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writingjoycebyers · 3 months
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at least in my thoughts I haven’t abandoned this blog. should I start writing for jopper again? If you send me prompts I might write them tomorrow, in a year or never but I feel like I’d love to rekindle the light of this little corner of my tumblr
(Oh, and I’ve got an ao3 now, so…)
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writingjoycebyers · 9 months
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Jopper sketches ;)
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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jopper + looking back at each other 👀
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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What is this I love this oh my!!!!
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A young Hopper and Joyce.
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WINONA RYDER as JOYCE BYERS Stranger Things, Season 4 (2022)
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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I personally really miss the magical trio of Murray, Joyce and Hopper. I would love a story about a typical bar outing between them. Like Murray as a drunk singing ABBA at karaoke! The diamond trio to the rescue!
Yes, I agree! I’ve got some asks about this trio waiting in my inbox but I don’t really know how to write Murray tbh. He’s got a certain kind of humour I’ve not yet tried to embody in any piece of writing. If there are any Murray experts out there, feel free to enlighten me.
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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Askkkkkkk me
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»        headcanon memes inspired by things i like, part 3           inspired by little hope
send in a symbol i’ll answer the corresponding question about my muse!
[ 🫀 ] does your muse make decisions with their head or their heart? perhaps a bit of both?
[ 🏉 ] would you say your muse lives up to their potential? are they trying to, or could they care less?
[ 💥 ] is your muse protective of those they care for? if so, how do they show it?
[ 👓 ] does your muse tend to judge others, or are they more open-minded?
[ 💍 ] does your muse have trouble committing to others? are they comfortable being this way, or would they prefer to be different?
[ 🏛 ] does your muse have any strange interests? do they keep these interests to themselves, or are they comfortable sharing them with others?
[ 🧭 ] does your muse consider themselves a good person? why or why not?
[ 🚓 ] has your muse ever been arrested? if so, what for?
[ 🧬 ] how important is family to your muse?
[ 💀 ] does your muse tend to blame themselves or others?
[ 📖 ] does your muse keep a diary or journal? what do they, or would they, write in a journal?
[ 👻 ] what decisions have your muse made that they regret?
[ 🤱 ] does your muse want to have children? why or why not?
[ ⏰ ] does your muse tend to cling to the past, dream about the future, or look to the present?
[ 🚌 ] what haunts your muse? is there any event in your muse’s past that they can’t move past?
[ 🥀 ] what are your muse’s standards for a romantic partner? are they realistic? why do they have these standards?
[ 👊 ] does your muse favour nonviolence? will they be violent if needed? do they revel in violence?
[ 🩹 ] does your muse prefer to keep the peace or rock the boat? are they a mediator, or do they tend to make others upset?
[ 🌊 ] does your muse have any specific fears? is there a reason why they fear these things?
[ 🏭 ] is your muse happy with their job or career path? why or why not?
[ ✈️ ] does your muse like to travel? have they travelled in the past? where would they like to go?
[ ⚰️ ] does your muse believe in an afterlife? if so, what do they believe the afterlife would look like?
[ 🦁 ] is your muse cowardly, or courageous? what would it take for them to act heroically or selflessly?
[ 🔒 ] what are your muse’s most negative traits? how do these traits influence their lives? (ex. if a muse is aggressive, they may have trouble forming lasting friendships.)
[ ⛓ ] has your muse ever felt trapped? by what?
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Joyce Byers | Stranger Things 2x04
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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Joyce & Hopper | Stranger Things 4x09
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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✨✨✨
Joyce Byers 🎵
Well as you know perfectly well, I/we have several playlists featuring Joyce-themed songs, but I'll go with a few from our general Stranger Things mega-playlist.
I was born tough, torn up And hardened by time I've been let down, all around Discouraged by life And it gets hard not to cry So I have a thousand times
She ain't got no money Her clothes are kinda funny Her hair is kinda wild and free Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me
Although you see the world Different than me Sometimes I can touch upon The wonders that you see And all the new colors And pictures you've designed Oh, yes, sweet darling So glad you are a child of mine
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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can you maybe write about hopper comforting joyce after an argument with lonnie or another partner when they were younger?
Sure ✨ here we go
This is a prelude to this ficlet here: pregnant joyce 1
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She sits on a bench in front of his house, or rather in front of his parents‘ house. He had come back from the army and been trying to find a decent job, thinking about moving to the city one day, making little effort to find our buy a home. The air was fresh and cold, early spring.
That’s when she sees him walking down the road, his tall figure just a shadow in the dark night. She doesn’t say a word as he comes closer, only whispers „Hi, Jim.“ the moment he’s about to enter his parents‘ property.
„Joyce!“, he says and looks surprised. „You? here?“
„yeah, I…“, she stutters, trying to find her words, but it’s not as easy as this. She didn’t even understand it herself, couldn’t really explain why she had left her flat and walked half the town just to sit in front of Jim Hopper‘s childhood home for over an hour.
„Do you wanna come in?“, he just asks. „Want a beer?“
She doesn’t answer the questions but follows him slowly as they cross his parents‘ frontyard and enter the house. They sneak through the hallway and into the empty and dark kitchen. He doesn’t switch on the lights. They sit down at the old, wooden kitchen table together.
„Where’s Lonnie?“, he asks, assuming she should be with her boyfriend instead of him. Ever since that one, complicated night six weeks ago he had always just seen her with him, at the grocery store, the pub, the gas station. Always Lonnie Byers, except for that one single night.
„Bar.“, she says with a sigh.
„And you?“, he keeps asking. He hasn’t been much of a talker lately, not since he’d been at war. But he still wants to find out.
„I’m here. Wasn’t feeling too well, so I left.“
„What is it?“
„Nausea.“
„Did Byers try to get you drunk?“
„Nah. I… didn’t drink. But he did. You know him.“
Hopper just shrugs his shoulders and looks at her. The room is dark but she looks pale.
„So just nausea.“, she repeats, and there was a tone in her voice that tried to tell more, that wanted to talk, even if she wasn’t really sure about what.
„Hm.“
„Probably some bad chicken or something.“, she mumbles, more to herself than to Hopper.
Chicken. Who was she trying to fool?
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Joyce Byers Stranger Things 3 Chapter Four: The Sauna Test | 3.04
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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jopper finally going on that date at Enzo's at the end of s5 would be a far more satisfying ending for them than a wedding
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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charlie and joe saying jopper is their fave ship. david suggesting a bed scene. charlie saying jopper is “getting steamy” oh we won y’all
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writingjoycebyers · 11 months
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One topic I'd like to read more are two: Hop jealous but tries hard to deny it, but badly. And a confrontation between Hop and Lonnie. Because it is right that he is punished by our sheriff!
Okay, I’m back. Please leave some love! I need motivation, input, random chats, whatever.. I mean, just in case anyone is still following my page and writing. I haven’t written in so long! Also sorry - I’m out of writing practice! Currently rewatching stranger things!
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This is the second part to this pregnancy ficlet here!
The light at Melvald‘s general store is bright, too bright, stinging. Joyce hasn‘t felt like herself for the past few weeks, the feeling of joy and curiosity, the little secret inside of her - it has all turned into some kind of nervous anxiety about what the future holds. She stands in front of a shelf packed with baby supplies, a million kinds of pacifiers staring at her as her thoughts wander off. Will she be able to do this?
„Come here, babe!“, a voice yells through the store and that’s it - she‘s back to reality, back from her inside to the outside world, a world full of bright neon lights, grocieries and the rough voice of a man.
„What is it?“ she asks as she crosses the aisles to meet the man, dressed in jeans and a black leather jacket, his hair greasy and his shoes dirty.
„Can you carry this?“, he asks as he looks down on her. He‘s not tall for a man, but she‘s small and has not been eating well or been able to keep in any decent food those past four and a half months. In fact, she‘s skinnier than ever - except for her belly that keeps growing, a vicious circle. In the beginning, when it had just been between herself and the little creature inside of her, it had felt powerful, but now she often found herself thinking that it was taking something away from her, energy, sleep, weight, her whole fucking self.
„Uhm, yeah.“, she says and is not even sure if she‘s able to as the man is handing her a sixpack of beer.
„I don‘t think she should, Byers.“, says another, much darker voice from the other end of the aisle. The store is not even empty, there are a few customers walking around and still she immediately sees him, turns her head around before Lonnie Byers can push the sixpack into her arms. He knows.
Well, she thinks, of course he knows. For a second her thoughts trail off to that one moment last month when she bumped into him in front of the store they were just standing in. Joyce feels a strange kind of nausea creeping up on her and she cannot really tell the reason - her sudden disgust for Lonnie Byers, the presence of Jim Hopper or the baby inside of her.
„Don‘t think that‘s any of your business, Hopper.“, Lonnie snaps, his voice low as Jim Hopper walks over to them. Jim is much taller than Lonnie, wearing jeans and a white shirt and Joyce can even see his muscles underneath. Suddenly, she feels safe because she knows that Lonnie‘s aggression is bubbling up but here, in public, in front of Jim Hopper he‘d never dare to fight because he knows all too well that he‘s got no chance, no chance against a man so much taller, a man with true self confidence. Lonnie was a different kind of man, out of control on the inside and put together in public, at least enough to keep some kind of normal appearences.
„Carry it yourself or put it away, Byers.“, Hopper says and he has not yet taken a single look at Joyce. It makes her even more nervous as she starts to feel like a bystander, a bystander in her own life. Joyce can‘t know it‘s not because he does not want to, does not know that he‘d love to look at her in all ways possible, but that he just can‘t because he would not bear to really see her again, so small and beautiful, carrying the traces of another life under her shirt. Summer was slowly beginning and by now, it was too warm for sweaters, pullovers or jackets, so Joyce was wearing a plain blue shirt and damn, she really could not hide it anymore. She could not hide it and he could not stand that.
Moments pass as the three of them just stand there, Jim staring at Lonnie, Lonnie staring at Jim and Joyce staring at the two of them. Then suddenly, Lonnie breaks the silence. „Alright, Sheriff.“, he whispers ironically, a scoff in his voice as he moves and walks past Jim. Joyce still stands there, it takes her a few seconds to react. „Bye, Jim. Gotta go.“, she whispers, raises her head and looks him in the eyes for less than a second.
„See you.“, he answers as she walks down the aisle, steps behind Lonnie. He can‘t stand it.
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writingjoycebyers · 1 year
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This????
Joyce Byers 1970s Au
-> please send me asks if you associate anything with those words. I imagine looking her like that.
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Now please shoot me your wildest Joyce Byers au ideas!
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writingjoycebyers · 1 year
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Anyone else have a boring day and wanna chat about Joyce or … just chat? Dm me or send aks.
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