The wings of flies, gentlemen, represent the aerial power of the psychic faculties.




because some things never change…
(x)






OLDER!JONATHAN & NANCY + 15 years class reunion (fancast: norman reedus & emmy rossum)
”Hey…,” she whispered, surprised by the sound of her own voice.
“Hey Nance’,” he echoed, and she slightly bit the inside of her cheek at her nickname, “Chicago suits you apparently –you look… gorgeous.”
Instinctively, she touched her wedding ring, the metal all of sudden cold and heavy around her finger. Thumb & index brushed the godlen band and then lingered on the hidden scar inside her left hand. It had faded after so many years, but it was still there, like a reminder of… everything.
“Oh, thank you. The magic of the Great Lakes I guess.” A soft smile formed across his lips at her comment. ‘Handsome‘ was the word crossing her mind. Nancy could still see the young Jonathan in the old one, yet time seemed to have improved his good looks. He was just as tall as he had been, but less thin with shorter hair, a slight shadow of stubble and a new confidence ; and his eyes wearier, deeper after years of troubles and worries she didn’t hear about but wanted to learn about. “You look good as well Jon…”
(x)
Раннее
унесла к себе)
какое попадание!
просто хнннннннннг
ну вот у меня снова приступ чувств к стренджер фингз ._.
а у меня он так и не проходил)) постоянно о нём думаю и что-то нахожу по нему.
открытка тебе:
правда мне джонатан еще юного стивена кинга напоминает чем-то) глазами, бровями, просто взглядом
+ stranger things как будто бы он написал где-то в 80е и только сейчас отдал на экранизацию
вот мне тоже)) кажется, что такое сходство не случайно.
+ stranger things как будто бы он написал где-то в 80е и только сейчас отдал на экранизацию
именно)
“𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝…
(( his arms secured her body, moulded her into him and swallowed every sound she had to offer,
welcomed every angle of her hips, until her breathing became faster, laboured… she’d never felt so
full, so whole and complete –it was as if he made up the parts of her she’d never known she’d lacked.
she loved the way he whispered her name against her lips, the way he held her as if she’d break,
loved the way he moved inside of her as if his aim was to have her broken –broken, yet cherished
–cherished, yet sated, content, beautiful. for the first time, she felt truly wanted -loved. ))
…𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚓𝚘𝚗.“
jonathan/nancy older-au is my new religion//////////the despair on jon's face thohe knows she is running away for silly reasonsand she knows he can read her like an open book(he always had been able to do so since highschool)so nancy prefers to fleeb/c she is not ready to show any weakness once againnot ready to give her heartnot ready to get hurtdespite knowing he is the only person unable to hurt herdespite having experienced the most wonderful night with the most gentle manand the most unpleasant part is that if she needs timeshe knows he would give her eternity((( as you can see i need more jancy fics in my life )))older au
я когда про них вспоминаю сразу тепло на душе становится))
youffievalentine.tumblr.com/au
youffievalentine.tumblr.com/tagged/fanfic
archiveofourown.org/tags/Jonathan%20Byers*s*Nancy%20Wheeler/works
вот я решила, что буду следовать по рекам этой девочки с тумбы. она собирает много хорошего.