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teddypickerry · 1 year

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( order for lunes! )

I SHIP YOU WITH ... jonathan byers

𓆩♡𓆪

A/N!

i saw your pfp & i knew i would

like you. you reminded me of

someone jonathan would like

(since i am a jonathan kinnie),

so i thought it could be a cool

ship! for @lunesispunk

HOW YOU MET!

you were at tina's halloween party for

no longer than ten minutes when you

wanted to leave. it's not that the party

wasn't cool, it was how your friends

were all off with random people —

coupling up and making out like

it was ninth grade.

you had on a simple star wars costume,

one that not a lot of effort was put into

considering this was a last minute thing.

not one person had commented on it

until jonathan did.

he made his way over towards you, he

matched your awkward & annoyed look

as you leaned against a wall. "cool costume"

he complimented with a small smile. you

could hardly hear his words, but you

heard them just enough to smile back.

that's when you both decided to go outside

for a breather — and break from the loud

noise of billy hargove doing god knows

what to a cheerleader. the night ended

in a midnight run to a fast food place after

hours of talking.

WHAT DO YOU GUYS DO!

you and jonathan became best friends

pretty quickly after that night. hawkins

all had their own assumptions about the

both of you but you didn't really care. the

two quiet, rock obsessed people found one

another. on your typical hangouts, you blast

a new record that you've both been dying

to hear. at least once a month you're at

a new concert either in indianapolis

or a small place just out of town.

WHAT KIND OF BF IS HE!

+ jon is a pretty quiet guy but he LOVES

listening. so talking to him for hours

while he takes in and admires every word

is typical.

+ SHARING BAND TEES! or simply

him buying them for you at his mom's

store. same music taste so why not?

+ you reading and he randomly snaps a

photo of you. saying it's a good one. he

is def your personal photographer.

+ watching star wars with him and his little

brother will, who idolizes you <3

+ also drawing with will and just hanging

out with will anytime jonathan can't since

joyce trusts you with him.

+ movie dates where you completely

forget about the movie and start talking

about random nothings

+ you're both sarcastic and get eachothers

jokes before anyone else can

+ you can also tell what eachothers thinking

without even saying anything

+ it drives steve crazy because he always

thinks you guys are bullying him

+ def little road trips together :)

+ for your birthday he gets you a photo

album of photos of you, concerts you've

been to together, etc. soooo sweet <3

#teddypickerry #stranger things fic #jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers headcanons #i ship you with

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punksanji · 2 years

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march 5 its gonna be 2 years since i broke up with my ex and i still can't get over it. i'm not in love with him anymore—i'm resentful. bitter. hateful, even. but i did love him with all my heart once and that guy shattered my heart in so many pieces that there's nothing left of it but dust. we dated for 1 year and 4 months and i told him from the beginning i was committed, i wanted to be his, i wanted to love to my fullest. i told him that, so many times. but he just wanted a good fuck, he was just lonely i guess. that's the hard truth. he never said it out loud but deep in my heart i knew yet i kept ignoring the signs in hope they would disappear and we would somehow figure things out, he would fall in love with me eventually, he would show me he cared. well, he didn't. not even once. he played me all this time and i never felt so miserable, unworthy, ugly and unlovable in my entire life because nothing i ever did was enough. i burnt all my money on that motherfucker, i tried to satisfy him in bed in all the ways i could, i even fucking cooked for him (and god knows how i hate to cook). i took care of him because i loved him, i thought we had a fucking future together, shit. oh my god how could i be so STUPID. i HAD to break up because i knew this was unhealthy and killing me inside and that fucker didn't even flinch. a couple months later he had a new girl. he had her photos on his socials, he called her "the woman of my life", they had cute inside jokes together... its like we never existed. he never did any of these things with me. he took pictures with her using the clothes i bought for him, his pfp is still the pic i took of him after he cut his hair dope that day i took him to the salon and i said he was beautiful. i bet that’s how he met his new girlfriend. she thought he was beautiful too.

it’s been almost 2 years and i’m still resentful because all my friends are also his friends and I can’t be in the same room with the person who carved the deepest, ugliest scars in my heart, the one who completely ruined love for me, the main reason i need to fucking see a therapist. i am terribly afraid of commitment. i can’t free myself from the thought of not being good enough for anyone. i can’t risk going through this again. i can’t even daydream about love for 2 min until i see his face and get back at feeling like a pile of shit. it gets to the point that i don’t want to leave my fucking house because my town is little af and i might see him or our friends and they will bring up his name and i’ll be triggered and i’ll want to cry and go home. not to quote billie eilish but jesus fucking christ man you made me hate this city. hate everything. i fucking hate you. i wish you were miserable right now. i wish things weren’t going so great for you these days. and i wish i could say that shit out loud without being judged by my friends for wishing something bad for my ex, but how could i not when all he did was hurt me?? this isn’t fair!! people keep telling me to move on but i can’t, i can’t, i can’t. i can’t. its not about him anymore. he’s gone. its been almost 2 years. he doesn’t think about me. but i’m still here and i’m still hurt. my heart is still shattered all over the floor but i don’t know how to pick it up. i don’t know how to begin again, i don't know how could i trust someone ever again. and i still need to keep quiet about it and repress my feelings because no one cares. they're sick and tired of me crying over this. i know its annoying for them. i understand that. but it doesn't make it easier. time won't heal this. i just know.

#txt.cau

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