#the escapades of loner boy and his precious kate✨

[whovianwholikesgirls]

As far as self ship lore goes, Jonathan and I deserve to have a cute little wedding in Hawkins before we move to go to school in Seattle. As a treat. I mean come on we’ve known each other since early elementary school being neighbors it’s only the natural progression on things and all our friends can be there 🥹🥹🥹🥰🥰🥰🥰 @anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery @residentdormouse

[whovianwholikesgirls]

SO NORMAL ABOUT SCREAMING YOU MADE A REBEL OF A CARELESS MAN’S CAREFUL DAUGHTER YOU ARE THE BEST THING THATS EVER BEEN MINE for my inner child @ Spence and Jonathan

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery @residentdormouse

[whovianwholikesgirls]

Taylor songs that describe aspects of my self ships perfectly that are ironically one after the other on the same album.

First up we have Jonathan. Especially post S4

Last is Spence. Just the overall vibes

Thanks @anything-thats-rock-and-roll @penelopegarciaswife and @selfshippery for just indulging my funzies and genuinely enjoying hearing me scream about my boys. It means a lot ❤️

[whovianwholikesgirls]

Taylor’s song it’s nice to have a friend is sooooooo Kate and Jonathan coded

School bell rings, walk me home

Sidewalk chalk covered in snow

Lost my gloves, you give me one

"Wanna hang out?"

Yeah, sounds like fun

Video games, you pass me a note

Sleeping in tents

It's nice to have a friend

(Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend

(Ooh)

Light pink sky up on the roof

Sun sinks down, no curfew

Twenty questions, we tell the truth

You've been stressed out lately? Yeah, me too

Something gave you the nerve

To touch my hand

It's nice to have a friend

(Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend

(Ooh)

Church bells ring, carry me home

Rice on the ground looks like snow

Call my bluff, call you "babe"

Have my back, yeah, everyday

Feels like home, stay in bed

The whole weekend

It's nice to have a friend

(Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend

(Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery

[whovianwholikesgirls]

It’s in the Spate playlist but it’s totally a Jonathan song. Me @ Nancy 😂😂😂😂😂

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery

[whovianwholikesgirls]

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery currently thinking about Jonathan making me dinner then we snuggle and watch doctor who. Def we grab treats while we grocery shop bc grocery stores can be overwhelming sensory wise

Thinking about domestic life with f/os..... them having dinner ready for you when you come back from work, or eating takeout they ordered if they can't cook.... watching a movie afterwards on the couch, cuddling or just catching up with each other, talking about whatever.... little things like them reminding you where you left your keys or you getting them something while you buy groceries.... just simple stuff like that, but it still shows the love you have for eachother

PROSHIP DO NOT INTERACT

[whovianwholikesgirls]

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @octaviaember just in case it wasn’t clear besties I’d rip my heart out of my chest and give it to Jonathan Byers if he asked

[whovianwholikesgirls]

You know the brain rot is real when you switch your lock screen from one to the other @anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery 🙈🙈🙈🙈

[whovianwholikesgirls]

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @penelopegarciaswife @selfshippery can’t wait to see what the soft boys/tism babygirls look like on my 13 inch oled MacBook screen lol😂😂😂🙈🙈🙈

[whovianwholikesgirls]

Jonathan in the 80s @anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery

reminder that your f/o thinks that your gender identity is real and valid and they'll fight anyone and everyone who says otherwise, consciously misgenders you, and/or refuses to use the correct pronouns

[whovianwholikesgirls]

Kate and Jonathan being pinning idiots in love during Will’s fucking funeral in s1 lol

God, he’s so fucking beauitful, Kate thought to themselves. Which was highly inappropriate considering that at this moment they were at Will’s funeral. They missed him, not as much as Jonathan and Joyce obviously, but they still felt this missing piece whenever they stayed over at the Byers’ house. Now was not the time to be thinking about how good Jonathan looked in his suit.

You’re just looking at them as a distraction to your grief. That’s not fair to them, or to yourself. Fuck! Now they’re looking at you, Byers. Nice going! Jonathan had to shift his attention now though because the service was starting. His face burned the entire time because instead of grieving his brother, all he could think about was how Kate’s eyes met his.

There was a line of tension between them that he wanted to snap. At that moment, he didn’t care where he was because his world became Kate. All he wanted to do was to walk across the field where his brother was being buried, take the hand of the person who had been his best friend since he was six, and drive. He didn’t care where he drove, he just knew that he felt better when all that existed was him, Kate, and whatever cassette they decided they wanted as the soundtrack to their drive. Kate always picked R.E.M’s Murmur and Jonathan always felt himself get butterflies whenever he thought about the fact that an album that he had introduced his best friend to on a whim, had not only become one of their favorite albums but also the soundtrack to his favorite moments with them.

One of his favorite things in the world was when one of Kate’s favorite songs from either album would start playing, he would feel them take his hand and squeeze. Jonanthan, this is it!! It’s my song!! He believed it, he believed that Michael Stipe and Peter Buck had written “Perfect Circle” and “West of the Fields” just for them.

He felt a familiar pressure on his hand that brought him out of his daydream.

“The service was nice.” They said, “and you….. Well, you look nice.”

“Thanks,” he said, hoping they didn’t spend too long calling his name or anything while he daydreamed about them. That would be embarrassing. “You look nice too.”

They blushed. “Listen, I totally understand if you want to stay here and support your mom or spend some more time with Will. Honestly, it’s probably selfish of me to ask but-“

He didn’t let them finish that thought. “Yes. Yes, I want to get out of here. And it’s never selfish for you to ask to spend time together, ever.”

He took both of their hands in his because it felt like the thing he needed to do to ground himself in order to admit the next part. He didn’t give himself time to overthink what that might mean, he just knew that they needed to hear this.

“Spending time with you has been the one, no actually, the only thing that has kept me sane. Not just now but honestly since the moment I met you when we were six and the very first thing you said to me was, ‘do you like to read?’ Then we spent the entire day comparing bookshelves. Okay now I’m rambling but just….” He took a deep breath, “Never doubt how much I want to spend time with you.”

They grinned. “Noted. Come on, let’s get out of here. It’s been a long day and we deserve one of our usual driving dates with Michael, Peter, Mike, and Bill.”

Date. The word made Jonathan’s head swim.

This is the other mini fic to make it out of the Google doc and into the Tumblr blog @anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats

In the self shipping community here, ships have a tagline that’s not just their ship name. I’m thankful for Kristen’s brain for coming up w mine🥰🥰🥰🥰 They give me butterflies🫣🥹🥹🥹🥹

[whovianwholikesgirls]

“This change of times won’t drive you away ” U2, “Drowning Man” 1983

Even when they weren't here beside him, he could still feel echoes of tiny snapshots of his friendship with Kate in this house. He stayed close to the word friendship, like a moth to a flame, because the word relationship felt too heavy. Too adult. Even though they hadn’t been kids for a long time now.

He and Kate never had to say it out loud but Jonathan knew that as much as their parents expected them to not be kids, when they were together they were going to act as childlike as possible to give themselves a break from the hell of having to act like the parents of their younger siblings. Kate always said they felt bad for even relating to this part of Jonathan because he had to act like an adult 24/7 and they only had to do it three months out of the year when they had visitation with their father. However, Jonathan reassured them once they both had the words to name their shared trauma that the timelines didn’t matter. He was just happy to talk to someone who understood.

Now, only the cassette of U2’s new album War he kept safe with him at all times really understood the thoughts that kept him awake at night. It was hard to talk to the person you always trusted your secrets with about something that was eating you alive when that thing involved them.

He would lock himself away in his room and listen to the album later, it was his favorite stress reliever anyway, but just for a little while he sat down on the couch in the living room and let himself remember when times were less complicated. If he sat in the living room long enough he could hear them and Will racing each other to the TV to watch the newest episode of Doctor Who.

“Jonathan!! You have to watch with us. It’s your obligation as best friend to me and big brother Will "

“Yeah!” Will had said, “obli- what?”

“Obligation dear Will” they said with a smirk. “It means something that someone is required to do” “required means-“

“Kate, I know what that means!”

“Sorry!! I just like big words.”

“And Jonathan” Will had said, “you like Jonathan as much as you like words and books.”

Fuck. How had he forgotten about that comment? His brain was officially trying to torture him now. Maybe listening to Bono was the only thing that would make him feel better. He wanted Kate, in more ways than one, but he couldn’t have them so he might as well settle for songs that remind him of them. It was only a matter of time before he knew he might say something he’d regret for the rest of his life.

He passed the kitchen on the way to his room and he remembered a time when they were sitting in the kitchen together, drawing with Will.

“It’s just so frustrating!!” they exclaimed, putting their crayons down. “I’m about to be in middle school with you, and I don’t even know how to use the stove. I know my mom loves me and she’s just trying to protect me but if a stove is there to give people food, how can it be dangerous? I just feel like it’s something I should be able to learn how to do!!”

Jonathan saw that their eyes were filling up with tears now and he’d vowed then and there to never see them like that again.

“I can teach you,” he’d said. And he remembered Kate looking at him like he hung the moon, it made his breath catch even now as much as it did then.

“Really??? You’re the best!!” they bit their lip nervously.

“But…. What if we get caught?”

“Kate, it's just grilled cheese, you’ll be fine. And we can just say I made it.”

They had hugged him then and he never wanted them to let him go.

The best part of that day, he remembered, was after they finished making their sandwich, they put it on the plate and said proudly, “Jonathan holy shit I did it!!”

To which they immediately covered their mouth and their eyes grew wide.

Jonathan couldn’t stop himself from laughing.

“Jonny, it's not funny!!” they exclaimed, stomping their foot. “I’m not supposed to say that, it’s a bad word.”

“Where did you hear it?” He’d asked them curiously.

“Emily.” they whispered.

Ah, he should’ve known. Their half sister was nine years older than them and about to go to college. Kate totally could’ve overheard their sister say something that their mother swore wasn’t meant for her ears. Even though he was pretty sure Margaret swore just as much as anyone else.

“Don’t worry about it,” he’d said, "your secret is safe with me.”

“I love you, did you know that? You’re literally the bestest friend anyone could ever have.”

“Gross” Will had said and gone back to drawing.

Okay, Jonathan thought, enough with the memories. I need to listen to my favorite album to completely shut my brain off. If I think about them much longer, Kate’s going to drive me insane.

He supposed that wouldn’t be one of the worst ways to go.

@itsfreakingbats can’t remember if you’ve read this one or not but @anything-thats-rock-and-roll has and I wanted to bring it out of the Google doc and into the Tumblr blog

[whovianwholikesgirls]

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @penelopegarciaswife @selfshippery the boys are about to be in for a wild ride bc we’re going to go from sleepy beauty, to titanic 😂😂😂😂😂

For all the selfshippers feeling nostalgic: your f/o wants to watch your favorite childhood movie with you! They’re making you guys some popcorn right now and fetching a cozy blanket.

They want to know about what you were like as a kid and what your story is, so they can understand how you grew up to be the wonderful person they love so much. They could listen to you tell stories about your childhood for hours, the good and the bad.

Your f/os just adore every facet of who you are, and your inner child is so safe with them.

[whovianwholikesgirls]

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @penelopegarciaswife @selfshippery guys omg it’s me and the boys 😂😂😂😂😍😍😍🙈

my favourite ship dynamic is “me and the bad bitch i pulled by being autistic” but you can’t tell which is which

[whovianwholikesgirls]

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery Jonathan vibes

“i could fix him” “i could make him worse” i could paint his fingernails black

[whovianwholikesgirls]

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @itsfreakingbats @selfshippery look at my boy😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤🤤