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GIRLIE JUST WATCHED VOLUME TWO OF S4 AND HAS BEEN BAWLING HER EYES OUT OMFG

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HEY BAE !! I MISS U AND I HOPE U HAVE BEEN OKAYYAYAYY! LOOK AT HIM TwT

AHHH HEY!! <3 i hope you’ve been okay too hun! but …👁👁 bestie please-

JONATHAN’S SO PRECIOUS!! OMFG HE’S EVERTHING :’)

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before you could sit down at the lunch table, a familiar pair of hands grabbed you by your waist and hoisted you back against them and into the air. the hands were familiar and strong, metallic chunky rings digging into your sides. EDDIE MUNSON pulled your back flush against his chest, laughter wild and loud to match your own shriek of thrilled surprise as he carried you to stand on top of the lunch table for all in the cafeteria to see.

eddie twirled you once, twice, the sound of your hypnotic laughter making his heart swell in a way he didn’t know how to express, or hell, in a way he didn’t even knew existed. he stuck his tongue out at you, mimicking demonic sounds with his grip tightened on your waist.

yet his heart only soared higher as your hands ruffled his head of messy hair before mimicking devil horns with your pointer fingers on top of your own head, laughing all the while you did so.

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steve harrington + “i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel anything for you.” :>

“and you know what? i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel anything for you.” the king of hawkins high proclaimed, pointing his finger in your face. his friends erupted in a chorus of ‘ooh’s, your face flushing from humiliation.

“steve..” your voice broke, and you tried your best to harden your face. “you don’t deserve it.” you whispered, knowing that only steve would hear it due to how close he was. and it was only then in those following moments that you could see the fight leave his eyes. “you don’t deserve me.” you said, louder this time, fists balling. “you don’t deserve anyone, harrington!” you cried out, tears blurring your vision no matter how much you tried to hold your heartbreak back. your heart sobbed as your eyes reflected the deception you felt, the betrayal that bled rivers. you pushed him back, moving him out of your way before storming out of the party to the same mocking chorus that shouted insults as you left. you let your middle finger hover in the air over your shoulder.

and you left steve alone in his house party, skin burning where your hands had pushed against his chest. his eyes burned with a long unknown feeling of tears, but steve harrington bit them back, mind not fully realizing that the first one that he became vulnerable with, the one who supported his ideas and accepted his wackiness for who he truly was, just walked out of his life. all over a stupid prank that started your relationship.

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have i ever mentioned that i’d like to smooch jonathan :( like cmere bby lemme hold you close </3

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steve harrington just calling the reader pretty, i just want him to call me pretty- i’d literally die😭

STEVE HARRINGTON sat down on his bed, waiting for you to finish changing in the bathroom, hands nervously fiddling in his lap. this was the first time he was sleeping over at your house, and despite your reassurance, he couldn’t help but feel the familiar tinge of nervousness flutter around in his stomach. this was you, and in your own house!

you knocked on your bedroom door, freshly changed into some sweatpants and a sweatshirt, as it was late autumn and the nights grew chilly. steve looked up, and it was as though his mind was shocked free. his shoulders, which he didn’t realize were tensed, relaxed, and he found himself standing, looking at you with that almost lost look in his eyes as he looked you over as though you were a model. you gave him a look, handing him some sweatpants you found that would fit him, “what?”

“you’re just, you’re so pretty.” he smiled that big dumb smile at you, eyes clearly tired but the truth of his words shining brightly behind his eyes. you smiled, flustered, but pushed him gently in the direction towards the bathroom so he could change. “says the pretty boy harrington.”

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11,13 and 22 but its the reader saying it☹️

with what character, hun? :)

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Will matchups be reopened someday?

mm, most likely! i haven’t been having any motivation to crack down on them, and i feel so guilty for it but it takes literal hours to make just one fully detailed matchup.

but yes, most likely i will someday reopen! <3

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ooo can i request 8 & 3 for eddie please <3

EDDIE MUNSON laid comfortably in your arms, face buried into the crook of your neck, dark hair splayed everywhere you looked when you glanced down at him. he sighed heavily, arms moving to push himself up to hover over you. having just been asleep, his eyes were tired, and a small piece of his hair was stuck fast to his cheek due to how long he had laid there undisturbed. his sleepy gaze fell on you, and something akin to a lovestruck gaze glazed his eyes, staring at you with this goofy yet handsome smile.

“wow, you’re hot.” you scoffed, smiling playfully as you flicked his nose, making him flinch, wiggling his nose to try and get rid of the sting. “hey!” he whined, frowning. however, his frown dissolved at your smile, laying his chin against the middle of your chest as he observed you. it almost seemed rare that your boyfriend would be this quietly content, being the loud and dramatic creature that he is.

“y’know, i had a dream that we were married.” he smiled up at you as you looked down at him, eyes wide with surprise and curiosity. “oh?” you asked nervously, hands reaching to play with his dark, messy hair. eddie chuckled, closing his eyes as if to remember what had happened in the dream. “i don’t remember much of the dream, but i remember you. seeing the rings on our fingers.” his smile faded to something more serious, eyes opening as he stared up at you. “and i remember the feeling.”

you looked down, quirking a brow curiously. “what feeling?” eddie pulled away suddenly, sitting down on your bed, criss-cross. he held his hands in his lap, looking down almost bashfully, yet with a wide, devilish grin on his face as he twisted the rings on his fingers. “the feeling of knowing that we could kiss anytime we want.” he started, eyes glowing brighter with every addition, “and knowing i’d be able to wake up to you every morning. seeing your face and being able to hold you hands,” he grabbed one of your hands within his own, pulling it up so he could plant a kiss on your knuckles. “and being able to see you pretty eyes every morning and every night.” and as he said this, his hands moved to capture your cheeks between his palms, his breath tickling your face.

“you are such a tease, eddie munson.” he laughed, shaking his head, “yet you love it.”

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MORE DIALOGUE PROMPT EXAMPLES :

11. “why am i always the second option?”

12. “oh my god, what happened?”

13. “who was it? and where the hell are they now?”

14. “don’t you dare.”

15. “hey, look at me. please?”

16. “i’m not leaving you!” or “don’t leave me here!”

17. “let’s run away together.”

18. “what on earth are you wearing?”

19. “y’know, you don’t have to sleep on the floor.”

20. “of course i remembered. how could i forget?”

21. “you have pretty eyes.”

22. “it’s okay to cry, you know?”

23. “is that my shirt?”

24. “please stop ignoring me.”

25. “i’m not exactly a people person.”

𝓢𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

&. because i cannot help myself, i’m opening these since they are relatively easy for me to do! if you’ve seen the blurbs i write ( examples here, here, and here! ), this is basically a way to request them for yourselves! <3

&. simply send in the character you’d like, as well as a dialogue prompt! you can combine as many as three prompts together, but no more than three at a time! <3

EXAMPLES OF DIALOGUE PROMPTS :

1. “can i kiss you?”

2. “i can’t sleep. can i lay with you?”

3. “i had a dream that we were married.”

4. “i-.. i threw up.”

5. “don’t worry, i’ll take care of you.”

6. “why did you choose me?”

7. “do you love me?” or “do you hate me?”

8. “wow, you’re hot.”

9. “can you play with my hair?”

10. MAKE YOUR OWN!

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jonathan byers + “ if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you.”

to feed ur jonathan byers brainrot

JONATHAN stumbled over himself, rushing to follow your quick yet weak footsteps as you tried you best to quick-walk away from that party. the argument had gotten out of hand, jealousy having hung thick, yet silently, in the air until nancy had left to join steve which had given you a chance to talk with jonathan.

the conversation slowly grew out of hand, talking turning to bickering, bickering turning into something else. strong words, words that were sure to hit and hurt both parties. your jealousy of nancy had been something long-brewing, despite her relationship with steve. jonathan didn’t understand how you couldn’t see his undying love for you, how you didn’t notice the way he looked at you, or how he seemed to care so deeply for who you are wholly.

“(y/n), (y/n)! c’mon, wait a second!” jonathan weakly yelled, hand reaching out to gently wrap around your wrist. you whipped around, angry tears forming in the corners of your eyes, yet you softened at the sight of your sweet jon. “wait a second, will you? ..please?” he asked, softly. it was well past midnight, standing in the middle of the darkened road. both of you were evidently tired, but sleep was far from his mind.

‘never go to bed angry,’ joyce had warned. ‘it’s one of the worse things you could ever do.’

he swallowed his worry and fears, the anxiety threatening to bubble over. “i don’t like nancy anymore. you know that, right?” he asked, hands moving to gently yet firmly grip your shoulders, comforting. you had your arms crossed over your chest, and you only tightened into yourself, the jealously and insecurities simmering inside your mind. you softly shook your head yes, embarrassed. jonathan sighed, looking at you, a small smile gracing his lips.

“(y/n), if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you.” jonathan whispered, a sentence for you alone to hear in the darkness of the night. the stars danced above you both, a gentle breeze flowing by, and yet the world stood still. your breath fluttered out before you in the chilly october air, and a flustered grin broke out on your face.

and suddenly you captured his face firmly in your hands, pulling him to your level as you pressed your lips to his own, catching him by surprise, cheeks burning warm and red under your warm-palmed touch.

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billy hargrove + “can you be my date to the wedding?”

THANK U <3

“can you be my date to the wedding?” you looked over at billy hargrove, confused, nearly astonished. he was lazily laying at the foot of the bed, half of his legs dangling over the side, arms under his head as he spoke aloud. “i mean, you don’t have to. i’d appreciate it though.” he followed up, having looked over to process your expression. you laughed, moving over to look down at his face, “of course i will! i’m just.. y’know, surprised is all!” you smiled down at him, and already the nerves started to swarm into the pit of your stomach. all this time billy had tried to keep you separate from his family — you of course didn’t mind, after all he has been vulnerable with you before so you mostly knew the vague situation of it all — but this time, he was actively inviting you to a family member’s wedding?

billy looked up, grinning at your response. “perfect.” and yet he only looked at your face, your lovely features and the smile that lit you up. it was not difficult for billy hargrove to imagine you standing before him, in a ( wedding dress / wedding suit ) of your own.

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i’m sorry but ya’ll are spoiling me with all the jonathan prompt requests 😩🥰 i’m being FED <33

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i’m rewatching season one of stranger things and am trying not to sob in front of my friend over jonathan’s glassy eyes 😭😭

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*cries in jonathan byers brainrot*

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jonathan byers with prompts 6 & 1 please !!

JONATHAN shuddered, feeling your arms wrap around him from behind. he felt the heat of your breath fan against his back, sending chills down his spine despite the fabric of his sweater standing between you two. he knew that you could feel how his shoulders were tensed, desperately trying not to buck up and down with the tears that threatened to grace his cheeks.

“w-why did you choose me?” weakly, his voice revealed far too much. the insecurities laced every word that slipped from his tongue, and he hated how much of an impact those words had on him, despite being the one to ask. reality had crashed in all around him in the form of rude comments from the usual students in between classes, and while he knew they shouldn’t matter, his brain didn’t seem to understand that either.

he felt you shift, moving to stand up from the bed and then crouch in front of him, between his legs, a worried look on your face. “jonathan..” you sighed, looking up at him. his gaze was averted, eyes glassy as he looked towards the floor next to you, hoping his choppy bangs would hide his eyes. jonathan felt shame bubble within him, embarrassment for feeling this way.

you stood, and gently placed your hands on each side of his face, cradling his head in your smaller hands as you directed him to look up at you. “because i love you, jonathan. and some comments from tommy h. or whoever it is that bothers you isn’t going to change that.” you stated, swiping the pads of your thumb under his eyes softly as a tear had slipped out a while ago.

“…(y/n)?” jonathan shyly asked, eyes boring into your own lovingly, nervously. “yes?” “can i kiss you?” he asked, his hands coming up to hold onto your forearms as you were still cradling his cheeks in your palms. you smiled, the only answer being you leaning down to capture his soft lips with your own.

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Hi ! This is for the Stranger Things Dialogue Prompts :)

Jonathan x reader with "don't worry, i'll take care of you"

Thank you :)

JONATHAN smiled softly as he pushed the door to his bedroom open with his foot, carrying two bowls of warm soup. “i got soup,” he said hopefully, eyes reaching for yours as you hummed appreciatively, eyes opening and pulling your body upwards. reaching out, you grabbed one of the bowls from his warm hands. “thank you!” your scratchy voice croaked out, and jonathan shushed you, sending you a weak, worried warning glare. “(y/n), rest your voice. don’t worry, i’ll take care of you.” he smiled, sitting down on the bed next to you, his own bowl of soup in his hands. you rolled your eyes, you already knew that he would take care of you. or rather, he has been taking care of you. it reminded you of how joyce would act towards jonathan and will.

you took a spoonful of the soup, relishing in it’s flavor and warmth. and as jonathan grabbed his own spoon, you leaned up to plant a smooch on his cheek before turning back to your meal. however, you could easily see the smile that settled onto his mouth, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

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