#jonathan byers stranger things

[75dotcom]

argyle is so me 😍

[ashwhowrites]

Hi can I have a Jonathan x female reader, Jonathan gets invited to the gangs new year’s party, he feels awkward as it’s his first time seeing Nancy since they broke up. But he meets the reader and they instantly falls in love but are both too shy to say anything so Argyle becomes Jonathan’s wingman. Just something cute and funny :)

I adore Jonathan 🫶🏻 I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Happy new year! 🥳

New Year, New love

Steve and Robin wanted to throw a New Year party in their new apartment. They invited everyone in the gang and some friends of the gang. Jonathan got to bring Argyle, which he was thankful for because he didn't want to be the loser older brother who had to hang out with Will all night.

Jonathan was still awkward with Steve because of Nancy. And well, Nancy and Jonathan broke up and it was always awkward to be around an ex. Jonathan broke up with Nancy and even though she took it well, he felt a lot of distance between them.

Jonathan and Argyle were smoking on the balcony, another thing Jonathan loved doing with a friend. They finished off their second joint, and Jonathan already felt the buzzing in his body. They walked into the party, laughing to themselves.

"There they are!" Steve said, his arm wrapped around a girl. Jonathan wasn't sure if he was choking on the smoke in his lungs or over the fact this girl was gorgeous.

"This is Jonathan and Argyle. Jonathan is Will's older brother. Guys, this is Y/N. She's a coworker with Robin and I." Steve said. Y/N stuck out her hand, both boys took turns shaking it.

"You are beautiful, sweetheart," Argyle said, a dopey smile on his face as he pressed his lips against her hand. She laughed and thanked him, but her eyes kept glancing towards Jonathan.

Steve and Y/N walked off, as Steve showed her around the apartment. Jonathan felt like he was holding his breath. Finally letting out a big sigh with a "Wow"

"Dude I know. She fine as hell." Argyle said, his eyes half open as he nodded his head. "I think she liked what she saw." He joked, nudging Jonathan's arm.

"What? Me?" Jonathan scoffed. He shook his head. There was no way she was into him. She was probably into Steve and his charm.

"Dude! I had my lips on her hand and she was looking right at you. She shook your hand longer and kept staring at you. She's into you." Argyle explained.

"I don't know how to talk to girls...or anyone," Jonathan said, his eyes on her frame as she walked back into the living room.

"Shit, I so got you man. I might be a pizza man, but I know how to be a wingman too." Argyle said, cracking his neck for exaggeration as he walked over to Y/N. Jonathan panicked and followed behind. He planned to stop Argyle but he was already talking.

"New years, huh? Such a couple of holidays, but I see you are here without someone. Got a boyfriend that's coming over?" Jonathan wanted to smack himself in the head and hide. Argyle wasn't subtle at all.

"Haha no, I'm single." She awkwardly laughed, yet the sound made Jonathan's heart race.

"What about you...guys?" She asked, her eyes once again on Jonathan as she finished the question.

"Single as ever, and my boy here is single and so ready to mingle," Argyle said, throwing his arm over Jonathan proudly. And god Jonathan wanted to kill himself. He wasn't sure if it was worse or better to look back at her.

"Good to know." She said with a small smile. Her attention was captured by Steve as he waved her over.

"Nice to meet you, again." She said and walked off.

"Well if Steve is going to be a cockblock, he must be removed," Argyle said with a glare.

~~~

It was nearly eleven, everyone surrounded a random board game. The group was split into two teams, Jonathan couldn't help but blush when he was put on Y/N's team. And the way he had goosebumps when she sat next to him and grazed him when she shuffled around.

By 11:30, the game was half ignored by everyone, excited Dustin and Eddie who were going head to head. Jonathan kept trying to come up with something to talk about. Argyle kept mouthing words across the room and he could barely understand them.

"Movies." Argyle mouthed, pointing towards the TV.

"Moo?" Jonathan mouthed back, and Argyle looked at him like he was an idiot.

"M-o-v-i-e-s. She works at a movie store!" Argyle started mouthing but harshly whispered at the end.

"MOVIES!" Jonathan yelled once he caught on, the group looked at him confused and Y/N jumped as he screamed it in his ear. He felt his skin heat up as he coughed.

"Um I mean, movies. You work at a video store, do you have a favorite genre?" Jonathan asked. He saw her eyes light up as she answered the question right away.

Jonathan couldn't help but stare as she talked and talked. She was very passionate about her favorite movies, and he knew that job was perfect for her. She knew everything about almost every movie.

"How about you?" She asked back.

Jonathan was back at square one, he barely watched movies or even TV. He sat in his room with music and comics.

"Um, I don't watch movies too much." He shrugged, he felt a frown on his face as she deflated a bit. "But! You work at a video store, maybe you can point out the good ones?" He tried.

She lit up again and nodded her head. "I'd love to have you around!" She said he could tell she didn't mean to quite say that. and Jonathan felt himself smile. "at the store I mean! Good company during work." She said, her eyes wide as she tried to cover herself.

"I'd love to be around you," he said, "for company and stuff." He added as a tease with a small wink. She giggled and shuffled closer, and Jonathan couldn't believe it was working. He looked up shocked to Argyle, who stood there with a smirk and nod.

~~~

"1 MINUTE TO NEW YEARS!" Eddie yelled, drunk, at the TV. The ball drop countdown began and the group cheered.

Jonathan finished off his cup, setting it aside. He took a deep breath and looked over at Y/N. Her eyes locked on the TV as the countdown ticked closer to the end. Jonathan knew he was going to go for it. The weed and alcohol in his body as he rested his hand on her thigh. The touch made her turn her head to look at him.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" the group screamed as the ball dropped.

And Jonathan's lips pressed against Y/N's. Her eyes were open as she felt the shock take over her body. But then she closed her eyes, cupped his cheek, and kissed him back.

"I did that," Argyle said, a proud smile on his face as the two ignored everyone around them.

[munson-blurbs]

Greetings, foolish mortals!

Spirit Halloweens have been popping up across the US again, which means that my favorite holiday is almost upon us. To celebrate, I will be hosting a Trope-or-Treat event.

Here's how it'll work: from September 1-30, I will be taking requests based on the tropes and reader insert descriptions below. I'll write as many as I can and post them throughout the month of October.

The rules are simple: pick one candy from the "trope" list, one candy from the "reader insert" list, and one character to be paired with. Reader inserts will be fem!Reader unless you specify otherwise :)

Reminder: I will not write smut for anon requests.

Happy haunts!

Snickers: forced proximity

Peanut Butter Cup: fake dating

Sour Patch Kids: enemies-to-lovers

Dum-Dum: idiots in love

War Head: unrequited love

M&Ms: friends-to-lovers

Lemon Head: exes-to-lovers

Three Musketeers: mom!Reader

Skittles: teacher!Reader

Starburst: hippie!Reader

Bubblicious: popstar!Reader

Nerds: bookworm!Reader

Kit Kat: artist!Reader

Butterfinger: shy!Reader

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

Argyle

Jim Hopper

Can't wait to see what y'all come up with!

P.S. this event format was modeled after @ghost-proofbaby's follower celebration. Thank you for the inspiration 💚

[hawkinsqueers]

Steve: I will keep the secret about Barb for Nancy

Jonathan: I will beat up Steve for Nancy

Robin: I will go on a long adventure to have ONLY a 20% chance of actually potentially solving a dead case from years ago AND dive into another dimension and fight some weird foreskin demon with fire and pure rage for Nancy

Duffer Brothers: So I'm thinking Jancy

[wettestnjaay]

”NO NEED TO BE JEALOUS SWEET BOY”

NEEDY!JEALOUS!SUB!JONATHAN BYERS x MEAN!BIMBO!DOM!BLACK!READER SMUT

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WARNING !

r is a little mean not really but yk, dom!r/sub!j, calling self dumb/stupid, racist/sexist talk?, face riding, babying r and j, praising/downgrading kink, marking kink, claiming kink kinda?, j is insecure, a whole lotta jealousy, different positions, bubbly!r (BIMBO BEHAVIOR) ma'am/mama kink,, r is a little bit bipolar and hot-headed, r is in control for the most part, little bit of yandere Jonathan, pleasing and pleasure, pet names such as; good boy, sweet boy, baby, my love and mines.

YOU WERE IN THE HALLWAY OF HAWKINS HIGH, TALKING TO A FRIEND, Barbara Holland; you guys were talking about the last grades you've gotten in Mr. Rollins History class.

"Honestly, I might just go jump off of Bellwood Quarry.." you mumbled looking in your locket,

"Y/N don't say stuff like that." Barbara called out which made you feel even more dumb, you rolled your eyes.

"Right, sorry." You whispered with a attitude a bit, "I just hate his class, I'm starting to think he just pick on me.., what if he is a racist?" you started going on, "He probably can't stand seeing a black women be successful, you know-he could be a racist and a sexist!"

"I don't know about all of that, but maybe?"

Just as you closed your locket, and turned around you were met with a couple of popular boys,

"Hey Y/N?" the one named Riley started, as he friends followed behind him.

You rolled your eyes before looking at him and giving off a bubbly smile, "What do you want, Riley.."

He smirked your way before reaching a hand out to touch the fat exiting from your fishnets, you squirmed away from his touch before Barbara slapped his hands away.

"Don't you dare touch a girl without her permission."

He looked at her with angry eyes before he spat at her, "Who do you think your talking to, who even are you-leave."

You could tell by his voice he wasn't playing, he was dead serious.. you hoped and prayed that Barbara would stay and she did.

"Bara.. just go."

Just as you seen the fire in his eyes and his mouth about to open again you quickly pushed Barbara away telling her you’d met her in the cafeteria, which she disliked but did it anyways.

“Thank you, Y/N, I just wanted to ask you to help me with the essay.. right like you said you will.” He said soft but seriously, you sighed and nodded as he winked at you and kissed your cheek.

And then started to walk ahead.

Just as you let out a breath you turned to see Jonathan looking at you, sorrow eyes but filled with anger and disgust.

"Jonathan!"

Just as you called out his name he turned and looked at you for another second before moving along and rushing into a empty classroom.

You head went empty as dropped your book into your locker slam the mini-door and ran towards the classroom, "Jonathan?"

As you got walked further into the classroom where were a breath on your back causes all of the hairs on your body to raise.

"Jesus.. J you scared me!"

Just as you were turning around you felt him grab ahold of your hand, tightly twisting you around as you were met by his forehead press against yours.

"Hi, Jon." you said calm and sweetly, he pulled you closer wrapping his arms around you.

Laying his head on your shoulder as you giggle at the open mouth kisses he was laying onto your neck.

"Can you stop playing and let me know what's wrong?" you giggle to him as he is nose brushed off of your skin.

"Why does he always come and talk to you.. like sitting by you in class-aka my seat and kissing you cheek and winking at you??"

The questions sinked into your for a while, you started to realize his voice was breaking as he was till trying to stay calm but was getting angry and flustered at the thought of him with you.

"I don't know J.. I don't think it's that serious."

"No, no.. he can't-he's just trying to take you away from him." he said while looking down on the floor disgusted by you not noticing the little things..

"J?" you reached for his hand as he moved his away from yours.

You carried your hand towards his face cupping his cheeks as you forced him to look into your eyes.

"Jonathan.., baby?" his eyes were place all around the room as you were trying your best to get his attention, "Baby.. there is no need to be jealous sweet boy."

"No.. I want you to stay.. your mines?"

"I'm always yours, never still stop being yours." you said as he patted his cheek twice.

Just as the words came out your mouth you can see the more lovable and lust full up his eyes, he blinked once before pressing his forehead against yours once more.

His breathing increase as you wrapped your arm around his waist.

You always knew he loved to be babied and you were the only one to do that for me.

You breathed slowly watching him very closely almost forgetting how to breath as you caught a deep breath as his lips were finally touching yours.

You immediately respond to the kiss, pulling at his hair was he eyes shot back open just as his mouth did looking into your devil eyes.

Your fingers all attached to his scalp, as his hands gripped onto your shirt so closely wanting more of you and need it desperately.

Chuckling into the kiss even more as you gripped his shoulders and jump, lashing your legs around his waist as he quickly wrapped the arm around your hips holding you still.

Just as he was losing his balance to busy worked about you can craving more, he pushed desks together as you both fell on top of it, he stop caught his breath and crashed his lips against yours for the 2nd time, over and over on repeat,

Feeling him touch all upon your body you intended to giggle and laugh craving him just as much as he is craving you.

His kissed went from your lips to all over your neck, and on your collarbone, he pulled at your button-up shirt before looking up at you with his buried lips and a small smile.

You smiled and pulled him up to you kissing him lustfully on his lips before nodding, "Yes baby,, show me how much you want me to only be yours!"

He unbuttoned your shirt and gave you kiss on your chess and the middle of your breast before he asked you to lift up a little,

Just as you did what you were asked you felt his hands crawling on your body as he got your shirt fully off and unclipped your bra slowly before gripping onto your skirt and the liner of your fishnets.

You nodded once more before he kissed your belly button and your waistline dragging your skirt down your legs, making your squirm around at the exposer of your unclothed clit rubbing against the fishnets so closely which was most definitely leaving marks.

He backed away just as he admired your body for a minute or more, before taking off his shirt, and hovering over you as his belt was dropped to the floor.

Just as he gotten closer to you and kissed your stomach, you wrapped your legs around his shoulders.

"Mm..not that, you have to tell me what you want baby, okay?" you told him.

Jonathan just started to whine, as he tried to kiss the bottom half of your stomach once more but you trapped his hand.

All he could whimper and whine, he wanted to tell you so bad but no words were forming nor coming at.

"Jonathan." you called out to him just as his name but he just couldn't respond at all.

"Maybe, if I shove my pussy in your face you'll start speaking?" You questioned him just as he nodded a little, "Ain't that are J-baby?"

"You just a little pussy-drunk, sweet boy"

As the word came out of your mouth, you loosen up a bit, pushing Jonathan onto his knees and sliding your body to the edge to the table just as your legs were onto your shoulders.

His arms wrapped around my hips while licking your slit, looking up at you with pleasing eyes.

You moaned to him as you smiled and nodded as he sucked your clit, rocking your hips back and force on his face grinding that nub against his nose to add yourself more pleasure.

Back arching as his tongue entered you caused you both to moan as you pushed back against him.

Feeling yourself get closer and closer to your orgasm, your hands reach for his hair as you got him closer, pulling at his hair and all.

You were going to cum, and he knew you were as well.

"Im gonna cum.. honey oh goodness-where do you want it?" you asked in a whining whisper,

He moaned against your private before licking and sucking more wanting you to cum so badly.

“J-jonathan !” gripping onto his hair as you yelp, pulling him away.

“Stop being so naughty as answer me, okay..” you said harsh a bit as you seen him

He pouted looking up at you, as you slapped his face a little wanting him back to reality.

'Yes ma'am, sorry ma'am." he whimpered looking up at you as you smiled and move your hand from his red cheek to the top of his head.

He moaned at the patting of his head and the feeling of you messing and pulling at his hair, just for a moment staring at his glossy lips that were filled with you juices you had a idea.

"I'm gonna cum all over you face, okay baby?" you added as he nodded, "Maybe I'll even make you walk out this classroom with my juices upon your face, huh?"

He just moaned loudly at your words, trying to push himself back between you legs to hind his face, but you didn't let him at all.

"Please.. mama-sorry!" you smiled at his mistake and chuckle, before pulling him by his hair to face you.

"Say it again.." you whispered in his ear.

"Please?"

"No you know what I'm talking about, say it again or you won't cum." you demanded to him as he whimpered at the gripping of his hair.

"Im sorry mama.. Im sorry!"

You were in awe for a second, empty minded and do hungry for him now, "Get me to cum on your face right now, and then ill let you fuck me.. and maybe I'll cum in that mouth of your again after."

He slimed before kissing your shoulder and gripping you lower waist before pushing his darken dick against your unclothed cunt.

"Better get to work but you have blue balls."

Just as that was said you pushed him back down to his knees as he gripped your legs and thighs with one hand and the other he was palming himself, secretly but you didn't care.

You wanted to be mean and embarrass him with all of your cum on his face as he leaves out the room.

But then the other half of you wanted him to know he was yours and that you were only his and you loved him more then anything.

You mind could go empty and the only person that would still be in there is Jonathan he was your top idea, top accomplishment, he was your success, he was what you needed and what you want.

Your head fell back as you felt him rolling the fishnets around your clit as he sucked onto both, making you melt onto the desks.

"Close.. close!" You were closed to cumming and close to him bring the emptied minded bimbo out of you,

you just knew, and you could feel that this was going to be a mega orgasm.. you can tell by how he was eating you like a starving man.. you were going cum hard,, and mean it.

Just after your mind started going blink as you felt him slide two fingers inside of you curling them up repeatedly bring you closer to the climax.

"Please-Ahh! oh-oh Jonathan baby-oh my godddd! Aaaaghh~-" you grip his hair as you started to shake and grind onto his head, brushing his nose near your entrance and rolling off of the nub as he suck harsh and quickly onto your clit,

"Out.. Im gonna cum.. let me cum in on your face,, out-aaaaAh~~ please!" you moaned as your eyes gotten burry and you couldn't see nothing be Jonathan between your legs and the sounds of him lapping you up and down, quicker, faster and more and more.

He pulled his fingers out just as you told him, just as you came straight onto his face with a loud cry, with a mixture of a whimper and moan, so much pleasure just in a little amount of time.

You body fell back unto the table of the desk just as you groan from the pain, but moan at the pleasure as Jonathan was still lapping up all of your juice not leaving a single leak.

Just as you whined for him to give you a break you were in a different positive, 'mixed missionary',

As he kissed your neck, and upon your shoulder to your cheek, and then you lips you just wanted more and more.

"Please hurry.." and when that was said from you he pushed in cock into your warm wet and sloppy cunt.

Both of you feeling each others pulse, and moaning at the pleasure, one of your legs wrapped around his back, pushing him further inside of you,

While the other is wrapped up on his legs holding on tight as you hands are on his shoulders pulling him closer as they met once you get them around his upper chess.

Pressing his thin-harden nipped against your larger breast, adding more pleasure.

You kissed him as he quickly reposed by entering his tongue into your mouth, "Please.. mama-can I-ah~ mama please!"

He moaned into your mouth as you tap his tongue with yours, letting them both collide causes you both to moan and cling to each other more and more.

Jonathans placed his hand on the back of your head and make you tilt your head to the side a little, as you guys were full on French kissing, making out moaning back and forth into each others mouths.. pulling away closely as he held your head against his forehead,

needing to feel you breath, and see the pleasure in your eyes.

There were a few more peck here and there as he pull out, making you cling to nothing but a enough hole, just as he slams back into you making that moan come out very loudly as he laughed as your mouths brush against each other before doing it again.

You mind was going empty, you could think about anything, it was just the sound of skin slapping and the sight of Jonathan above you, pleasing you, and you letting him know you were all of his.

He didn't even bother going at a slow pace in the beginning he hit hard and fast thrusts, looking deeply into your eyes as he pressed another kiss upon your lips to make sure you were comfortable.

"God-Jonathan.., stop worrying about me-be a good boy and cum for your on good,, love ahh~!" you spoke soft to him as you kissed him once more, as he whimpered to you.

One last kiss before he place you head into his left hand and moved his right to add pleasure to your clit, you moaned and whined at the movement from under, and tried to push and run away.

"Please-ahh~ I don't think I can hold it... again.. again~ Aaaah~!" You babbled

You were going anything, your body started to twitch just as you called out for Jonathan he pushed back away from you just as you squirted onto your lower stomach and his dick and lower chess.

He moaned in surprise as he left you squeeze him inside of you pushing him deeper as the juices form you pussy leak and rushed onto him just as he thrusted more and you squirted more and more until you came onto his dick.

Jonathan head fell back as he pulled away, while pulling out and cumming onto your wet sweaty fishnets and belly.

"Did I do good mama?" he asked with sparkles in his eyes as you panted and nodded your head.

He sat your up, onto the edge of the desk once again as he gotten back onto his knees and kissed your thighs and biting wanting to mark you, and to hear you voice.

"I love you sweet boy.. okay?" you stated looking down at him, "Im yours and your mines,,"

He nodded his head as he opened his mouth waiting for you to do something, which you did.

You placed your fingers into your dripping hole, and took a scoop on before placing it into his place, letting him suck them clean.

"Open, my love.. open your pretty mouth for me." you said to him as he obeys, just as his mouth was fully open you spat into it smiling down at him as he melted into you thighs,

Just as you spat down your belly telling it travel to your wet cunt and placed two of your finger down to mix it in as you and Jonathan stared at each other the whole time.

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[inviswounds]

Photos From Home - Jonathan Byers

18+ ONLY.  (BY CLICKING KEEP READING, YOU ARE CONSENTING TO READING EXPLICIT CONTENT.)

WARNINGS: fluff, SMUT, awkwardness, adult themes, kissing, swearing, inappropriate language.

SUMMARY: After your first run-in with Jonathan Byers in the darkroom (Inside A Photograph),

A/N: Hi! Someone requested part 2 of 'Inside A Photograph' on Tumblr, So I'm posting it here as well. (Bold & Italic are flashbacks/memories.) 

CHARACTERS: Jonathan Byers.

Your POV:

Once again, you found yourself in the darkroom at your school, processing photographs. Ever since you had that run-in with Jonathan,  you had been using it more and more, hoping to run into him again. Sometimes he did, and the two of you would help each other or talk about the photos you took. The more and more you hung around him, the more he was growing on you. Not that you had anything against him anyways. You just would never have guessed you'd be wanting to spend more time with Jonathan Byers. He was the shy kid. The awkward kid. But then again, so were you. 

As more time passed, you slowly start to fell for Jonathan. You and him were both kind of awkward, which made things impossible when trying to talk about your feelings. Jonathan was never going to make a move, but neither were you. Yesterday, on your way out of the school, he stopped you.

A familiar voice faintly ran through your ears from behind you. You turned with your eyebrows raised before locking eyes with Jonathan. He was walking quickly, camera in hand, and stopped once he reached you.

"Y/N, hey, uh," He stuttered, panting slightly. He gulped before continuing, "I uh– I took some pretty cool photos," He paused. Your lack of response forced more words out of him as he tried to fill the void, "..If you maybe wanted to see them."

"Oh, yeah, sure." You replied, smiling back at the boy. He was clearly nervous. No matter how many times he spoke to you or how many times you two hung out, he was always nervous around you. The two of you moved aside, trying not to block the path for the other students as he showed you some of his photographs through the small screen on his camera. Jonathan's eyes stayed focused on you as he tried to read your face. He wanted to impress you.

"Wow, these are so cool." You complimented. His shoulders fell as the nervousness eased away, leaving him smiling back at you.

"You think?" He said, looking at the screen. You nodded, turning to face him with a smile. "Hey, um, did you maybe want to help me process these?" He asked. He knew you would say yes, you always did, but he still worried about your response every time. You bit your lip through your smile.

"Yeah, sure, of course." You replied, nodding once more.

"Cool." He added. The two of you stared at each other in silence for a moment, letting the distant sounds of the other students fill the empty space. Jonathan's lips parted as if to say something, but he quickly stopped himself. He looked down, clearing his throat with furrowed brows. "I gotta take Will home, but uh, maybe we could meet tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah, sure," You said. He quickly turned to head to his car. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding as you watched him walk away. 

And now it was tomorrow. You woke up 1 hour before you usually did, giving you half an hour to get ready, 10 minutes for breakfast, and 20 minutes for the walk to school. You cursed Jonathan for choosing the early morning to do this. You grabbed your notebook from your desk, slipping it into your bag, as you hurried out of your room and headed for the front door. The 20 minutes it would take for you to walk to school every day wasn't very long but it gave you enough time to think. Every day as you walked, you'd think of your plan for the day ahead. You'd think about whatever classes you had and the people you'd have to interact with. You thought about which periods you got to sit with a friend and which periods you had to sit next to some sweaty basketball player or a role-playing freak that wasn't really a freak. But today, instead of thinking about the day ahead, you thought solely about Jonathan. 

self-deprecating thoughts intruded your mind, flooding it with the worse possible outcomes you could think of. What if he thinks I'm weird? What if he thinks I suck at photography? What if he thinks I smell?  You lifted your arm to spell yourself, just checking. Though you only ever spelt of freshly picked flowers and soap, you still doubted yourself. Why was what Jonathan thought tormenting you? Why did you care so much about his opinion? You had never stressed about hanging out with him before. Why did it suddenly feel so much different?

Before your brain could torment you further, you realised you had reached the school. You noticed Jonathan's parked car in the lot. He was already here. You quickly made your way toward the darkroom. As you reached the door, you looked up at the light. It wasn't red which meant you were allowed to come in. You gently turned the doorknob and pushed. 

The bright light coming from the door started Jonathan as he lifted his hands to cover his eyes. "Jeez, that's bright." He winced. 

"Sorry!" You replied, quickly shutting the door behind you. As you let your eyes adjust to the dark room, you noticed Jonathan had already started processing his photographs. "Hey." You smiled as you dropped your bag to the floor. 

"Hey," He responded, not moving his attention from the photograph he was working on. 

"Whatcha got there?" You asked, moving closer to take a look. He flung around and pushed his body back against the table, trying to shield your eyes from the photograph. "Woah, okay, jeez." 

"No, no, it's– I just–" He stuttered, he turned to look at the photo before moving aside. "It's not finished." You looked down into the tray as you stepped closer. A photograph of you sat inside the chemical-filled tray. You blinked, parting your lips and staring blankly at the photo of you. In the photo, you were casually taking a picture of something in the distance, and Jonathan used it as an opportunity to capture one of you. 

Jonathan looked at you, watching as your lips curled into a soft smile. You had always been the one to take the photos. No one had ever taken one of you. 

"It's good, isn't it?" He said, breaking the silence. You chuckled and turned to face him. 

"Oh, yeah, it's a great one," You said sarcastically, smiling. "A once in a lifetime."

"It's only good because you're in it." He said, moving to slide the picture from the tray. "It's my favourite one." Your sarcastic smile faded as you stared at him, your eyelashes blinking rapidly. "It just feels real."

"Real?" You repeated softly, almost like a whisper. 

"Yeah," He continued, lifting the photograph and hanging it on the line above to dry. "It's one of those photos that makes you feel something." He didn't look at you, he continued to stare at the picture. "Like, when I look at this, I can feel it." Though his eyes fought to not meet yours, your gaze stayed focused on him. You gulped as you listened to him. "I can feel that day again, I can feel what I felt when I took it."

"What does it feel like?" You interrupted, your voice still soft and quiet. His lips parted as he turned to face you. You stood only inches apart, staring into each other's eyes. 

"Like home." He replied, his dark brown eyes flickering between yours and your lips. The silence that wrapped around the both of you filled the air with tension, neither of you daring to make a move. Jonathan fought the urge to break the distance between the two of you, afraid of what would happen if he did. 

A small sigh that escape his lips, pulled him back to reality but before he could step back or move away, you lifted yourself to your tiptoes and collided your lips with his. He froze, clearly in shock, before he began kissing back. The two of you kissed slowly as his hands found their way to your hips. He pulled you in closer, gripping at your waist and deepening the kiss. Your bodies pressed against one another heatedly, fuelling the passion and desire you both shared as your lips tangled with each other. 

The kiss grew faster and more passionate causing you to stumble backwards; the desk behind you catching you. Your hands moved to hold his face, trying to pull him closer to you as you fell from your tiptoes. His hands slid up and down your waist before reaching behind to hold your backside as he lifted you up. You gasped as he lifted you onto the desk, pulling away for a moment.

"Is this okay?" He panted. His pink lips were swollen and had clearly been touched by your lip gloss. You could only imagine what yours looked like. You nodded in response before attaching your lips back on his, grabbing a hold of his face once more. As your hands fell to grasp his shirt, his hands fell to pull on yours. He gently pulled it over your head, tossing it over his shoulder. He leaned in, wanting the taste of your lips again, but you moved back. You tugged at his shirt, signalling you wanted it off, and he obliged. He ripped it over his shoulders and threw it behind him before his hands found your waist again and his lips met with yours. 

As his hands roamed your body, you moaned into the kiss. He kissed down your chest, moving quickly towards the top of your pants before hooking his fingers inside of them and pulling them down slowly. Your fingers entwined in his hair as your head fell back, moaning. He grazed his fingertips up your bare thighs and towards your aching core. 

"Can I touch you?" He asked, looking down at your body. You nodded desperately.

"Please." You breathed. You watched as his hands slowly moved towards your heat, desperate for his touch, and you gasped once you felt him touch you gently through your panties. His hands glided over your pussy. His lips parted with a quiet moan as he felt your wetness. He kissed you gently as he slowly rubbed circles on your clit. You moaned and gasped, pulling away from the kiss to throw your head back in pleasure. His other hand gently moved to cup the back of your head, pulling your face back towards him and attaching both of your mouths again. His fingers slipped underneath your panties and circled your entrance. "Please." You gasped, begging for his touch. Your eyes fell shut as you moved your hips against his fingers. 

Suddenly, you felt his finger pushing against your entrance and you gasped once you felt him push them inside. Your hands gripped at his shoulders, trying to keep yourself stable as you moaned in pleasure. He began to slowly kiss down your neck, sucking on the spot that made you moan the most. 

"J-Jonathan, don't leave marks." You giggled softly, through your moans of pleasure. He didn't answer, he only chuckled in response before attaching his lips back onto the same spot and sucking. His fingers began to speed up as he thrust them inside of you, making you whine and moan. Your hips moved against his fingers, begging for more. "Jonathan," You whined, bucking your hips. 

"What? Are you okay?" He asked, pulling his mouth away from you with concern covering his face. 

"Please, I need you." You moaned, biting your lip to try and keep them quiet. His fingers got faster and you could feel the knot inside your stomach building. "Please! I need you inside of me!" You moaned, wrapping your hands in his hair. His mouth opened in pleasure as he watched your face contort. 

"Cum for me first." He whispered, not daring to take his eyes off of you. You whimpered at his words, not expecting the sudden confidence from him. His hand moved to rub your clit while his other thrusted his fingers in and out of you, making you squirm and gasp as the pleasure built. "Cum for me, Y/N, please," He begged, kissing down your neck once more.

With that, you felt the pressure build and build until you couldn't hold back anymore and you gasped as you came on his fingers. He kept thrusting through your orgasm, wrapping his other hand around your waist to keep you still as your hips wiggled trying to get away from the pleasure. 

"J-Jonathan!" You screamed, pulling at his hair. Your eyes rolled back as your head fell and your mouth gaped open silently. Your legs shook as you squirmed. He slowed his fingers as you calmed down, allowing you to catch your breath through your moans. "Oh my god." You breathed, looking back at him. He bit his lip as he looked at you before removing his fingers from you. 

"Do you still- uh-" He stammered,

"Yes, Jonathan, please." You whimpered, moving your hands down to wrap around his neck. You pulled him in and attached your lips, moaning into the kiss. His face flushed red at your words. He never expected you to want him, let alone be underneath him right now. He pulled away from you as he quickly pulled his jeans down, tripping over himself slightly. You giggled softly as you watched him struggle. He looked up at you with a smile. 

"What's so funny?" He laughed, pulling his jeans fully off. He moved towards you, standing between your legs again and holding your waist.

"Nothing," You said softly, placing your hands on his face and pulling his lips onto yours. He moaned into the kiss as his hands grazed over your body before slowly making their way to your panties. He pulled them down, throwing them to the floor, before doing the same with his boxers. Suddenly, he jerked himself back.

"Oh shit," He breathed. He tapped your waist gently before rushing to his bag. 

"What are you–" You started, but before you could answer, you noticed the gold square packaging he pulled from his backpack. "You just carry those around with you?"

"All guys do." He panted, hurrying back to you. You laughed softly.

"I don't think all guys do." You replied, brushing the hair away from his face and cupping the back of his head. He chuckled and looked at you before gently pecking your lips. 

"You know, I really like you, Y/N." He spoke softly. His smile faded into a concerned look as he waited anxiously for a reply. You stared back at him, wishing for words to come out of your mouth but they didn't. He sighed, "I mean, I don't just do this stuff with just anybody," Your lips curled into a soft smile as you titled your head slightly, looking at him in lovingly.

"I really like you too, Jonathan," You cooed, wrapping your arms around his neck. His worried expression quickly began to fade as you continued, "Maybe we uh– should've said that out loud before– you know," You bit your lip, holding back your laugh. Jonathan shook his head with a big smile forming on his face. 

"Eh, maybe." He whispered before attaching his lips to yours. He reached one of his hands to cup your face gently, pulling your mouth closer to him and deepening the kiss. Without pulling away, he aligned himself with your entrance. When you felt him push against your core, you gasped and pulled away, looking down. He lifted your chin gently, forcing you to look at him.

"You sure?" He asked, looking into your eyes. You nodded, pulling at his neck to bring him closer to you. He held his ground. "I need words, baby."

"Yes! Yes, Jonathan! Please!" You whined. He slowly began to push himself forward, sliding into you and you gasped. One of your hands grasped at his chest as you moaned. He paused, looking up at you with concern. Your eyes fell shut as your face contorted in pleasure and pain. "It's okay, it's okay, please just go." You winced. He began moving again, sliding deeper into you without taking his eyes off of your face. He groaned as he placed himself fully inside of you, snaking one of his arms around your waist, holding your bodies close. You took a second to catch your breath before allowing him to move. He obliged, slowly beginning to thrust in and out of you. You gasped at the movement, tightening your grip on his hair. 

"Fuck." He groaned, looking at your pleasure-filled face. His arm stayed wrapped around your body tightly, making sure you didn't fall back. He began to pick up the pace which forced a loud moan out of you. He quickly placed his hand over your mouth as he continued to thrust into you, moving the other hand to hold onto your hips. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you grasped onto Jonathan's shoulders. You felt your orgasm building and building once more. Jonathan knew you were close by the way you were clenching around him. "So close, baby, just hold it a little longer," He whispered while he continued to slam into you. Your mouth gaped open behind Jonathan's hand as he muffled your moans. "Gotta be quiet for me, okay?" You felt your orgasm approaching at a rapid pace. You reached your hand out to press against his chest. He shut his eyes as his head fell back with a quiet moan, while continuing to move inside out you faster. He moved his hand that covered your mouth down to hold your hips as he went harder, chasing his own high. 

"J–Jonathan," You whimpered through your moans, trying to stay quiet. The knot in your stomach was burning and needed to be released, you could barely hold it back anymore. He rocked his hips back and forth rapidly as his orgasm approached. 

"Cum, baby, cum for me." He groaned. And with his words, you felt your body reach its climax and release with a loud moan. He continued thrusting through your orgasm, allowing the feeling of your body spasming to guide him to his peak. You felt your body shudder and squirm as your orgasm hit you. Your arms moved around aimlessly, begging for something to grasp on to. You decided on his neck, wrapping your arms around him once more and pulling him closer. Your loud moans filled his ears.  

"Oh fuck!" You gasped. He filled the space between the two of you, colliding your mouths together as you kissed passionately. His brows furrowed as you both moaned into the kiss. You had never felt so good in your life. You both pulled away from the kiss, allowing air back into your lungs as Jonathan tucked his head in the crook of your neck. He continued rocking back and forth, slowing his movements as you both began to calm down. 

Now, you were both panting as small moans and whimpers escape both of your lips. He lifted his head and looked down at where your bodies connected before you felt him move again. As he pulled out of your sensitive core, your body shuddered and you gasped. You quickly bit your lip to stop yourself from becoming louder than you already were. You stared at each other, the only sound in the room being your slowing pants as you both attempted to catch your breaths. 

"Holy shit." He added quietly through his breath. You licked your lips before letting your head fall down with a small giggle. After hearing your quiet laugh, he lifted your face to meet his eyes. "What?" He chuckled back, tilting his head at you.

"I can't believe we just had sex in the darkroom." You said, laughing, before sliding off of the table and picking up your clothes from the floor. 

"I can't believe we just had sex." He mumbled under his breath, also picking up his clothes and putting them back on. Your ears didn't catch the last sentence. You fixed up your hair and re-applied some lip gloss. 

"Shit, the time," He gasped, picking up his satchel and throwing the strap over his shoulder. You hurried to pick up your bag up from the floor. Just as you reached to grab the door knob, you felt Jonathan's hand quickly grab your wrist and spin you back around. "Hey, uh, um–" He stuttered. "We should probably talk about–"

"Yeah, um, right," You replied. He looked down at his hand that held onto your wrist and quickly pulled it back.

"Uh– yeah, um, so," He started, waiting for you to jump in and finish his sentence for him so he wouldn't have to say the words. When you didn't, he sighed. "This is hard." You let out a breath.

"Yeah, it is." You replied, fiddling with your fingers. "I mean, words are hard, right?"

"Right, yeah." He agreed awkwardly, looking away from your eyes. "Maybe we uh– don't need words." 

"Yeah, words are stupid." You said, nodding quickly.

"Yeah."

"Yeah." You both stared awkwardly at each other for a moment, neither knowing what to do. Suddenly, the tension was interrupted by you. "Okay, I got to go," You said quickly, rushing to open the door and escape from the awkwardness you were drowning in. The bright light that came from the sun blinded you as you lifted your arm to cover your eyes. 

"Wait, Y/N!" Jonathan called over your shoulder, following you through the door. You shut your eyes and sighed before turning back to Jonathan with a smile. "Look, I don't want things to be weird, I–"

"Weird? No, not at all." You interrupted, swatting his shoulder playfully. It was a lie. Obviously, things were weird. "I mean, it's not like we just had sex or anything."

"Y/N–" He sighed, his brows raising. 

"No, I know, I'm sorry," You continued, rushing to try and save yourself. "It just feels weird, ya know?" He nodded and looked to the ground. "I mean, I do like you, I just–" You paused, looking around at the people that passed through the school. Your distraction gave Jonathan an opportunity to cut in.

"We both get uncomfortable during these types of situations and I don't want to this time." He said firmly, looking up at you. "I know I'm an awkward person, okay?" You stared back at him, unsure of what to say. "But I really want this to work so I'm gonna try." His eyes followed your lips as they curved into a smile.

"I really want this to work too," You said softly. You looked into his eyes and then down at his lips for a moment, wishing they were on yours again. You quickly pulled yourself out of your daydream and cleared your throat. "Communication. That's what we need." He nodded. "Yup, just good old-fashioned communication." You both smiled back at each other. He wrapped his arm around your neck as the two of you began walking towards your first class.

"Yeah, right, so–" His voice trailed, "How do we do that?" You bit your lip and squinted your eyes as you turned to him. 

"Talking?" You faltered, forcing out a smile.

"Great, perfect, we're both so good at talking," He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes at you. You laughed as the two of you walked arm in arm toward the entrance of the school. "Maybe we should just stick to kissing?" He joked, turning to you and leaning down to kiss your lips. You kissed him gently before playfully pushing at his chest.

"Wow, at least take a girl out to dinner." You said, your smile only growing. The two of you smiled and laughed with each other as you walked through the school doors and down the halls. 

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[5starthot]

RIDING JONATHAN RIDING JONATHAN RIDING JONATHANAJAKAKWKWNSN

it all happened so fast, you and jonathan were supposed to be studying but neither one of you were complaining. before you knew it you were bouncing on top of him, his tip repeatedly hitting that one spot drawing a long moan from your lips. jonathan smirking loving the pretty sounds you make for him, one hand gripping your hip while the other rests besides him, helping you grind against him knowing your legs are growing weaker and weaker. grabbing your chin pulling you closer, softly whispering against your lips telling you how good your doing and how good you feel before pulling you in for a kiss. his tongue dragging against yours, the kiss being rudely interrupted by a loud squeal escaping your lips. jonathan looking down watching as your arousal seeps out of you soaked cunt making a mess all over his stomach. watching as your fluids mix together “fuck..” he breaths, panting heavily “let’s get you cleaned up love”

[jonathanbyershusband]

Jonathan Byers the type of guy to leave sweet lazy kisses across your shoulders and mumble faint ‘good-mornings’ as you flip pancakes in the kitchen with sunlight casting its warm glow around the room early each morning and music drifts its way from the living room into the kitchen so softly and the two of you exchange gentle smiles and his eyes crinkle ever-so-slightly and shine with adoration at your every move and—

*cough* Uh I mean whaaat

[kotokoxii]

Robin and Jonathan BFFs!!

Likes and reblogs appreciated! 💕

[ashwhowrites]

25, 36 smut with sub Jonathan? If you write for him of course

I love Jonathan and I'd love to ruin him

“What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?”

“Touch yourself.”

Not proofread

Jonathan had this new friend, Argyle. He was a good guy and very funny. But he has the tendency to steal her boyfriend, get him high, and never give him back.

Y/N will admit she's a needy girlfriend. She wants her boyfriend. She misses him. They've been through hell together, sticking side by side with Will. And now that things seem to be going good, Jonathan wanted to feel good. Getting high didn't seem like a big deal. His brain in the clouds, having no idea he's been ignoring his girlfriend for weeks.

And she wasn't having it. People could sense the tension between the couple, just not Jonathan or Argyle. And it wasn't Argyle's fault, but she wanted to blame him.

She was used to Jonathan always being by her side. Now he's barely home, getting high at a pizza shop and not bothering to return her calls.

But she had a plan

She was going to make him beg for the slightest bit of attention.

~~

She used her best make up, styled her hair to perfection, and put on her best dress.

She smiled as she walked into Jonathan's room. Not surprised to see Argyle already in there, smoking a blunt.

"wow baby....you look gorgeous" Jonathan gasped. Coughing away the smoke in his lungs.

"damn girl" Argyle whistled.

She sent him a smile and walked over to Jonathan's closet.

"what are you doing?" Jonathan asked. Eyes watching her body closely. Tugging on his jeans lightly.

"I need a jacket. Supposed to be cold" she answered blankly. Digging through his hangers until she found the one she wanted. Smiling as she yanked the blue flannel.

"where are you going?" He piped up

"Jackie invited me out with her and Jackson" smirking as she said the name.

"JACKSON?" Jonathan piped up fast

"who's that?" Argyle

"he's a friend" Y/N said quickly, slipping on the jacket as she raced out of the door.

~~

"a friend my ass. He's been after her for months." Jonathan scoffed, standing up from his bed. "You're driving me to her, now!"

~~

"you see her?" Jonathan whispered, eyes searching the crowd at the carnival

"no" Argyle answered, also searching for the girl.

"WAIT THERE!" he exclaimed.

Jonathan followed Argyle's pointed finger.

Instantly heated as he saw Jackson's arm over her shoulder, leading her through the crowd.

"what's our plan dude?" Argyle asked.

"get him the fuck away from my girlfriend" Jonathan growled. Walking fast to the couple.

"BABE!" he screamed, acting shocked as he threw Jackson's arm off of her and hugging her.

"J?" She asked, definitely not expecting him to be here.

"hey! How funny we ran into you....at the carnival...on the same night"

"yeah that is... especially since I asked Jonathan to take me a week ago and he said no" her eyes glared over him. Not hiding just how pissed she was.

Jonathan flinched at her tone. Biting his lip as he swallowed. He slightly remembers that but he was so high that he didn't even know what she asked.

"shit man...you fucked up" Argyle muttered as he rocked on his feet.

Y/N scoffed and walked off. Leaving between all three boys behind her.

~~

Jonathan lost her in seconds. Guilt eating him alive as he drove back home.

He sat silently on his bed, twiddling his thumbs as he waited for her to come back.

Once he heard the front door open, here her say a soft hello to his mom and then his bedroom door opened.

"um hi" Jonathan whispered.

She ignored him, throwing off his jacket and shoving it to the floor. Changing into his shirt and climbing into bed.

He watched as she rolled on her side, ignoring him completely.

"I'm sorry" he said softly, pressing a kiss into her shoulder.

She shrugged him off, covering herself even more with the blanket.

"okay I know I fucked up. Can we talk about it?"

She groaned and rolled over. He sat next to her and she looked up with heated eyes.

"Talk about it? We haven't had a conversation in months. All you do is get high and ditch me. All I wanted was a date at a fucking carnival and you couldn't even take me to that. Forget it J" she sighed, going to turn back over but Jonathan's hand stopped her.

"no come on. I'm sorry. I've been a shitty and absent boyfriend. Let me make it up to you yeah?" He whispered in her ear. Kissing down her neck. Kissing up to her lips and kissing them softly.

When she didn't pull away, he took it as a yes. Rolling himself on top of her, yanking off his shirt. His hand crept up her shirt, fingers tracing her skin softly. Slowly twisting her nipples. Listening to her moan

She leaned up to his lips, whispering close

“What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?” she chuckled

His face dropped instantly.

"huh?" He squeaked out. Moaning slightly as she reached into his boxers, pulling out his cock

He looked down as she held it between them, dropping it. But he was so hard it stayed straight up

“Touch yourself.”

His eyes snapped to hers

"wait what?"

"touch your cock for me J" she whispered. Kissing his lips softly

He whined as he nodded

"okay baby"

He put his hand under her mouth, groaning as she spit on his palm.

He spit as well. Mixing their spit together and he lubed his cock. Moaning instantly as he pumped himself slowly.

He felt almost shy under her gaze. Her eyes watching his every movement. Following with every pump he made to his cock. Watching as the precum leaked down his tip. His tip was red.

"always so big" she complimented. Jonathan was definitely a grower. With every pump he always got bigger and bigger. Always having her test her own limits when he'd fuck her.

"fuck" he moaned. Eyes watching her as she sucked on her fingers. He pumped himself faster.

"you wish it was me huh?" She teased. Tracing her fingertips over his head. Smirking as he whined

Nodding fast as he began to rock into his hand.

"yes. Please?" He asked. His eyes looking up, pleading softly

"hell no. You ignore me, I'm ignoring you. Get yourself off and go to bed" she smirked

Laying herself down. Closing her eyes and humming softly.

She didn't care if he got so desperate he cried for her.

She wasn't touching a thing

'"are ..you going to bed?" He squeaked, hand stilling on his cock

"yes. Goodnight baby. Clean yourself off when you're done" still with her eyes closed

He pathetically whined. He couldn't be too loud with his mother and brother just doors down.

She was stubborn and she wasn't playing.

He had to accept that she wasn't giving him anything.

He pumped himself faster. He just wanted to get off now.

He clenched his eyes as he got closer. His free hand sneaking under her shirt, lifting the material up.

Moaning louder as he faced her bare tits. He leaned down and sucked on the skin softly. Still pumping himself as he got closer to his orgasm.

Sucking her nipples and switching between the two.

He pulled away with an idea

"can I use you baby?" He whispered

She didn't move a single muscle

He slid off his boxers, setting himself between her tits, pushing the skin together.

He moaned as her tits covered his cock, pushing himself in between her tits fast. All he wanted was to cum. He spit on his cock, smearing it from her left tit, to his cock, and to her right tit. Soaking his skin and hers. Thrusting himself faster, whining as he could feel his thighs clenching.

"that's it...I'm gonna cum for you" he moaned

Pushing her tits around his cock harder as he shot his load all over her tits and neck. Moaning as he emptied everything in him.

Once he felt his body relax, he threw on pants. Walking to the bathroom to get a warm towel, cleaning off her chest and neck. Kissing the skin softly as he pulled down her shirt.

He cuddled behind her, kissing her cheek.

"still not forgiven" she muttered

[mayumiiyuu]

out of my league - fitz and the tantrums with jonathan byers please !!

j. byers || out of my league

Jonathan Byers had never met anyone that absolutely embodied the word ‘ethereal’ until he had met you.

He was absolutely mesmerized by you, the graceful way in which you carried yourself, your dainty, dreamy disposition, and the otherworldly look in your eyes as you stared out of the window while you daydreamed during class.

He couldn't believe his own senses when you approached him after class in order to ask him about his photography. The way you smiled at him turned his legs to jelly, his usual well-articulated mind into a stuttering, stammering mess.

You sat with him at lunch that day, every time you leaned towards him he could catch a whiff of your powdery, floral perfume which caused his face to flush a bright red.

Mystified and curious about the quiet boy who sat at the back of your math class, you had decided that you would talk to him, really get to know him.

And you were glad you did.

Despite his reserved demeanor in class, he turned out to be one of the best people you could have ever met. He took all your words to heart, truly listened to you whenever you spoke. It was refreshing to you, in all honesty; usually, guys would just smoothtalk their way towards you, never actually intent on getting to know you, the real you.

But Jonathan was earnest and genuine and sincere, in everything that he did, which you appreciated greatly.

The more time you spent with him, the more your heart seemed to flutter whenever he was around. He was always there for you to talk to, whether you spoke to him in the most exciting, animated way when you had a good day, or even when you lamented and complained to him about your sexist teachers and disappointments when you had a bad day.

Through thick and thin, Jonathan was at your side.

Would it honestly be all that crazy of an idea that you had fallen for him?

You had started to make your feelings towards him quite obvious, ditching your more popular, well known friends in favor of his own company, which was leagues better than your vain 'friends' who only ever gossiped and talk bad about anybody who didn't meet their impossible standards.

You took whatever free time you had to spend time with him, asking him all sorts of questions that you knew would spark his interest whenever you two would hang around his house. You loved spending quality time with him and his brother, Will, as well, silently commending Joyce for her parenting, having raised two sweet boys all on her own.

Still, Jonathan couldn't push down all his insecurities. He was what the popular called a 'weird kid' all because he preferred being on his own, convincing himself that you were way out of his league, too good to ever be seen with someone as the likes of him.

Your family was well off, lived in a pristine, two story house in the nicer part of town. Your sunny disposition would make Apollo himself fall to your feet in praise as you let out a laugh.

But you reassured him each time that you wanted to be with him because you like him, wholly and truly, which always brought a smile to his face.

After months of you hinting at your romantic feelings for him, being more affectionate towards him and showering him with compliments, he had finally mustered all the courage within himself to formally ask you out on a date, to which you responded happily to.

You were currently sitting at your vanity, carefully styling your hair for your date, your stomach did flips in excitement while you prepared. Smoothening out your outfit, you smiled at your reflection, unable to contain the butterflies that surged through your system.

"(y/n), darling, your date is here!" Came the loving voice of your mother as she called you from beneath the staircase.

You rushed down, fixing your hair one last time as your mother smiled at you, giving you a small wink as she wished you luck before you waved her goodbye while you walked out the door.

Jonathan silently thanked whatever god there was up there for giving him a ribcage to prevent his heart from completely leaping out from his chest as he caught sight of you. He felt his hands tremble nervously as you stood before him.

"Hi, Jonathan."

The way you say his name was no match for whatever melody any talented composer on this world could ever craft, sending his heart into oblivion with the rate it sped whenever you'd even speak to him.

You gave him a small, shy, smile as you reached your hand out to hold his.

"You look absolutely beautiful." He breathed out.

You chuckle lightly as you two make your way to his car. "So where are we going?"

Ever the gentleman, he opens the passenger door for you and you slip in.

"It's a surprise." Was all he said as the two of you buckled your seatbelts.

In truth, you didn't care where you two went or what you did, so long as you were with him, every moment would be worth it.

...

You two had just eaten some of the most sumptuous food at a local diner Jonathan used to go to every weekend with his family, the fact that he had brought you to a place that had somewhat of a significance in his life made your heart melt.

Presently, the two of you were walking on a tree lined pathway at a park, the spring winds had caused the flowering trees to spread about their blossoms, creating a fairytale-like atmosphere around the two of you.

Everything felt right in the world with your fingers intertwined with his own warm hands.

You had just thrown your head back in laughter as Jonathan told you about a funny encounter he had that day just before he had picked you up, before you spotted you quote on quote 'friends' hanging out on one of the benches.

As soon as they catch sight of you, you silently hardened your resolve in preparation for their teasing.

"Hey, (y/n)!" One of them calls out.

At the sound of your name being called, Jonathan looks up, only for his gaze to fall back down as they had ushered you over with a wave of their hand.

You glance at him to make sure he was okay, only for him to smile and nod his head towards you.

"It's alright, go, they're calling you."

Your lips form a tight smile before you unlace your hand from his, immediately missing his touch as you walked over to your friends.

"Hi." you greeted curtly.

One of them, a guy, glances at Johnathan before snorting.

"Are you seriously on a date or something with Byers, over there?"

You frown, furrowing your eyebrows as you crossed your arms.

"So what if I am?"

Another one of your friends scoffs, rolling her eyes.

"Come on, (y/n), you could do so much better."

Jonathan winces inwardly at those words, shuffling his feet as thoughts swirl in his head. They were right, what were you doing with him?

"Yeah, come on, hang out with us, (nickname), ditch that loser already."

"If you keep leading him on like that, he'll follow you like a little puppy for the rest of your life." Another friend adds.

One of your guy friends, Reed, wraps an arm around you, leading you closer to them. You tense at his touch, glancing behind you as Jonathan kicked the dirt, waiting and wishing for all of this to be over.

"Come on, (y/n), baby, why don't you let me take you on a date instead, huh? Bet I'd be a lot better company than that freak."

Your face flushes with anger at his statement, shrugging his arm off your shoulders harshly.

"Don't ever fucking call him that!" You seethe, glaring at the group.

Reed puts his hands up in surrender. "I was just joking, geez, (y/n), lighten up!" He chuckles, nervously, the entire group taken aback by your sudden outburst and profanity.

"You know what, can you all, just once in your lives get your heads out of your asses and be decent people for once? I'll date whoever the hell I want to date, my love life is none of your business." You spat, poison dripping off your tongue with each word that spilled from your mouth.

Their jaws hung open before another one of your former friends, a girl, spoke.

"Wow, who knew you could be such a bitch?"

"Not as much of a bitch as you," You snap, scowling at her. "Fuck off, all of you, and don't you dare for a second think I won't leak any of the shit you've said to me if you ever so much as look at Jonathan badly."

With that, you stomped back towards your date, whos eyes were wide with surprise with how fiercely you had defended him. You grab him by the hand, leading him far away from your asshole friends, muttering curses under your breath.

"Are you alright?" He asks, concern lacing his words.

You close your eyes, taking in a deep breath in an attempt to cool down your blood that had boiled angrily in that past moment. He rubs his thumb against the back of your hand, soothing you. As soon as you open your eyes only to see Johnathan's warm ones staring back at you, all the rage from earlier melts away.

You smile at him, genuinely. "I'm okay now, so long as I'm with you."

He gives you a soft smile as he snakes his arm around your waist.

"Good."

you lean into his touch, resting your head on his shoulder as you two continue to stroll across the park. He unwraps himself from you for a moment as you two reach a small patch of grass dotted with wild flowers. You shoot him a questioning look.

"Don't worry, I'm just going to go get something."

He walks towards a certain patch of flowers, carefully selecting the brightest, prettiest ones that reminded him of you. Soon, he had returned to you with a bouquet made of an assortment of various kinds of wildflowers; from the white, delicate petals of daisies to the warm colored petals of daylilies.

You smile so wide you swear it made your cheeks ache, your heart swelled with admiration as he handed the bouquet to you.

"I didn't have time to get you roses so I-I thought that I'd still get you some, they're not the best but--"

You cut off his rambling with a kiss to his cheek, fingers softly playing with the vibrant petals.

"It's perfect." You say, voice barely above a whisper as you admired the flowers he had given you.

His cheeks dust with pink at your action, taking your hand in his once more.

"You know, I didn't expect for you to even say yes when I asked you out." He confessed.

You bump his shoulder with yours. "Why would you ever think that?"

"Because," He starts, shrugging as if the answer was clear as day. "You're kind of, um, way out of my league."

You roll your eyes playfully at him, bringing his hand to your lips as you kiss his knuckles.

"Well, it's about time you get that thought out of your head."

And in that moment, with you at his side, all his fears, all the thoughts filled with his insecurities that swirled in his head, the voice that told him he wasn't good enough for you, quieted down.

He relished in the way you held his had, the giggles that erupted from your throat as you recounted all the things you said to your former 'friends', and all he could do was admire you as the sunlight bathed your features in gold.

Out of his league or not, all he knew that he was falling, quicker, deeper, than he could have ever imagined.

[foreverautumn89]

This is giving off major Stoncy vibes.

It's a Stancy wedding since its a 'high dollar' wedding. Jonathan is his best man. Just listen:

[teddyrb]

Hide and Seek

Byers Family x Byers!Gn!Reader

Genre - Fluff, Angst

Warning - Swearing.

Summary - When Y/n and their brothers go out to play hide and seek, Jonathan and Will are unable to find Y/N.

A/N - This is kinda short but it was supposed to just be a Jonathan one shot because I love Jonathan, he’s such a considerate and caring brother but I changed it.

Word count - 878

The three of you had gone outside, Joyce was yelling on the phone to Lonnie and Jonathan didn't want you to hear anything so he suggested you go play outside.

"Why don't we play hide and seek, okay? I'll go first and you two hide, just don't go too far." Jonathan looked down at the two of you and waited for you to agree before he turned around and started counting. "One, two, three, four, five."

He heard the both of you run towards the trees around the back of the house, after thirty or so seconds he stopped counting. He walked towards the backyard slowly, "Ready or not, here I come." And then he began walking towards the forest where he knew the two of you had hidden.

Will had hidden himself in Castle Byers, it was his favourite place to hide but Jonathan always waited a couple of minutes before he found the boy. You were the hardest to find, you were extremely outdoorsy and competitive, and worst of all, you weren't afraid of getting dirty. Jonathan had once found you covered in dirt after you had yourself under a pile of leaves, another time your clothes were ripped horrifically from hiding in a thorny bush and he one found you minutes before you could hide yourself on the roof of the shed. Jonathan knew that you scoped out places to hide all the time, you took this seriously and he knew that giving you this escape helped when all your mom and older brother could worry about was how many shifts they needed to get to afford rent and food. He looked around for you, Will in tow but after fifteen minutes they'd split up, still looking for you.

The boy's looked under every leaf pile, they checked all of the bushes that they could find but you were nowhere to be seen. Jonathan was beginning to worry. After everything that had happened over the past few years he could never be 100% certain that you were safe and not being able to find you scared the crap out of him. "You won Y/N! Come out now, we need to go back inside." Jonathan was shouting, waiting for you to jump out from behind a tree and scare the shit out of him. "Fuck." He whispered as he and Will couldn't find a trace of you. Tears came to Jonathan's eyes at the thought that he could be responsible for you being in trouble.

Him and Will made there way back inside, they needed Joyce's help with finding you. Joyce looked stressed when the boys walked in but was no longer on the phone, she looked at the two boys and noted your absence. "Where's Y/N?" Joyce asked standing up and looking behind them, neither of them could answer. "Where's Y/N?" She asked again, more tension in her voice this time.

"We can't find them mom. We're playing hide and seek and I told them both not to go too far but, me and Will, we've looked everywhere mom, they're not there." Jonathan couldn't look Joyce in the eyes.

"Stay here you two." She pushed past the boys and made her way into the forest, she started calling out your name. Panicked.

"Y/N, where are you? You won you need to come out now." She yelled moving around the forest so you would hear her, a tear streamed down her face as she began panicking more. Behind her she could hear your laugh, Joyce turned around but you weren't there. Again, your laugh directed her, she looked up and you where there. Sat in a tree, shrouded in leaves, perfectly safe. "Oh my God, get down from there. Why did you climb up there, you could have fallen out of the tree if you weren't being careful." She scolded you as you made your way down the tree.

When you reached the bottom of the tree you saw how upset your mom was. She wrapped her arms around you and held you to her chest. "I'm sorry mom, I just wanted to win the game." You explained.

"Oh, you won alright. Let's get inside, Jonathan was freaking out when he couldn't find you." You felt even worse knowing that your brother was only trying to make you feel better over your dad. Joyce walked back but you moved quicker, wanting to put your brothers thoughts at ease.

Jonathan was sat at the table and Will was on the couch, both of them turned their gaze towards the door when it opened. Jonathan hugged you first and Will joined in when he reached the pair of you. "Oh my god, where were you?" Jonathan's voice was horse, it sounded like he wanted to cry.

"In a tree." You smiled a cheeky smile and he had to fight back a smile of his own. You knew he wasn't going to be mad at you.

Will laughed at you. "You hid in a tree? Oh my god. How did you even get up there?"

You shrugged your shoulders. "I climbed." You said sarcastically.

Jonathan smiled at your answer and Will laughed again. "You're such a loser." The younger brother spoke.

"Well, actually I won."

[ronweasleysleftnut]

angst prompt 9 with jonathan pls 🥺

Prompt:

I need to be with someone who actually wants me. And I know that's not you.

Jonathan byers x female!reader.

Jonathan likes someone else, and y/n can tell.

Liar Liar

It was 3am in the middle of winter. Y/n had her window open, looking out at the now falling snow. She hadn't been able to sleep, so instead she sat up in bed and read. When she saw the snow fall however, she wanted to watch.

Her elebows rested on the windowsill as she looked out past her neighborhood. It was cold enough for the snow to stick to the ground, and so in no time outside stayed to turn white. She had been up restless that night due to Jonathan. They had been together for 2 years now, since their Freshman year, but lately he's been acting different.

He's been distant, and he's been hanging around Nancy Wheeler, a lot. Y/n didn't think anything of it at first, Jonathan was allowed to have his own friends, but as time went on, she started to worry he liked her more than just friends.

She hadn't confronted him about this, she was too scared. She didn't want to be wrong, and end up jeopardizing their relationship even more, but at the same time this feeling gnawed at the pit of her stomach.

She took a deep breath before shutting the window in front of her and turning to her bed where she climbed back in and tucked the covers around herself. She closed her eyes, willing her body to finally fall asleep, to turn off these thoughts that went in an endless circle and just sleep. And eventually, it did.

She woke up the next morning at 6am to her mother calling from downstairs. She got up groggily from bed and slipped on some warm clothes for the now 2 inches worth of snow that accumulated while she slept.

School wasn't called off, it almost never is. And so when she went downstairs her mother had breakfast made, and after she finished, she heard Jonathan's car horn signaling his arrival outside.

He drove her to school every morning, despite anything else that may have been happening between them that always stayed consistent. "Morning", he says quietly, and Y/n can tell he's been experiencing his own insomnia. "Good morning" she says with a small smile and leans over to kiss him. He turns his head however, and she kisses his cheek instead.

"Let's go" he says with an awkwardly and Y/n nods, buckling her seat belt before Jonathan drives down the road slowly.

She sits through school as usual, her and Jonathan only had their last class of the day together, social studies. Despite that however, she can't help but have thoughts of him all day. She tries to confide in her best friend Robin during lunch, but it doesn't go to plan. "I don't know how mens minds work!" Robin said, her shoulders scrunching up as they do when she talks about this type of stuff. "I like women, I don't bother understanding the opposite gender" and with that, Y/n was left hopeless.

And to top it all off, when she went to history, Jonathan was no where to be seen.

After school she went out to the parking lot to Jonathan's car, ready to confront him about his absence, but when she got there she saw that Jonathan wasn't alone.

Nancy was standing with Jonathan by the back of his car, and before they could see her, Y/n went to the car over and listened in on their conversation. "Thank you for today, Jonathan" she hears Nancy say, and she can see the reflection of her smile in the glass. "It was no problem, really" he replied flustered, that smile Y/n loved so much flashing across his face. "So... I'll see you tomorrow?" She asks, and the boy nods.

Just as Y/n thinks she's about to leave however, Nancy goes on her tip toes and plants a kiss on Jonathan's cheek, causing his face to burn a shade of bright red.

Y/n feels tears come to her eyes, but she holds them back. As soon as Nancy is gone, she walks over to where Jonathan stands. He's still so awed by the kiss that he didn't even realize she came from the wrong direction. "Y/n" he said, smiling down at her, although she knew it wasn't a smile for her, it was from Nancy.

"Hey" she replied quietly, and Jonathan took her hands in his own. "Wanna come back to mine tonight?" He asked, and she looked up at him. Maybe she was wrong, maybe Jonathan did still love her? "I'd love to" she says with a smile, and Jonathan bends down and kisses her lightly on the lips before moving to the passenger door and opening it for her.

She gets in and watches as he goes around to the front of the car where he enters the driver's side. He starts the car and turns on the radio, tapping along to the beat on his steering wheel as they exit the parking lot.

Y/n still has hope as they pull into his driveway, however her dreams are crushed soon after.

They get into the house normally, Jonathan taking her coat at the door and telling her to sit while he gets them food. She takes her normal seat on his couch and turns on the TV, waiting for the boy to come back.

When he does, he's holding 2 sodas and a bag of chips. When he sits down, he places the bag of chips between them.

They switch through the channels until they land on some random game show, and Jonathan sits back ready to watch. Y/n however, turns to face him "So, what did you do today? You weren't in History..." she finally brings it up, and he looks over "Oh, uh.. I had other stuff to do" but Y/n isn't going to let go of it that easily.

"Oh" she says, "Like what?" And Jonathan takes a moment before turning his head towards her again, clearing his throat before speaking "Uh... I went out with Nance" he says. Nance. Y/n bites her lip to prevent the tears from forming in her eyes "Oh, so you and Nancy are good friends? Thats nice" She asks as casually as she can, but it seemed as though those were the magic words to make Jonathan open up.

Apparently he took it as an opening, that y/n was okay with it, because he opens up like a book and starts talking about Nancy like it's a middle school crush. "Yeah I mean she's just... she's really cool. And she knows what she wants, and she's determined and so thoughtful of the people around her, and when she's concentrating she does this cute thing where she bites her thumb" he imitates the motion and laughs, however when he looks over at Y/n, tears are openly coming down her face now.

"Y/n" he starts, moving immediately to comfort her. "Are you okay?" But she pulls away, wrapping her arms around herself. "You like her, don't you" she says, and Jonathan hesitates for a moment before responding "what, I no" he says, trying to touch her again but she pulls away and gets off the couch.

"Jonathan I saw you two together earlier!" She says, and his mouth drops "I saw her kiss you, and I saw the way you looked at her and I know that look Jonthan that's how you used to look at me" the tears are coming more than ever now, and Jonathan recollects himself, however he doesn't move to comfort her this time.

"Y/n, this is crazy" he says, motioning towards her "You're not denying it though, Jonathan! Because you know it's true" she responds, wiping the tears from her eyes as she recollects herself. "I love you" she says sincerely, walking towards him and looking him in the eye "But I need to be with someone who actually wants me. And I know that's not you."

Jonathan is left speechless as she moves away from him and towards the door, but at this he finally gets up to follow "Y/n, this is insane just come back we can talk about this" he tries but she shakes her head, pulling on her coat "There's nothing to talk about" she says with a sad smile, "I hope you're happy with her, Jon" and she exits the house, making new steps in the snow as she goes.

[mytheoristavenue]

Stranger Things Masterlist

Last Updated: 01/03/23

Total works: 28

Key: 🍋 = NSFW/Smut 💕 = Fluff/Romance 💔 = Angst

Headcanons:

Domestic with a pet - Jonathan, Eddie, Steve, and Argyle. 💕

Dating Jonathan Byers 💕🍋

Characters reacting to having an S/O with an ISTP Personality type 💕

Thanksgiving with your Boyfriend 💕

Jonathan Byers:

Obnoxious 💕💔

Lace 💕🍋

Due Date 💕

Comfort 💕

Rest and Relaxation  💕🍋

Gift Exchange 💕💔

Eddie Munson:

Noisy 💕🍋

Happy Birthday 🍋

Teach me 💕🍋

Indirect kisses 💕 

Pulling your strings 🍋💔

Sweet Child O’ Mine 💔💕

Stupid Boys (ft. Gareth Emerson) 💔💕🍋

Christmas Cookies 💕💔

Steve Harrington:

Breakfast at Tiffany’s 💕

Happy Birthday 🍋

Tree Decoration 💕💔

Gareth Emerson:

Lessons 🍋💕

Sneaky 💔💕🍋

Blessings 💕💔

Gareth using his drumsticks on you 🍋

Stupid boys (ft. Eddie Munson) 💕💔🍋

Pet names 💔💕

Mistletoe Kiss💕

[5starthot]

sub!jonathan begging you to eat you out and just worshipping you like a goddess akjsnsjsjskkaanjs

sry it took a while for me to get to this x

you don’t know what’s got him so excited this morning, waking up to soft pecks at your neck, his cool fingers trailing up your thigh. he knows your body so well, he knows just where to touch to get you wet in a instant, it’s embarrassing how fast he can turn you on from just the slightest touches, but you decide to ignore him along with the wetness growing in between your legs and the quiet begs coming from jonathan, “i wanna taste you love “, “please i’ll be fast”, hes so needy for you. and he hates when you ignore him, especially when you know how bad he wants you. but you wanna have a little fun with him. he loved eating you out more than anything, it was one of his favourite things to do, feeling your hands grip his hair tightly, listening to your sweet moans every time his tongue glides between your sweet folds, he’s addicted to you, and absolutely loves pleasuring you. and making him wait for it makes him want you even more, he’ll give anything to be in between your legs right now, and you’d be lying if u said u didn’t want him right now but you love seeing him like this. so submissive and desperate for you, him kissing down your stomach placing a wet kiss against your clothed cunt, now licking and biting at your thighs feeling your hips slightly jerk up, he knows u want him but if you want to play this game he’ll gladly play along. (he didn’t last very long) “please y/n i need you so bad” it’s becoming too much for him, Jonathan’s head resting on your stomach waiting for a response, his hips grinding into the mattress, quietly groaning against your skin. (your being so mean to him) now look at him, thrusting into the mattress pathetically, wishing he could feel you on his tongue right now, pre cum seeping out of him just thinking about it. look at what you do to him.