#filmdesque

[stcalthyninja]

「 📱」 — ❝ you should be inside me right now ❞ ( AOAOSLKDJFF JONATHAN )

「 📱」 -- > jonathan byers!

「 📱」 -- > warn a guy first---

「 📱」 -- > but... i don't disagree

[resplendentdare]

Continued from here with @filmdesque.

Saskia felt so guilty for practically dumping herself and her problems all on to Jonathan, but she truly felt like she had nowhere else to go. She didn't want to face any of her friends or even go out and get wasted, but she also didn't want to be alone. She knew her thoughts could get scary if she was by herself.

She was quiet for a long while after she spoke, almost to terrified to know if he would just tell her to go home but she relaxed a little once he offered her to come inside. Nodding slightly, she turned towards him. "It's not too much of an ask?"

[nysusmuses]

@filmdesque // [ denial ]  your muse putting mine through orgasm denial. ( imo jonathan putting steve through orgasm denial = chef's kiss ) // he’s whining, but he loves it haha~

It had started out as another movie night, but the VHS tape had popped some time ago, leaving the static on the screen to cast a bright glow in the dark room. They had set up in Harrington House’s massive open living room intending to make use of the incredible sound system. Steve was happy enough just to be held while they watched, but Jonathan’s soft lips on his neck and his wandering hands quickly changed the mood.

Now Steve was settled between Jonathan’s legs, one wide hand pushed up and under his yellow sweater, the other wrapped firmly around his leaking cock. “Ah- ahh, f-fuck-” Steve’s head fell back as he rolled his hips up, chasing that sensation as he felt his orgasm beginning to near once more.

Jonathan kept it up, kissing his neck, and Steve reached back, tangling his fingers in Jonathan’s hair. Turning his head, he caught those clever lips of his in a filthy, needy kiss. He moaned, shuddering as his toes curled, heat pooling and muscles tightening as he braced for orgasm. Jonathan’s hand fell away, and he was left, hips twitching as he cursed.

“God- fuck Jonathan, please-” Steve pleaded, thighs shaking and expression wrecked. “You’re… you’re driving me crazy here, Byers…” He was desperate and sweating already, hair messy and clinging to his forehead and neck. It smelled like sex and popcorn, the snack long forgotten on the coffee table in front of them.

[irrcdeemable]

❝ You’re infuriatingly irresistible. ❞

"Hmmm, am I now?" Billy smirked, amusement easy to see glinting in his eyes. His hands teasingly squeezed Jonathan's hips, moving shortly after to roam his thighs...eventually over the forming bulge in the others pants. He knew exactly what he was doing. Every single button to push, every movement that would drive the other wild.

[notyouravcragcgirl]

i crave affection and run from it.

-- 🦄 -- well, that wasn't so weird. not to robin, anyway. and as far as she knew jonathan, that wasn't a strange statement to mak at all.

and --- she understood. very well.

"it's hard, hey? wanting affection, but being scared of getting attached."

at least, that's what she was afraid of.

"before you know it, the person could disappear."

[reefinanddrinkin]

@filmdesque

"What do you mean what am I doing? What are you doing Byers?" Of course his damn car door was jammed. His keys weren't working. Worst of all he had an ounce of weed in his glove box.

[jockprophet]

❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜

( ♱ 200 random dialogue prompts › accepting )

jason frowned, his voice lowering as he took a step closer, it was true he and jonathan had never been close, but sometimes, when tragedy struck, it could bring people together. "like what?" he spoke low, his eyes glancing around, and when he was sure they were alone he took a seat next to jonathan. he knew it was shallow, to even care about what other people thought, to worry that he might be ostracized because of who he spent time with, but he'd always been that way. concerned with the way other people saw him, to the point of obsession. still, his bleeding heart couldn't just walk past someone in pain and not stop to at least offer a helping hand. "do you want to talk about it?"

[storiesofthenight]

@filmdesque liked for a starter.

"Look kid, ... I know it's probably weird but I do have the best intentions with your mom. So ... if it's good I'd like to officially take her out sometime in the near future."

Was he actually asking permission to ask out Joyce? Hell yes, he was. The kids had gone through a lot with the Upside Down and all, and he didn't want them to think he would just be waltzing into their life or anything. Jim liked Joyce a lot and he absolutely wanted to take good care of her and her family, if they'd have him.