#joyce byers young

[neblisi]

[hawkyon-days]

I'm actually really sad about Bob's death, more than most other deaths. He was just a sweet guy who really loved joyce and therefore loved her sons. He just wanted them to be able to live a normal life and still helped them when he got completely blindsided by the supernatural horrors:(

[writingjoycebyers]

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…)

?!?!?!?

[mikeweasel]

The casting is elite

[pjlotrkwt]

I swear this ship was a joke at first...

[winonaispookie]

Winona Ryder casually being the hottest person at court ever

[cazzythefrogking]

okay but wynona ryder as hope lupin>>>

[tabataforever]

Joyce and Hopper 😻😻😻

[kwikquik]

The spin-off I’d watch joyfully is the Party as little nerdy elementary school kids meeting each other and all the antics of their extended family life and school life and bullies and fantastical DND campaigns and biking adventures all the way up through right before stranger things happened.

Bonus: The teens’ lives as awkward tweens and angsty middle schoolers? Yes! Hopper and Joyce at their messiest but silently each others’ biggest champions? Yes!

[groovinrightalong]

Started a new fic that nobody asked for🫡

It’s not posted yet but I’ll let y’all know when it is! I wanted to do Mike and Karen stuff because honestly ANY of the Wheeler relationships are so fascinating to explore and I also was listening to fifties music and decided I wanted to write about Karen being Mike 1.0 (aka, a repressed gay teenager in love with their friend)

In other words, Mike finds out that the odd trend of Wheelers falling for Byers is, in fact, genetic.

(Joyce and Karen fic>:3)

Is this interesting would people read it

[neblisi]

[heavencasteel420]

Trying to decide how much Jonathan and Nancy are going to reveal/conceal in their Tonight, Tonight correspondence, and I think it’s going to go like this: she’s going to be very, very open about the weird self-destructive shit she’s doing (to the point that she’s a little mortified when he actually writes back instead of her letter disappearing into the ether) but very circumspect about the supernatural stuff (since it’s potentially very upsetting to him personally). And he’s going to be open about the supernatural stuff that he’s doing with [redacted] (because for a long time he thinks he’s just giving some New Age hippie ideas a shot) but not so much about his personal circumstances (as he is not in a good situation and is increasingly like “okay! This is even worse than I thought!”).

[starlightshadowsworld]

Joyce: You mind putting my son down...

Mr Harrington: puts lil Jonathan back down we were just playing around.

Lil Jonathan: stands protectively infront of lil steve.

Joyce: What can we do you for? Puts a light hand on both kids shoulders. Bby Will is poking his head out from behind her leg.

Mr Harrington: Rolls his eyes Obviously I'm here to pick up Steven. Seeing as he never came home today eyes Steve who hides fearfully behind Jonathan Come on.

Lil Jonathan: glares

Joyce: looks down at Steve, eyes warm and voice gentle Hunny, do you want to go with this man.

Lil Jonathan: shaking his head frantically. Mum don't!

Joyce: gently Steve, it's okay sweetheart.

Lil Steve: clutching Jonathan's shirt with tears in his eyes. Looking up at her. no... No Mrs Byers.

Joyce: ruffles his hair, looks at Mr Harrington with cold eyes you heard him, thanks for stopping by.

Mr Harrington: You really want to mess me? We all know your crackpot of a husband isn't here to help you.

Joyce: snorts I have and will never need that man to fight my battles.

Mr Harrington: looks at Steve your mother's back home crying, she's been worried sick. And now you disgrace us by going to these backwater peseants?!

Lil Steve: flinches

Lil Jonathan: angry Fuck off! Leave him alone you big bully!

Mr Harrington: You will regret this Steven, I'll make sure of it.

Joyce: The only you thing you'll be doing is leaving me and my children alone before I call the police. And now I am good friends with the Cheif.

Mr Harrington: You'll regret taking him, he's nothing. You won't last a week until your throwing him back at us leaves

Lil Steve: crying

Joyce: heart breaks oh Steve... Kneels down and hugs him.

Lil Steve: I'm sniff sorry for causing you trouble Mrs Byers.

Joyce: None of that dear, a friend of Jonathan is a friend to me.

Lil Steve: Really? 🥺

Joyce: Really, your family dear, and you are safe now. I promise kisses his head.

Lil Jonathan: wiggles into the hug with Bby Will yeah! We've got you.

Lil Steve: But you got hurt cos of me.

Lil Jonathan: I'd do anything for you, your my brother.

Lil Steve: 🥺I've never had a brother before.

Joyce: chuckles and now you get two.

Bby Will: 😊!

Lil Steve: let's himself be held and smiles

[writingjoycebyers]

Just a quick update:

I HAVENT WATCHED VOLUME TWO YET AND I I AM FUCKING OVERWHELMED JOPPER IS ENDGAME AND ONCE IVE WATCHED IT I AM GONNA BE BACK AND TYPE THE HELL OUTTA THIS BLOG

thanks.

[lucassinclaer]

okay, nobody pay attention to me, it's just that once she finally slows down and looks at what jonathan's been doing, joyce is so impressed and sorrowful and that's when jonathan starts to let it out. the guilt and the sadness and the fear, and he says he can't tell her but he clearly needs to, pay no attention to me, i am FINE—

[indianastarcourt221]

Hopper's last words to Joyce before his deployment were harsh. Hurtful. Sarcastic. Snarky. He doesn't even remember exactly what he said, and his recollection of events is foggy. But he can't forget her big brown eyes staring up at him, shocked. The stunned silence. The way her expression spit venom in his direction before she turned and walked away.

He tried to push it to the back of his mind, but it bothered him. Once, when things get really rough, a friend asks him if he has any regrets. At first, he doesn't want to answer. He's never been the sharing type. But it's been eating at him like a parasite. He can't get it out of his head. He hurt the girl he loved just because she wouldn't love him back.

Years later, after returning from the Russian prison, his mind drifts back to when their relationship grew sour. He wonders if she has it memorized, or if it managed to slip her mind like it did his. If she remembered, would she hate him? Would she have ever come to his rescue with such a nasty memory in her head?

So he asks her about it. He waits until darkness falls so that he doesn't have to see the pain written on her face. She says she feels a vague pulse of hurt and disappointment, but she doesn't remember what even led up to that moment. The past few years have swallowed many memories whole, even painful ones.

He apologizes anyways. He says he's sorry for something he only half remembers, and she hugs him so tight that he can't not cry. Her compassion for him in that moment is endless, and he cries into her shoulder until the tears just stop.

Her love is limitless. For that, he is grateful.

He prays that he won't ever hurt her like he did back then.

He couldn't live with himself if it happened again. So he holds her, and tells her, and hopes that she really understands how sorry he is.

For the times he didn't believe. For abrasive words. For leaving her behind, even though he really had no choice.

She has forgiven him. Now, he just has to forgive himself.