HE DOESN'T SPEAK / *

I AM BITTER. I AM SEVENTEEN. I AM LOOKING FOR A WAY OUT. penned by mack est. july 17th, 2019.

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            * S H O U L D  I  S T A Y  O R  S H O U L D  I  G O ?

                                                    ( aesthetic board for jonathan byers for @drkrooms )

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if you want to drop our threads because of my absence i understand ! tomorrow i will be going through my eight drafts and writin a bit

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back and better than ever ? 

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Okay howdy folks! I hit 120 followers earlier today, so I wanted to go ahead and make a lil bias list. I’ll also, in the coming weeks, be making random graphics for some of the folks I just couldn’t imagine my dashboard lacking! I’m sorry if I leave you off this list, and I promise that I am thankful for each and every single one of you! Okay! With that, let’s get into this thing!

Keep reading

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@voidjane:♝ : Reading a book together (byers siblings feels pls! thx)

“you got it.” jonathan says encouragingly as he sits next to eleven on the couch. an old mystery novel, dog earred and worn, is being passed between the two of them. he thought it would be a good idea to let her listen some of the time rather than get through all the jumbled words. “you’re doing great.”

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anon: 002 does your muse do anything for their birthday?

jonathan isn’t much for fanfare ! on his birthday he stays in, his mother bakes him a box cake, and he spends time with his family. sometimes he’ll get a gift, but he insists it isn’t necessary (joyce totally does, even if it’s something small). he loves that no one at school knows when his birthday is, honestly. the bigger the deal it is the less of a fan he is.

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rebelbyers‌:

          Fuck.  Her heart sank in her chest at his question, a fresh round of tears springing into her eyes and spilling down her cheeks.  Jamie didn’t know what to say.  She didn’t know what to DO.  She shifted in the water, openly sobbing now.  She didn’t feel like there was much use in hiding what was going on anymore.  It was better for him to find out now than when she eventually started stuffing herself full of chemicals.  Sniffing, she took a deep shaking breath in an attempt to center herself before….., “ It got me. ” The grim statement mirrored what Will had said just before he had been swallowed whole by the Upside Down the first time.  How ironic that they both used it when they were FADING.  Who knows how much time she had left….

jonathan takes a quick, impulsive step backwards at jamie’s statement, feet unsteady as he went from tile to the wooden floor. “what?” he felt his hand go to the door frame, knucles going white. “what do you mean it got you?” there’s panic seeping into his voice. something unsure and scared. he’s being thrown back to a year ago, a hospital surrounded by government doctors. his brothers blank eyes. this wasn’t his brother though, it was his sister. “what got you jamie?” his voice is grave. “tell me.”

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wheelerisms‌:

            HE’D BEEN in the bathroom for what felt like an hour whilst nancy’d been pacing the hall outside its door.   ❛  look, i know you want to avoid me, but don’t you think this is a little immature?  so what? so we had a disagreement —– this isn’t the first!  ❜  words called from the other side before pounding her fist to the door once more, before opting to twist the knob  &&  open the door for herself if it wasn’t locked.   ❛  – and so am i! i just wanna  T A L K !  ❜

“i’m not !” he pressed himself to the floor of the tub, water making the porcelain surface even cooler than it was normally. “nancy! can’t you justt go home, please?” he had felt it, creeping up his spine, wanting to flip on. he would love to solve their spat but he didn’t want to end up dragging nancy down with him. that fight can go left unsettled for all her cares. “we can talk later!”

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@suburbanrenegade said:“You’re cold. Come here.”

jonathan knew nancy was right, of course she was. he could feel the goosebumps rising up on his skin, but he wasn’t particularly inspired to say anything. “okay,” he says as he shuffles closer. just the body heat is better than wrapping his arms around himself. it’s awkward and weird, but in a way that is so nancyandjonathan that he doesn’t question it.

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@rckgod said: “ i’m going to regret this ”

“don’t you usually?” jonathan said, face pinched as he thought about the consequences. it’s not like he hadn’t been in the general vicinity of jimmy before, he knew how these things worked. even if there was a way around it, jonathan isn’t sure if jimmy would take the easy way.

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@readsmindstm: "We need to work on the face you make when you hit people....you look like you just ate a whole lemon raw."

“it’s not like it’s something i plan on experience regularly.” he said, a slow exhale as he inspected his knuckles. he doesn’t understand why he always got into more scrapes when morgan was around. “i’m sure the face i have is just fine.”

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anon said: Roses are red, violets blue, thank you for being you! I absolutely LOVE seeing you on my dash — you’re hella talented. Send this to your fellow writers you love as well. Nothing will happen if you don’t, but if you do, you just might make someone’s day 🌻

thank you ! this means so much especially with how swamped i’ve been this week and worried about what people will think of my absence listen i know it doesn’t matter but i feel like i miss so much and i miss you! i will definitely send this along !

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my queue ran out but i’m still here i promise ! today was just really rough with training

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nancy--wheeler‌:

HELL NO - Nancy had no desire to spend the night in a place like this. Considering how even ten minutes within its walls was making her skin crawl and her heart race, the idea of spending the entire night locked inside made her stomach churn and her palms start to sweat. But there was zero chance of them discovering any kind of valuable truth if they half-assed their investigation. And there was almost NOTHING more important to Nancy than the truth. Besides, if she had Jonathan with her? There was very little to actually be afraid of. “We have to stay the night. Who knows, maybe it’s … it’s all bullshit and we’ll laugh about this later?” she suggested, shining her flashlight to guide both of their steps as they rounded the corner into the ballroom itself. “Well.. this is it. The SOURCE, or so everyone says. This is where all the most recent sightings happened, including … well, that one DEATH.” 

jonathan takes his free palm and wipes it on his jean jacket. ah, a death. sounds so real. “i’m sure nothing is goin’ to happen nance, don’t even worry.” this is the first place that had felt so real. most of the time he could crack a joke or be a little more relaxed. after all, the more relaxed he was, the less scared nancy tended to be. laughing later would be nice though, not that he’d ever tell nancy i told you so . the ballroom may have added at least like, ten levels of doubt to all of his previously held beliefs. “rumors or reported?” he asked, not trusting one local from this crazy town. at least if it was written in a newspaper, it had the tiniest bit more credibility. he swpet his camera across the space. “hello?” he called out as if anyone would answer.

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“ you’re a real life saver, man! ” robin grins, pulling jonathan into a brief, albeit aggressive, hug. probably not a gesture he’ll appreciate too much, but she couldn’t help herself. “ i promise, as soon as things start to dwindle down after dinner, we can totally bail. ” all she needs is a few hours to convince everyone she has a boyfriend, and then the two of them can make some sort of excuse to leave. alone time or… whatever couples do. “ my aunt will be there and she’s nosy as all hell, so we better come up with some answers to her invasive questions. like, for instance, how we got together. ”

jonathan went stiff as robin pulled him in from a hug, mostly from the force and surprise of it. “i’m holding you to that promise.” he said, voice laced with something akin to indifference.  robin was always roping him into something. it’s not like he was one to keep tabs on favors, but this one would be hard to forget. “i’m glad you know what couples do or whatever.” the corners of his eyes crinkled up. “but it’s not that hard, just like how we met in real life but add...romance.”

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WHEN I GROW UP.....

name: jonathan byers

age: 8-10

year: 1975-1977

I WON’T BE AFRAID OF MONSTERS

jonathan byers is a sensitive kid. his classmates think he’s weird. so what if he doesn’t like recess? his favorite days are library days, he sometimes forgets his quarter for a carton of milk. he swipes crayons from the shared bin for his brother to color with. he’s not one for going to other people’s houses for playdates. jonathan byers expects it to be this way his whole life.

UNDERNEATH THE BED

this is a verse that was started from an ask prompt, but i don’t mind writing in it more. it’ll mostly be for teens and adults, because the kids would have been FOUR to SIX between the years this verse takes place. don’t be afraid to im me if you want to write in this verse !

THIS VERSE IS OPEN . ( verse posts can be found here )