clementine

i love drinking chai

[clementinefike]

Master List ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢

hey girl. so i just make cute fics. request literally anything and i’ll make it for you!! don’t be shyyyyy

fluffy:🩵

smutty:🩷

anything other:🤍

Jonathan Byers

Kitchen Meeting 🤍

So Not Studying 🩵

Ice cream 🩵

Elliot Euphoria

Unexpected Meeting 🩵

Hot Chocolate 🩵

[sirireggie]

[crowley-anthony]

#their first & last episode

[clementinefike]

watch dominic fike get 1 second of screen time in the new season of euphoria

[clementinefike]

euphoria needs to come out soon. i literally have no inspiration to write elliot fics and im sorry. expect a lot more when the new season comes out. WHENEVER IT DOES

[clementinefike]

I don’t really see jancy as broken up. Like yes they had their whole “breakup” scene but I still saw them as a couple after that.

[maria-taiwin]

Steve and Robin, I'll always miss you.

[clementinefike]

Jonathan Byers

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warnings: tooth rotting fluff, jonathan x fem

summary: your cramps were really bad, jonathan got a bit worried

You were in a fetal position, holding your breath in, breathing out slow. You didn’t really know why you were on your living room couch. All you for sure knew was you definitely weren’t pregnant. You rolled onto your back, getting a headache and getting even further annoyed.

You were supposed to hangout with your boyfriend today. Supposed to lay in his arms and have the perfect Hawkins high school relationship. Instead you called him on the house phone, saying you had some bad cramps and couldn’t hangout.

He sounded worried

Which made your chest tighten even more. He said it was no worries and you guys would hangout whenever you felt like you wanted to.

A tiny knock on the door startled your thought. All your concerns on the pain fading at you slowly got up. Huffing because why the hell was someone knocking on your door.

Jonathan’s face jammed your vision as you opened the door quickly. He had a little weak nervous smile on his face. A paper grocery bag in his hand.

No he didnt

You thought. You forgot to smile at him. He stood there, shifting his weight onto the other foot with a tiny breath.

“I got you, something…stuff.”

He gave you a little smile, your heart warmed. Jonathan always hit the soft spot of your heart. He was the sweetest thing.

You let him in, He set the bag on your kitchen counter. Getting your favorite ice cream flavor out and some root beer. You smiled and walked over to him, shutting the door behind you. You gave him a weak hug, he hugged back tightly, almost helping your now sort of dissolved cramps.

His hand traced up and down your back. Soft and thoughtful touches. He let go and pointed to the ice cream.

“This is your favorite right?”

His eyebrow furrowed, you just knew he spent too much time doubting which flavor you said was your favorite months ago. You gave a tired nod and he gave a big smile in return.

“You don’t have to eat it right now I just want you to feel better.”

“Thanks Jonathan. I think I still need to lay down.”

He nodded very fast, he put the ice cream in the freezer like he owned the house while you laid back down on the couch.

“What does it feel like?”

You heard him say from the kitchen as he finished putting everything away. You didn’t reply. You felt the couch dip as he sat down next to your laying down body.

“I’m sorry baby.”

He rubbed your back. You slowly breathed, everything feeling a bit better.

After about twenty minutes of this you slowly sat up and fell into his body, his arms coming over you, hugging you tightly.

“Does it feel better baby?”

You nodded, gave a little small hum. You could feel him smiling.

“You’re super sweet thank you.”

You said into his chest, he squeezed you more. His hand followed up and down your spine.

You were in love with this man.

[share-the-damn-bed]

Hey, don't touch her!

[clementinefike]

what else am I gonna watch?

also do yall even still want stranger things fics

i’m so sad

[c4tr0nac7]

[clementinefike]

I literally can’t believe it’s over. I feel like i’ve lost a loved one.

[clementinefike]

I know this probably won’t be a popular opinion but can we SHUT UP with the ships? Like I just bawled and cried my heart out to Elevens (possible) death and I get on here to see many complaints about what byler lacked or how byler was still endgame. Like my childhood show that’s been with me and a lot of other people for years and years just ended and all you guys can focus on IS BYLER OR MILEVEN.

[clementinefike]

Jonathan Byers

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warning: very much fluff, little makeout, jonathan x fem

summary: you and jonathan are supposed to be working on a project, instead your tired and he is blushing

You smiled at him, a hint of sleepiness consumed you. You were tired, it was 11 pm, all you wanted to do was sink into a bed and shut your eyes.

He could tell

Jonathan sat opposite of you, a little smirk played on his face, yes he was tired, but seeing you like this? all sleepy and angelic, was making him a bit hot to the touch.

You grabbed his hand, shaking your head slightly

“what are you staring at Byers?”

His cheeks got a bit rosy, even though you guys have been dating for 7 months now, he always got nervous around you, that’s what you liked about him.

“Nothing.”

He chuckled a bit, pulling himself onto you. You guys were sat on his bedroom floor, trying to work on your science project, you guys at least wrote your names on the big piece of paper. That was about it. The supplies and paper pushed to the side, forever forgotten.

You sort of grunted as he rested his body on yours, you knew he was trying to be very gentle, not putting all his body weight onto you.

His knees snaked around your hips and he kissed your cheeks. Then rested his face into your neck.

You breathed in the scent of his washed hair, sticking out your tongue to push away his hair around your mouth.

“What about our project?”

He laughed into your shoulder, your arms wrapped around his back, moving up and down, almost lightly tickling

“Let’s do it later.”

He said quietly, his walls always tore down with you. He was so at peace in your arms, this was all he ever wanted to do.

You felt a quick warm kiss on your neck. You smiled, kissing against his hair. His head moved up and faced you. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of your eyes. His hands moved up to cuff your jaw, his thumb rubbing over the line of it.

Your eyes moved towards his thin lips, you saw him lean in, then you closed your eyes. The warmth of his mouth tangled onto yours. It was amazing. Your lips in between his, moving, very slow, like you guys were cherishing every second of this kiss.

His fingers moved into your hair, his hand resting in it, hair tangled in between, he didn’t pull on it, no, that would possibly hurt you, he wouldn’t do that.

On the other hand your hands were in his hair, pulling. Sharp gasps ran into your mouth. You loved it when that happened. You loved that sound, the feeling. He moved to expose his neck in front of you.

You smirked and kissed his neck gently, the opposite of what your hands were doing to his hair. He shivered down the feeling of your smirk against his skin.

[fivendandelions]

STRANGER THINGS 5.07 — Chapter Seven: The Bridge

[princesslupindelioncourt]

Nancy Wheeler and the Miswriting of Female Independence

Do the Duffer brothers even know what an independent woman is? That’s a genuine question after what they did to Nancy Wheeler in season 5, the final season of Stranger Things.

Nancy Wheeler is first introduced as Mike’s older sister and Hawkins High’s picture-perfect girl. Her personal conflict in season one is precisely about trying to fit in and conform socially to the point where she stops acting like herself, something that’s pointed out repeatedly throughout the season, especially by her best friend, Barb.

After Barb’s disappearance, Nancy teams up with Jonathan Byers, who is dealing with his own personal and family conflicts due to Will’s sudden disappearance, to search for answers and hunt monsters, a role that sci-fi media traditionally frames as masculine. Nancy constantly pushes against these gender paradigms, proving herself to be a capable leader and an effective fighter. She earns her agency not by severing emotional bonds, but by demanding to be taken seriously within them.

Their romantic relationship that begins in S2 works because it does not erase these realities, it acknowledges them. Nancy does not shrink Jonathan, and Jonathan does not cage Nancy. They meet as equals across difference: class, gender, temperament. They challenge each other without undermining each other. Love, in their case, is not a detour from growth, it is the environment in which growth becomes possible.

female boss x male wife lol

Nancy is no longer the delicate princess who needs protecting, she becomes Nancy MotherFucker Wheeler.

The relationship dynamics in seasons three and four are realistic and make sense for who they are as a couple. And yet, the Duffer brothers repeatedly frame Nancy as confused, subtly implying to the general audience that she might still be reconsidering her feelings for her ex-boyfriend, Steve Harrington.

In season five, she’s even more badass. She literally shuts Steve down. And then, out of nowhere, she and Jonathan break up to supposedly serve Nancy’s “independence arc.”

But she’s already independent!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nancy’s independence is flattened into solitude. Jonathan’s responsibility is punished rather than transformed. The complexity of their bond, one that held space for ambition and care, is reduced to a false binary.

Do the Duffer brothers know that women can be independent and have a boyfriend who loves them, respects them, and treats them as an equal, despite differences in gender and class? Have they ever actually talked to a woman in their lives? (Their mum doesn't count.)

Because nothing about this choice reflects independence. It reflects a shallow, outdated idea of feminism, and a fundamental misunderstanding of their own character.

In doing so, the series abandons its own thematic foundations. Stranger Things once understood that love was not a distraction from survival, but its engine. That partnership could exist without hierarchy. That a woman could be formidable without being alone. That a boy shaped by sacrifice deserved rest, not narrative abandonment.

By the final season, none of that remains.

Nancy is not made more independent by losing Jonathan. Jonathan is not made freer by losing Nancy.

They are simply stripped of the relationship that once allowed both characters to be fully seen.

And that isn’t realism. Just bad writing.

[luvkacchan]