#my little Bonnie and Cylde

[jonathanbyersphd]

One day I'm going to do the rewatch and actually keep track of how many times Jonathan and Nancy break the law

[countrymusiclover]

17 - We'll Be Bonnie and Cylde

Part 18

It's About Time

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Flipping on the camping lamp light I plopped down in one of the camping chairs that we had put underneath the old fold out bed. I had slipped on a dark red jacket still wearing the clothes I wore to the hospital. I knew I shouldn’t have ran but I couldn’t face my parents. “What am I gonna do - what am I gonna do?”

Running my hands through my hair I couldn’t imagine being pregnant at 17 years old. And the father had just recently turned the same age as me. I had no clue what his reaction would be. “Y/n!” Lifting my head upward at the familiar voice.

“Georgie.” I gulped watching the cabin door creak opened with a flashlight pointing light in my face.

He lowered the light down to the ground. “I’m lucky I was right that you came here.”

“Good for you, I’m safe so you can leave now.” I sniped at him wanting him to leave me alone hoping he would go away.

Georgie sent me a weak smile. He knew something was up with his best friend so he crossed the room sitting on the edge of the fold out beside the camping chair she was sitting in. “Did I do something wrong. I had Memaw drive me to your house and she said you were freaked out about something.”

“You didn't do anything wrong. I just - needed a break from people for a while. But seriously you don't have anything to worry about-” I bolted up to stand as fast as I could, grabbing the trash can that we had in the corner puking up whatever was in my stomach.

Georgie gasped running over to grab my hair out of my face until I had finished. “Y/n! Here I've got you.”

“Wonder what made me sick - thanks for the help though.” I wiped my mouth seeing he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. “Georgie, please go.”

His brown eyes focused on my gaze. “I'm not gonna leave you here if you're not feeling good.”

“Georgie-”

He cut me off sending me puppy dog eyes. “Y/n, please just tell me what is going on with you, cause clearly you aren't feeling right.”

“I'm pregnant, Georgie!” I blurted out throwing my hands up into the air not having the heart to wait and hear him asking me the same question over and over.

He opened his mouth to say something but nearly froze. “You are - are you sure?”

“I took one at the hospital too and it was positive.” Reaching inside my jacket I handed him the one Ashley had given me when they visited me after school.

He eyed the pregnancy test. “I don't believe this.”

“Neither do I.”

My best friend looked at me asking a question I hadn’t even thought of yet. “Are you thinkin’ of keepin’ it?”

“I'm not sure yet. I mean we're only 17. What are we gonna do with raising a baby at our age.”

Georgie sat back down on the bed running his fingers through his curls trying to think this situation through. “If you keep it we um - could get married.”

“Or run away and not tell my parents.”

He sent me a half glare. “But the baby is gonna be their grandkid and we're gonna need free babysitters.”

“So you want to keep it?”

He shrugged his shoulders in response. “Possibly. I mean I really like you and everything. But it's your decision since you'll be carrying it.”

“Right now I just want to stay here and try not to think about it. Uh - can you stay with me tonight?” I sat down hugging my knees to my chest with my hair falling in front of my eyes.

Georgie didn't waste a second scooting over next to me on the bed, wrapping his arms around my body. “I ain’t going anywhere unless you tell me to.” Laying my head in the crook of his neck I wasn't as afraid as I was originally, but I certainly wasn't ready to face my parents and tell them.

The next two days we stayed in the cabin with what little food and water we had stored there but now we were out of supplies and our plan was to leave Medford and live on the edge of Texas away from our families. Climbing in the passenger seat of his vehicle we drove for a few good minutes of silence until he reached across the consul intertwining my hand with his free one. “Are you sure we can't just get married and tell our parents?”

“I'm likely to be disowned and you’ll definitely be shot with a shotgun by my daddy. I'd rather not face those odds.”

Georgie’s face turned almost ghost white. “I might like Dalton from Roadhouse but I don't entirely want to be like him if I'm risking getting shot at.”

“Okay then we're in agreement. We're running and being like Bonnie and Cylde.”

He added in. “Just minus the bank robberies. Oh we could change our names to them if you wanted.”

“Let’s just get our road supplies first. Then we can think about name changes.” He parked the vehicle and we got out walking inside the grocery store. Georgie went to grab some road snacks and I was in charge of getting some drinks. Carrying some Dr. Pepper underneath my arm till something caught my eye.

Pausing in my steps I found some video camera film left on the shelf for a very low price making an idea form inside my head. “Did you get'em. Oh sweet, we can record our travels with these.” Georgie came up behind me noticing the video tapes.

“Actually what do you think about tapping our pregnancy story instead. That way when the baby is older we can show him or her how she was born.”

Georgie shrugged his shoulders, making me chuckle. “Plus how dumb her parents were to get pregnant at 17 years old.” We ended up buying the tapes and everything we needed. Georgie parked the car behind the garage knowing there was an old video camera set stored away in boxes.

“What are you two doing?” Whipping my head around I took my attention away from my boyfriend rummaging around in the box.

“Connie.” I screamed not expecting to see her.

Georgie cheered, nearly dropping the camera standing on a stool, turning around to see she was standing by the side of the car. “H-hey Memaw.”

“What the hell are y’all doing here with the car all packed up with drinks and snacks.”

I attempted the best lie I could. “We’re spending some time at the old cabin we found.”

“And definitely not planning to run away cause she’s pregnant.” Georgie jumped down off the stool with the box of camera stuff inside of it.

I facepalmed myself hearing the words come from his mouth making it far too obvious. “Georgie!”

“Garage now both of you.” Connie declared to us and we followed her order and she shut the door quickly behind her, throwing her arms up in the air at us. “What were you two thinking? You are far too young to run away, especially when you’re going to be teen parents.”

I ran my hands through my hair, feeling a nervous tightness inside my chest. “Listen, the reason we were going to run away is because I’m terrified of what my parents will think or what they’ll do to Georgie.”

“Her dad owns like five guns. I mean it’s Texas so what should I expect? But I don’t really want to get shot for this.” Georgie stands by my side shaking in the boots and jeans he was wearing.

His grandmother ran a hand down her face. “Look they probably won’t like Georgie for a little while but I found a way to love my grandchildren that his dumbass father gave my daughter.”

“What are you saying?” Georgie asked, still confused and I sent her the same expression.

Connie takes hold of my hands sending both of us a half smile and I knew that she would be there for us throughout this difficult situation. “Babies have a magical power over people. They will come around eventually and if they don’t I’ll be here for you two until they do.” Georgie smiled down at me, lucky that we had another person on our team.

[vanillann]

pandora- (eddie munson x female!reader)

i. ii. iii.

i can’t tell if i love this or hate this… but i love eddie munson sooo enjoy

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Eddie Munson didn’t date, he fucked, but never dated. It wasn’t as if every girl in Hawkins wanted to date the resident freak, but many had a kink of sleeping with what they can’t have. Eddie didn’t mind, he didn't really want to date.

He’d seen Harrington have googly eyes for Wheeler even if he overheard in his Civics class that Wheeler was still dating Byers after he left the state. He’d seen his Uncle Wayne having claw marks on his cheek because he and his girlfriend rarely could get along. He’d seen his mother and he’s father, their whole Bonnie and Cylde act until Bonnie discovered she wanted a white picket fence instead of a barewire prison yard. Cylde hasn’t come around to that same self discovery yet, much to Eddie’s dismay.

So, Eddie didn’t mind it that much. Sure, he would love to be loved. He would enjoy basking in the warmth of another's touch and finally being able to hold something other than the cold guitar at night; but Eddie couldn’t stand most people so he ignored the ache in his chest and popped the right pills every morning to keep going.

Until Erica Sinclair’s babysitter came storming into a Hellfire Club meeting, asking where the sassy middle schooler was. Eddie watched Erica rush to the older girl's side in a hurry, an embarrassed smile on her face as she thanked her for the ride. Eddie had met Erica only hours ago and he knew she wasn’t one who listened to anyone, except (Y/N) (L/N).

He looked around the dark layer and took in Henderson and Little Sinclair sitting around him, just the people he needed he was going to meet the very thing he needed. (Y/N).

“No, I'm waiting for the DeLorean to show up,” Erica rolled her eyes and continued to file her own nails. Eddie knew in his soul, she had picked that habit up from (Y/N).

“No, I'm waiting for the DeLorean to show up,” Erica rolled her eyes and continued to file her own nails. Eddie knew in his soul, she had picked that habit up from (Y/N).

The double doors flew open, the sound of combat boots making Eddie’s pulse jump to dangerous levels.

“Wow, did your parents forget you?” (Y/N) looked around the room at her responsibility, plus Henderson.

“Steve was supposed to grab me but he ditched me for a girl. He said I’m yours tonight,’ Dustin awkwardly smiled and Eddie couldn’t help but admire her more. Did she have that effect on everyone?

“Fine,” she welcomed the kids with a false sense of calmness, she was annoyed but she wouldn’t take it out on them. She wouldn’t let them feel like the problem. Eddie wondered if a wedding ring would be too forward.

“Henderson, you didn’t tell me about Harrington. I could’ve taken you home.” Eddie could only hope he sounded half as welcoming as she did seconds ago.

“No offense Eddie, you’re like great and all,” that awkward smile was back, “but (Y/N) is way cooler than you.”

“Damn, hear that Munson,” she shrugged. Pride rolled off her shoulders like second skin and Eddie felt jealous, but how could he blame Henderson. She was cooler than him; much cooler.

“I’m hurt Henderson,” Eddie drew the imaginary knife from his heart, hoping his puppy dog eyes would work; they almost always do.

“You’re still cool,” Dustin was quick to fix his mistake, “while don’t you come with us!”

It’s official, his puppy dogs always work; always.

“That’s fine, right (Y/N)?”

“Yeah,” the nonchalant shrug and gentle smile reminded Eddie of those goddess the Greek’s would pray to, or maybe it was the Romans? Either way, Eddie would pray to her every night if he could.

“Okay, I guess I’ll clear my busy schedule for you losers,” Eddie jumped from his throne, a goofy, aloof smile making its way on his cheekbones.

“Who are you calling a loser?” Erica was quick to bite back, as she always was, and he watched (Y/N) smirk.

“You’re going to let her talk to me that way?” Eddie now stood at his full height in front of (Y/N), hoping to appear confident and cool. He was neither.

“I taught her to talk like that, so yeah,” she shrugged again and he prayed for the day his hands were roaming those shoulders.

Eddie would be called dramatic if he ever told anyone this, but he knew he met his maker that day. She could destroy the world and spit it back out and Eddie would defend her. The world deserved to be destroyed, she remade it better anyways he would tell anyone that questioned her. He’d let her crush beautiful flowers and scare young babies if it meant he was the only one that could watch her. Although, he knew she wouldn’t do any of that. Maybe that’s what made him defend the hypothetical so harshly, because it would forever stay a hypothetical. She wouldn’t destroy the world or scare innocence from the young babies in the medical ward.

He had once described her as beautifully evil, and after that day he soon learned she was just beautiful.

“Eddie!” she reached over the small coffee table in his trailer, trying to grab the leatherbound book from his long, slender fingers.

“You carry your diary in your backpack? You’re the freak here,” Eddie laughed as he watched her panic for her diary, as if she would die if he read it. He would never, he would only hear her secrets if she spoke them to him. He wanted her thoughts at her freewill, because that meant he had her at her freewill.

“Shut up, freak.”

He didn’t flinch at the word, because it was never malicious between them. Never. It was there own little word, nobody could say it but them

“What do you have in here? Oh do you write about your fantasies about me,” Eddie winked, running his index finger over the edges of the journal.

“You wish,” but her eyes betrayed her word, making Eddie’s jeans and heart become too tight.

“Hell yeah.”

The giggles died down, the once marvelously light atmosphere had suddenly dissipated; just two kids watching each other closely. Eddie waited for her to speak, for the next smart comment to fall from her sultry pout, but it never came.

“Read the third page,” was all she said, and Eddie took it as her freewill. Flipping to the page, his voice caught in his Adam's apple and he stared at the few words on the page.

Eddie Munson is my religion.

She put the feeling into words, the words he’s been searching for since that day. He could never describe the feeling of her being the first, the first of his life. He could never place it into words, until he read them. He read those words and knew, they shared the same feeling.

“I gotta say doll,” Eddie fluttered his eyes to her, “I couldn’t have said it better myself. I mean, I’ve always saw you as the first woman to ever walk the Earth, but I think you put the feeling so much-”

His words were violently cut off with gentle lips catching the words. His fingers ran around the side of her throat and her’s ran down his chest. Eddie was never religious, and atheist in Christian America, but as his heart slammed across his breastbone and his fingertips made brandings across her skins, he knew he’d seen God.

No, God wasn’t the right word. She was much more than something that can last forever. If you blinked too long you miss her. Her skin was gentle and could break, although Eddie would never let that happen. She couldn’t heal him with a single touch or create wine from water.

He didn’t see God, he saw Pandora. The first mortal ever, the first woman ever.

Eddie’s first and only woman.

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[winged-fool]

I know you did this last week for someone so I hope you don't mind my asking but can you give I quick summary of any Malex this episode (and M*ria content to be avoided)??

Sure thing! I'm on my computer this time too so I can put a read more haha unfortunately, I can't avoid too much Maria because they fucking shoe-horned her into all of Malex/Michae's scenes this ep but I'll do my best!

Okay, so we start off with another pointless scene of echo with Max moping around because being an alien makes things so complicated between him and Liz which is luckily interrupted when Liz gets a call from Maria that Michael is sick. Liz finds out that Michael is suffering from like every virus (i.e., a cold, the flu, etc.)

Maria (for some fucking reason) is the one to call Alex but it goes to voicemail and no one questions it or the fact that he hasn't checked in! This will be the last time Alex is mentioned this ep. Michael is very sad and clearly wants boyfriend cuddles but he (like us) will be denied such a thing

Liz figures out that whatever is impacting Michael is like self-contained or whatever which means he can't spread it and she suspects that Bonnie somehow gave it to him. She calls him to ask how close he got with her (heavily implying romantic shit) and Michael confirms that she kissed him. She, like the writers and everyone else in this gd show, has zero respect for malex's relationship

Bonnie turns herself into the sheriff so she can get a shot at talking to Max and Michael storms over there when he realizes what she's done. She confirms that her power is removing other aliens' powers :( She insists it's because Cylde was manipulating Michael and she was afraid of him getting sucked in. She asked him if he wanted to go back to the Oasis and Michael was like that's complicated. She said that he's her only friend on earth.

Tezca shows up and she and Max start duking it out while Bonnie and Michael run away from the station. She handcuffs him outside because she doesn't want him to go back in and fight when he doesn't have any powers and then just leave him there lol so a little taste of his own medicine from when he left Alex chained to the radiator.

It apparently happens off-screen, but Michael is unhandcuffed and goes back to his and Alex's house where Maria is making him soup (🙄) she decides to use this time to reveal that she's also lost her powers and basically makes Michael's whole thing about her

I think that was everything, but if anyone notices I missed something feel free to drop it below :)

[absoluteindulgence]

Heyyy if your requests are open, could I request Bakugou, Todoroki and Iida reacting to their black gf rapping Young Miami’s part in Perfect? 💕💕💕

Absolutely, Darling! This goes out to all my Godiva Honeys that love this damn song lmao

Characters Aged Up 18+~

🔥BAKUGOU🔥

Okay well being with Baku has to be the modern-day of Bonnie and Cylde but make it anime right? Lmao

Girl, he been knew that you were animated af and that the City Girls bring out the bird in you

So of course, you’re blasting the song while cooking. Baku comes home and as soon as he hears Stizz’ voice he thinks to himself, “Not this shit again”

He takes off his shoes and sets down his work bag, looking for you but also following the lovely aroma coming from the kitchen. 

You’re finessing some baked chicken, bussing it wide open like you ain't got no sense.

This is the first of many, where you’re twerking and cooking at the same time.

How you’ve managed to do this type of multi-tasking is beyond him lmao

He can’t figure out if he should reprimand you or slide behind you and match your energy.

You close the oven just to turn around and your heart stops for a moment. But when you look at his pouty face, you body roll to him, seductively rapping along: “I'll never snitch on you, daddy (Never) I'll hold a brick for you, daddy (Ounce) Smash on a bitch for you, daddy (Pop)”

You're so close that your breasts invade his personal space; he looks down at you, with a smug smirk like you not ready for this work.

And you look back at him, like Try Me😉

❄TODOROKI🔥

Y’all getting ready to go out for the night, just finishing the last parts of your makeup routine.

Shouto has been ready but you can’t seem to focus since you're doing your eyeliner and hosting a concert in your vanity mirror.

Your face is BEAT and you know it is, which makes you rap even louder lmao

Shouto goes to check up on you to see what stage of finish you’re at only to see you moisturizing your legs before taking selfies.

Popping your ass the whole time, Mr. Icy-Hot will NOT miss the opportunity to feel that Tonka Truck on his HOT ROD OKAY?

Here you go, doing the absolute MOST, “ I'ma cream on your face, lil' daddy (Ooh) Ice my wrist, lil' Patek (Ice)”

SHOUTO GOT THE NERVE TO DO THE ADLIBS FOR YOU WHILE YOU DO THE DUTTY WINE ON HIM

Y’all bout to be late to this damn reservation and it doesn’t even look like y’all care because Shouto is stripping you out of the sexy ass, silk dress he got you.

👓IIDA👓

You ask if he could install a pole in your recreation room and hadn’t seen you for a week since you got it.

It almost caused him to be concerned until you invited him to see what you’ve been up to.

The decor you’ve set up in your room is nothing but sexy, and sensual. You lead him to a comfortable luxurious armchair, wearing the most scantily clad lingerie you own.

Even Iida hasn’t seen it before and has to take a moment to clean his glasses before looking at you again.

The cake: Is sitting. The legs: Are toned. Body: IS STACKED.

“Lemme show you something, Big Daddy”

He sits hella lax, waiting to see what you have in store for him and then you play Perfect.

Mr. Etiquette himself can’t even front on you when this song comes on.

You would play this song very often, almost driving him insane but now you over here, doing the splits using what that good lordt done gave ya just to please him.

Getting real close just to whisper the lyrics seductively in his ear, “ Yes, I'm a fool for the carats, Spirit animal is a rabbit, Kill this pussy, come stab it”

He doesn’t know when this little performance is over but he’s tryna do you NOW and not later…. Recipro Burst in the 🐱, DO YOU HEAR ME?!

[afreenisnotapoet]

We’re kids who fell in love..

A hot day of summer in May,

A walk to the closed library ended up becoming a memorable day,

Sitting on the edge of enchantment, wondering if it’s all worth it,

You threw in a little hint of suspicion, we played games, enjoyed every single bit,

You were an angelic full moon night, and I was just a morning star,

Soon enough, you were in the scribbles of my notebook and the tune to my guitar,

You sat in between the words I never could sought the courage to say,

Neatly wrapped up in a golden hue, with a smile that drove away all the blues that made me grey,

And we read chapters of each other, tracing each word carefully, understanding the pain,

Your hands fit perfectly in mine, my image enveloped safely within your eyes,

Where I saw numerous dreams, you said within mine you saw an everlasting sunrise,

Your warmth sits besides me whenever I feel alone, there’s a part of you always curing me,

And your whispers echo within my empty room, and your words find place within my poetry,

We’re just a step away from loosing our directions in this long car drive, we’d end up being Bonnie and Cylde,

But if I’d have the world chase me for a crime, I’d be glad to have you by my side.

-afreen

[jonathanbyersphd]

Fun ask to offset the annoying ask: Why is Jancy so amazing (in your opinion)?

Oh Bless!

Reasons I love Jancy, a non-exhaustive list:

Chemistry (off the charts insane, no one is doing it like them I said what I said)

When the communication is good, it's good like they know exactly what the other is thinking (I mean even when it's bad they know but I digress)

Everything isn't magically better because they're together they both still have individual problems that can sometimes bleed into their relationship (also external problems like the end of the world)

Above point being made, despite their problems they're still very much in love with each other (see running into each others arms at the end of s4)

Sleeping in each other's beds and sneaking out the window

WILLINGLY SHARED A BED AND SUBVERTED THE TROPE

In the same vein: THERE WERE TWO BEDS BUT THEY FUCKED ANYWAY

I love how much they care about each other's sibling like in s3 Nancy calls about Will and in s4 Jonathan is protects Mike during the shoot out / for the rest of the funky little road trip

Their reasons for loving each other aren't shallow like they each list core elements of the other's character: ambition, compassion, etc. There aren't any lofty expectations or "I love them because they do X for me" it's just all the things they're noticed and admire about each other. (unlike some people 👀)

Anyways, they have similar life goals you know like they know what they don't want their lives to look like (the full "screw that" scene in s1 is a beautiful piece of modern cinema)

She has his poster (and mixtapes) in her room and he has her pictures all over his room (gonna throw up I love them so much)

Flirty so fucking flirty their flirting cannot be contained

They aren't afraid to call each other on their shit

They will absolutely go along with each others hijinks (like s3 Jonathan might have hesitated but he drove them to Mrs. Driscolls' and I FULLY believe if he had been in Hawkins he would've been getaway driver an Pennhurst)

BATTLE COUPLE BATTLE COUPLE BATTLE COUPLE

"Free my man he did all of it but I don't care" gf & "free my girl she did all of that + I helped her" bf

Golden retriever boyfriend & black cat girlfriend (fight me on this but canonically she yells at him about the pep talks)

"Most gorgeous big brown eyes you've ever seen + staring into your soul"

She wants to be a journalist and he wants to be a photographer???? hello???? compatible careers?????

MATCHING FUCKING SCARS (HOW DID I GET THIS FAR DOWN THE LIST WITHOUT MENTIONING THAT)

Jonathan would rather be miserable than watch Nancy throw her dreams away (like go off King but also get some therapy)

Have I mentioned that they're hot? Like have y'all scene them in the cemetery scene they're serving???

... What if she just doesn't let him go? *muffled sobbing*

I think they have broken the most laws out of anyone one in the show which isn't amazing per se but it is very:

BONNIE AND CYLDE VARIANT/ PARTNERS IN CRIME/ ALEXA PLAY I FOUGHT THE LAW BY THE CLASH.

peace by taylor swift coded

they got married in 3x08 fight me

THEY GAVE US MATCHMAKER MURRAY NEVER FORGET THAT

I feel like they can be themselves around each other you know? like it gets back into the expectations thing they're very natural around each other. Jonathan isn't awkwardly stumbling his way through conversation. Nancy isn't buying tops she thinks he might like. They love each other for their authentic selves (I'm gonna go cry again)