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Even as they both were avoiding each other's gaze, something was clicking in the ghosts' mind- some kind of understanding in the air he hasn't felt in a long time. Freaks of a feather, right? "That's a good point.." Jonathan takes a breath, head hanging until his exhale, at which point he turns to face the girl more directly. "Well uh, nice to meet you. It is kind of a relief now that I think about it, so..."

He hasn't tried very much to interact with physical items, let alone contact with the living at this point. For the most part he's been more worried about the reality of his situation, where his family was and how they might be getting on without him. Regardless of this, the young man offers his hand with a slight smile. "I'm Jonathan. Does- do handshakes work still?"

That struck a chord with Lydia. She always felt like she was invisible, too. It didn't matter how many people she took notice of on a daily basis, they never seemed to notice her, and if they did, they never gave her the time of day. She swallowed the knot that crept up in her throat, letting the bile settle and her dark eyes drifting away from Jonathan. She wondered if they had known each other while he was still alive, would they have ended up as friends? ❝ I started seeing them about a year ago. I mean, that's when I realized they were ghosts. I could have been seeing them before without realizing it. ❞

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"I could fix him" well DON'T, I'm trying to breed a new generation of trembling pursedog freakboys and I need his cringefail loser genes.

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"After everything, you just...disappeared." "...Will needed me. And, Steve..." "I waited." "Yeah, like, only a month."

STRANGER THINGS Season Two, Chapter Five: Dig Dug

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Charlie Heaton as Jonathan Byers in STRANGER THINGS (2016)

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Because you’re my best friend, all right?

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Maybe if I could provide more amusement or enjoyment for myself, it would be easier to provide for others...

THE BEAR (2.03)

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I don't have a ton to answer or reply to her buuuut I'm gonna try to finish those today, throw some fun stuff into the queue too but ofc I also have quite a bit to do on the multi+irl stuff soooo....

just posting so y'all know I haven't forgotten about you(or Jonathan here), and if anybody is curious I'm gonna throw my to-do list for this blog under the cut ☺️ it'll probably take all week at least with everything else too but I'll do my best

Check out my old headcanon posts just in case (the hcs as a whole I will still write but the details I might tweak)

5 new hc posts

open starters (I have 4 ideas written down not written out yet)

find new pics for a new promo

make and post said new promo

Make a pinned post

send asks from Jbycrs to whichever of my mutuals has prompts to send in that work for me ;u;

give this Jonathan a wire too?? (I use it every day but if u message my current one I'm gonna assume it's for the multi's au and I want the chance to write this Jonathan more...)

check if I outta update any parts of the rules or bio pages etc

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CHARLIE HEATON as JONATHAN BYERS | STRANGER THINGS 3 (2019) // 3.05

#saturday mood

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@stcreators​ event 01: favorite     🡮 Character || Jonathan Byers

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                                  [   i’m way too   y o u n g   to be this  h u r t   ] 

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Jonathan Byers + Jim Hopper:

You know that I’m keeping a close eye on things, right? Yeah. Because it’s important to me. It is important to me that you feel safe. That you [Joyce] and your family [Jonathan & Will] feel safe. I want you to feel like this can still be your home.

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jonathan byers + trans flag  ♡    ( for @twilight-byers ) 

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For the most part Jonathan is still quiet as things move along. He's watching each time Steve's hands move, staring back at his face for another few seconds before his gaze flickers away again. He lifts his hips while he's being stripped, that being the only moment he's actually looking somewhere other than some part of his companion. All the while, lips part one moment and purse the next, almost as if he were biting his tongue over and over again but truth be told there were no words trying to escape. He was searching for them and coming up completely blank.

He's not sure which was more embarrassing; the fact he was so dumb he couldn't answer a simple question, or that the confusion must be written all over his face when he keeps staring with a furrow in his brow coming back every time he wasn't fixed on Steve's face too.

The stumbling he witnesses at least helps ease the tension that had returned to Jonathan's shoulders. His lips twitch into a faltering smile, a soft huff leaving him as well. It's not quite a laugh, faint as his breath came, but it's closer. It's better. And when Steve returns to him with a kiss, the younger man finally feels his features smooth.

It's a brief kiss though, if only because he still hasn't said a goddamn word and Jonathan didn't want to freeze up again if he's beaten to the punch. He pulls away only a few inches, one hand bracing on Steve's shoulder. "You uhm..." Reset, he thinks, head shaking. "Sorry- I don't uh, I don't think I've been asked that before. Ever, really, y'know sometimes it feels lucky when I tell a guy what to expect and he doesn't just start attacking me for 'lying' or whatever..." Any upset rising back up to the surface only reminded him why he'd been so hasty to begin with; everything hurt, everything like that too, and he isn't above begging for something that'd let him forget about the aches for a little while. "Just don't start calling me a girl or a tranny and I'll be fine."

“You know, comfortable. I don’t have a damn clue what the dictionary definition is, but I’m pretty sure you know what the word means. And if you aren’t feeling it, I want to know.” If there was something that felt off or wrong to Jonathan, Steve wanted to keep mental tabs of that. He was pretty vanilla in bed - he had been told that more than he would like to admit - so there wasn’t a major concern about crossing a boundary that hadn’t been set yet. But if it wasn’t feeling good, he wanted to be told to stop. He didn’t want to just power through.

Steve raised an eyebrow at the other, snorting as he took his belt out of the loops and tossed it aside, listening to it clink on the floor. “Dude, seriously, don’t call it equipment. That’s weird.” He shook his head, rubbing a hand dramatically over his face as if to remove that thought from his brain, before his lips twitched into a smirk as Jonathan took his own shirt off. Even though he could see pretty damn fine, he wasn’t going to bring it up. Not only was it not his business, but pot meet kettle with his own scarring he was ashamed of.

“It isn’t like I don’t know what I’m doing here. But I want us both to feel good, or else there’s no point. Okay?” He knew it felt a bit like lecturing before intimacy, but Steve prided himself on making sure the other person felt amazing, even before himself. He sat back more, fingers hooking in the younger’s pants, pulling them down and over his hips and thighs before pulling them off entirely and tossing them aside, sitting up taller on his knees to start shimmying his own pants down.

He stood up to remove them from around his calves, almost tripping and falling with a huff before he kicked the jeans off dramatically, huffing before climbing back on top of the other. “Now, where were we?” Another stolen kiss.

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A soft laugh escapes him, surprising even to himself when it comes out more genuine than bitter. "I guess so. I was pretty much invisible alive too though. I'm kind of used to it." He certainly had his feelings about that as well, who wouldn't? While alive he tried to stay focused. Sure, his childhood wasn't much of one, but it was eaten up by things he cared about; the people he cared about most and looking out for them. He could rationalize it, at least to some degree. Enough to keep it bottled up when he did get upset. Now though... "The dead part is just kind of new still... Do you see ghosts all the time? You don't look surprised."

❝ We don't have to. ❞ Lydia had been quiet for a long moment while she observed him. She wasn't completely sure if he even recognized at first that she could see him. The dead were so used to being ignored by the living that being invisible was like wearing a second skin to them. Perhaps she was projecting her own lonely existence onto them as well. ❝ Don't all ghosts want that though? To be seen by somebody? ❞

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No chance that thing’ll drive, right? We don’t need it to drive. We just need the ignition cable.

STRANGER THINGS 3 (2019) 3.08, “Chapter Eight: The Battle of Starcourt”

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CHARLIE HEATON for PACO RABANNE

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Charlie Heaton for Phantom by Rabanne