#byerstrange

[whittledgiraffes--a-blog]

“yeah, probably karma.”

          @byerstrange. // sc.

[redheadliner]

      ❛    it  seems  to  me,  in  a  short  time,  i’m  getting  more  open - hearted.    ❜

@byerstrange   .   lyric  starter  call  :  the  name  of  the  game

[derryrosie-archived]

          THE MEMORIES ARE FUZZY, elizabeth’s childhood becoming a messy blur of what it was. every time she tried to focus on people from her past before the age of ten she felt a migraine come along. only small specific memories seem to remain from before then, like getting a camera for her eighth birthday or a sweet smile of a faceless boy but nothing more. 

          WHY SHE’S THINKING OF THE PAST IS BEYOND HER, her future is through doors that a mere five feet in front of her. nyu, a school she’s dreamed of going to since she was six. hands tighten around the strap of her bag, nerves slowly filling through her but god forbid that stop her from becoming the world famous photographer she’s always wanted to be. 

          A WHIRLWIND OF THINGS HAPPEN AND SUDDENLY SHE’S PUSHED TO THE DORMS, eyes sparkling softly as she makes her way through. it was so shocking to finally be here. where she always wanted to be. she’s so caught up in the moment that as she walks through the halls she runs into someone, pulling her out of her daze.

          SWEET BROWN EYES LOOK UP, cheeks blossoming red like roses as she fumbles out an apology. ‘ i-i’m so sorry- i was daydreaming and then- well i kinda ran into you- are you okay ? you weren’t holding a drink or anything were you ? ’

@byerstrange. // plotted.

[trustbitchin]

starter call // @byerstrange

F I N G E R T I P S graze along S M O O T H surface of pristine P H O T O G R A P H S captured by the introverted visions of the older B R O T H E R to her most trusted confidant, “Can you show me how to?” They really are very B E A U T I F U L, “These are very good. Did you know it? I want to make pictures too.”

[vintagewritten]

♡ ( Nancy ? )

send  ❛ ♡ ❜  to suddenly hug my muse ! // @byerstrange

          they’re hot and sweaty and disgusting and she can feel her drenched hair and clothes sticking to her body in the most uncomfortable of ways, but none of that matters. she would put up with the discomfort for as long as she needed to if it meant being there for jonathan. she wasn’t going to leave his side. there wasn’t a force on this earth that would be strong enough to pry her away. he needed her and she needed him and it was as simple as that.

          so when he’d turned and hugged her so tightly that she could feel her lungs constrict, she clung to him just as desperately. she didn’t know what else to do. she didn’t have the words to make him feel better, she doubted that any reassurances she could ever think to mutter would make much difference as it was. no, instead she would hug him back for as long as he needed and wouldn’t let go.          they couldn’t lose will. they just couldn’t. she wasn’t equipped to deal with that. none of them were. they’d already had to go through the motions once before, and nancy didn’t think she could bear to have to watch them do it again. none of the byers deserved that.

          so, she would hold him and pray to whatever entity that would listen for will to make it through this and for everything to be okay.

[derryrosie-archived]

          THE SUMMER IS FLEETING, elizabeth filled with a sense of dread that’s both familiar and unknown. the flowershop becoming a place of panic unknowingly. she can’t seem to hide from the shadows, the voices in her mind that taunt her. memories tend to just pop up, sending her into a panic that has her sobbing and shaking. only her brother knew why these attacks would happen, why she would wake up at night screaming.

          SHE NEEDED A DISTRACTION, something that would get her mind out of the memories, that would give her something to do or think about. a girl who elizabeth had met working at the flowershop had showed up again, inviting her and any of her friends to the bonfire that was happening that night, exactly what elizabeth needed. so she was quick to call jonathan, pleading for him to come with her. 

           WHEN THEY ARRIVED SHE WAS QUICK, pounding back a beer before grabbing another and sitting down on one of the logs. she didn’t say much, she just drank and watced teenagers make out and party. eyes focusing on the fire and for once she feels a little at peace until jonathan speaks up and she freezes. pulling down her sleeve she looks to the side, swallowing thickly. ‘ it’s nothing jonathan... forget it... ’

@byerstrange. // continued.

[trustbitchin]

this is so fake considering they're playing my sons but i really love reed @zombcy a lot i just enjoy the fact that i can talk to them abt will all the time and it gives me a lot of feels!! i also love becks, @byerstrange for their incredible jonathan and also!! ozzy @byersxbrother who is another great boi :'))))

Send me tumblr users you adore and why?

@zombcy @byerstrange @byersxbrother WAOW I CONCUR AF.

[immortalongings]

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ask-my-muse-questions // accepting!

Thank you so much for sending in the ask. I, weirdly enough, just answered this question here . But if you want to know anything else feel free to send in a different question!