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Eddie wanting to get back into theater so he forces the rest of the spicy six to come to Improv with him.
Dustin finds out and wants to come too.
Steve and Robin end up being really good at it.
Nancy tries her best.
Jonathan and Argyle don't really take it seriously but they're still the funniest people there.
3.05 | 4.04
I CAN’T DO THIS TODAY, NICK. I CAN’T.
I hate who I am.
Will could’ve said that he hated himself, not who he was. Instead of saying, “I hate myself,” he says “I hate who I am,” and in summary, man, he hates that he’s gay. He hates him for loving another man, his best friend, and he has this guilt inside him, eating him up, saying that it’s wrong. He hates who he is.
SO IMAGINE MAN JUST IMAGINE
imagine the complete and utter relief that will feels, knowing that someone still loves him, that jonathan still loves him:
“I love you. There is nothing in this world, absolutely nothing, that will ever change that.”
After the guilt, the shame, the anguish of feeling that he is responsible for so much hurt, and on top of that, being different, being told that he is still capable and worthy of being loved for existing is so, so comforting.
THERE ARE SO MANY OTHER SCENES THAT IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT FROM WILL’S PERSPECTIVE IT . i’m . i need to lay down.
Jonathan Byers
Divider credit: @cafekitsune
➻Let me baby you- Jonathan Byers x Female Reader
➻To be with you
“Nobody normal ever accomplished anything meaningful in this world.”
―Jonathan Byers.
jancy kissing icons
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not entirely proud of this, but i was convinced to post it.
Stranger Places (a stranger things tale) chapter six: eclipse of the heart
Description: Everything changes when Dustin finds his mother’s lifeless body, but he is quickly reminded that he still has family when his older sister comes home. Though she is not the company he wants, can he learn to live with her? Can she readjust to life in Hawkins?
“Come on, Lucas!” Max shouted. “He’s right there. You can totally get him!”
“I’m trying!” He told her, as he moved the joy stick and jammed his finger viciously down on the buttons. But it was too late. The screen read in big letters “GAME OVER.”
“Damn it!” Lucas yelled. “This game sucks!”
“Maybe its just you that sucks,” Max teased, pinching his arm. Lucas rolled his eyes. “Who’s next?” he asked.
“Dustin, you want to give it a try?” Will asked him.
“That’s okay,” He told them. “I’m gonna go play Dragon’s Lair. You guys keep trying though.”
They shrugged and he headed away.
“Wait up!” Dustin paused. He turned to find Mike behind him. “Galaga’s stupid,” he told him. Dustin smiled.
Dustin put in a quarter and the opening music started. Dustin began moving his character, making him run, jump, and swing his sword.
“So how’s it at Steve’s?” Mike asked.
“Okay,” Dustin answers. “He wakes up way too early though. The dude’s a freak.”
“Better than Hopper’s?”
“At least in sleeping arrangements. I have a bed in a room now,” He told him.
“What a luxury,” another voice says. The two look over to the right of them, to find a girl around the same age as them playing Star Wars. “Me and my sister share a room and a bed,” she says, not looking away from the screen.
“I’m sorry?” Dustin tells her, confused as of why she was telling them this.
“Don’t apologize,” she told him. “Just be grateful for having what you have.”
“Who are you?” Mike asked the girl with the short black bob.
She logged her name into the top score board. “A mystery,” she answered, waving her hands in the air. She giggled and skipped away. When she was out of sight, Dustin and Mike shuffled over to the other game. the new score read as “K-ME”
“Kay-me?” Dustin tried to decipher what she had put in. Mike nudged him, pointing at the screen. “Kimmy.”
“Oh,” he replied.
Mike chuckled. “I think she liked you.”
“No. Why?” Dustin asked, confused.
Mike shrugged. “Just a feeling. Lets get back to Dragon’s Lair.”
Dustin searched around for her from his spot, but she really had disappeared. If he did have a chance with her, it was long gone.
Dustin and Steve sat in front of the T.V while they ate pizza. Steve had rented Evil Dead, hoping it would cheer Dustin up after having to go back to school.
“How was your day?” Steve asked.
“Mrs. Gonzales is making me see her every week now.”
“Sheesh,” Steve replied. “Sorry, dude.”
Dustin shrugged. “The party and I also went to the arcade after school for a little bit. I met a girl there.”
Steve laughed. “That’s great! whats her name?”
“Kimmy, I think.”
Steve nodded. “Cool, when are you seeing her again?”
Dustin paused. “I’m not. I didn’t get her phone number. She just kinda said I was lucky to have a bedroom to myself and left.”
Steve raised his eyebrow at him.
“Don’t ask. It confused me too.” He told him. “How was your day?” Dustin asked, switching the conversation over to Steve.
“Good. Practice went well for the most part,” he told him, leaving out the part where Billy and a few of the boys talked about Jackie like a piece of meat.
Dustin nodded, taking another bite of his pizza.
“I, uh,” Steve began. “I ran into Jackie today too.”
“So?” Dustin replied, with a mouth full of cheese and bread.
“I think she had a pretty rough day.”
Dustin seemed unfazed by the statement.
“Some girls were bothering her today,” Steve added, thinking it would make Dustin a little more sympathetic, but it didn’t. Instead, all he said was, “Girls are weird.”
Steve sighed. “Yeah, but that’s besides the point. I think she could use a friend.”
Dustin let out a huff. “If I say I’ll go visit her Thursday after school, will you stop talking during the movie?”
“That depends,” Steve told him. “Do you mean it?”
“Yes, now watch Ash kick the shit out of this demon thing.”
Steve smiled, proud of himself and grabbed the last slice of pizza.
When Thursday did roll around, Jackie decided that she had spent enough time hiding from her problems and came back to school. Steve noticed her standing at her locker, grabbing a few of her belongings from there, before heading out to start her day outside of classes. He started walking over but stopped when he saw another person strut up to her. Billy Hargrove.
“Hey! There you are, good lookin’,” Billy greeted her. “I missed you.”
She looked around her. “Oh, you’re actually talking to me?” she played dumb.
Billy threw her one of his signature smiles. “Jackie right?”
“Friends call me Jackie,” she told him. “You can call me Jacqueline.”
“Can you believe her?” Steve overheard a girl say to her friend. “Freaking Billy Hargrove and she’s acting like he’s repulsive.”
He is, Steve thought.
“Alright then, Jacqueline,” he said, “How about you and me get together some time? I can show you around town?”
She laughed, “Thanks but I know my way around town.”
“Then how about a movie?”
She closed her locker and looked him in the eyes with a smile. “How about no?” And with that, she left him standing there, feeling defeated and irritated by her locker. Steve couldn’t help but smile at the way Jackie shot Hargrove down though. She was tougher than she looked.
Jackie went out through the front exit and started walking to her mother’s car. She had decided to start using it since she had finally found the keys for it and it was way too cold to keep walking home.
“Jacqueline,” she heard her name being called in a familiar voice. She turned around to see Dustin running up to the car. Her heart jumped and a smile spread across her face. “Dustin!” she said excitedly. “ How are you? Do you need something? Do you need a ride to Steve’s or the arcade or somewhere?”
“Actually,” he began and let out a shiver. “Shit, its cold out.”
She took off the scarf she was wearing and handed it to him. He stared at it for a moment, recognizing it. “You went in my room?” he questioned her, irritated.
“Only for a second. I needed something warm,” she explained herself. “What were you going to say though.”
Dustin sighed. “I, uh, was wondering,” he started. “Would you wanna hang out today?”
She smiled. “Ah, Dusty-”
“Dustin,” he corrected her.
“Sorry. Dustin, I can’t today. I start my job at Cindy’s.”
Dustin was sort of relieved to hear this. He really wasn’t ready to hang out with her yet.
“What about saturday?” she asked him.
“Saturday, me and the guys are running a dnd campaign.”
“Oh,” she said, disappointed. “Well maybe-”
“Dustin! You wont believe what just happened to Jeremy Davidson!” Lucas yelled at him, with Mike and Will behind him.
“Yeah!” Mike began. “The kid’s crazy! He got like twenty jello packets and just decided to start throwing them down the hall so he could slide down them, and Mr. Anderson slipped on one, breaking his nose! He just got four week suspension!”
“His excuse was that it was for a science experiment!” Will added.
“What are you doing out here anyway?” Lucas asked, but then noticed the teenager Dustin was talking to. They all stared up at Jackie. Jackie felt nervous, like there was something on her face that was gross they weren’t telling her about.
“Um, Hi guys?”
The boys smiled. “Jackie!” The boys attacked her knocking her over, back pack and all. She laughed.
“Geez, guys!” Dustin said irritated.
“When did you get back?” Mike asked.
“Saturday.”
“Where have you been?” Will chimed in.
“Just away,” she said with a giggle.
“We missed you!” Lucas told her. “The original Dungeon Master!”
“Oh my god!” Mike exclaimed. “You have to lead our campaign saturday! Like old times.”
“Maybe, that would be cool!” she told them, happy that they still remembered her.
“We can all go over to your house!” Lucas added. “We have two new party members though that were going to join us.”
“Sounds like a blast!” she added.
Dustin rolled his eyes and started walking towards Steve’s car. The last thing he wanted was for Jackie to be hanging out with his friends. Why couldn’t she make her own?
“Why aren’t you with the rest of the shitheads?” Steve teased.
“They’re busy,” Dustin said aggravated. “Let’s just go.”
“I thought you were hanging out with Jack-”
“She’s busy today,” he cut Steve off. “Let’s go.”
You would’ve thought that Cindy’s diner was actually ran by Cindy. But it’s Cindy’s grandson, Nicholas, that actually manages and runs the place since Cindy has since moved to St. Augustine, Florida since opening up the quaint diner. Jackie followed around Cindy’s great-granddaughter, Beatrice for her first training shift. Beatrice was funny; she had the biggest hair in Hawkins, wore bright orange lipstick with blue eye shadow, and a know-it-all attitude that the customers loved. Jackie spent her five hour shift following Beatrice around, taking orders, learning where everything was, food running, and pulling the hem of her uniform’s skirt down. By the time it was time to leave, it was 10:30 pm and she was exhausted from the day.
“You did a good job today,” Beatrice told her. “I think you could actually be on the floor by yourself next shift.”
Jackie smiled at the promise of making tips. “Really?”
“Yeah,” Beatrice told her. “I’ll let pops know.”
Jackie smiled. “Thanks. Is it alright if I use the telephone?”
“Have at it, kid,” Beatrice told her, throwing on her down coat.
Jackie dialed the Harrington’s house. It rang a few times before the machine picked it up. Then the beep came, indicating Jackie to start her message. “Hi, This is Jacqueline Henderson, Dustin’s sisters. Was just trying to reach Dustin, but I guess you all are out for the night.” Jacqueline paused, she twirled the phone cord around her finger. “Anyway, Dustin, if you’re listening, I’m sorry about today. I love you.” She hung the phone up and began dialing another number. This time someone picked up. “Hello?”
“Hey. Jonathan?”
“Yes?” the other line said.
“It’s Jackie,” she told him. “Do you want to hang out?”
“Look,” Jonathan said, pointing up at the night sky. “There’s Mars.”
Jackie laughed, taking a sip of her milkshake. “That’s not Mars,” She told him, pointing in the opposite direction. “That’s Mars. See, it’s red.”
“Okay, Galileo,” He teased her.
“And over there is the constellation Perseus,” she drew out with her index finger.
Jonathan took a few fries, popping them into his mouth. “Oh, I see it.”
“yeah?”
“No,” he told her, laughing. She gave him a shove. Going to the lake at night was Jonathan and Jackie’s favorite past time. They’d usually bring cards, or his radio. If they were feeling adventurous, a ouija board. But tonight, they just brought milkshakes, burgers, fries, and each other. “What do you think is out there?” He asked her.
“I don’t know,” she told him. “The universe is so vast and inconceivably big that anything is possible. It’s possible there’s some form of space whale out there swimming in nothingness with all its space whale friends. It’s also possible that it’s just us. Which scares the shit out of me.”
Jonathan looked at her. “Why’s that?”
“Because, the universe goes on forever. And we don’t even make up a speck of it. If we’re alone in all of that, what does it matter if we’re here today and gone tomorrow? It’s indifferent of our existence,” She answered truthfully.
“Wow,” Jonathan said. “That’s a bleak way of looking at it.”
“Well, you asked,” she said irritated by his response, lying down on the grass. Jonathan stared at her. He remembered when her features weren’t so angry and sad. When no matter what, there was always a smile on her face. He laid down next to her.
“I like the space whales theory myself,” he told her. She looked at him, then rolled her eyes and let out a slight chuckle.
“Me too,” she agreed.
Jonathan’s face turned serious. “Where did you go?”
Jackie’s eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
“Come on, Jackie,” he told her, exasperated. “You know what I mean. Where did you go? I thought you were dying.”
“I was,” she answered, avoiding eye contact.
“I thought you were dead.”
Jackie’s body tensed at that sentence. She crept a glimpse of his face, that read concern and confusion. The whole town thought she was a ghost and with good reasoning. Jackie took in a deep breath and turned her body to face Jonathan. “I can’t tell you where I’ve been. But I can tell you that I am alive and well and here now with you, Jonathan Byers.”
Jonathan frowned at her. “I wish that were enough.”
She frowned back. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“Why can’t you tell me? We were best friends. Aren’t we still?”
“Because of the same reason you can’t tell me about where Will went,” she explained. “Not only would it change things, it would make them worse.”
He looked at the patch of grass between them, plucking random blades. Jackie gave him a soft smile, reaching for his hand. Jonathan, not thinking, jerked his hand away back from hers.
This. This small and insignificant gesture broke Jacqueline’s heart. Jackie sat up, shock and defeat painted across her face.
“Jackie, I’m sorry,” Jonathan tried to explain.
“It’s okay,” Jackie said as if the wind was knocked out of her, avoiding eye contact with the boy next to her.
“It’s just. I didn’t,” He stuttered, as all the wrong words began to take form.
“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” She wiped her cheek with the sleeve of her jacket. “Besides, what would Nancy think?”
“Jacqueline,” he said reaching for her arm. But she had already gotten up and began to walk back to her car.
“I’ll see you at school,” She told him, trying to keep her voice as steady as possible.
Don’t ask me why I named the chapter what I named it; I don’t know. Anyway, is anybody really reading? Can you guys tell me what you think about the story? What did you think about the chapter? Is anybody just starting to tune in? Should I keep going? Because its gonna end up being a lengthy one. Yeah. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. Until next week!
