Jonathan Byers - Tumblr Posts
sorry for the terrible picture but jonathan self soothing means sm to me.
We moved on from this too quickly I fear.
the byers family having bangs:
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we’re all freaks and jonathan supports us
In which Jonathan voices his support for those of us who like “problematic characters.”
this is so freaking adorable
♡ㅤׄㅤִㅤ ୨୧ jonathan byers would actually be the most perfect, loving boyfriend there ever was. he’s such an amazingly caring, kind guy. there’s no other way to describe it. from the way he treats the people he loves shows exactly that, his protective gentle nature always made your soul smile, if that was even possible.
you don’t care though because it was true. jonathan was the little firefly that came into your life. he spread his wings, and instantly brightened up your world. you never thought you would ever fall in love with such a soft, nurturing human. but you were so incredibly grateful.
he’d be just the cutest and most domestic.
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it was one early morning at the byers trailer. after a study session going on for too long last night, you decided to stay over his and made sure to let tell your parents know. they absolutely adored your lover and trusted him so it didn’t take too much convincing to do. and joyce? oh man did she love you so. she practically treats you like her own.
you had woken up from your slumber, your fatigue body dragging itself into the kitchen and living area as best as you could. your eyes were met with the sight of your shirtless boyfriend *due to the fact he gave you his shirt for you to sleep in* at the stove, a spatula in his hand as he cooked. will was sitting at the little table coloring while joyce was pacing around looking for her purse.
the byers mother caught your sluggish figure first, a beautiful smile illuminating her face when she sees you.
“morning, sweetheart. how are you feeling?”
“good morning, ms. byers. i’m great, thank you! how about you?”the older woman scoffs lightly, grabbing her purse she finally finds on the couch. “oh love, it’s joyce! it’s some coffee left in the pot, help yourself out sweetheart” the words were a bit rushed as she grabbed everything she needed for work. making sure to peck both of her boys on their cheeks, giving you a hug before announcing her departure.
jonathan turns his head from the sizzling skillet to face you. giving you that warm smile you just love so so much.
“hey honey” he softly greets, a content hum emitting from him at the way you wrapped your arms around his waist. your face pressed against the relaxed muscles of his bare back.
“hi baby” you reply with the same sincereness, giving his body one last tight squeeze before breaking away from him. backing away to go up to ruffle will’s hair, giggling when he groans and shakes your hands off him. a smile plastering his face regardless at your antics.
“i’m making some eggs, babe. would you like some?” you immediately nod your head, coincidentally feeling your stomach vibrating with raging hunger in that moment. the older byers boy chuckles at your frantic motions, moving away from the stove momentarily to place a sweet kiss at your forehead.
“go grab a plate, i’m almost done. i’ll make you the special”suddenly will perks up, a confused expression on his face.
“what’s the special?”
“well, will. it’s called the special for a reason, buddy. it’s only reserved for y/n”
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STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST —
Credits to @anitalenia for dividers!
🕯️= NSFW
🩰= Fluff
💭= Angst
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• DAYS LIKE THIS - eddie munson x gf!reader | after a long day of cuddling and sex, you decide to treat your man with dinner and even more attention.
• BE MY VALENTINE - eddie munson x gf!reader | eddie surprises you for Valentine’s Day even though you know how much he hates the holiday.
• MORNING AFTER WITH EDDIE
i love them so much
Hopper-Byers Family ❤️
Stranger Things Meme 1
I'm as excited as y'all are about season 4 and I want to make gifsets but there are no new memes to do it, no specific challenges for it, and a dear friend of mine brought it up recently as well, so here we are. I have too many more of these planned for the future, so... to the first of many.
Rules:
Keep it WITHIN the first 3 seasons. Please do not include anything from Season 4, teasers and trailers alike. Thank you.
Take your time - memes like this normally take some time, so if you’re gonna commit, prepare yourself for a few weeks, if not months to complete it. You can always break off early, or take a break for a bit.
Do it at your own speed.
Use any means you wish - this is originally meant for gifs, but I'm not making that a hard rule. So text/fic/commentary, screencaps, picspams, gifs, art, videos, audio, etc. Use whatever you want.
If you do this meme, it’d be pretty cool if you could tag it with ‘STS4HypeMeme’, as I’ll be tracking that and keeping any eye out for anyone making things. But you don’t have to.
Reblog this post, so that others may become aware and join in if they want.
Things that can help you do this meme:
Stranger Things Screencaps - Screencapped (1, 2, 3) , HomeoftheNutty, Grandecaps
How to make screencaps of your own, if you have a DVD
Photoshop
Resource Blogs (Containing tutorials on how to make/color gifs/edits/screencaps, etc.) - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Actual examples of memes
Meme:
10 Healthy displays of affection
9 Moments of character growth and/or regression
8 References to D&D and/or Gaming
7 Background 80s Songs
6 Moments of brief, very brief happiness
5 Heart Wrenching conversations
4 People protecting someone they love
3 Awesome parent(ing) moments
2 Monstrous interactions
1 Member of The Party flying solo
It's accurate
i was bored so take this
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I saw a post earlier, I don't remember who posted it, but it was talking about how Jonathan, Hopper, and Max hate Mike, which is literally just delusional. Hopper literally has a soft spot for Mike and you cannot convince me that Max and Mike aren't best friends. Max cut everyone off pre S4 but had a whole conversation with Mike in the first episode and Jonathan couldn't hate Mike, they totally have a younger/older brother dynamic. Jonathan has known Mike since Mike was five and you wanna tell me that he hates Mike. People need to separate jokes from canon
my sister came up with a depressing ass theory for ST5 where everyone actually dies and max wakes up with everyone dead.
“its bullshit.” part 1.
jonathan byers x reader
contains: swearing, fluff, alcohol, reader being drunk, angst, break up, suggestive
(a longer fic than usual)
after being invited to a party, you get drunk to get rid of the stress of losing your bestfriend. little did you know, your drunk truths would lead you to losing someone else too, and becoming closer to someone else in the meantime.
you hop out of steve’s car, and head inside the party. the music is so loud, it practically bounces off the walls, aching in your ears, as steve pulls you into the crowd. after a bit of dancing, you feel someone’s presence behind you two. its billy hargrove. he seems to have a massive grudge against steve, and you scowl at him.
“we got ourselves a new keg king, harrington.” sneers one of steve’s old friends.
“yeah, eat it harrington!”
steve takes his sunglasses off, staring billy down. not wanting to be involved, you briskly walk to the kitchen, wanting to get some “fruit” punch. sweeping past the couples making out against the counter, you approach a guy whos chugging the drink out of a classic red cup.
“whats in this?” you ask curiously, peering down at what seems to be fruit punch.
“PURE FUEL! PURE FUEL!” the peculiar guy yells, slapping his chest and burping.
grimacing at him, you take a cup and fill it to the brim, downing it. at some point, steve had arrived next to you, and is urging you to take it easy.
“hey.. whoa, whoa! hey.. whoa, whoa, whoa! take it easy. take it easy, y/n, y/n!” he lays a hand on your shoulder, comfortingly.
you shove his shoulder off, annoyed at how protective hes being. after all, its a party, right??
“we’re just being stupid teenagers for the night. wasnt that the deal?” you say, frustrated, dipping the cup in again and taking a gulp. you wipe off a bit of punch that got on your cheek and head off into the crowd, away from steve.
your temper calms down after a bit, the drink getting to your head and making you feel lightheaded and fuzzy. you’re giddily dancing with steve. you dont notice the familiar face entering the party, as you’re lost in a (drunk) trance.
you wobble over to the punch bowl, almost dipping the cup in again, when steve grabs your arm and shoves the cup away.
“no, no, no.” he says, firmly.
“get offffffff…!” you slur your words, pissed off, as you struggle against his grip.
“no, you’ve had enough, okay?”
“screw you!” you shout, heading back to the bowl. you dip the cup in the punch again, filling it up to the top. steve grabs you again, making you even more angry.
“stop, y/n, im serious!” he says again, struggling to take the cup from your tight grip.
“put it down.”
“no!” you scream.
“put it down!” he says again, trying to grab the cup from your grasp.
“steve, stop!”
steve accidentally lets go, and the red cup goes flying and lands splat on your white blouse. you gasp in horror and embarrassment as you step back, staring down at your now-ruined outfit. everyone exclaims as they watch the scene unfold.
“what the hell??” you say, running off to the bathroom. you ignore steve running after you.
wetting a towel, you desperately try to wipe off the red mess that the drink made.
“y/n, im sorry. its not coming off, y/n.” says steve.
“its… coming..” you trip over your words in your drunken state, helplessly dabbing at your blouse.
“let me just take you home, okay? come here.” begs steve, knowing this has turned into a nightmare.
“you-you wanted thisss.” you say, angrily, pushing him away from you.
“no i didnt want this, i told you to stop drinking.” steve sighs, running a hand through his hair.
“its bullshit. BULLSHIT.”
“no, its not bullshit, y/n.”
“no, youuuu. youre.. bullshit!” you exclaim.
“wh-what?” steve stammers.
“youre pretending like.. like everythings.. okay. you know, like we didnt… like we didnt kill barb.” you spit out, glaring at him.
“like, like, its great. like we’re in love.. and we’re partying.” you carry on.
“yeah, lets party huh? party. we’re partying…”
“this is bullshit.” you say, a look of disgust forming on your face, as you stare up at steve’s hurt expression.
“ ‘like we’re in love?’ “ steve utters, his voice eerily quiet. he reaches out and touches your face, as you mutter out again.
“its bullshit.”
steve shakes his head in disbelief. “y-you dont love me?”
“its bullshit.” you say, one last time. steve swiftly opens the door, and leaves, slamming it behind him without another word. you mindlessly stare at the counter, trying to dab the red liquid off of you again, not knowing what to think.
after hearing jonathan took you home, in a heated conversation the next day with steve, you head to the carpark. you have the worst hangover, you’re heads throbbing and you can barely think straight.
“so.. steve asked you to take me home?” you inquire.
“yeah.” jonathan says simply. maybe you’re imagining it, but he seemed a little hesitant, almost like he was trying to convince himself it was true, too.
“yeah, yeah he was upset. he was really upset. but he was still worried about you.”
“hey, hey. you need to cut yourself some slack. people say shitty things when theyre wasted. y’know, things they dont mean.” jonathan says softly, trying to reassure you.
“yeah but thats the thing. what if i did mean it? all this time, ive been trying so hard to pretend like everything’s fine, but.. its not.” you burst out, before you can stop yourself.
“i.. i feel like theres this, i dont know like this..-“
“like theres this weight youre carring around, all the time.” jonathan finishes the sentence for you, as he stares deep into your eyes.
“i feel it too.”
“yeah but its different for you. will came home.” you remind him.
“he did, but hes not the same. i try to be there for him, to help him. but.. i dont know.” he sighs, and you watch him.
“maybe things just cant go back to the way they were.” jonathan finishes.
“doesnt that make you mad?” frustrated, you ask him. i mean, how couldnt it? you knew it certainly did for you..
“i mean, the people who did this, who- who ruined so many lives, just.. get away with it!” you huff out, breathlessly.
“the people responsible for this, theyre dead.” says jonathan.
you dont believe it for one second, however. it’s been on your mind a lot, and you had a hunch.
you lean in closer. “do you really believe that?” you ask intensely.
you watch a kid in the distance blast music out of his walkman, as he tucks into a burger.
“your mom’s boyfriend. he works at radio shack right?” you ask, an idea quickly forming in your head.
“yeah. but why??” jonathan seems extremely confused.
you look to the side, zoning out as he speaks up again.
“what are you thinking..?”
“do you wanna skip fourth period?”
you both creep into your house, trying to get past your mom. unfortunately, she looks around as she hears the door open.
“jonathan?” she asks.
“miss wheeler, hi.” stutters jonathan, looking at you, unsure of what to say.
“uh, we-we have a test tomorrow.” he mutters out. miss wheeler exclaims out ‘ohhh.’
“did you go shopping?” she asks you, staring down at the radio shack bag you carry in your hand
“oh, uh- yeah. my walkman broke!” you say.
“aw.”
“bummer..” jonathan adds on.
“anyway, we should go. its a- its a really big test.” you say quickly, running upstairs with jonathan.
in the safety of your room, you flop on the bed, trying to ignore the fact you’ve invited another guy in there.
“okay, are you sure about this?” he asks.
“no.” you mutter, looking at the ground.
you turn to your bedside table, picking up your pastel blue telephone, and picking up the phone, before dialing barbara’s mom’s number.
“miss holland, hi, its y/n.” you say.
“i need to tell you something. it’s about nancy, i havent.. uh, been honest with you.” you stutter out, your stomach churning.
“b-but i cant tell you here on the phone. meet me tomorrow, forrest hills park, at 9 am. dont tell anyone, and dont call me back here, its dangerous.”
“nancy, what is this?” barbs mom asks, extremely confused.
“i just need you to trust me. please.” you say, desperately, before hanging up the phone.
“hey mom, i was thinking about staying the night at stacy’s tonight? we’re gonna have a girls night.” you ask at breakfast. you know your mom would say yes, she’s always easy-going like that, so you use it to the best of your ability a lot of times.
“romantic comedies, do our nails, gossip…”
“sure, sounds like fun!” she says, as you sit down.
mike looks at you weirdly, and you ignore him.
“toast? no?” you ask holly.
you quickly walk to jonathans car, making sure no-one sees you, and get in, telling him good morning.
“did you see your mom?”
“no, she was sleeping. i left a note.” he replies.
“you dont have to do this, you know.” i say, stopping and looking into his hazel eyes for a moment.
“stop saying that.” he says, smiling comfortingly at me. my lips curve upwards and i smile back. we stay like that for a few seconds, before he clears his throat, nodding at me, and starting the car.
“its 15 past.” you’re sitting on a bench with jonathan, looking around the park, leg shaking.
“give them time.” he replies, always keeping his cool.
you notice a guy reading a paper under some shelter.
“him, there.” you point him out.
“what?”
“he just.. talked to himself.” maybe you were being paranoid, but you didnt want to risk it.
as if on cue, he looks up from his paper, his eyes narrowing as he makes eyecontact with you both. you start noticing other people. a random old man throwing seeds onto the soil, moms watching their kids play, two women doing yoga. and they all start looking at us, eerily. a man with a briefcase walks past.
“i think we should go.” you both head back to the car, on high alert.
in the safety of jonathans car, you slam the door shut, as he turns the key in the hole. but the car wont start. he tries again and again, when someone knocks on the window and i jump, gasping.
“having trouble with your car? i can give you two a lift if you’d like.” he gives an encouraging smile. suddenly, everyone you’d noticed swarms the car.
“jonathan..” your voice is no louder than a whisper.
the man knocks again.
“sure you dont need that ride?”
A/N: this took forever oh my god. im sorry its so long i expect its really boring, but it’ll get juicer as time goes on. there will only be one more part coming out. i hope you enjoyed! btw its not proofread yet so im sorry for mistakes 🤍
stranger things season five spoiler
can't be a coincidence, right?
so on rewatching season 4 and 1, it can't be a coincidence in the extreme similarity between the jacket when jonathan hangs will's missing poster in ST4 and when mr munson hangs eddie's in the final episode.
is this like, the official stranger things missing poster hanging jacket?
but anyways, could this be a hint as to eddie's survival? maybe a reach, but why have such a similar costume, out of all things to wear, other than to call back to another scene where the person the poster was made for was presumed dead, and came back alive?
maybe i'm just trying to manifest him pulling a hopper, but why are they leaving us *so many* breadcrumbs?
Jonathan: choked aggressively for several seconds, thrown into a cabinet, endured a blow to the head/back with a metal chair, choked briefly again then thrown into a cabinet again, thrown into a cart, head slammed onto the hard ground
Jonathan: is unconcious for like 2 seconds, gets up with just a limp, kills Tom with surgical scissors, and almost beats down a door with himself and an oxygen tank
Hopper: gets punched in the side a few times, thrown against a sliding door, punched in the back and kicked in the knee, hit in the face
Hopper (who is much bigger than Jonathan): is unconcious all night, drifting in and out, only really able to be ok again with the help of Joyce’s meds
W H A T ? !
TW: RACISM, DOXXING
This is utterly and extremely fucked up. As a minor and poc this is absolutely terrifying. Doxxing people is absolutely NOT ok it is completely disgusting. If this happens to you please speak up IMMEDIATLEY and tell someone you trust. Don't just like these posts REBLOG THEM. We need to spread awareness of what happening. KEEP REBLOGGING. Here is the thread.
OKAY LIKE I LOVE STEDDIE OR LIKE RONANCE AND SHIT JUST AS MUCH AS THE NEXT FAGARINO SHMUCH BUT THESE TWO- I CAN'T- WORDS CANNOT EXPLAIN THE EMOTIONAL---
EMOTIONS
THESE BOY-OS, THESE LADS, IF YOU WILL MAKE ME FEEL!!!!!! LIKE OMG THERE IS NOT ENOUGH FANART OF THESE LOVELY WEEDEATERS ON ANYTHING NOR IS THERE ENOUGH FICS OF THEM. THERE ISN'T AND IT'S BORDERLINE HOMOPHOBIC IF YE ASK ME❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗
okay that's all
People don't get the Jonathan x Argyle vision like I do. Yall need to open up your eyes and realize how how adorable they are together. This ones for you mileven, byler, steddie, ronance ect shippers.
Bonus Argyle calling Jonathan a good boy.
If Stranger Things was british
mike: doing literally anything in S5
jonathan, behind him, plotting his murder:
