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introduction page ,,

i’ve been slightly offline on tumblr as of recently due to personal life issues,, HOWEVER .. feel free to req asks ! i’d be more than happy to write for whomever , it will js take a minute to post . tysm for all the support friends <3 i am nowhere near quitting js ,, taking a break until everything gets a little more comfortable! luv u all :3

i love the concept of this sm omg ,, bare w me as i am still not fully familiar w writing spice !! ^_^ ;;

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cinnamon cigarettes

johnathan byers x reader

ur on a run and end up finding some hair care products at a store ( that r suprisingly still good..) and u decide to use them on carl since god knows he has not taken care of his hair since lori ,, maybe add a cute lil moment where hes embarrassed of his eye when taking off the bandages and you reassure him and comfort him that youll love him no matter what ^_^

i originally wrote this half asleep, getting mid way before abandoning tumblr , and not realizing i didn’t save the draft, so all my hard work is gone n i had to make this from scratch , pls enjoy !! ^_^

carl grimes x reader

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you hated going on runs . the dried blood from the zombies, smell of rot, and overall stress and lack of planning got to you. (plus you had horrible luck.) that changed, however, the moment rick had told you to patrol around the nearby city with some others, allowing you all to not only be familiar with the once urban lots, but how many hoards you guys would be dealing with.

naturally, you came across a beauty supply store on your route. you waved your head high, leaving a sigh of relief of the sheer luck, the shop hadn’t been looted fully yet . you knew most of the product to be expired, but it never stopped you from getting what you needed. thankful, you looted your bag of all kinds of lavender, clean laundry, fresh smelling bathing products for the groups, stealing a perfume or two for you and the other females. you praised whoever watched over you that day.

other than the constant smell of rotting flesh, it was a cool autumn day, the gang coming back with a relatively good haul from the surrounding areas. happy with your findings, you laid each finding on the table, as you took your earning, an idea spread through your head like a nasty fly appearing in the kitchen.

you wondered how carl would feel about your findings. you wondered what he’d been doing today, off of duties today. knowing him, he was probably reading comics . lucky,

as you cheerfully made your way back, happy from your large haul, you beelined straight toward the grimes’ door. knocking as you let yourself in, you sang in a cheerful voice letting your presence known to carl.

“i come bearing gifts,” you smiled gleefully, carrying the products behind your back.

“oh? should i be nervous?” he laughed, eyeing your arms questionably.

“i know your mom used to do it for you, but i thought you’d trust me enough to wash your hair, maybe clean it a bit?” you bit your lip, nervous of his answer you continued, “if it’s too much i understand, i just felt like doing something nice for you, to show my gratitude, you know?” you shrugged, acting it off as he stayed silent, slowly draping his long arms toward your midline , bearing you into a hug.

“that’s the nicest thing anyone’s thought of.” he spoke quietly. you had never seen this side of carl being so , sickly loving. usually he was cocky as can be , showing how strong he could be while cracking jokes, rather than being vulnerable.

“that sounds nice, yeah. don’t do too much to the hair though.” he winked , walking up to the bathroom, your hand in his following ensue.

you sauntered up the creaky wood, entering the bathroom as you played with the water, finding a good temperature before (essentially waterboarding your boyfriend) laying carls head underneath the running stream, his hair soaking up the water as it began to shine. you began working the soap through his hair, his eyelashes remaining fixed shut, the usual furrow in his brow settling down , seemingly content.

it was quiet. you focused on carls hair, while he relished it in, the only noises in the house being the rustling of the tree on the window upstairs and running water rushing down the drain. in a perfect life, you wondered if this is what being contempt felt like. you finished, feeling the fuzziness of calm and homey as you dried his hair, carl shaking his hair like a dog, earning a reaction out of you.

he giggled, you tapping him upside his head. you grabbed the shears , gently cutting away his split ends rooting from his rust brown hair . “is this what you do with all your boyfriends? give them a full spa day, and be absolutely gorgeous?” carl smiled, staring at you through the mirror, lovesick eyes pooling into yours.

“you get special treatment. maybe if they paid extra though. they still wouldn’t get as good as yours though, lover boy.” you stared back, hand on your hip as you held the shears.

“i think someone has a crush on me…” he joked, wiggling his brows as you laughed back.

“cats out the bag, im infatuated.”

“and what are we gonna do about it now?”

“mm.. it’s cold.. we could , maybe, huddle for warmth and read comics with me ?”

“i think your a genius.”

“i know im a genius. your genius.”

first writing of 2026 for a req i had from 2025 ,, 🥀 lmk how i did chat 💔

forbidden kiss

carl grimes x reader

you finally understood romeo and juliet . from what seemed to stupid teenage star crossed lovers, blinded by greed turned into a tragic story of yearning and loneliness toward the one you feel the most with .

it was dramatic, to say the least.

the entire day, spent lazing away. without carl.

while, yes it was productive. you spent the day playing and entertaining the younger group of kids as the adults spent the day gathering food and supplies, you reminisced carl doing it with you. you glanced toward his window, creme white thin curtains draping over the sides like wings on a bird. a caged bird.

in reality, he had been grounded for sneaking out , messing about in the woods when he knew he shouldn’t have . you wonder if he thought it was worth it, his consequence having to stay inside with jude , his form of being ‘grounded’ during an apocalypse. while it was only for a week, it was torture. you couldn’t tell him all the pretty flowers and birds you found, or the fact that you found pretty ribbon to help him put in your hair, it pulled your heartstrings to say the least.

which is why, you devised a plan to see him. grounded or not, rick and michonnes rule toward carl didn’t mean you couldn’t find your own way to communicate and see him, you were starving for his attention for gods sake.

the day went far beyond noon, almost toward midnight by the time you fully went through your ‘plan’. it was easy to sneak past your parents, always leaving the back door unlocked, not having a fear of so called ‘burglars’. as you made your way down the block, you noticed the lights off, southern night illuminating the night in its own way. frogs croaking , flies buzzing harmoniously with fireflies farther in the forrest. it was nice without the sound of walkers groaning through their broken lungs.

you climbed (as quietly as possible) toward his window, your long nails tapping on the glass as you knew he was awake. you were slightly sweating as you stood waiting , a tin of pudding in your hand as a gift, eager to see him again since the week before. as he opened it, he grabbed your hand, smiling from dimple to dimple , allowing you to sit on the windowsill, recollecting your breath as he slowly shut it behind you.

“you saved me! i was dying watching you from the window, like im some kind of princess waiting for her knight.” he whispered, hugging you as he smelled the nights air of pine, furrowing its way into your hair.

“it should be the other way around , no? …unless,, you like that kinda thing.” you laughed , blinking your eyes like a doll as he pushed your shoulder as you two began to laugh, seemingly silent.

“i have the free will to push you back out that window. girlfriend or not.” he helped you , letting you bounce onto the bed as you handed him the small tin, his smile sparkling as he hid it in his nightstand .

“you have to be absolutely silent, i don’t want michonne to come in with her katana thinking im talking to a walker or something.” he hushed you from giggling, just from being in the presence of your boyfriend after what seemed like months.

“as quiet as a mouse.” you mimicked zipping your lips, pushing him onto the bed gently , swapping places with him as you began to kiss him, slightly positioning yourself up from the difference in spots. it was light, nothing with significant meaning, other than the two of you missing eachother deadly.

his lips were soft and light, you swore you could feel yourself reaching a flow state, his warm smell matching the softness of his sheets, hair, lips, and eyes, watching his long lashes flutter against his freckled cheeks as he intertwined your hands gently.

you began to sit , crisscrossed, face to face as he locked the other hand with yours. what felt like hours of soft feather touches had only been 5 or so minutes, you began to hear footsteps pattering on the hardwood, seemingly close to carls door.

“shit! uhm, - hide in the closet!” he whispered , opening the door for you and gently shutting it, as to not make noise. his bed creaked as he bounced back on it, opening a comic book next to his dresser, cheeks still red from the kiss.

“i saw your light on, what’re you still doing up? it’s an hour past midnight carl. don’t waste too much light, yeah? you know your sister is scared of the dark.” michonne opened the door, creeping her head in slightly, eyes tired and puffy from seemingly sleeping.

“sorry , ‘chonne.” he mumbled, acting as if he was in the middle of reading, dimming his light . as she left , he opened back the closet, kissing you before you could say anything snarky.

“sorry! that was so embarrassing, shuffling you into the closet.” he laughed , hugging you showing his sorry-ness.

“this is just like romeo and juliet, why can’t we just be together publicly? this is torture.” you whined, laying on his bed as you snatched his comic, skimming through it.

“i would rather have to stay home for two more days than kill myself with poison, let alone you killing yourself with poison in retaliation.”

“that’s true. but still torture.”

he kissed you , silencing you seemingly all-together.

mm..ok! ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

yearly traditions

carl grimes x reader ⋆˚.༄

it was a nice christmas, as nice as you could make it , living in the middle of an apocalypse . you decided this, soon after your boyfriend had decided to bring you to his house on a ruthless winter day, the flakes of snow powdering the ground angrily , though not doing any harm but coloring the ground white.

his house, clad of minimal furniture and lack of proper house items, made it up with a sad yet stoic pine tree, cheap glimmering lights attached to the strips of green. there were pinecones attached rather than baubles, though you weren’t judging, you were surprised to even find a decent looking tree let alone tree skirt .

carl sat, tucked into the cushions of the old yet sturdy couch, watching quietly as you took around the decorations in awe.

“how much this cost you?” you asked, teasingly , closing your shocked mouth.

“couple grand annnnd a few dozen zombie heads, usual amount.” he teased back, eyeing his chocolate pudding underneath the tree.

“you should consider yourself lucky, did michonne do this? i bet judith’s going to freak!” you thought giddily at the sight , your heart already melting.

“yeah, they thought it’d be cute, had to hunt those pinecones down myself though, every individual one. she better fucking like it.” he cursed while smiling , proud of himself as he patted a spot next to you, openeing the thick blanket toward the both of you.

the ghosts of christmas must have blessed you. sat next to your boyfriend in his families house, tree and fire set miraculously, warm goods on the window cooling. you couldn’t remember the last time you felt so happy and giddy, let alone cozy. you were beginning to believe santa was real again.

you placed a kiss along his cheeks, creating a red fluster of freckles on the boys face as he scrunched his nose, fluttering his eyes closed in embarrassment. you giggled as he pulled the blanket on top of your face fully, leaving only the sillouette of you in the blanket as michonne and rick walked down the stairs.

“you showing off our tree, huh? don’t be getting into too much trouble boy, we’re gonna visit carol for a bit. don’t have too much fun.” rick snickered as michonne giggled next to rick, sauntering out the door,

you giggled and pulled the sheet off of you, waving to their exit as you both giggled. you loved christmas.

YUUUUP YESS MAAM ^\^

jonathan byers x reader

cold kisses

it had been early in the morning, your eyes reluctantly opened as you heard the taps of rain near you and johnathan’s shared apartment. living in new york, you get used to the city ambience, rain being a rare occurrence. .

the window had been chilly, fog covering the gloomy sky, illuminated by city lights and life. it was funny to you, even on nasty days when everywhere would be cold and slippery, the population on the streets would multiply, not letting the rain ruin their day. it wouldn’t ruin yours either, you decided.

padded footsteps could be heard on the cold , dark creaky hardwood living room, finding yourself a spot on the unreliable yet cozy bay window. you sipped your morning coffee , black as the streets, slicking with tire marks, illuminating the puddles found allover the street .

it was a good day to call off classses, work, endeavors of all , for a nice view of the rain and ability to people watch from the coziness of your home. thank god for heating units.

you bundled yourself up in johnathan’s tattered , yet comforting jean sherpa jacket, clutching it as if a disappointed mom would when they catch their children out late at night . you decided this was the perfect , slow day.

you were suddenly greeted by a loud flash and click, not noticing johnathan sitting near the couch end , camera clad in hand.

“johnathan! don’t scare me like that , you nut!” you hid your face, slightly smiling as you regained your vision slowly.

“you didn’t even blink. your so photogenic it scares me.” he smiled , snaking his hands to your hips, slowly hugging you from the window.

“you’ve dealt with worse, bug.” you patted his shoulder in remorse.

“good morning.” he mumbled, in all his sleepy glory. his shag had been a nest of mousy brown, plaid pajama pants lifting different lengths, the strings uneven from washing it , changing the pattern every time. his band tee spotted slight holes near the bottom, gorgeous to you nonetheless.

“good morning, my love. look outside! no work.” you squealed , he hid his head in your shoulder as he squinted his eye out to the window, closing them in content as he took a drink of your tea.

“i have all the work i need right here. what’re we doing on this gloomy tuesday, hm?” he mumbled, face still on you as you felt his voice vibrate, hugging you tighter. (as if it were possible.)

“hear me out,” you played with his hair, “we stay in.. and do absolutely nothing.” you smiled.

“sounds like a good idea. i’m in.” he smiled, sauntering to the record player, filling the room with smooth air, and chris issak.

oh YEAHHHHHH

tw: slight age gap , (1-2 yr diff)

eddie munson x reader

dating !older! eddie munson ;

eddie thinks your the coolest, however the age gap slightly grosses him at first, your a senior while he graduated a year before you, but then he remembers it’s really only a year, and he’s seen a lot. worse

everyone you don’t know will likely talk about the maturity difference (without knowing eddies more immature than you and he’s the older one ..)

your guys’ friends support you , regardless (steve grimaced when you told him you liked him before even trying to talk to one another)

showing up to class late , regardless of open first period, somehow always walking in the doors with something of his (bracelet, chain, ring, jacket, hoodie)

watching you get ready from his warm bed, complaining for 5 minutes with you, “fuck showing up on time, the bed misses you.” he says , muffled under the covers, hands wide open, waiting for you.

finding ur bfs hair EVERYWHERE . writing in class when u find eddies hair stuck to ur shirt, disgusted yet funny .

him picking u up! god forbid you don’t hangout either before or after school, picking you up either on his bike or van

sneaking into bars to play pool (and hiding from nosy schoolmates)

staying as late as you can to hangout with him, midnight bike rides to the arcade, lovers lake, getting what fast food you can manage for it being the middle of nowhere

always giving him drama! he may act like he doesn’t care , but he’ll always be ready to listen to what couple fought in the hall on your way to class.

while he may not be in college, he certainly doesn’t fit the broke boyfriend stereotype. this man works hard , taking care of you however he can

going to prom with him, forcing him to look nice and match :3

awe dovie ur making me blush ! that’s such a cute idea ohmy ^_^

heartbeat

robin buckley x reader

the doors creaked quietly as she tipped toed near you, feet tapping faintly against the libraries carpet. she quickly startled you, earning a jump and yelp, before she could, she covered your mouth lightly as to muffle it , earning a stern glare from the librarians desk.

“jesu-“ before you could finish, she pecked your lips lightly , before moving on to your full face. you swore she kissed every single freckle on your face.

“dude.” you deadpanned , “if you missed me you could’ve told me . or even came with me to study.” you smiled slyly, taking her hand in yours as you sat at the current table you were studying up on an exam for,

“you know me and studying don’t melt well together. too much quiet noise to talk over, and i like rambling .” she kissed your hand lightly , reading over your textbooks, scrunching her face in somewhat disgust and the other confusion.

“trust me, i know.” you giggled, as if she wasn’t constantly talking your ear off, much to your indulgence. you loved robins voice, her newfound radio show host gig driving you crazy, her voice sounded so soothing, even if she was talking about madonna and sean penns rocky downfall.

“don’t act like you don’t love it! you would listen to hours if you could, i know you can! your just acting nonchalant because of how we’re in public. she went on a tangent , gripping your hand as her pupils grew in size , out of sheer love and admiration.

“i’m nonchalant? i have something you might like,” you cut yourself off, giving her a firm kiss to her soft , full lips, earning a smile in return from her, slowly oozing its way onto your lips.

“what if,” she broke the kiss and continued, “we do this at my apartment , and rent gremlins.” she kissed you again after stopping her sentence.

“only if i get to pick the snacks.”

“deal.” she kissed you one last time , pleased with the bargain .

you planned what best pajamas you’d pack in your overnight bag on your way to robins that night.

he has a shrine dedicated to you ,, ⋆˚࿔

hold me close

jonathan byers x reader

the halls screeched of fresh reebok freestyles, smelling faintly of gymnasium must and fresh spearmint. crowds of high schoolers , grouping in flocks as they all walked to their respected schedules , crowding the hallway completely. the lights flickered brightly , the annoyingly white luminosity already giving you a major migraine .

as you took your time down the halls , not quite ready to show up to biochemistry, you noticed your favorite shaggy haired , plaid wearing friend . he had managed to not oversleep for once, you thought as you sauntered up toward him in attempts to scare him, seeing a familiar face flicker in his locker before he slammed it shut out of surprise .

“jesus!” he swore quietly , “it isn’t even 8 yet. it’s too early for your pranks, don’t you have chemistry?” he continued, scolding you as if you were his child , his wellbeing caring for you more than a normal amount.

“what, like you care about grades? god forbid I want to talk to my dearest best friend. what’s got your panties all twisted?” you snicker, stepping on his shoe lightly , earning a flick from him.

“whatever. you scared the hell out of me.” jonathan spoke now quietly, walking you to class (without asking, as he should). his shoulders seemed slightly tense, looking back down at you from time to time before you could make it to the door, earning a send off from jonathan , his toothy side smirk leaving you to class.

the class had been extra uneventful. tammy anderson, as always, asked questions already stated prior, tom miller snoring slightly as the group around him threw paper balls to cure boredom. it seemed as if time went by extra slower as of right now . you thought about jonathan, curiosity overcoming you as you noticed his standoffish demeanor when you spooked him, seemingly on edge more than usual, which was considering a lot since he was nicer even when his brother was missing .

you wondered if it had anything to do in his locker, or more matter of fact, what he had hiding in it. you knew he was of private nature, especially with his camera. you had known the combination to his locker anyway, how hard could it be to go snooping through it before he got to it? you suddenly had a mission to achieve .

as the clock struck, you booked it to jonathan’s locker, jamming the lock as fast as you could, time seemingly not on your side. as you opened it (without ease), you noticed it had looked like any normal locker, a textbook and notebooks he never bothered taking out, chewed on pencils and pens, a picture or two of his favorite photos and a stack of photos , all featuring you-

oh.

you hadn’t realized his stack of photos, held neatly with a paper clip of small polaroids containing photos purely of you. candid, of course . though it was all you at school, either in clubs you were both in , or the outside courtyard, you noticed the photos had a certain beauty to it, all of jonathan’s photos did. you thought long and hard for the small amount of time you had before you had publications with jonathan, beating around how to nicely ask about them without outing yourself in the process.

it didn’t weird you out though. you thought it was super sweet, cute even . you wanted to take the next step in your friendship, not knowing what to do for the life of you, maybe it was a blessing in disguise after all. as much as you’d fear to think of the thought of jonathan not liking you in that sense, a beat of your heart steered you in the direction of confidence in the unknown. you finally decided, you were ready for that chance.

as you entered the room, you felt a shiver attack the flesh of your arms, running up your back sending your heart into a slight uproar.

“i’m starving. you want pizza after this or something? i brought the car but i have to pickup will after, if you don’t mind.” he immediately began, brown eyes staring into yours, almost like a doe as he awaited a response.

“yeah, just no pineapple, ok? can’t stand sweet on salty.” you stuck your tongue out in disgust, jonathan poking it back into your mouth , earning a slight giggle.

god, your heart was pounding more by the minute. you swore you could smell jonathan’s minty shampoo from how close you two were sitting. his eyelashes fluttered down to his scratch paper, concentrating without knowing the fact of your eyes on him. you could stop yourself before you blurted,

“why do you have photos of me in your locker?” it felt like word vomit, unable to stop from erupting your throat.

“w.. what?” jonathan looked up, eyes now wide , eyebrows furrowed as he got slightly closer,

“i wasn’t trying to like , pry or anything, i just needed a pencil and - and you know i saw your photos and thought they looked nice! and i looked at them, and then .. i saw. i’m sorry, i swear i didn’t snoop intentionally!” you stammered , making a story up as you went, seemingly pulling it off .

“god, you probably think i’m a creep now huh?” he put his head into his hands , sighing slightly

“nono! i don’t. im just.. curious, that’s all. you know i trust you, jonny.” you took his hand , allowing both you and him to calm down.

“i. i like you, a lot. i take a lot of inspiration from you and, i don’t know it’s silly.” he cut himself off, your eyes staring at him allowing himself to continue,

“you give me my inspiration. whenever the cameras on you, it just gives me this weird feeling. like i’m being electrocuted, but it’s nice.” he continued .

“if you didn’t sound like a weird conspiracy theorist at the end, i might’ve shed a tear from how sweet that was.” you smiled, grabbing his hand, mocking sympathy, cheeks burning softly.

“ok i reveal my entire feelings toward you, and you bully me in return? ouch.” he feigned hurt , grabbing onto his chest as you laughed rather loudly , head finding itself on his shoulder as you regained composure.

“you make me sound like a dick as if you never told me you keep a stack of secret photos of me! i should be offended , you dick!” you began to lightly hit his arm as he laughed back, jonathan shushing you quietly, hitting your lips smushed shut as he laid his pointer on them.

“you make me sound bad , don’t say it so loudly!” he laughed, genuine smile showing from his shag , canines pointing out , eyes crinkling in all their warmth and glory. as you continued to mess around in class, you were glad you confessed your snooping , excited to see where it could get you in the near future.

reader is will’s twin sister and will and Robin are trying to set them up (I love that duo so much)

reader and Dustin don’t know that the other likes them and they keep trying to ask each other out but they both just see it as platonic (I love idiots to lovers)

and Steve just makes fun of Dustin for being so oblivious after they finally get together

aw this is such a cute req dovie! i have a soft spot for dustin and think this is the absolute cutest ^_^ he would defo tell robin and steve in secrecy , ask and u shall receive my luv ! <3

kiss and tell

dustin henderson x reader

“my little dusty! your growing so fast!” robin said as she fluffed his curls haphazardly, earning a smack from the boy, his face dead serious .

he had a problem. although , it wasn’t a problem but rather a conundrum . he liked his best friend’s sister. it hadn’t been a matter of the moment thing either, no. it was a feeling that had stuck with him forever, slowly building and accumulating more until he almost bursted . and he could never be more embarrassed , yet accelerated at the same time .

“you can’t tell y/n or will robin! i don’t know why i even told you, she’s probably the first your going to tell.”

“just because i have a big mouth doesn’t mean i can’t hide secrets!” she barked back , slightly whispering as she pointed her finger at him in hurt.

“you tell everyone’s secrets!” he scream whispered back, eyes wide as he furrowed his brows, slowly moving robins hand back to her side.

“fine , but i pinky promise ill keep it safe! not a soul! swear on my mother, scouts honor.” she held her pinky out , dustin reluctantly pulling his pinky towards hers, locking the promise in.

“you like y/n?” steve asked out of the blue , helping dustin fix his flat tire of his bike , tools askew on the driveway.

“ROBIN!” he screamed as his cheeks began to blush at the thought of his crush going around.

“it’s ok kid, it’s cute. why are you even nervous? they’re a nice kid , i’m sure they’d like you back. you nervous about will finding out?” steve questioned, tinkering with a screw on the bike that held the rubber tire joint .

“i just feel like , i don’t know she wouldn’t like me back. we’ve known eachother for a while , i would’ve seen the signs right? your the ladies man aren’t you supposed to know all this?” dustin asked , fidgeting with his fingers as he looked around the byers house, looking for any sign of listening or eyes watching .

“first of all, they’re totally into you, your just unaware , all girls do that. second , you don’t know what signs to look for henderson, and that’s ok. i swear on my life by the end of the month, you’ll be seeing byers wayy more often.” he lured out the last of his sentence, finally fixing the bike and returning it to the mountain of other bicycles laid in the garage.

“this is so perfect, i feel horrible for sharing his secret, but they’re so oblivious .” robin snickered inside , sitting between eddie , nancy, jonathan, will , mike and lucas.

“anyone can see they’ve got the puppy dog sick love for each other. they’re just too young and naive to understand, no offense kiddies.” eddie shared a smile , patting his hands on mike and lucas’ shoulders , giving them a firm pat.

“wait that gave me the best idea,” nancy sparked up, holding her hands in robins as she continued, “we’ll get them to subtly tell each other, get their feet in the water and get them to see they like each other !” she looked around as everyone deridingly agreed, seemingly tired of the mutual pinning and unawareness.

you had gotten a notice from eddie hellfire club was rescheduled for today rather than wednesday, his campaign soon ending and deeming it ‘to get out the way so he can plan the next’. weird , seeming he took his campaigns and story lines far too seriously to care as little as he did.

strangely, no one got the memo but you and dustin. locking eyes in the spare portable room, both confused.

“dustin! i’m glad your here , where’s everyone else ?” you asked , eyes wide and curious as you saw no one in their correct spots, surely they would’ve told you they weren’t going?

“that’s weird, they ditch us? what dicks! i was so excited to see what the campaign was gonna be like, i wanted our characters to win.” dustin exclaimed, shedding his hellfire shirt off, opting for his long-sleeve thermal underneath due to his nervousness at the thought of the closeness between the two of you.

“you wanna go to the arcade? we’ll ditch those losers back, we don’t need them anyway, you down dusty?” he shivered at the sound of his nickname , rolling of your tongue sickeningly sweet as he nodded.

“yeah, it’s a date.” he exclaimed , portraying his voice as eager rather than shaking from nervousness, breaking a sweat as he walked with you, shoulder to shoulder to the bike rack.

the ride was a good breath of fresh air from dustin, sweating crazy prior . it was as if he forgot how to speak properly , the way he was stuck in his head, as if you two haven’t known eachother since practically birth .

“i don’t know about you, but im starving , you wanna share popcorn or something? i’ll buy you a coke in return.” you winked, giggling as you grabbed his hand to the concession stand inside, sticky floors matching the sticky counter , clad with geometrical shapes as you handed the cashier a 5.

“what do we play first? i could literally beat you in any of these , so ill let you pick. it’s only nice, right?” he showed his gummy smile , you slightly pushing him in return, sloshing the coke from side to side as you looked around the arcade.

“oh my god that was the cutest thing ever.” robin squeaked, steve shortly grabbing the binoculars from robins hand swiftly, curious as to what happened.

“what what? i wanna know what happened you guys are hogging the binoculars!” eddie whined , mike and will kicking his leg as he flailed his arms and hands around in hopes of a turn.

“we’re definitely getting them to confess today, whether it be over my dead body. i’m tired of hearing y/n whine about how dustin didn’t notice their flirting.” will groaned , hand resting on steve’s beamer windows , rolled to the top for the whole incognito get-up.

the arcade boomed with 8-bit music and graphics , led lights flashing rgb hues. you stared at the screen in concentration as you fought eachother in mortal kombat, both you and dustin taking it very seriously.

“you remember valentine’s day? when i bought you that box of chocolates and we fought who got the caramel chocolates?” dustin shared, laughing as he eased his grip on the controller, your laughing ensued shortly after .

“god, you were so upset as i beat you in rock paper scissors, silly.” you giggled, patting his shoulder earnestly. “it’s nice to know you’d do that kind of stuff for me , you know.” you continued, slightly blushing.

“r-really? it’s no big deal, i’d do a lot worse for you , you know .” he stammered, red creeping up his cheeks.

“really? like lose this game so i can win?” you continued, showing your best puppy dog eyes. you pushed his hip lightly, making him mess up and you winning, earning a cheer of triumph as you hugged him as hard as you could, jumping up and down.

“oh my god! i beat the king at mortal kombat!” you cheered, pulling your arms sling around his neck, having to slightly look up at him , smiling from ear to ear as you nuzzled his neck, earning him to burn into flames .

“whatever . you got lucky.” he held the small of your back gently , taking the moment in for as long as he could.

the afternoon began to dim to night , the gang (not known to you or dustin) left the parking lot, watching as you guys grabbed your bikes, dustin riding with you to your house as courtesy.

“you wanna stay late tonight? my moms making lasagna, i know you like it.” you asked, head turning toward him, wind tossiling your hair around , making it messy .

“yeah, i’m starving. talking about those chocolates made me hungry again.” he said, fixing his hat as he strode near your bike in the same frequency as you.

the night got sluggish, the steam in the kitchen from dinner created a warm comforting sensation as you leeched on the couch, rolling dice as dustin sat close by, flipping channels . everyone had been in their designated bedrooms, jonathan doing god knows what, while will was working on schoolwork, and joyce reading her nightly book.

“do you know why i mentioned the chocolates?” you suddenly asked, biting your lip in nervousness.

dustin stared at you , the light from the tv following his eyes, “so i had reason to not be a sore loser?” you teased, earning a roll of your eyes as you threw a pillow.

“i’m serious!” he quipped , beginning to quiet back down and seriously think.

“i did because, i .. i like you. since we met. i… i don’t know . it’s stupid, we’re super good friends and that would ruin everything we built, but . i don’t care. i’d ruin it, just for a chance to be with you. it’s always been you.” dustin began, serious tone followed as he waited for your response, his heartbeat beating a million times faster than it should be.

“you know, i was waiting for you to tell me. i’m glad you finally mentioned it. i.. may have snooped though your journal once or twice recently.. “ you whispered, earning a gasp from dustin.

“what!” he exclaimed , in shock.

“i wanted to know about the pet lizard demogorgan and no one would tell me!” you giggled, him throwing the pillow back at you.

“but , seriously, dusty . your like the best person i’ve ever known, i love you. i always have.” you shared earnestly, beginning to shy up.

“my heart feels like it’s gonna pop out alien style.” he mentioned, slinking down as you held him in a hug.

“promise me one thing?” you shared, whispering.

“anything.” he followed soon after

“no more secrets.”

a pause .

“no more secrets.” he whispered, closing his eyes and holding you , your soft breath steadying.

“YES!” a bang on the door was heard. a loud group of people hushing the loud voice soon after.

“were you spying on us??!” you exclaimed, banging the door open, finding a kneeling eddie, cup in hand, his ear toward the door before you opened it, glancing at you and giving a sideways hug on both yours and dustin’s knees, squeezing so tight his veins popped.

“we’ve been trying to get you two together forever.” steve mentioned.

maybe he gets like super nervous asking you to tilt your chin or to look at him a certain way

awww dovie that’s such a cute idea ! you would defo be his no . 1 most photographed person , he fs has a whole album set js for u <33

the eyes never lie ,,

jonathan byers x reader

Physical Appearance: I have short brown hair, ocean blue eyes with bluish-purple glasses, I have a curvy but lean body with strong calves thanks to the years of dancing (cheerleading and ballet), horse-riding, running and jumping, I am 5'0 feet tall, I have pale-tan skin with freckles on my face and also I got random moles and freckles on my arms and legs as well and people say I got a smile that can brighten up any room.

Personality: I am an open-minded, kind-hearted, optimistic and friendly girl with a love of learning things like zodiac signs, MBTI types, crystals and Disney etc. I can be very impatient, stubborn, naive and I am also in the spectrum so I can be blunt and quirky only because I see the world in a different way from other people but I see the good in people no matter what and I am loyal and dependable to my friends and family and when someone hurts my friends and my family I can be fiercely protective all over them.

My type for a perfect person: I just want to be my best friend and partner in crime, I want a gentleman or gentlelady who will be proudly hold my hand and being glad that I am their girlfriend, I want someone to bring me flowers and compliments everyday and being the mother/father of my future kids someday and treat me like a queen all the time.

Sexuality and Pronouns: Bisexual (Both male and female preference) and She/Her

MBTI Type: INFJ-T

Big Three: Sagittarius sun, Cancer moon and Aquarius rising

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

Enneagram Type: Type 2w1 (The Companion)

Temperament Personality Type: Sanguine-Phlegmatic (The Harmonizer)

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Likes: Singing, dancing, acting, writing, reading books, typing, watching Disney movies, Zodiac signs, MBTI types and crystals.

Dislikes: Mean people, vegetables, yelling, someone who hurts the ones I love the most and bullies.

Random Facts: I've been in the school musical productions for 5 years and my childhood nickname was Sarah-Bear.

hi hun ! ty for the req <3

who id see u with is !!…

crying at this but ofc bae ! 🦇

soft as a feather

rick grimes x reader

you always loved ricks eyes . the way the summer sun made them glow and shimmer like glittering angelite. the way his brow bone would constantly be placed beneath his squinted eyes , his permanently scowled face still as beautiful as it being untouched . his eyes were even prettier in the winter.