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GUYS the man of my dreams reads Vonnegut (Jonathan Byers fav author)

We literally just had a Jancy moment

I told him I was reading way too much fan fic and he teases me about it and says he’s been reading Vonnegut (he’s prestigious like that)

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THE MAN OF MY DREAMS JUST SLID INTO MY DMS

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I think it’s so cutie how Nancy loves Tom Cruise

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Ya know someone’s probably out there with the last name labubu

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I think Jonathan could have managed to be pretentious and romantic and achingly tender in the same scene. I believe in him.

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“popular glip gloss 80s”

The things I look up for fan fic

Bc obv Nancy is that girl

I need to research what she’d be wearing

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Im crying bruh, Nancy insulted Jonathan’s music taste and he said she doesn’t know ball immediately. Can’t believe he was supposed to sassy, even near death. Why would they take this away from me?

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My boss (a family friend who I’ve known for years) comes in and asks what me and my best friend (who he and I have known for years before I started this job) are talking about and I point to her and say how she needs to break up with her bf and my boss jumps into a rant and gives us great life advice about how it’s not truly about love but if you’d can tolerate and like this person for the rest of your life all while he’s swinging around a roll of toilet paper and he ends the convo with so go get my food I’m starving

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nothing screams girlhood more than reading fanfics late at night in bed

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Babies first WIP Wednesday

(even though it’s not Wednesday but shhh)

Not my best/favorite thing I’ve wrote, but I know the Jonathan x chronic back pain has been a popular topic, and it inspired this!

Nancy walked into the room ahead of Jonathan, paused, and frowned at the small table in the corner. Without a word, she reached down and switched the two chairs before she sat down.

“Nance, what are you doing?” Jonathan asked as he came in behind her and watched her move the chairs.

“You always sit to my left.” Nancy looked at him, confused by the question.

“I- yeah… but, why’d you move the chairs?” He asked wrinkling his own brow.

“Oh, because that one is more padded,” She shrugged like it was obvious. “Wouldn’t that be kinder to your back?” Nancy asked so genuine as she pointed to the open chair. She knew he had horrible back pain ever since their fight with the Mind Flayer, his back had never really recovered. He'd been thrown into walls, slammed onto the floor more than once, and hit hard across the back with a metal chair all while trying to protect Nancy.

Jonathan just stared at her.

“I- yes, I just,” Jonathan was so taken aback. He was used to simply enduring whatever chair happened to be available. Jonathan felt something tighten in his chest.

It was such a small thing. Anyone else would have walked past the chairs without a second thought. Nancy had noticed, remembered, and quietly changed them before he'd even entered the room.

He laughed under his breath, shaking his head in disbelief. “I love you,” he told her sincerely the words escaping before he could think about them. He crossed the room, gently cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her.

She smiled into it. “I love you too,” she told him when they broke apart. “I know the difference between your tired face and your pain face, is all,”

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Do you have an ao3 account?

If so can you PRETTY PLEASE share it😁

I do, and I’ve been writing fics for myself for years I’ve just been too scared to actually post them anywhere… hopefully I’ll get the courage to actually post soon (in the next month or so is the goal), issue is I always go back and tweak fics so actually posting seems so intimidating that I wouldn’t be able to actually go back and tweak if I so please. I’ll definitely be posting on tumblr once I do!

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sorry for the rant but on today's instalment of "why would you put that in the Jonathan tag" I was just thinking about how I know you can take a horse (audience) to water but can't make it drink (overcome unconscious bias against sympathising w women) bc the way I saw someone saying that 'Steve's relationship with Nancy must have been so hard for him bc she clearly dgaf abt any of her partner's passions/hobbies' makes me feel crazy. Especially since the evidence used in the post was her opening the door while Jonathan is developing photos too.. is it so hard to giggle at jancy being a bickering couple why does everything have to be about #him

(And this was towards some sort of point about how ed*die would then make Steve help feel better about himself or something. Even tho it's textual that in that relationship, Nancy was the one making herself smaller And having her own traits tamped down like when she's trying to study + he's not having it)

Heaven forbid an impatient girl get excitable about taking her boyfriend on a secret rat quest 😭

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when you serve investigative newspaper teen-couple

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S1 Jancy if you even care

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Not everyone fan girling over Charlie Heaton on tumblr rn… (I’m everyone)

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I do not care if it’s unrealistic there is something so compelling about two people who have known each other their entire lives but don’t really see each other until they’re forced together during the worst week of their lives. Going through something incredibly traumatic and they are the only ones that understand exactly what happened because they were there for each other. Somehow falling in love with each other in the midst of it. Then trying their fucking hardest to deny feelings and resume “normal”  life but they can’t because of the way that they’re bonded together. And they have a matching mark that they both chose to give themselves to prove it. Choosing to be in love knowing that they would each change that first week if they could. Looking at all the garbage they’ve gone through and knowing they can endure whatever comes next even if it seems impossible. Reaching for each other’s hands as they brace for the apocalypse because there isn’t an alternative.