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Monster Hunting

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hi hi! I've never written anything before but Stranger Things have happened.  ;) I'm super obsessed with The Walking Dead  // Request something! //
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When Dwight denies ur offer to a free ticket to the pussy bar

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The Mandela Effect

Can we discuss the Mandela Effect for a minute,, The “Rice Krispie”/”Rice Crispies” one fucks me up. It like fixed itself, I remember it as always being spelled with a ‘K’, but I saw not to long ago it was actually a ‘C’. AND THEN I tried explaining the Mandela Effect to my family and used that one as an example and I was like “We think it’s spelled with a ‘K’ but it’s actually a ‘C’“ and they didn't believe me so they looked it up. AND GUESS THE FUCK WHAT. ITS SPELLED. WITH A ‘K’. and I ended up looking fucking stupid. Like it makes me so angry,,

#the mandela effect#rice krispies#rice crispies#rice krispy treats#rice crispy treats
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Jonathan: Would you please not Harrington this into a worse situation than it already is?
Steve: Hang on, did you just use my name as a verb?
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Jonathan Byers Imagine

A Jonathan Byers Imagine

Storyline/Plot: You're Steve Harrington's Sister. (you're a year younger than him.)

You walked down the crowded hall's of Hawkins High School, clutching your book's close to your chest, The final bell had just rung, indicating the end of the school day. You quickened your pace slightly as you exited the school, seeing Jonathan's car, him sitting inside waiting for you to tell your brother the usual lie so the two of you could go. See you and Jonathan had been secretly dating for the last few month's, the only people that knew were Nancy, Barb, and Jonathan's younger brother Will and all of Will's friend's. "Steve just leave her alone!" you heard the familiar voice of Nancy Wheeler shout, you turned around to see your brother coming towards you at a quick pace, his girlfriend following behind him. 'oh no, he knows.' you thought, you straightened your posture ready to argue with your older sibling, But he walked right past you. "Byers!" 'shit' You quickly turned, following close behind him. "Steve stop!" You said grabbing onto his sleeve, he continued on towards Jonathan's car. You turned and looked at Nancy for help who gave you an apologetic look, but grabbed onto Steve's arm. "Steve just leave it alone!" She shouted. Jonathan was now seated in his car, looking at you with a small hint of fear in his eye's. Once he reached the car Steve gripped the door handle, trying to pull it open, only to find it was locked. "Come on Byers, Out of the car!" Steve yelled tugging at the door, Jonathan hesitated but unlocked the door opening it, and slowly emerging from within. In second's of this happening you drop your book's to the ground and push yourself between the two, facing Steve. "Steve just go away!" You yelled, your hand's balled into fist's at your side's. "Tell me why I had to ACCIDENTLY hear from my girlfriend that my sister's screwing around with a Byers?!" Steve yell's, grabbing your arm, pulling you up to him. "Ow! Steve it's not like that!" you said, struggling against his grip. "Hey you're hurting her!" Jonathan said, pulling you away from your brother and behind him. "YOU." Steve grabbed Jonathan shoving him against the side of his car. "That quiet guy act doesn't work with me, Stay away from my sister!" He said shoving Jonathan, you rushed towards Jonathan but before you could get to him Steve grabbed you, pulling you towards his own car. "Steve let me go!" You screamed, tugging away from him. "Believe me when I say he doesn't want anything but to get in your pants y/n!" Steve said, pulling you along. But that's when you stop, weigh yourself down, stopping him from dragging you across the school ground's. "Jonathan isn't like YOU Steve!" You yelled, finally pulling yourself from his grip. "He's not a douchebag who want's nothing more but to get you in bed and never talk to you again, He actually care's! Hell he treat's me better than my own brother does!" You yelled, tear's threatening to spill from your eye's. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" Steve shouted back at you, turning to face you. You turned to look at Jonathan who was leaning against his car, shaking his head at you, you turned back to your brother. "You don't care about me, I could be dead in a ditch and all you'd care about is that I looked nice! You're just like mom and dad, not caring about anyone but yourself unless they're doing something to threaten the Harrington name!" You yelled loudly, tear's now streaming your cheek's. "Just do us both a favor and pretend I don't exist! it's not like you've ever paid any attention to me anyways!" You said and with that you turned and made your way quickly back to Jonathan, who had picked your book's up from the ground, holding them in his arm. "Let's go." You said quietly, making your way around to the passenger side door, getting into the car. Jonathan opened his door, getting into the car, placing your book's in the back seat. Once he had closed the door and started the car he turned to you and took your left hand in his right. "Are you okay Y/n?" He asked quietly, reaching up with his left hand to wipe the last of the tear's from your face. "Yeah.. He just, pushed a little to much this time.." You replied, taking a deep breath. Jonathan pulled you to him, holding you to his chest, the two of you sat like this for a while, until you broke the silence. "Thank you Jonathan." You said pulling out of his hold, looking up at him. "For what..?" He asked quietly. "For everything,  for helping, for staying." You said, taking his hand in your, Jonathan smiled. "You're very welcome Y/n." He said and leaned over kissing your forehead. "Let's go home." You said looking out the window, seeing that you were the only one's left at the school, Jonathan nodded, shifting the car into 'Drive' and starting towards his own house. "I love you Y/n." he said, taking your hand in his, you smiled looking down at your hand's. "I love you too Jonathan."

so how’s this? like I'm still not 100% positive on how to tumblr so if you have any advice and/or feedback its much appreciated!

#jonathan byers#stranger things#steve harrington#steve Harrington sister x jonathan byers#jonathan byers x reader#jonathan byers imagine
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The song fic for @writingbyers! 

A Jonathan x reader with the song I Feel Alive by We The Kings. 

Warning(s): Nightmares

Character(s): Jonathan

GIF by mikewheelers

We’re all alone watching shadows on the ceiling I’ve gone numb but I can’t forget the feeling And I don’t even know if I can close my eyes Don’t want to sleep ‘cause I’m wide awake and dreaming Hold me close and catch your breath now I promise not to leave this bed yet 

You stared up at the ceiling of your room, trying to erase what you had seen and felt from your mind. 

It had been so cold, and everything was so, so dark. It was like walking through some twilight zone, with white particles of unknown matter floating in the air. Then that … that thing had attacked, and everything had become a blur of adrenaline and fear as you ran. 

Every time you closed your eyes, you would see the creature. It looked vaguely humanoid–by the loosest terms possible–with bony arms and legs and long, spindly fingers. The worse part was the face, or rather, its lack of thereof. It unfurled like the petals of some flower from the deepest pit of hell, exposing row upon row of devastating teeth. 

Jonathan was laying beside you in your bed, his chest moving up and and down slowly as he breathed. His eyes were closed, but he wasn’t sleeping. 

You couldn’t blame him. 

Cause I feel alive I feel alive 'Cause I feel alive (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I feel alive (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I finally feel alive

You were scared, traumatized, and most likely going to have nightmares for the rest of your life–however long that may be, at least–but at least you were alive. You still had that going for you. Unfortunately, there wasn’t really much else that fell under the category of bright side. Unless you counted your crush, Jonathon Byers, laying beside you. In your bed. That was another part of why you couldn’t sleep.

I’m lying here whispering the sweetest nothing I feel your heart beating faster than you’re breathing And I don’t even know if I can close my eyes Don’t want to sleep 'cause I’m wide awake and dreaming Hold me close and catch your breath now I promise not to leave this bed yet

Eventually, you managed to close your eyes, but it didn’t last long before you jolted awake, barely managing to choke back a scream. And Jonathan was there, his arms around you, slowly rocking you back forth as he rubbed soothing circles into your back. Tears pricked at your eyes, and you buried your face into his chest, hoping that you could lose yourself in him. 

You could hear his heartbeat as your breaths eventually evened out–beating faster than what should have been normal. Looking up through still glazed over eyes, you caught his gaze. 

One of Jonathan’s hands cradled your cheek, thumb wiping away a few renegade tears. 

'Cause I feel alive I feel alive 'Cause I feel alive (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I feel alive (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

You didn’t know who made the first move, but after you leaned into his touch, his lips were on yours. They were a little chapped, but still soft. It was a minute or two before you pulled away, lungs crying out in need of oxygen. 

Sniffing a little, you mustered a small little smile. Jonathan smiled back uncertainly, unsure of what to do next. You didn’t know either, it wasn’t like you had much practice with relationships. 

There’s a time and a place for you to save what’s left So tell me all of the things you dream but never did There’s a time and a place for you to hold your breath So tell me all of the things you thought but never said

“I know I’m pretty bad with words most of the time, and I don’t know what to say now, but–” you placed a finger on his lips, but he continued on “–I know what to say now …” he trailed off as you raised an eyebrow. 

“Usually, when someone puts a finger to your lips that means to stop talking,” you hummed in amusement. ‘Let’s save the talking for the morning, alright? When we’re not dead tired and running off of adrenaline fumes.”

Jonathan nodded, lying back down, this time, with you in his arms. 

'Cause I feel alive I feel alive 'Cause I feel alive (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I feel alive (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I finally feel alive I finally feel alive

I finally feel alive

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