually being with someone else, and the fact that he only had ever spent the summer here as a kid had always made the idea unobtainable. Though, in the small town, news of anyone dating spread fast, and the ladies at the stall were asking too many questions.

"Thank you Miss Aggy, Mrs. Kim... You've always got the best stuff. But we have to get going. And I'll make sure Pops know about your Rummy game this weekend too. Have a good day. Ry? You ready?"

[roguexpogue]

( am i allowed to submit a valentine's thing ksdjfhds )

your name : jonathan byers romantic or platonic ? platonic. a night in or dinner out or an activity ? i'm a night in guy, but if you have any ideas for activities or a night out we can discuss them. it's more than likely i'll say yes :) ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries ? both, but probably ice cream. what's your perfect date ? getting cozy on the couch with some good snacks (& maybe some weed) and watching movies until after midnight. would you cook for me ? sure, if you'd like me to. would you let me cook for you ? if you'd like to. can we make-out ? i want to keep it platonic but i'm not against it. make out in private or in public ? private. do you like to cuddle ? i do! blankets or no blankets for cuddling ? depends on how cold it is. couch or bed ? either. what are at least 3 hobbies of yours ? photography, listening to music, & swimming. what makes you a good valentine ? i'm affectionate and a good listener. i also like to help whenever i can.

"I'm mainly a water guy. Surfing, Fishing, or bumming around on a boat with some beers and weed. Then yeah, we can totally be bro valentines."

@filmdesque

[fantasyandthereal]

"I think you'd enjoy a market trip if you came along though. But Whole Foods does have really good pizza, so I'll give you a pass on our overpriced grocery deliveries." He pressed himself between her thighs as she peppered him with kisses. "Yes, ma'am. Just being helpful and giving you options. Now I can keep kissing you and use my hands or service you? Your choice since I'm such a martyr as you said."

"No, thank you. Call me spoiled, but I enjoy my grocery delivery from Whole Foods." Stella joked back, breaking into giggles when he nuzzled against her. Her arms wrapped around him and her legs opened more to accommodate him between them "Yeah yeah, you're such a martyr."

"Maybe. But I don't know if I'd want to work with them. I'd probably pass them off to another colleague. But I can do that, after they apologize for being rude and lying. But stop thinking about them. Think only about me now." She said kissing after each sentence.

[codedeargentmoved]

@acourtcfmuses​ liked for a starter

“What do you take pictures of mostly?”

[touchofsomething]

M/M SMUT GIF STARTERS.[ 08 ] Conner Harlowe from Jonathan or any of my guys

Conner gave a slap to the young guy's ass and watched it jiggle "I said lift it up for me" he told him as he buried his face in Jonathan's ass again and lapped at the guy's hole with his tongue. Coming to whatever small town this was had almost been a nightmare until he caught the other staring at him with those eyes that told Conner it would take no effort to get him in bed.

Gripping the guy's cheeks firmly he pulled him back so he could make Jonathan fuck his face as he feasted on the man.

[billxbarker]

starter for: @misterhartley​ location: The Britannia time: 3am, Sunday September 30th

Bill needed a drink. 

The night had been long and the search, so far, had proven useless. After so long tramping through Whitechapel in the cold and the dark, and turning up nothing, many had decided to return to their homes and their beds. He couldn’t blame them. If he wasn’t bound by his career choice, he’d have joined them. Unfortunately, he was bound by politics to remain for as long as the inspector kept up the man hunt, and so there was little he could do. 

He was certain, though, that nobody would begrudge him a quick drink,  ten minute respite to forget everything that was going on. 

Luckily, The Britannia was open. Upon entering, Bill managed to get to the bar, order a pint and a tumbler of whiskey, and have both in his hands in record time. He took a sip of his whiskey (it was uncouth to drink it fast, so he had been told), and cast his eyes around the bar, until they came to rest on a familiar face. 

“Mister Hartley,” he spoke pleasantly, picking up his drinks and moving to where The Gravedigger stood, acting as though it was a perfectly ordinary accidental meeting, and not like there was a hunt for a killer going on outside. 

“Can I buy you a drink?” 

[flongbottom]

Habían logrado desalojar ya una buena parte del callejón y ahora Proudfoot hacía que unos cuantos aurores mas experimentados examinaran el lugar y Longbottom por primera vez, se sentía un poco aliviado de no tener que ser parte de la investigación pues una parte de él estaba por perder aquella imagen tranquila, ya que la idea de que el y su familia podrían ser los próximos así como sus amigos no dejaba de dar vueltas en su mente, y necesitaba distraerse enfocarse en algo más pues si no terminaría loco. Para su buena suerte pronto se encontró con Jonathan y recordó que tenía una conversación pendiente con el, una conversación que ahora podría ser irrelevante pero que sin duda serviría para calmar su mente. —Jonathan— expresa con una sonrisa un tanto falsa en sus labios —¿Cómo estas? oye ¿podemos hablar un poco, ya sabes lejos de todo esto?— pregunta lleno de curiosidad ( @thefoolishfragilespine​ )

[xesotericconundrumx]

With her notebook, sunglasses and a very large cup of coffee Kate set out to do some “detective” work. She really wasn’t sure what that meant for her but it was something. Kate was an observant person. Despite her strange ramblings, her idiosyncrasies and her personality Kate was really good what she did. As she walked around she took notice of people’s faces, the shops around them, the cute boys. Cute boy. Kate stopped in her tracks and took a sip of her coffee and stared awkwardly for a moment. Her fatal flaw was cute boys and he was stunning. She tried to walk away but she kept looking. How was she going to play this, she always did come on too strong but she was already walking towards him. Oh he was cute. No Kate stop. She tried to leave it but nope wasn’t happening. Writing her number down on a piece of paper she ripped it out of her notebook and tapped him on the shoulder, he was even prettier up close. Don’t act stupid Kate. “Hi. Umm, I think--I think you dropped this.” The Hawkeye’s were impulsive people. Kate was already that way before she took the mantel of Hawkeye but her impulsiveness knew no bounds. She smiled brightly with a slightly head tilt. “What do you think?

@edgcofgreat​ for jonathan

[shanleysharpe]

@jonathanmariona​

“No, no. Absolutely not. I can’t even be motivated enough to get off the couch on a good day, there is no way you’re convincing me to run a marathon.”

[fantasyandthereal]

Jonathan had just got back from Africa, having a photography contract to fill for one of the magazines he worked for. He’d been mainly in Gola Rainforest and Outamba Kilimi National Parks for the last two months, busy as usual. It had gone well up until he was charged for a return home. Two weeks of quarantine, lost luggage, late layovers… The works. So he’d been in quite the sour mood last when he’d spoken with his girlfriend a few hours ago.

“Well… I was jet-lagged and frustrated with the airline misrouting half of my photography lenses and my clothes during the layover at LaGuardia. And the quarantine back in Sierra Leone. But this is definitely helping, Dani.”

muse: Dani Somers - bartender/stripper open: m/f/nb connection: fwb, roommates, sibling/parents significant other, customer, anything tbh plot: just some smutty fun.

"I thought you were never going to come home," Dani said as she finally seen the familiar face walk through the door. She had been sitting in a new lingerie set just for them. She knew things had been stressful for them lately and she just wanted to do something that could relieve some of that. "What do you think?"

[roguexpogue]

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse ( ik jon is an early riser & good at breakfast food but he can p much cook anything so it doesn't have to be that!!! )

The joint they smoked a couple hours ago. Gave JJ the munchies. Jonathan insisted making something. JJ wasn't going back out of good food "Sweet tacos!" Blue eyes widening at the plate Jonathan put down in front of him. "Tacos are the best. This is some good shit." JJ commented, taking another bite of the taco he started eating.

@filmdesque

[m0n0lithical]

The dinner was excellent, and Blake had such a great time out with her dad. She stayed out WAY later than she should have, it was nearly midnight when she finally paid the bill and headed out. She was gonna feel this in the morning.

[reallifehqgossip]

If you could pair everyone off, who would you pair with who?

You sure are asking a lot of us, but fine. I’m going to need more wine for this. Since you’re so interested:

Katya and Kenna

Belly and Laurel

Jaycee and Cammy

Pax and Evie

Sebastion and Gisells

Guiren and Madigan

Meredith and Charity

Danny and Rusty

Zelda and Calum

Chanel and Alec

Chase and Matt

Mickey and Kelan

Christoph and Micah

Jonathan and Dex

Joe and Fallon

Ritchie and Stella

Avery and Adeline

Rico and Madison

Samuel and Ilayna

Tyler and Hannah

Shane and Harper

Gabe and Hollis 

[fantasyandthereal]

Jonathan needed a break, and his city apartment felt like the last place he wanted to be. The noise, the crowds, the constant buzz—it was too much right now while he was taking time off from his job. So, instead of staying there, he decided to escape to his grandfather's place upstate, hoping for some peace and quiet. Sylvester Thornwood had practically raised him in his busy parents' place and so coming back always relaxed him. But he definitely hadn't expected the younger neighbor to "pop out of the bushes" when he parked his bike.

"I honestly wasn't expecting to see anyone but Pops, Noa," he said, rubbing the exhaustion from his eyes. "Sorry if I don't seem more upbeat—just really wiped out. My trip to Manú and Cusco didn’t exactly go as planned. Trust me, Dengue fever is no joke. It really knocked me out, and I’m still trying to recover. How have you been?"

open to: m / w / nb

muse: noa satou. twenty five. former olympic gymnast turned gymnastic teacher.

plot:based on this

" surprise! you don't really seem that happy to see me. "

[thc-heartbreak-princ]

@thefoolishfragilespine​ said:  ‘ i’m not ever going back . ’

—¿que te hace creer que queremos que regreses? eres un traidor y una desgracia para tu familia Nott— expresó el chico bastante serio