#Chrissy x Jonathan

[artcake]

a sketch prompt if you're feeling inspired<33

jonathan byers x chrissy cunningham on a date ~

What movie do you think they're seeing?

[pearlypairings]

Source of Light Series for Chrissy x Jonathan

moodboard created by the ever lovely @1lostsoul0fishbowl my number one reason for continuing to write fanfic<3

Part 1:

there is a light that never goes out - completed

jonathan pov || angst, pining, happy ending || ch 13/13 || >50k wc

A commission from the unofficial Queen of Hawkins for her boyfriend sends the introverted Jonathan Byers on a reluctant journey, discovering not all cheerleaders are the same. Some are very observant, thoughtful, and even full of self-doubt and responsibility like him... The more he learns about her, the more Jonathan finds himself searching for reasons to see her before their deadline.

Part 2:

Let the Light in - ongoing wip

chrissy pov || angst, hurt/comfort, happy ending || ch 6/? || ~20k wc

Chrissy's in love, but struggling with how to trust herself and what she wants. Grief, pressure, and criticism hold her true feelings at bay. But there is always hope where love is concerned...and Jonathan is no exception

One-shot :

cure for lovesickness - future fic, completed

jonathan pov || sick/comfort, fluff, est relationship || 1.3k wc

Jonathan's been feeling unusually under the weather: coughing, runny nose, high fever, the whole gambit of the world's worst cold. Chrissy stops by to take care of him and get him back on the mend.

[ymaohoh]

Photocheer AU

prompt

Jonathan Byers has been encouraged to expand his photography portfolio. His teacher sets him homework to try his hand at portraits (an area he’s not explored much given his shy nature - and that kind of photography requires connection). 

He worries all weekend about who to ask… and then bumps right into Queen Bee Chrissy Cunningham who’s always been so nice and friendly to him. She’s beautiful too and his fingers itch to capture that million dollar smile.

She blushes bright pink when he asks her to model for him. He's about to apologise when she says yes...yes, of course she'll help him. She trusts him.

She agrees and they work at it for an hour in the studio. They (both) find themselves opening up and he even makes her laugh. He keeps his eyes on her face through the lens and she bravely meets his gaze. To his surprise, Chrissy then suggests something more… daring. 

She wants to pose for him. She wants to lose herself.

(post Vecna - Nancy picked Steve)

[disneymbti]

Any photocheer hcs you'd like to share 😊?

Hi there, Pearly! I really hope you like this a lot!

Photocheer's Headcanons

Jonathan is a brown cat coded boy and Chrissy is a white cat coded girl.

Jonathan's love languages are acts of service and gift giving while Chrissy's love languages are words of affirmation and quality time.

Jonathan is the moon and Chrissy is the eclipse in their relationship.

The two of them will go to the forest together and takes some photos there and playing in the leaves together.

[honey-tongued-devil]

[I can’t stand the way you tease me]

The last one of the miniserie. There’ll be two more, bonus, one with Robin and one with Argyle. I’m so touch starved that you’ll beg me to stop.

[piastrinorris]

copying ur 2 titles: all your pictures on the floor / this dizzy dreamer

all your pictures on the floor: oh god. i never thought i'd choose to write cheerscoops angst. but that's what that's become

this dizzy dreamer: hmmm. i've been thinking about this one for a while now. and we're getting a chrissy cunningham double feature here bc i wanna talk photocheer!!

send me a fake fic title and i'll tell you what i'd write based on it!

all your pictures on the floor: chrissy's mum and jason's mum had like practically arranged for them to be childhood sweethearts turned eventual spouses and during chrissy's Teenage Rebel phase (at 18) she's like "and why can't i choose who i want to date, huh?! what's to stop me from dating whoever i want anyway behind all of your backs?! isn't that worse?" so laura is like "if you won't agree to a relationship with jason, you're not living under my roof"

so she ends up dating and running away to live with steve. charming, goofy, totally reformed former playboy steve. everything's a dream, at first. she even opts to not go to college so she can just start her domestic life with steve as soon as it starts. but they're both still way too young to be starting a lifestyle like that, and neither of them have had good role models. so even though they do have really good times together, the in between bits are full of little insecurities. any time one of them is home late from work, the other assumes that Something must be happening behind their backs, but they're both so inexperienced in adult relationships that neither of them talk about it. chrissy's fed up of working and being a homemaker but steve never had to lift a finger so he doesn't know how to cook or clean and chrissy doesn't want to have to teach him.

stuff like that builds up until eventually steve cracks and is like "look, you chose to live here, so if you're not happy, you can get out." and maybe this is just before chrissy goes off to work for the day, and when she gets back all her stuff is in boxes outside the harrington house. her family won't accept her back. jason's got a fiancée who he's obsessed with. so she gets a motel room for the night, looks in one of the boxes and sees that steve's given her all of their photo albums, too. so chrissy puts all the photos out across the room, of all the good times that they had, reminiscing of them, wondering where it went wrong, wondering if the "good" times even were that good. and she realises she's faced with the option of either trying to fend for herself with no support network, or going back to steve with her tail between her legs and repeating the cycle of being just like her mother, who she starts to realise was only setting her up w jason bc jason was the safe option she never went for as a kid. and she was hoping not to let history repeat itself. but it did

this dizzy dreamer: au in which chrissy is a popstar, and jonathan works for a music magazine. he takes photos for a piece on chrissy, and they are. stunning. they capture her vibe perfectly, even she loves how she looks in them, and that feature really helps her career kick off. she's about to do her first major all-american tour and she seeks jonathan out to be the photographer for the whole thing. (idk if this is a thing for everyone, but i've been seeing a lot of harry styles' tour on my fyp and he apparently has a photographer called lloyd so that's what i'm basing this off of)

anyway as they're touring, chrissy realises how introverted jonathan is and desperately tries to get him to open up around everyone so that he feels part of the ~tour family~. and ofc he does Not want to do that. but some nights when chrissy can't sleep, jonathan is up, too. except he's sitting on the roof of the tour bus, getting high. he offers to roll chrissy a joint, but she tells him that if she smokes a whole one all by herself it makes her dizzy and throws her off. but she'll stay up with him and talk to him.

he tells her he's up bc he worries about his brother back home. she tells him she has a little brother too. he tells her he knows, they've grown up together and she's never even realised it. that's why he's completely okay with this just being a professional relationship. but chrissy feels bad that she doesn't remember jonathan. but she still finds ways to connect with him through anecdotes like "remember when mike lewenski started that huge food fight in middle school?"

as the tour goes on, she starts getting stressed. people keep writing about her, and being a female in the public eye, a lot of tabloids are judging her, setting expectations for her she doesn't know how to keep. and so to help her calm down between shows, jonathan offers to share a joint with her. she opens up to jonathan on a deeper level about how she's worried that she can't hack it, and that she's gonna have to give up on her dreams. jonathan tells her that it's admirable that she even has one, let alone one that she went for. it makes chrissy sad to hear that jonathan's never had a dream, but he tells her he doesn't mind, he only never thought to have any bc he spent so long taking care of his mum and brother.

chrissy swears that she'll help him come up with a dream to aim for. but, as tour goes on, his work gains notoriety, and he starts genuinely enjoying taking photos of the girl he's falling in love with, he realises he's already living it :)

[little-annie]

How do you think the spicy 6 (and some) spend their time waiting out the blizzard?

I’m working on a fic for Spicy 6ber fanworks, but have this in the meantime.

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

part two to this little thing 'cause i saw these tags on the last part from @stevesjester and actually kicked my feet and giggled about it

After Pretty Boy kissed him, Eddie walked back to the staff break room in a daze.

His slow lumbering gait still managed to scare some folks, though, so that’s a plus.

He opens the door, slowly turns to close it softly, and leans back against it once it is.

“Eddie? You okay?” Comes a voice he’d know anywhere. “Wait, that is you, right? You’re supposed to be Piggy Man tonight?”

Eddie pulls the rubber mask off, making his stomach flip thinking about the last time it was pulled up. You know, ‘cause he’s a sap.

Chrissy takes in his shocked, sweaty face, “Oh my god, you okay? What happened?”

He looks up at his roommate (best friend, sister) in her bloody cheerleader costume, an ironic holdout from their time in high school, and breathes a laugh, “I fell in love.”

“OMG OMG tell me everything right now!!” Chrissy bounces over to him excitedly and pulls him down to the bench of their one (1) break table, a sagging plastic picnic table.

He looks up at her bright happy face and barks out a half hysterical laugh, “I can’t believe you’re this excited about me potentially falling in love with someone I’m literally being paid to scare.”

“Oooh, so they were a runner??”

“Yeah, literally in this case.”

“Start talking, Munson, or I’m going to throw all your guitar picks down the garbage disposal.”

“Okay, okay, Jesus Christ.. Okay, so I did my usual creepy husky voice at him, called him all the usual things,”

“Let me guess, you started with ‘pretty boy’?”

“Yeah. ‘Cause he’s pretty. Duh. Damn was he pretty…”

“Uh huh. And you fell in love with him ‘cause he was pretty?”

“No, no of course not, listen to this:” Eddie sits up straighter in preparation for the story. “I had him backed into a corner, right? The fake gate over in section 2B,”

“Ah yes, of course.”

“Yeah! And when I lunged at him, he caught my arm, and spun me around.”

“Shut. Up.”

“No, never. SO he’s got me backed against the fence, and he–I swear to fucking Jesus H. Christ–lifts my mask up and kisses me.”

Chrissy starts to squeal incoherently. “Eeeeee!!! Shutupshutupshutup!! Holy shit there’s no way this happened!!”

“Look, 100% serious right now; he kissed me stupid, and spun around and booked it again.”

“Pretty Boy distracted you with a kiss to escape!?! I cannot believe this, c’mon..” Crissy grabs ahold of his arm again and pulls him out of the breakroom with her insane unchecked leftover cheer squad strength.

“Whoa, what? Where’re we going?? He’s probably gone by now! I was standing over in 2B like an idiot for a while after he left!!”

“Not that, we gotta go see Argyle.”

“Argyle why—ohhh shit. Oh my god, you think they caught it on camera?” Eddie’s actively following her now.

The two burst into the warehouses’ security office, where they’re met with the backs of two ‘zombie’ guards (and the leftover smell of weed).

“Argyle, Jonathan, you need to look at something for us,”

“Is it the footage of Eddie’s makeout sesh in 2B? ‘Cause we’re waaayy ahead of you pompom.”

“Ah!! Holy shit he was telling the truth?!” Chrissy bodies between the two, sending Argyle rolling away on his chair, and Jonathan staggering back a step.

“Dude, that’s so cool of your boyfriend to come to the haunt, keepin’ us in business.” Argyle directs at Eddie, though still spinning slowly in his chair.

“He’s not my–you thought he was my boyfriend?”

“Yeah man, why else would you look at him like that.” Jonathan points down at the screen. 

Chrissy re-winds it again and Eddie watches himself charge forward at Pretty Boy (damn, he’s still pretty though this grainy footage too, how the fuck is that possible??), get spun and–oh shit, they’re right.

“Oh Jesus Christ.” he hangs his head into his hands, falling down into Jonathan’s previously abandoned chair.

“Sooo…he’s not your boyfriend..?”

Chrissy re-winds the footage again. Squeals happily.

“Nope. Just met him tonight.”

“Wow dude, that’s like, love at first sight if I ever saw it.”

She re-winds it again, squeals.

“Yeah I know, it’s embarrassing as shit, alright?” Eddie’s still talking into his palms.

Chrissy snorts at that, “Not for you! Well..kinda..but him too, did you not see that pause?”

“...What pause?”

His question goes unanswered as Jon and Argyle move back in over Chrissy’s shoulders and after a few seconds both “Ohh…” in sync.

“The fuck’re you talking about?”

“Look,” She re-winds the tape once again and points, “Watch after he lifts your mask.”

So he does, and..okay, there was a pause.

“...So?”

“He totally fell in love with you at the same time you did him. Fell with him. With each other?”

“You both fell in love at the same time.” Chrissy says what Jonathan was trying to. “We have GOT to find this guy somehow.”

Chrissy records the footage on the screen with her phone, intending to post it online to find the guy, but Argyle’s positive he’s gonna show back up tonight.

“Give him a chance, pompom, he’s totally in love too, remember?”

“Fine, but if he doesn’t come back today, I’m posting this. Maybe it’ll get us some more business too.”

“Do I get a say in this?” Eddie asks, already knowing the answer.

“No.” Yep, there it is.

So, he rolls his eyes, puts his mask back on, and finishes out the night like everything is normal and he didn’t just fall head over fuckin’ heels for a random (hot) stranger earlier.

He’s done for the night before Chrissy since she’s got a lot of that fake blood to try and wash off, so he grabs up his stuff and heads out the front, intending to wave bye to Gareth at the front counter before braving the frigid late fall wind to warm up his car (and move it closer to the entrance so Chrissy doesn't have to walk in the cold). 

“See ya Ed,” Gareth calls, and he waves over his shoulder at him as he passes, his attention pulled to a blonde with a choppy bob looking in through the glass of the door, partially silhouetted by the bright ass headlights of a shiny Tesla parked behind her.

He can see the shadow of someone in the driver seat too, as he gets closer and opens the door for her, their face only partially lit up through the tinted glass by the glow of a phone screen.

She starts rambling off immediately after the door is open. “Oh my god, I thought we were too late and you were closed and I completely didn’t even realize I’d left something here when we were here earlier an–”

“Nope, no worries, ma’am, just go talk to Gareth at the front counter and he can tell you if someone turned in…whatever it is you left here.”

She says her thanks and scoots past him, and he spins quickly towards the side lot where his old Neon is parked.

He glances back when he hears the bell chime over the door, a bit delayed (probably the wind holding it open), and sees that the Tesla’s stopped beaming their headlights into the front door, that’s nice of them.

He unlocks his car and gets in, turning the engine over and cranking the heat as high as it’ll go. Once the engine stops it’s signature ‘I’m cold as fuck rn, don’t even try to move me’ rattle, he drives to the front door to wait for Chrissy, pulling in next to the burgundy Tesla.

He scrolls down TikTok for a couple minutes before a banner pops up on his screen

Chris C.: oh my holy fucking shit eddie, get your ass back inside!

Panicking, he races back in through the door, not even bothering to shut off his engine (or close his car door for that matter), thinking shiny Telsa duo is like, robbing the place or something, but as soon as he gets back in, he’s stopped dead in his tracks.

His heart’s still beating a mile a minute, but now with nerves.

Because standing infront of the counter are Chrissy (who’s actually vibrating with excitement), choppy blonde, and…

Oh fuck.

No way.

“H–hi, hi. I’m Steve, you’re Eddie right?”

He can’t help the grin that splits across his face. “Hey, pretty boy.”

thanks to @henderdads for rightfully pointing out that modern day rich boy steve would probably have a tesla <3

tagging everyone i saw in the tags of the last post that seemed interested in more/wanted to see the aftermath lmao: @bangarangdarling, @tartarusknight, @kas-eddie-munson, @wormdebut (AMAZING url btw), @vecnuthy, @perseus-notjackson, @homosexual-having-tea, @matchingbatbites, @scarcrossdlvrs, @anzelsilver, @auroraplume, @kkpwnall, @wildwildsoul, @bennys-burgers, @steveharringtonssluttywaist

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Eddie: *bisexually panics when he drinks* Why the fuck is everyone so hot?! You're hot. *points to Steve* You're hot. *Points to Chrissy* You're hot. *Points to Nancy* You're . . . Your hair is weird. *Points to Jonathan* You're hot. *Points to Argyle*

Argyle: Thanks, brochacho, you're hot too!

Eddie: *Points to Robin* You're pretty but not in a sexy way because I respect you too much as a lesbian.

Robin: *much less drunk* Thanks?

Eddie: *Points to Vickie* You're pretty, but I respect you too much as Buckles' girlfriend. I can't think of you sexually. Everyone is hot except for those three *holds up four fingers* Let's all bang.

The next morning, Eddie wakes up on Steve’s living room floor to Steve, standing over him in amusement.

Eddie: I panicked again, didn't I?

Steve: Yeah, you propositioned the entire room. . .well, almost the entire room. Everyone except Vickie and Robin. And Jonathan.

Eddie: Oh, man.

Steve: We all thought it was a good idea, so we went ahead and did it. We all . . . *thrusted his hips forward* . . . fucked.

Eddie: *shrieked* What?!

Eddie groaned and clutched his head.

Steve: Just kidding.

Eddie: I hate you.

[gonegrove]

We got a chrissy x jonathan fic ova here!!!!! 🗣️📯‼️

okay but jonathan having a crush on chrissy bc he has to take all these pics of the cheerleaders for the newspaper and yearbook and stuff and seeing how nice she is but she’s popular and well off and he’s a weirdo and poor so he doesn’t think she’d even give him a chance so he just stares at her a lot and pines

meanwhile chrissy has a crush on jonathan because he’s so sweet and kind and such a good older brother and she saw one of his more artsy photos once when the art teacher plastered some student work on a wall and thought it was really pretty but she doesn’t think he’d ever like her bc she’s can’t imagine anyone liking her so she just stares at him a lot and pines

[hellishchrissy]

"driving in your car, oh, please don't drop me home."

in large looping cursive, Chrissy had written four words in the center in fine blank ink: "don't sell yourself short." - C.C.

Inspired by the fic "there is a light that never goes out" by @pearlypairings <3

[lavhoes]

STRANGER THINGS SMUT RECS PT2

none of these works are mine, credit to the writers.

note, writers if you don’t want your work on here please message me and I will take it off!

𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒

ready (on ao3)

photos from home by @inviswounds

loser loser by @mollyville

that’s how much I missed you by @byersbootyshorts

needy jonathan by @horrorvrsz (male reader)

fables of reconstruction by @bludhavents

third times a charm by @friendsdxntlie

spicy photos by @munson-blurbs

touch yourself by @ashwhowrites

𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

movie night by @strangerthedevil

show me your teeth. open your mouth, boy by @morwap

gareth’s sister by @eddiemunsonswhxre

head like a hole by @motomamita

golden, goofy, boy by @mywritingonlyfans

the color green by @sunflowersteves

beaded curtains by @basichextechml

all mine by @munsonussy

brat by @moonstone01

something extra by @luveline

make up sex by @indouloureux

fake plastic love by @mypoisonedvine

do you trust me? by @corrodedcorpses

you’re just like an angel, your skin makes me cry by @chainsawmunson 

watching you by @eddiethefreakkmunson

sensitive by @roanniom

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍

stay cool by @mrs-gucci

you are enough by @muns-trosity

pretending by @poeticandors

fuck drunk by @losermultifandomidiot

car troubles by @hellfiresangel

back of the theater by @mrs-gucci

skinny dipping by @leossmoonn

power trip by @silkscream

sickly drunk by @joellkeeny

game plan by @joellkeeny

i’d meet you where the spirit meets the bones by @chainsawmunson

these four walls and me by @thebackseatofjimsblazer

breeding by @hopelessrromantix (male reader)

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

stranger things filth (some fluff) by @vampaiaz

your first time with the stranger things characters hcs by @alexdaydreams

sub!billy x rough dom!steve x dom!fem reader by @billys-bitchh

the st boys calling you mommy by @hellfirexclub

on the verge by @carol-munson (steddie x reader)

their missing piece by @stevies-corner (steddie x reader)

it’s no myth by @idkmanijustwannawrite (steddie x reader)

edge of seventeen by @steddiehickeys (robin buckley)

satisfied by @egg-testing (chrissy cunningham)

taken care of 2 by @droopycoquette (henry creel)

mean billy by @tommydarlings (billy hargrove)

higher and higher by @tastefulstars (billy, steve, eddie)

p.s. I will keep adding more as and when I find them/when they’re sent to me. so on that note, if you find any you'd like to be on here feel free to send them in so I can add them to the list!

part one

[pearlypairings]

Let the Light In ~

Just posted a new update continuing the story from there is a light that never goes out <3 So refresh your memory from the last few chapters of TIAL or dive straight into Let the Light In for a deliciously angsty return to this byers/cunningham universe. Posted both the prologue and chapter one today.... hope you enjoy chrissy's pov just as much as jonathan's <3 Bookmark it, read it, lemme know all your thoughts down here->

[calicheer-cove]

Lonnie Byers, Neil Hargrove, and Laura Cunningham: *still canonically alive*

Stranger Things rp blogs, shippers, artists, and fanfic/headcanon writers:

[munsonson]

What instantly turns you off from a Stranger Things fic? For me it’s anything villainizing Nancy, particularly in Steve stories. It bugs me so much.

[harringroveera]

Billy: Heather, Chrissy, come here. I want to show you something in the bathroom

Jonathan: Hey, what’s behind your back?

Billy: Nothing. Just something I want to get the girls' opinion on for Valentine’s Day

Jonathan: You don’t want my opinion?

Billy: Not really

Jonathan: Come on, I’m your brother now, ask me!

Billy: All right, brother *holds up two jockstraps* Which of these do you think would make your brother look hotter, so your girlfriend's ex-boyfriend would want to do him?

Jonathan: ...

Jonathan, whispers: The red one