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rainydayathogwarts · 17 days

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Polaroid Evidence pt.1 - Eddie Munson

Summary: Your brother Jonathan doesn't approve of your boyfriend even when he's always over, but your mom and younger brother love him. 0.8k wc Read pt.2 -> Here!

The first thing Joyce said when you admitted to dating Eddie was "Bring him around for dinner!" While Jonathan sulked quietly in the corner, definitely not expecting this reaction from your mum after having blackmailed you into telling her.

He'd been in the car with Will after school waiting for you to finish working on your english project when he got bored, eyes distractedly trailing to your bag sat in the passenger seat, completely zoned out of the story Will was recalling. Deciding to do what an older brother does, he dragged the bag over the controls and into his laps, snooping around for something good. Something secret. "Jonathan? What are you doing?" Noted Will, well aware of his sister's violated privacy. Fortunately, Jonathan found something better than a secret. He found evidence.

When his fingers grazed the familiar plastic of a polaroid image, he immediately pulled it out to see what it was, hiding it away from the sun's reflection in his palm. His eyes widened at the sight: Your arms wrapped around Eddie's neck, pulling him into a deep kiss, and Eddie's hands definitely too close to your ass, pressing your hips against his tightly. The date was marked in black sharpie underneath as '14.09.1986'. Last Friday.

"Is that Eddie Munson?" Jonathan felt Will's eyes widen from behind him, now gripping the car seat in front of him to help pull himself forward, observing the image in his brother's hands. "Y/N's dating him? Cool!" Jonathan grunted, tearing the photo out of Will's ray of vision. "No Will, not cool." Just as Will opened his mouth to ask why, the passenger's door slammed open, your voice filling up the small space almost immediately. "Hey... Jonathan." Will pushed himself back to sit flat against the car seat, preparing himself for another loud argument.

"What is that?" You seethed, lunging forward to snatch the photo out of Jonathan's hand, which he stuck out the window, away from your reach. "Why are you going through my things, you fucking asshole!" You yelled, grabbing your bag from your older brother's laps. "I told you I don't want you around him." He replied calmly, turning on the car's ignition. Since he was driving, he was safe from any more of your attacks. "What difference does that make? You think I'm gonna stop seeing someone because you don't like him?"

The hum that came out of Jonathan almost had you disregarding everyone in the car's safety, but you stayed put, taking a deep breath. "Well you know what? Will loves him." Jonathan scoffed, taking the polaroid out of his pocket. "Will doesn't know him. He just thinks he's cool." Turning the wheel, Jonathan pulled into the drive way, finally removing the key from the car, cutting its engine. "Well since you think he's the best person you could be dating and that your judgement is so great, how come mum doesn't know?" You tried for the printed image again, but gasped as the seatbelt locked you into place, pulling you back into the leather seat.

"You tell mum," he started, turning the picture in his hands with a wicked smirk. "Or I will." You groaned loudly, gathering your things before slamming the car door behind you as you exited, your younger brother following you instantly. "Y/N?" "I'm sorry you had to see that Will, but some times Jonathan just makes me want to rip my hair out." You stated, turning to face him.

"Why don't you want mum to know that you're with Eddie? And can I meet him?" You laughed at the end of his sentence, crouching down to meet his height. "Well I care a lot about mum's opinions, and if she doesn't like Eddie, it'll completely change my relationship with him. So I'm kind of scared to tell her about him because she only hears things about him. Things that might not be true." Will nodded seriously at your words, a grin immediately forming on his face when you added "And of course you can meet him."

When you trudged into the living room, Jonathan was being coddled by Joyce, the polaroid threateningly sticking out of his back pocket. You stealthily walked by him, trying to slip the image out of his pocket, but apparently you'd been too loud, and the older boy turned to face you just in time. "Hey mum." You greeted, accepting the hug she gave you, mentally preparing yourself to tell her about your scary boyfriend.

To your surprise, her first words had been "Eddie Munson? Well bring him around for dinner." When Jonathan's eyes shot wide open, exclaiming "What!?", she added "Anyone good enough for my daughter is good enough for me. I'd love to meet him." Your shoulders dropped in relief and you sighed in relief. However when Jonathan added "Well let's invite Hopper for dinner too then! He's pretty much part of the family." It was your turn for your eyes to widen as your mum agreed, the knowledge of your drug dealing boyfriend around the chief of police at Hawkins sending a chill down your spine.

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ahoysteviex · 2 years

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Homie I’m asking politely for headcanons about Billy, Steve, or Jonathan dating Hopper’s son (assuming he adopted the reader like he did Eleven) 👀

The Boys with an S/O Who's Been Adopted by Hopper

contents: mild/brief nsfw under steve's, billy being an ass, fluff, reader is a senior and 18, reader is GN, minors DNI

Ko-fi

DO NOT LIKE WITHOUT REBLOGGING

Billy

you already know that Billy is doing everything he can to piss Hop off

leave the door open three inches? that bitch stays closed. no going out after a certain hour? that's when Billy's picking you up.

he's sneaking in your window, dressing you in shit Hop would never approve of, getting you to drink and/or smoke... you name it

he gets a sort of satisfaction from pissing your dad off, as evidenced by the smirk on his face whenever you protest with "Billy I can't, my dad will kill me!"

if Hopper ever confronts him, Billy plays stupid. Hop sees right through it, but with you standing right there, he can't push Billy against the wall and threaten him like he wants to. and Billy knows it. that's why he's smiling like that.

you'd be lying if you said the whole bad boy act didn't turn you on, but you still feel bad for your old man. you owe him a Billy-free movie night or two

as much as El does not like Billy, she's sometimes grateful that he takes the spotlight off of herself and Mike

whenever Billy gets Hopper all worked up, Mike seems like an angel by comparison and your dad seems to take it easy on him for the time being

Steve

Steve is a lot more respectful of Hopper and the rules he puts in place. in fact, he's almost scared to piss him off

he's definitely not perfect, though. sometimes he'll notice the clock tick past 8, but your lips on his just feel so good... ten more minutes can't hurt, right?

if you notice and say something, he'll take you home without protest, but he will pout a bit. "8 is so early. can't you get him to extend curfew just by, like, an hour?"

since Steve has already proven himself trustworthy with the kids (protecting them, babysitting, being in on the whole Upside Down business, etc.) Hopper will be open to letting you stay out with him a little later

maybe, maybe you'll even be able to spend the night at his house? but absolutely not on a school night and definitely not two nights in a row! and if your homework isn't finished when you get home, you're grounded for the rest of the year. (totally not exaggerating)

it'll take awhile to get Steve to quit making out with you in order to actually get your homework done, but he'll settle down eventually. he wants to stay in Hoppers good graces. just promise to wrap those pretty lips around his cock once you're done with chemistry?

overall, Hopper doesn't give Steve too much grief

Jonathan

Hopper is pleased when he finds out you and Jonathan are dating! he knows Joyce's boy is a good kid. how could he not be? look who he has for a mom!

Jonathan is also very respectful of Hop. He's always the one the point out the time or get nervous if you shut your door all the way

he'll take you home 20 minutes early if he notices, so you better keep his attention or hide every clock in sight

sometimes it can even get a little annoying with how much your dad likes Jonathan. your boyfriend will pick you up for a date and end up having a 20 minute conversation with your father while you wait by the car

the worst part is that he doesn't even mean to! he's not kissing Hop's ass, he's just a good guy. and your dad can tell; it's why he likes him so much!

if you ask to go out with Jonathan, Hop will sometimes ask if Jonathan wants to come over to watch a movie instead, fully intending to hang out with him himself. you'll end up third wheeling as they become best friends, so be careful

going over his house instead is always nice, though. you get to see Joyce! she's always asking how your dad is doing or if he's busy. sometimes she'll send food home for him or even send it with Jonathan whenever he comes over

Hopper is forgetful, though, and you're always the one to bring the tupperware back to Joyce

#stranger things 4 #stranger things volume 2 #billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #jim hopper #hopper byers family #my writing

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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years

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~At family Video~

Y/n with her back to the door: Hi welcome to family video what are you looking for- *turns around*

Eddie: Well I'm looking for this amazing girl, Y/n Henderson? I think you know her, you don't mind conveying a message to her, do you? *Smirks*

Y/n: *rolls her eyes while grinning* What do you want, Munson?

Eddie: Well, I'd like to go on a date with her. What do think she'd say?

Y/n: Well I-

Dustin, barging through the doors: oh hell no! *Starts dragging Eddie out the door*

Eddie: Jesus Christ! How did you get this strong- Hey! Watch the leather!

Eddie, holding onto the doorway: What time do you get off!?

Y/n: *laughs* 6 pm!

Eddie: *winks* alright, see you then m'lady-

Dustin, yanking him off: What did I say about my sister being off limits?!

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berry-loves-yandere · 2 years

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Okay but on the scale of one to I will kill everybody in this town, how protective do you think everyone (especially the Byers) to baby Byers, Jonathan & Will's little sister aka the youngest child and the party's cutest and innocent little baby, who is about 9 (?, it can go lower if u want)

Like someone was mean to her or she got into a little accident, how protective is to everyone to her?

-✰

Merging these two requests ^

Lovely ideas btw!

Yandere Platonic Byers with youngest child headcanons:

For bullying/someone being mean to her, it's an I am going to murder everyone unless there's an apology and they never harm a single hair on my child/sister's head

Jonathan is the most protective of the bunch, always making sure his little sister is alright and that no one's bothering her.

They all try to shield her away from the events revolving around the Upside Down and say that Will just got lost and now he's okay.

During the time of Will's disappearance in the later stages, they'd probably have her live with Hopper temporarily since they can trust him and don't want her around Lonnie.

Joyce is super dotting on her youngest child and was very reluctant to send them to school and would rather homeschool her child but knew that she needed to work, so Joyce wouldn't be able to properly teach her daughter while working.

Jonathan often uses the money from his job to buy toys and plushes for his younger sister, wanting her to have some sort of luxury in life.

Will would try to teach his sister how to draw and would invite his friends over to try to teach her the basics of D&D.

All of them are extremely overprotective of the youngest Byers, barely letting her have any friends unless they approve of them.

And it's all for her protection and she's so young and impressionable that she thinks it's completely normal and nothing's wrong with this whatsoever.

But it is wrong, when she grows up, she'll realize it.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere stranger things #yandere byers #platonic yandere #yandere byers family #yandere stranger things x reader #yandere byers x reader #platonic yandere x reader #yandere byers family x reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #byers family #platonic #the byers #byers family x reader #platonic x reader #the byers x reader

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supervoldejaygent · 2 years

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Breath of Fresh Air

Fandom: Stranger Things

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Summary: Reader gets sweet revenge when Tommy opens his mouth to dis the Byers.

A/N: Hello my lovelies! So, I know we all have so much love for Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson, but I wanted to give some love to Jonathan Byers who I feel needs it after season 4. This is set in season 1, so there’s no season 4 spoilers or anything. So yeah, that’s all I have right now! Enjoy!

~ ~ ~

"Say it again," she said, her back turned to the arrogant boy behind her.

"Say what again?"

She was willing to give him a chance to walk away, but with his less than intelligent question, (Y/N) felt she couldn’t back off now. Turning on her heel to meet his ugly ass face, she tilted her head slightly and pushed out a smile. "I won't ask again."

As she slowly stalked towards him, she fiddled with the bracelet Will had made for her 13th birthday. Its green, tan, and golden threads darkened with every day she wore it. Every day that she went searching for the lost boy that always felt like the younger brother she never had. Every day she walked through the trees and swam through the lakes, hoping, begging, that she would find him. And every single. Damn. Day. She promised him and herself that she would not lose her composure over any nonsense that was spoken from a place of malice.

Not today.

Today, she lost her resolve after hearing Tommy muttered to his friends horrible, dastardly things about Will, and his older brother, Jonathan.

Normally, she could ignore their harsh words.

Not. Today.

When (Y/N) reached Tommy, she could feel his fear. His cowardice and the fake persona he played for people seemed to envelop her. She wanted more after all the shit he had said about the one family that loved her more than her own ever did.

Today, she wanted to feast on his bruised ego and loss of confidence; and to do that, she needed to scare him shitless.

Enacting her plan, (Y/N) grabbed Tommy by the collar of his shirt and slammed his body into the wall of lockers behind him. The crowd that gathered around them gasped causing (Y/N) to let out the slightest of smiles.

"Say it again," she began again, letting go to crack her knuckles, finger by finger. She latched onto his collar again, slamming him back into the lockers. Another gasp from the crowd rang. "Either way, you won't like my reaction"

"You're not going to hit me," he chuckled.

"Are you willing to bet on that?" She watched as Tommy gulped, smirking as she let his collar go.

Tommy stood up, having dropped down slightly from the slams into the lockers. (Y/N) waited with bated breath. She knew his ego had been seriously bruised and that he wouldn’t let her go without biting back. Sucking in a breath, (Y/N) watched as Tommy nailed himself into the coffin (Y/N) had built for him.

"I hope your bitch-ass boyfriend goes the same way as his queer brother! No one fucking needs them anyways!”

Sickeningly, she smiled. "It's a shame, all the trouble you've caused. Bummer, you thought that I wouldn't do anything about it."

She didn't remember much after that, as the fight was quick to end when one of the teachers heard clambering around the halls. All (Y/N) knew for certain was that Tommy had a new ugly face to match his personality.

As she sat in the nurse's office, ice crusting her hands, (Y/N) let go of a long-awaited breath she had kept in for so long. She already knew she was to be suspended. Even if Tommy was the one to start the aggravation, (Y/N) fought back with fists and any kind of fighting was grounds for suspension. Still, she felt as though a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders and she could finally get a good night's sleep knowing no one would dare mess with the Byers.

She looked up when she heard the bell above the door ring, indicating someone's arrival. It was the boy she had fought for, the one she cared for so deeply, and yes, the one that she had been harboring a crush on since he had shared his approved cheat sheet with her before a big math test in the seventh grade.

Jonathan Byers.

He smiled at her as he made eye contact and walked over. It slightly dropped as he saw the state of her hands from her fight. Nevertheless, he smiled, and her heart filled up with butterflies.

Sitting down next to her, he helped clean up her hands with the wet cloth that was left by the nurse. They were only partially cleaned, as she also had to clean up Tommy when he arrived.

"How many days?" She asked content with silence but wanting answers all the same.

"Three."

"Yikes. And Tommy?"

"Also, three."

There was no way. "Really?"

Jonathan nodded. "Principal said since he was aggressive in his comments toward you, especially since they were about Will and me; he should take some time away and think about what he had done."

(Y/N)'s mouth was open as she listened to Jonathan. There was no fucking way that the principal had taken her side of things. It was a rare occurrence that any of the popular students would actually get punished. Their parents always paid the administrative staff off. Always offered to pay for something that desperately needed fixing. They always found a way to get their child out of punishment. Hell, (Y/N) couldn't even think of a time she had seen them get punished, especially when it was something they obviously started.

"Are you fucking with me? It feels like you're fucking with me."

Jonathan laughed, placing the cloth down as (Y/N)'s hands were now clean and taking one of the ice packs. "I am serious. I was as shocked as Tommy was when he found there were consequences to his actions."

"Hmm. I guess sometimes the administrative staff is on our side."

"I guess so." It went back to silence after the revelation, but (Y/N) basked in it. Her mood was instantly lifted as, what seemed like, a bleak situation turned into a good day. It was made even better when Jonathan offered to drive her home after her hands were bandaged up by the nurse. Something she agreed to a little too quickly but didn't seem to actually care when she noticed a small twinkle in Jonathan's eyes that he only ever got when she made him speechless.

As they sat in (Y/N)'s car, she couldn't help but be enamored by Jonathan the whole ride back to his place. Instead of taking (Y/N) back to a most likely empty house, the duo agreed to go back to Jonathan's and spend the rest of the day in each other's company.

It wasn't very different from what they normally did, but (Y/N) felt different. The air around them was different. (Y/N) felt warmer as she was continuously pulled into the intoxicating aura around him. Her warmth only grew as Jonathan placed his hand on her thigh as they pulled up to his house. His mom’s car wasn’t there, which was odd, especially after Will’s disappearance, but (Y/N) shook it off and chalked up to her needing fresh air. After Jonathan turned off the car, he turned towards her, his hand still on her thigh. Her heart felt like it was racing a mile a minute. Her mind went fuzzy, and her stomach erupted in butterflies.

“I wanted to ask,” he started, avoiding her gaze. “Nancy had mentioned to me that Tommy called me your boyfriend-”

“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry-”

“And I was wondering…" he paused. "Wait, what do you mean you’re sorry?”

“Well, I heard him say it, but I was so mad that I didn’t register it. I hope that doesn’t make you uncomfortable or anything.”

“No, (Y/N), I…I don’t mind it. I actually have been wanting to ask you out for a while now, but there never seemed to be a good time.”

(Y/N) froze as time slowed.

“You wanted to ask me out?” she stuttered.

Jonathan nodded, laughing lightly. “Yeah. I always thought it was obvious that I liked you, but we’ve been best friends for so long that it got lost in translation. I wanted to ask you on Halloween, but we ended up hanging with Will and his friends. I was going to ask before that. When you stayed the night because your parents were home, but they were fighting. You slept over here, and we spent the whole night playing board games and watching bad movies. I was going to say something, but Will and mom came home from Mike's, and I didn't want to push my luck.

"Then Will went missing and you’ve continued to be supportive and kind, and the only one to bring me down if I go too high. You were there for me when my mom was rambling about things in the walls and putting all those lights up in our house. You’ve always been there for me, no matter what. Now I want to be there for you, officially. So, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), will you go on a date with me?”

(Y/N) felt her body erupt in warmth and butterflies and every other cliche people felt when the person they liked felt the same way. She took note of his rosy cheeks and how he held eye contact with her to prove this wasn’t some kind of joke. She took note of his beautiful eyes, that same sparkle she saw earlier back in his eyes. There was the way he continued to lean closer to her as he spoke like it was a secret that he was so enamored by her.

Feeling a surge of confidence, (Y/N) leaned forward until they were only an inch apart. She looked down at his lips before looking back at his eyes, silently asking for permission. Jonathan nodded and she leaned all the way, softly kissing him before deepening it. It felt long awaited and well awarded. His lips were soft and tasted of wintergreen from the mints he kept in his pocket.

He was a breath of fresh air.

As the two pulled away for their own air, they shared big, beaming smiles.

“Can I take that as a yes?” Jonathan asked his hand that was on her thigh now caressing her cheek.

Nodding, (Y/N) simply replied, “yes.”

#season 1 #stranger things #byers family #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers imagines #no season 2 spoilers #x reader #i love everybody #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #joyce byers #will byers #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagines

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deepseaorchid · 2 years

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Homesick Part 2 - Argyle x Byers!Reader

A/N: The long awaited sequel to “Homesick” is here!

Summary: A heated argument with your brother, Jonathan, leaves your spirits crushed. Luckily for you, the sweetest stoner is here to boost your mood and leave butterflies in your stomach by taking you on an unforgettable date!

Warnings: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Some language, Possibly spelling and grammar mistakes as this was written on my phone. Reader is implied female.

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“What do you mean, I can’t see him tomorrow?” You cried out as you paced the kitchen. Your older brother Jonathan was angrily pacing the kitchen in front of you.

“For crying out loud, Y/N! He’s MY friend!” Jonathan yelled back, gesturing madly. “What makes you wish I’d honestly want you going on a date with Argyle?”

“He’s a good person!” You shouted back, eyes beginning to sting. “And he was nice to me. Why can’t you just accept that I like him?” You screamed so loud your throat hurt. Jonathan took a step back at your sudden outburst, shocked. Tension shook the living room and kitchen as you both stared at each other, chests heaving. The tears in your eyes had begun spilling down your cheeks.

“I’m not doing this right now.” Jonathan quickly turned on his heels and stormed back to his bedroom, slamming the door behind him. An ugly sob left your lips as you slid down the wall. Just minutes ago, you were on cloud nine, overjoyed that your crush had asked you on a date for tomorrow. Now, you felt defeated. Sometimes it felt as though Jonathan sapped all the happiness from you on purpose. But isn’t that an older sibling’s purpose?

Your thoughts were interrupted by the front door opening. Your mother stepped in and removed her shoes.

“Hey Y/N! So I swung by the grocery store. They didn’t have those blueberry muffins you like. I hope carrot is-” she stopped mid-sentence noticing you on the floor. “Sweetie, what happened?” Joyce led you to the dining table and put her arm around you gently

Your sobbing only increased. Through tears, you explained the situation to your mother. She patiently listened as you struggled to get through your story. When you finished, she took a deep breath, processing all you said.

“Would you like me to have a word with Jonathan?”

“No, that’ll only make it worse,” you whispered, voice hoarse. You didn’t know how your mom could help you through this situation.

“I think I should head to bed,” you sighed wiping your tears. Joyce’s eyes remained fixed on you as you walked upstairs to your bedroom, all the way until you closed the door.

You had no more tears left to cry. In the dim light of your bedroom, you slipped off Argyle’s button down shirt he gave to you. You held it in your hands as delicately as possible, almost as if it would break if you were too rough with it. Changing into pyjamas, you tucked yourself under the covers in your bed and placed Argyle’s shirt beside you amidst your stuffed toys from your childhood. You felt your heart beat faster at the thought of seeing Argyle tomorrow. That is, if your brother would let you. Why was he so bothered about you seeing Argyle? That was a question for later. As exhaustion crept over you, you turned the bedside lamp off and felt your eyes close slowly.

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You awoke to the smell of pancakes creeping through your door. Today is the day. You carefully planned your outfit. You weren’t sure what Argyle had planned but decided to throw something a little dressed-up on, just in case.

By the time you had finished putting on your clothes and fixing your hair and makeup, it had turned 12. Anxiety bubbled in your stomach. Argyle would meet you at 1pm to pick you up, but your next concern is making it past Jonathan.

“Y/N! Are you going to have breakfast or should I clean up?” Your mother’s chirpy voice called down to you.

“Coming, Mom!” You called back. Closing your compact, you walked downstairs to grab the last of the pancakes your mom made. As your feet thudded downstairs, you caught a glimpse of Jonathan drinking a glass of juice at the table. When he noticed you, his eyebrows furrowed and the look in his eyes hardened. You gulped. Of course his mind hadn’t changed since last night.

Sitting down at the table, you grabbed the nearest pancake from the stack and started cutting into it.

“Big day today Y/N! When are you and Argyle meeting?” Joyce beamed. Your eyes flicked nervously to Jonathan who was staring daggers at you, knuckles almost turning white around the glass.

“He’s coming to pick me up in about an hour, Mom.” You responded nonchalantly. At that response, Jonathan got up and stormed out of the kitchen, heading back to his room and slamming the door. You rolled your eyes into the back of you skull.

“Just ignore him. He’ll get over this eventually,” Joyce patted your shoulder reassuringly.

“Yeah, eventually.” You moped.

Just then, a long and drawn out honk sounded from the driveway. Joyce peered out the window, then turned to you and smiled.

“He’s here!”

Crap. Your heart sunk into your stomach. It’s only 12:30pm, he was supposed to be her at 1. Scrambling up from the table, you ran to the bathroom to check your hair in the mirror. It will have to do, there’s no time for changes now. You rushed to put your sneakers on, saying a quick “goodbye” to your mom on the way out the door.

You opened the door right as Argyle had started another honk. He quickly rolled down the window.

“Hey brochacho! You ready to have the time of your life?” He beamed at you. A smile creeped up your lips in turn.

“No, she’s not.” You whipped your head around. Jonathan was heading up the path towards Argyle’s van, taking long strides as he went.

“Shit.” You muttered under your breath. You broke out into a run towards Argyle’s van, opening and slamming the door behind you. Jonathan was hot on you tail.

“Argyle, drive!” You gasped. You didn’t have to tell him twice. Argyle hit the gas and sped down the road, leaving your brother behind in a trail of dust.

“Jesus, I’ve never seen your brother look so pissed. What did you do to him?” Argyle joked once you’d reached a red light. You signed, pushing your hair out of your face.

“I went on a date with you,” you sighed turning to Argyle.

“Ah, well don’t worry. You and I are about to have the best time. Maybe then Jonathan will see I’m not so bad, huh?” Argyle grinned at you while giving you little shoves. That smile he loved so much crept across your lips. His gaze lingered a little too long on you. Your eyes flicked up to meet his. Argyle quickly flicked his eyes back to the road, swallowing hard. In that moment, Argyle knew he’d do anything today to keep seeing that smile.

...

Argyle’s van pulled into the parking lot of... a junkyard? You squinted, trying to make out the shapes and and objects. Scrap metal laid strewn across the ground and broken cars lay abandoned in heaps. This wasn’t quite what you had in mind for a date.

“What... is this place?” You asked quietly, not taking your eyes off the sight in front of you.

“This,” Argyle said, turning off the van, “is the most awesome, amazing hangout spot in all of Lenora Hills.”

Stepping out of the van, Argyle opened your door and held out his hand, helping you down. Your fingertips brushed his calloused ones, and you felt your breath catch in your throat. Argyle disappeared into the back of the van and retrieved two golf clubs, and a big bin full of golf balls.

“We’re playing... golf? In a junkyard?” You asked apprehensively. This man was challenging every idea you’ve ever had on what a “first date” should be like.

“Not just any type of golf. Watch this,” Argyle gripped the club between his hands and swung. The ball sailed through the air, disappearing from sight. Suddenly, a loud crash rang out, followed by the tinkling of breaking glass.

“Aw sweet, I think I hit a window!” Argyle crowd out in triumph.

“So we just break things with the golf balls?”

“Yep, pretty much. But I was thinking we could talk while we play. Maybe we can get to know each other better,” the long-haired man smiled at you. God that man knew how to make your heart beat faster.

Taking a golf club in your hand, you lined the end up with the ball.

“So, what made you take me here as a first date, and not like, the movies or something” you asked, not breaking your focus from the ball.

“I wanted to take you to do something I like doing. I come here to blow off steam and chill here with Jonathan.”

Jonathan. That name was leaving a sour taste in your mouth. You were still mad at your older brother. Taking a deep breath, you swung your club over your shoulder, getting ready to make the hit.

“I wanted to get to know you as well as Jonathan. Well, maybe better than Jonathan. No disrespect to my bro but you’re like, way prettier than him.”

*Crack*

Your club collided with the ball. The ball veered completely to the right, breaking the mirror of a rusty red pickup truck.

Your breath caught in your throat. Did you hear that right? Argyle actually thinks you’re pretty?

“Really?” You asked, looking up at him.

“Really really,” he laughed, lining a ball up. You were amazed at how calm he seemed to be. You were currently freaking out.

As argyle concentrated on his aim, he shot a quick glance at you. “Tell me about yourself,” he said softly.

“What would you like to know?” You asked, watching the way his knuckles gripped tightly around the club. You studied the details of his face. His eyebrows were furrowed slightly and his tongue darted out from his soft red lips for a moment.

“Tell me anything. I only know what Jonathan tells me about you, and what I’ve noticed about you. Something tells me you’re not as annoying as Jonathan makes you out to be,” he smirked. You scoffed quietly.

“What kind of movies do you like?” He asked, taking the shot. The ball missed the cars, making a sad thud in the dirt.

“Well, when I was a kid, my favourite movie was Alice in Wonderland. Now though, I think Star Wars is my favourite,” you looked at him smiling.

“Oh sick dude, for real? That’s one of my favourites too!” Argyle nodded, offering a warm smile. You felt your face warm up. It was your turn to swing now.

...

You and Argyle bounced back and forth with conversation in between shots at cars for hours. When hunger began gnawing at your stomach, you insisted on taking Argyle to your favourite pasta place. You and your date were by far the most underdressed people in the restaurant but all eyes were on you two. Argyle cracked another stupid joke making you laugh out loud. Tears pricked your eyes as you gasped for breath. It was nearing 7 o’clock and in these few hours, it felt as though you’d known Argyle your whole life.

Argyle threw an arm around your shoulders, walking you back to the van after insisting on paying the bill. You hadn’t stopped laughing, even into the parking lot. Holding his hand as he helped you climb into the van, you felt your heart warm as you looked into his gentle brown eyes. Argyle bit his lip, and in that moment you wanted nothing more than to throw you arms around his neck and kiss him.

“There’s one more place I want to take you,” he spoke up, snapping you back to reality.

“Where to? Another surprise?” You asked him as he climbed into the van, winking. His Adam’s apple bobbed but he kept composure.

“You know me too well, dude,” Argyle chuckled.

The drive was relatively silent on the way to the final mystery location. Perhaps what made you silent for the first time that day was the growing ball of nerves forming in your stomach. Maybe it was the way the dim streetlights lit up Argyle’s face perfectly, perfectly cast shadows dancing across his face. In that moment, the crush you had on Argyle grew into a deep want. You wanted so badly to kiss him, to be held by him, to touch him, that it was almost unbearable.

The van came to an abrupt stop, snapping you out of your thoughts. You’d arrived at a cliff overlooking the entirety of Lenora Hills. The lights of the houses and buildings flickered and danced under the stars. ‘Magical’ would be an understatement.

Argyle flicked the radio on and dialled it to a slow jazz station. Turning to you, he spoke in barely more than a whisper.

“Dance with me.”

Your feet carried you out the van and towards him. Argyle wrapped one hand around your waist, cautiously pulling you in closer to him. One of your small hands laced it’s way into his large ones. Your free arm reached behind his back, swaying chest-to-chest.

As the music played softly, Argyle swayed the both of you from side to side, spinning you around once in a while. You felt lightheaded and your cheeks hurt from smiling.

As the song drew closer to an end, Argyle drew you in closer, your head leaning on his shoulder. He tilted his head towards your ear.

“Is it okay if I kiss you right now?”

You felt your whole world freeze. You met his gaze. Swallowing hard, you glanced down at his lips. You leaned in slowly and Argyle met you halfway. His lips were soft against yours. You sighed softly, tilting your head slightly to deepen the kiss. Argyle hummed into your lips, moving his hand from yours, to your cheek, stroking it softly. Your grip around his back tightened. You never wanted to let him go. If only you could freeze time...

You broke away for air, resting your forehead against his.

“Woah,” you giggled.

“Woah,” Argyle responded, voice playful as always. You both laughed together, before you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss.

...

Argyle turned the van onto your street, slowing down as he approached your house. A sad feeling built inside you. You wished this perfect date never had to end.

“Can I see you again?” Argyle asked shyly.

“Only of my brother doesn’t kill me first.” You joked, making Argyle smile. You leaned in and pecked him on the lips.

“I pick the next date though, k?” You smiled, batting your eyelashes at him.

“K,” he breathed, mesmerised by you.

“See you at school, dude,” you winked at him, climbing out the van door.

“Not if I see you first, dude,” Argyle grinned. You laughed, sliding the van door closed. You gave him one last wave before you opened the door to your house.

...

Joyce was staring daggers at the door, waiting not-so-patiently for your arrival. When the front door clicked open, she immediately ran to open it for you. Flinging it open, she only had one question on her mind.

“How was the date?” She asked frantically. You smiled at your mother.

“It was great, Mom. We’re going on another one,” you grinned. A second figure at the dinner table instantly made your smile drop. Your older brother sat at his place, with an emotion on his face you couldn’t quite read. Joyce picked up on this.

“I’ll let you two talk. Tell me all about the date later,” she whispered, patting your shoulders and walking off.

Silence washed over the room at your mother’s departure.

“So...” You started, hoping to break the tension.

“I’m sorry.” Jonathan stated.

“Sorry for what?”

Jonathan rolled his eyes into his head. “I’m sorry for getting mad at you going on a date with Argyle.”

You grinned at your victory.

“Thanks Jonny,” you smiled.

“Don’t push it, Y/N.” Jonathan tried to remain serious but couldn’t help but break out into a chuckle. You laughed too, stretching your arms out for a hug. Jonathan stood up and obliged. You missed those tight hugs from your older brother.

“It’ll take some getting used to, but I’m happy you’re happy Y/N.” He smiled. “Tell me about it in the morning, k?” Jonathan turned and walked towards his bedroom.

“K!” You called back before his door closed.

Of course days that have the roughest starts, have the happiest endings.

#stranger things x reader #deepseaorchid #argyle stranger things #argyle x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things imagines #stranger things season 4 #argyle fic #argyle imagine #argyle fanfiction #jonathan byers #joyce byers #byers family #Byers reader

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professorrw · 2 years

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Hi there 😊 if you have time and like this request could you make something where jonathan byers gets in a fight/argument with his father and goes to reader for comfort ?

i'm sorry if this sucks 😭 i've never wrote for Jonathan before but hopefully when i write for him more it'll get better. this is also short so i'm sorry about that too.

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Title: Father Issues

Pairing: gn reader x Jonathan Byers

Warnings: fluff, father issues, spoilers for season one and three of ST, mentions of death

A/N: Requests open, check my request rules and who I write for that’s linked on my navigation! My taglist is open and I would love it if you would like, comment, and reblog!

Jonathan Byers and Lonnie Byers did not get along. Most of the hatred came from Jonathan’s side, but it was well deserved since Lonnie abandoned Jonathan and his little brother Will. He never tried to be a part of their lives, instead he moved to Indianapolis with his new girlfriend.

When Will had gone missing their father didn’t look for him and didn’t worry about where his youngest son could possibly be or what happened to him. But what made Jonathan the most mad was that after Will was found, Lonnie still didn’t make any effort to see him.

Ever since he was a young boy Jonathan had to become somewhat of a father figure for his younger brother. There was only a three year difference between the Byer boys, yet Jonathan had to become his protector from a young age. He didn’t mind it. He loved Will with his entire heart and would always be there for him, he just wished that their actual father showed him what a dad was supposed to be like. Jonathan didn’t blame his mother like Lonnie did. He knew that it wasn’t Joyce’s fault their dad never came around or tried to spend time with them.

After the events of July fourth Joyce wanted to move and get her kids out of Hawkins, Indiana. After Hopper died and Joyce took in El she knew they needed to get away and give them a fresh start.

Jonathan was equal parts excited and sad to be leaving. Him leaving meant that he wouldn’t see you everyday like he had been for the past two years. You promised to call and write all the time and to see each other during holidays, whether that meant him coming to Hawkins or you going to California.

There was a knock on your bedroom door. You expected it to be your older brother or one of your parents at such an early hour but when you opened the door and saw your boyfriend standing there you were absolutely delighted. It was only a few days before the Byers moved and Jonathan was trying to spend as much time with you as possible so he had been around a lot. You thought he was just coming to hang out like usual, but he looked mad. His eyebrows were furrowed and he was clenching his jaw hard.

You gently took him by the arm and pulled him into your room and onto your bed. “Hey,” you took his face in your hands, “what is it?”

“My dad.”

“What happened?” you asked softly.

“He-” Jonathan let out an aggravated breath. “Mom asked me to call him and tell him that we were moving so I did. I didn’t want to but Mom insisted.” He rolled his eyes. “Well I called him and he’s spouting his normal bullshit. He was saying how Mom was taking us away from him- even though he never comes to see us- and that it wasn’t fair and that he should have a say in this. He’s so- so controlling,” Jonathan insisted. “After all this time he wants to pretend like he was a part of our lives. He wasn’t. He never was, and he never will be.”

You nodded. You knew all about Lonnie and his lack of participation in the boys’ lives. Jonathan and Will deserved better. Much better. “What did you tell him?” you asked.

“I told him it wasn’t his decision to make of course! He can’t just- no. He can’t just act like he suddenly has the right to tell us we can’t go. I didn’t tell Mom what he said; she’s upset enough as it is with Hopper dying.”

You nodded gravely and pulled Jonathan into your arms. He melted onto you and relaxed against your touch. “At least when you’re in California you won’t have to worry about him,” you reminded your boyfriend.

“I know,” he mumbled into your neck. He sighed, letting out some of the tension in his body. “But,” he raised his head up to look you in the eye, “you won’t be there. I’d rather be here, with you.”

“It’ll be okay. As soon as I graduate I’ll come to California. I’ll be around you so much that you’ll get sick of me,” you smiled.

Jonathan shook his head, “I could never get sick of you. Ever. I love you way too much.”

You pressed a kiss to his forehead. “I love you way too much too, and no amount of distance could change that.”

Even though Jonathan came to your house early in the morning he stayed very late too. You knew he had things he needed to do at home but you weren’t going to kick him out. You wanted him close to you just as much, if not more, than he did.

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lovewheeler · 2 years

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i am in. suchhhh a jonathan mood rn. you guys always talk ab casual dominance and you forget him and I just — i just know he texts you throughout the day to make sure you ate, and if you usually forego breakfast or smth he brings food to school to give to you. brings you waters and will give you a kiss on the forehead and tell you they better be finished by the end of the day <3333 he’s so caring and thoughtful and UGH yeah no I wanna give him a baby good god

#♡ rambles.#jonathan.#family man jonathan pls I beg #jonathan byers x reader

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pariahsparadise · 2 years

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the third wheel(er)

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request: Can u write will Byers x gender!neutral reader angst where reader likes will but will doesn’t like them? I hope you’re having a nice day

word count: 0.7k

author’s note: absolutely i can. i hope you're having a nice day, too! this is short and shitty, so i apologise haha. i am very proud of the title for this, thank you. this will have STRANGER THINGS 4 SPOILERS!!

pairings: will byers x gn!reader

warnings: ST4 SPOILERS, not proofread, unrequited love i guess

“You ready?” Mike’s voice brought you out of your reverie, and you jolted up in your hard plastic chair. The two of you were in the airport at the moment, waiting for your flight to California. Waiting to finally see Will. You had been counting down the days on your calendar, each red X you scribbled on a testament to the time you had spent apart. You had battled your parents so hard for this trip, causing them to finally give in when you mentioned that Wheeler would be accompanying you.

You couldn’t stop thinking of your mother’s saddened, knowing expression as she watched you jump up and down with glee.

You pushed the thought away and gave Mike a tight smile, “Yes. Let’s go.”

The two of you stood and headed for the plane, dragging your luggage along.

“I can’t wait to see them,” you excitedly said to Mike when you landed, wringing out your hands.

“Same, weekly letters from El and Will aren’t nearly enough.”

“Wait, weekly?” you asked, a frown etching itself on your features, “You get weekly letters from Will?” Maybe it had been a slip of tongue, an accident where he grouped the two together. You could understand weekly letters from El, she was his girlfriend after all.

“Don’t you?” Mike asked, his eyes scanning the airport, oblivious to your stricken expression. He stood on his tip-toes, as if it would grant him a sort of advantage, and continued looking about.

To answer Mike’s question truthfully, no, you didn’t get weekly letters from Will. All of his writing to you was half-assed and hastily scrawled, as if he was too busy to take the time to properly reply to your neat, detailed correspondence. If you were lucky, you got one letter from him a month, maybe even two. However, the half empty pages did nothing to deter the rapid flutter of your heart, or the heedy headspace the sight of his handwriting sent you to.

But you couldn’t tell Mike this, could you?

“Yeah,” you answered, “I do, too.”

“There they are!” Mike declared, already setting off in their direction. You rush after him, biting back a smile as you watch El throw her arms around him. Your gaze immediately darts towards Will, your eyes not wanting to be deprived of him for a second longer, but feel your heart pang at the way his eyes look, glassy and cracked. You follow his line of sight, and he’s looking at-

Mike.

You push down the nagging feeling at the back of your mind as El lets go of Mike to greet you. Laughing at her boundless enthusiasm, you pull her in for a hug, but watch Mike and Will’s awkward interaction over her shoulder. Will goes in for a hug, and Mike awkwardly keeps him at an arm's distance, tapping him on the shoulder. You wince inwardly. El pulls away from you, still beaming, and you try and lift the corners of your lips to match her energy.

She skips away from you, Mike and her talking again, and you look towards Will, waiting for him to greet you. He doesn’t, eyes still latched on to Mike and El, his fingers absently playing with the painting he’s holding.

Swallowing your pride, you approach him and lightly tap his shoulder.

When he finally looks at you, it’s like he’s worlds away.

“Hey, stranger,” you say with a small smile, which Will barely returns, his free hand reaching out to pull you into a side hug. He lets go before your arms have a chance to even fully wrap around his waist, and quickly looks towards Mike and El again, as if he’s scared they saw you embrace.

He doesn’t say a word to you.

You swallow hard as you walk behind Will towards the exit, Mike and El in the centre of the group, the centre of Will’s attention. You’re surrounded by people you call your friends, but you’ve never felt more alone.

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rainobrienn · 2 years

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secret admirer - Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x Byers!fem!Reader

word count - 2.5k

notes: this is also on my wattpad which is in my Tumblr Bio <3 (not proof read)

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You hated him because he looked to good, because his smile was perfect, you hated his scent and his voice. You hated him because he was perfect in your eyes, and you hated that because he hated you. And if he ever found out you thought of him like that, he would never stop teasing you and tormenting you. You were stubborn and strong headed. And now why did your brother have to become best-friends with him, it was stupid.

"That shirt looks stupid," you admitted to your youngest brother who was shoving pancakes down his throat, "Hey, be nice!" Your mother said to you, "What I'm being honest," you said sitting down at the table, "Your only saying that because you hate Eddie," he says, "True," you said with a smile, "Hate? More like love," your other annoying brother comes in the room and teases, "Shut up! That's disgusting," you gagged at his words, looking to your mother who was smiling at Jonathan, "I would never, ever like that pig," you said totally grossed out by there words, or were you?

"I hate you guys," you said downing your coffee and grabbing the keys to the car before Jonathan could, "You can walk Will to school today," you said with a smile, "Y/n, don't!" Jonathan started but you ran out the door, "Five!" You started to yell at them, meaning for them to hurry up and get ready, "Four!".

You arrived at school and gave the keys to your eldest brother, so he could actually go to work, "See you!" You shouted out to him and walked beside Will now, "Why don't you sit with us today?" Will asks, "I love you Will, I do but I'm never gonna sit with that douchebag," you said with a smile to yourself, "You, mike, Lucas and Dustin can come sit with me if you guys love me so much," you said wrapping your arm around his shoulder, "We can't," he said, "Why? I'm sure Munson won't totally freak out if you spend one lunch with your totally amazing awesome sister," you said rocking him a little as he walked beside you.

"I'll try, same spot?" He asked, you nodded and smiled at him, walking down the opposite hall from him.

You walked up to your tree, definitely disappointed when you didn't see your brother there, but for some reason in that moment you didn't care about Eddie, you thought if you quickly go up to them, steal Will, you and him could have some brother sister time.

So you did that, you walked into the disgusting, cafeteria and looked for your brother, finding him next to Dustin at the hellfire table, you didn't mind anyone there, besides Eddie, you walked up to the table and smiled at Will, "Hey, mind if I steal you?" You asked, "He's with us," Eddie immediately said, "I wasn't asking you was I?" You questioned him, "We need to discuss important hellfire business," Eddie states, "yeah, and I want to discuss important family business," you said back at him, "come on Will," you said, "Will don't," Eddie says, you rolled your eyes, stepped up to Eddie, "My brother is coming to hang out with me, if you threaten him by saying your gonna kick him out in anyway, I will shave your head and then shove it down your throat Munson," you said aggressively at him.

Slightly frightened actually, Eddie gulped and nodded, "Douchebag," you cursed under your breath and then grabbed your brother and walked off with him, "now, let's talk about Mike," you said with a smile on the way out of the cafeteria.

"I hate being like this y/n," he complained, "What? Gay?" You asked, he nodded at that, you sat up and moved closer to him, "Hey, don't ever be ashamed, I know it sucks but you'll find someone, i promise you your not the only one out there who's gay," you stated, "Our whole family is different, and weird and it sucks to be born into it, but you have to learn to deal with it, just as Jonathan did, and just as I did," you said with a soft smile, "I would never let anyone, or anything hurt you ever again ok?" You let him know that for sure, he nodded with a smile and hugged you.

"Are you sure you can't drive him tonight?" You asked Jonathan as you sat in his bedroom, "Yes, I'm meeting Nance in like ten minutes," he states, "cant you guys just like, drop him off when she picks you up?" You asked him, "Y/n, just walk him to the door and leave," Jonathan says, "yeah and if mum found out I left him there, she'll kill me," you state, "she'll do the same to me, just I'm sorry," he says with a sigh, you roll your eyes and flip on his bed, "Just be nice to Eddie, he won't expect it," he says, "What?" You question, "If you are nice, it'll be unexpected," he said, "yeah and he'll torture me, I've tried the nice card Jonathan, nothing works with him, he just loves to make my life harder than it is," you say with a groan.

You arrive at the school, Walk with your brother to the door, "Uh hell no!" Eddie immediately says when seeing you walk in with your brother, "I need to watch him Eddie," you complain, "Where's Jonathan? He normally comes," he states, "He's got a date with his older sister," you say pointing to Mike, "I don't wanna be here either ok, but I'll just be sitting in the corner," you said in an annoyed tone, "No, you can sit in the halls," he states, "It's fucking freezing out there Eddie," you say, you were tired, you couldn't deal with the bickering, "Whatever," he rolled his eyes and let you sit down in the corner.

"Jonathan, I don't care how much you think I have a crush on him, I'm not going over to his house!" You yelled at your brother, who was widely smiling in your face, while your other youngest brother ran around the house panicking about his friend ship bracelet he lost, "I took him there, you take him back," Jonathan said with a smile, "Jonathan!" You whined, "Can we please go now?" Will leaned on the door frame and asked, you looked up and nodded, "I hate you so much," you said to Jonathan before leaving.

"Can you knock?" You asked your brother and slightly pushed him forward, he rolled his eyes at you and knocked as you tapped your foot nervously, "Byers?" He questioned only noticing Will at first, "Y/n?" He questioned in an even more confused tone, and then his face slightly turning into a pissed off one, "Hey Ed, i um think my bracelet might've fallen off while I was here yesterday, do you mind if I look 'round?" Will asks with a nice smile, "Sure kid," he said opening the door, you stood there knowing he wasn't going to let you in, "You coming in?" He asks, you immediately furrowed your eyebrows extremely confused.

"Wouldn't want your precious body to get cold," he said, mocking you from the other night, you rolled your eyes and said "I would rather freeze than enter inside there," he scoffed at your tone, "Could i get some help?" You both heard your brother yell, "Sure," Eddie says closing the door and going to help him. You shivered at the cold, definitely regretting your decision to stand outside, you crossed your arms trying to get warm for a few moments before the door re-opened again, "Found it?" You asked sounding hopeful so you could leave.

"Nope, he wants your help," Eddie stated, "Seriously?" You scoffed but walked in, you would deny it but when walking into Eddie's trailer comfort overwhelmed you, his scent was so warm and sickening to you and you loved it, it was really nice, "Where were you sitting?" You asked him, "Ed you mind if she checks your room?" Will asks from behind the couch, "I'll check, what does it look like?" He asks not wanting you to go in his room, "It's blue, with an uhh," you stopped yourself and looked to your brother who just shook his head, he openly wore it everywhere, why wouldn't he just let someone else find it.

"I'll be two seconds, just tell me where he was sitting," you say, he rolls his eyes, you both hated this but you loved Will and I guess Eddie cared for the little guy as well.

You walked into Eddie's room, and just couldn't help but smile, at all the band posters and how actually cool it was, and to be honest it was extremely similar to yours, Eddie points to the corner of the room where Will sat, you immediately checked under the pillows, blankets and then proceeded to under the bed.

"Eddie! Come here," Will says after a crash, you turn your head to watch him run out of the room, you reached further under the bed and felt the blue ribbon, you were about to shout out you found it so you could finally get yourself out there, but then you saw a small bright red box, and it only caught your eye because of the colour and what it said on top "Y/n," it said.

You looked around to see if Eddie was coming back, and he wasn't, and you reached for it and opened the lid, you saw a picture of you from like freshmen year, when you and Eddie were actually friends. You saw a small hair-tie that you assumed to be yours, a small necklace that you lost in 5th grade, and other little small things that were either yours or were like you, along with pictures of you.

A lot of people would find that extremely creepy, but you found it cute, and you wanted to scream and jump up and down, when you heard footsteps come back you quickly put the lid back on the box and shoved it under the bed, "Did you find it?" Eddie asked, you smiled and showed it to him covering up the 'M' that was imprinted on it.

"Thanks Ed," Will as you left, you didn't say a word to him as you did, you were in shock and in awe of what you saw, "So did you see it?" Will asks, "you knew?" You questioned, "Why did you think I left my bracelet in such a hidden place?" He giggled, "Why didn't you just, say Eddie had it?" You asked, "Y/n? Would you have actually believed me?" He asked in all seriousness, "No," you said with a cheeky smile, "How cute is that?" Will asked, "It's pretty adorable," you stated.

You couldn't stop thinking about it, and if Eddie didn't fill your mind enough, now it, he was all you could think about, every little thing reminded you of Eddie. You immediately told Jonathan when you got home and went full on fan-girl over it.

You had to take Will to another Hellfire club night, and this time, you weren't mad about it, instead of whining and pleading with your brother, you actually offered to drive Will. You didn't dress up, but you wore a lower cut shirt and slightly tighter clothes to the game.

And when you got there you didn't even look at anyone, you just sat in your corner, and felt the eyes upon you, eye which you now definitely new to be Eddie's, at first you wanted to tease him, make him flustered, but now you kind of wanna be sweet with it, you thought over what you were going to say to him all of that game, 'should I be more seductive when I say "I saw that little box of me under your bed" or more sweet, like flattered and stuff' you thought to yourself.

I could play the seductive card, and probably either get fucked or harshly kissed, or I could play it cute and sweet and make his heart warm up, either way you knew he was gonna blush like crazy and probably get flustered.

And you actually got a little nervous when the game ended, "Hey I'll meet you in the car," you whispered in your brothers ear, dropped the keys in his hands and hurried him off, everyone left and it was only Eddie packing things away now.

"You need help?" You asked him, he turned around from placing one of the boxes in the cupboard, "No," he said blankly, "What do you want?" He asked, "I wanna know why you hate me so much?" You asked simply, it was simple why he did but you wanted to see if he would say, he looked at you a little confused, "I uhm, no reason," he said shaking his head.

"So it's not because you don't know how to talk to me?" You asked him, he stopped in his tracks, "What?" He said quietly, you slowly stepped up in front of him, "I didn't mean to, it was kind of just right there when I looked under your bed," you said in a soft tone, not wanting to straight up embarrass the boy, "Find what? Oh-," he stopped himself as he realised, "It's cute Ed," you stated, "I find it cute" you said with a smile and small blush, while his blush was brighter than a red ripe apple.

"You were never supposed to see that," he stated with an angry tone, that tone only pointed towards himself, "I know, and I'm sorry I did," you said knowing you wouldn't be totally overwhelmed with happiness if he found something like that under your bed, "But tell me Ed, is that why you hate me so much? Because well, you truly don't actually hate me," you asked him, a few moments go by and he just softly nods.

You smile, "Me too," you say admitting it to him, "What?" He asks, "That's why I'm such a bitch, I mean how the fuck am I supposed to talk to you? Your intimidating," you say with a small laugh, a smile slowly forming on his face as you said it.

"but, I like you, I've liked you since freshmen year," you said with a rush of embarrassment in your words, "Y-you have?" He asks with a small chuckle at the end of his sentence, you nod softly biting your lip and looking up right into his brown doe eyes.

"I didn't mean to steal your necklace," he admits, "I truly wanted it gone anyways, my dad gave it to me, keep it," you say with a smile, he smiled back. And after a few moments of silence, and slight awkwardness you just lean up and kiss him out of nowhere.

The action speaking louder than any words ever could, you felt his lips slowly start to kiss back after the realisation your kissing him, you felt comfort and compact in this little moment, very safe and happy.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #byers family #will byers #jonathan byers #joyce byers #stranger things #fanfic #fluff #fem!reader #eddie munson x you #strangers things fanfiction #cute fluff #enemies to lovers

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zo-inks · 2 years

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The party with a reader who has a pet.

First-

The town thinks you’re a witch because you have a weird specie for a pet.

-Like a rat or A ferret.

-This causing people to have a weird infatuation with you. Believing you do Magic and that your pet is your familiar.

This is how you met, the gang- Dustin, Mike, Lucas and Will. The Conversation with something like-

“We should invite her” -W

“Go talk to her then ” - L

“No, what if she puts a spell on us.” -M

“You know I can hear you guys, right ?”- You

“Shit.” - D

I like to believe you scare them because they’re so gullible.

The siblings-

Nancy doesn’t love nor hate your pet.

“Why couldn’t you get a dog or a cat.”

“Why can’t you pick between Steve and Jonathan.”

Jonathan doesn’t bother to get to know your pet code unless Will is curious.

A picture of you guys laying on the floor with your rat and some toys.

“Can it do tricks yet?” -J

“Sure, you wanna see.” -You

bro is fucking memorized

Erica state that she needs to be 10 feet away from it.

Eleven and Max when you meet them.

“I always wanted a pet.” -M

“Pet?” -E

“For companionship.” -You

“Companionship?” - E

“A friend, el.” - You

- Joyce and Hopper.

“Please keep that thing away from [Y/L/N].” -H

“He doesn’t mean that.” - J

“Yes I do.” - H

- Steve and Robin

I feel like Steve wouldn’t like your pet at first, I think he’s a neat-freak until season 3.

“[Y/L/N], We just had this discussion, it needs to be clean well.”

Robin thinks it’s cool that just hates the fact that it scares her with you let it walk free.

“What the hell, was that… [Y/n].

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EDDIE

“Ah the witch herself.” -ED

“Hi, Eddie.” - you

“You don’t sound to happy to see me.” - Ed

Your pet loves him more then you,

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rainydayathogwarts · 3 days

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Polaroid Evidence - Eddie Munson pt.2

Summary: Your brother Jonathan doesn't approve of your boyfriend even when he's always over, but your mom and younger brother love him.

Read pt 1 -> Here!

Eddie's wide grin slowly dropped to a frown when he saw the lack of enthusiasm on your face, preparing himself for the bad news. "But?" You inhaled deeply before blurting out "Hopper's gonna be there too." Trying not to cringe at Eddie's horrified face, you added desperately "But who cares right?" Even though you both knew the answer very well.

It didn't help that when you stood in front of your front door with your nervous boyfriend, you had the perfect view of the Chief of Police standing tall in your living room, wearing his full uniform. "Shit, shit, shit. This isn't a good idea baby." He whispered, patting his pockets with his free hand as if making sure he wasn't carrying any drugs on him. He carried flowers in the other - a gesture he was sure would win your mother's approval over no matter what. "Eds. Don't worry. Nothing's going to happen."

And for the majority part, that was the truth. Joyce had been more than excited to meet him, engulfing him in a tight hug before gasping at the bright orange bouquet of flowers he held awkwardly, stealing them away to dunk in water. He introduced himself to Will, another easy win for him, before hesitantly approaching the Chief to shake his hand, completely ignoring your older brother who squinted his eyes at your boyfriend threateningly.

Dinner had gone calmly, Eddie making continuous conversation with Joyce and Will, his gaze occasionally shooting between Hopper and Jonathan, expecting one of them to blow up with questions at any moment. Slowly, you started to zone in on the smaller details. One of Eddie's fingers, resting on his fork was twitching, beads of sweat gathering at the back of his neck. He stuttered every now and then when he spoke, which may not seem big, but coming from your overconfident boyfriend? It was huge. He put his fork down between every bite he took, taking his time to chew so he could think of an answer to the questions thrown at him. On the other hand, Hopper sat leant back in his char, chewing slowly, his face completely relaxed, a hint that he had a plan of action laid out in front of him. Jonathan though, looked down at his plate with a frown on his face, playing with his food like a child who was denied candy.

A loud clank of silverware on the table caught your attention, head snapping up at the noise, only to make eye contact with your older brother whose movements mimicked yours, a same look of shock plastered on his face. Hopper cleared his throat, wiping his mouth with a the folded corner of his tissue, his cutlery splayed on his empty plate. One of Eddie's hands sneaked under the table, placing it palm up on your thigh for you to hold. You squeezed his hand with yours, a weak attempt to comfort him. "Well, Eddie. I do have to say you seem pretty different tonight than on all the other occasions I've seen you... I mean you haven't tried running away yet."

Eddie nervously chuckled, a hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck nervously. He stayed silent, trying to come up with something to say. "I don't see how any of that is relevant Hop." You argued, looking to your side to see the look on your mom's face. Joyce seemed undisturbed, barely giving the conversation attention. "The relevance being him carrying drugs on him or not." Eddie choked on his saliva and your eyes widened, jaw going slack. There goes the elephant in the room. Joyce's eyebrows shot up, barely visible underneath her fringe.

"I mean I sure hope you didn't come here, in your girlfriend's family's house with drugs on you. That would be a serious lack of character from your side." Finally, Eddie's shoulders rolled back in confidence, announcing "Well I think that's a serious lack of judgement from your side. I don't see why you'd think Y/N would choose someone to be her boyfriend if she thought he'd bring drugs around people she's so protective of. Especially Will." The two men glared at each other from across the table, and you averted your gaze, bringing your glass of water up to your lips. In your ray of vision you saw your mom smiling widely, trying to cover her grin with a napkin. She caught your eye and wiggled her eyebrows at you before her chest bubbled with a giggle.

At your mom's stifled giggle, your head shoots back in Hopper and Eddie's direction, who are both sporting confused looks on their faces. It's only then you realise Hop has a knife pointed at Eddie from across the table, and your boyfriend has gone pale, a subtle sign of his submission to your fatherly figure. You take the opportunity to push your chair back, which scrapes loudly on the wooden floor, and grab your boyfriend's arm, sprinting out the front door. You wait for Eddie to unlock his van before climbing and leaning over the control panel to wrap your arms over his shoulders to pull him close as you press your lips onto his softer ones, whatever leftover lip gloss you had transferring onto him.

Eddie sighs into the kiss, one of his arms wrapping around your waist, and he pulls away ever so slightly to say "I'm gonna have to unpack what happened in there." You nod, pressing a kiss to his cheek "Yeah, but later. First, let's go to yours so I don't have to drag you to the back of the van." The sound of his laugh engulfs the small space and he turns the ignition, pulling out of the driveway.

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demonsocialworker · 2 years

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I Missed You - Jonathan Byers

Female x reader/Enemies to Lovers/Set in season 4/Gif not mine

Word Count: 1,314

A/N: rewrote this a few times lol i still don't think i like the way i wrote it very much but enjoy <3

(Jonathan and Nancy aren't together in this, the story would take place after the California gang get back home)

You had to deal with Jonathan Byers stealing your best friend from you, but now he had gone too far. Argyle stopped picking you up for school and instead went to get him, he was always hanging out with Jonathan instead of you, and now the only time you got to see Argyle was at work. You were at work with Argyle when the work phone rang, and Argyle answered it. "All right so two large pepperoni pies gotcha, they'll be there in thirty minutes or less." He turned to you after he hung up the phone, "Dude guess who that was!" You didn't even have to guess, "Jonathan?" "You know it, I'm gonna go take him his pies I'll be back in a bit." He shoved the pizzas into his delivery bag and headed out the door. Of course, Jonathan would manage to steal your best friend from you even while you two were at work.

Argyle had been gone for three hours, where the hell did he go? You tried to cover for him for as long as you could but eventually your manager found out and flipped his shit. On the way home that night you stopped by Argyles house and didn't see his van in his driveway. What did Jonathan get him into now?

Hours kept passing without a call from Argyle. You left a message with his mom for him to call you as soon as he got home, but the next day there was still no call. This had to be Jonathan's fault, there's no way Argyle would disappear like this. One day turned into two, and on the third day you had made flyers and were about to start stapling them to light posts when you saw a familiar van driving down the road. "Holy shit." you muttered to yourself. The van turned into Argyles driveway, and you dropped your flyers to run to him. He hopped out of the driver's seat when he saw you and opened his arms to embrace you. "Where have you been?" you said as you teared up, "I was about to stick a missing flyer to that post over there!" He looked down at you and went to wipe away the tear falling down your face, "Jonathan had an emergency dude. It was a family thing, so I had to help. I should've called I'm sorry." When you heard Jonathan's name you could feel your entire body fill with anger. You let go of Argyle and marched over to Jonathan. His little brother and sister were walking into the house, and you waited until the door closed behind them before you started screaming. "Are you fucking kidding me? You kidnap my best friend for three godamn days and say it's a family emergency!?" Jonathan's mouth dropped open, you had done your best to be nice to him until now, now it was different, now you wanted to kill him. "I can't believe this shit and I can't believe Argyle's defending you!" Argyle got in between the both of you to try stop you from screaming again, "Y/N dude I swear, it was an emergency and I wanted to be there for him, I-" But Jonathan interuppted him, "Argyle don't, she kinda has a point but I want to explain. I can't explain out here it's too dangerous I don't want either of you to get hurt. Especially Y/N." Why is he being nice to you all of a sudden? You two have never had a full conversation but now he's acting like he wants to protect you. But Argyle was on his side, so you decided to go inside and let him "explain" why he got your friend to leave town for three days with no notice.

You walked through the door with Argyle and Jonathan, Jonathan walked behind you and put his hand on your back to lead you through. What the hell? He's never done anything like that and even though you wanted to hate it, you couldn't. "I'll go check on Jane and Will for you bro." Argyle said. Jonathan led you to Argyle's room so you could talk in private. You walked into Argyle's room and Jonathan closed the door behind you. "Look, what I'm about to tell you is gonna sound crazy but just bear with me." You rolled your eyes, "Yeah, sure okay."

The last hour that Jonathan spent talking sounded like he was just telling a story from one of his brothers dnd games. You weren't sure you believed it, but the tone of Jonathan's voice made you want to believe. "Look even if that's all true, why did you drag Argyle along?" He sighed and looked down, "I needed a ride, my mom took the car to the airport and mines still broken down, so I didn't have much of a choice." You wanted to be nice, even if his story sounded crazy a lot of it made sense, like why his little sister did that scream outside the school. "Okay, sure I believe you. Even if it doesn't make that much sense I guess." Jonathan stared into your eyes for a minute, and you stared back. You've hated him since he moved in but now sitting here with him after he opened up to you made you see him differently. He looked shyer than normal, and he looked really tired. "Here, um, sit down on Argyle's bed. You look like you need to." He chuckled a little but sat down anyway. "I probably need to do more than sit down, but I guess it's a start." He looked up at you and grabbed your hand, "Y/N, can I tell you something?" You couldn't think of anything he would want to tell you, but strangely you could think of something you wanted him to tell you. "Yeah, what's up?" He pulled you a little closer to him and wrapped his hand around the back of your legs, trying to tell you he wanted you to sit on his lap. "What are you doing?" you asked. He pulled on your legs again, "Sit." You thought about it for a second before you gave in and sat on his lap. He moved his hand up to your back and used the other one to grab one side of your face. "I missed you. Like, a lot. Even if you hate me, I still thought about you the entire time I was gone, wondering if you were safe here." You started to blush; you didn't hate him. Well, not anymore. "I thought about you too, mostly how bad I wanted to punch you for kidnapping Argyle, but I still thought about you." He laughed, and then started staring at you again. "I'm sorry I kidnapped your friend. But I think I know a way to make it up to you." You didn't know what it meant until he used the hand he had on the side of your face to pull you closer. You closed your eyes as he pulled you even closer, wrapping his arm tighter around your back and using his other hand to guide your face towards his. Your lips met his, and all the hate you thought you had for him melted away. You lifted your hands up around his neck and pulled yourself even closer to him. You wanted to stay in that moment forever, in his lap with your lips moving against his. But you knew you couldn't, so you pulled away, "We can do this another time, you need to sleep." He smiled at you and scooted farther up onto the bed with you still in his lap, then laid back and pulled you down with him, "Alright, but only if you stay here with me." You smiled back, "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

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