Jonathan Byers

Quiet. Protective. Stubbornly hopeful.

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

ɪ’ᴍ ᴀ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘ/ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅᴏ

Hasn’t slept a full night since 1983.
Still waiting for someone to tell him
it’s okay to put the weight down.

𝙹 𝚘 𝚗 𝚊 𝚝 𝚑 𝚊 𝚗 𝙱 𝚢 𝚎 𝚛 𝚜

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

I am human and, I need to be loved.

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

When did I agree to this?

[𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 @unyieldingwit]

Missing my boyfriends, @nightsung1asses @ShutterByers.

[mar 🦋 #1 jonathan stan!! @byerscentric]

even when they’re mad at each other they’re still acting like an old married couple 😭😭😭

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

He’s immediately and hastily slipping off his generic camera strap and the second that it’s off he carelessly tosses it somewhere across the room. Gently reaching for the new one as he carefully secures it to his camera, it’s perfect.

Yeah, he’d love nothing more than that.

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝑵𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝑾𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑 . @skilledenvoy]

@ShutterByers will receive a new, personalized camera strap with the initials 'J.B' engraved on the very middle, along with some camera rolls for him to use.

Maybe they can take some photographs together?

Happy Valentine's day!

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

The words leave him easily, almost casually until realization hits. His eyes widen just a fraction as he registers what he’s said.

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

His eyes stay fixed on the way her fingers brush along the strap of his camera. It’s ridiculous, really, that he’s feeling a flicker of envy toward an inanimate object, but he can’t help it as he watches her continue to trace the worn fabric.

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

looks at them, he isn’t yearning the way she is. The thought drifts through his mind, pulling him under for just a second, until she speaks again.

And what comes out of his mouth next is entirely the result of that distraction.

“I always focus on you.���

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

“Me too,” he says quietly. “More than you know.”

He presses the halves back together, then hesitates before settling his hand over hers.

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

He flips the sandwiches one last time, both sides now a perfect golden brown. Satisfied, he slides them off the pan and onto waiting plates. He lays the tomato slices inside carefully, topping them with a bit of lettuce.

His entire body goes still when Nancy’s

[𐙚ᅠ៹ NANCY W. ࿔ @qunsplural]

walking towards him ,
wrapping her arms
around his waist.

breathing him in ,
chuckling just a little bit.

" no , you're not ," voice soft , brown eyes gaze up at johnathan , cheek smooshed to his back shoulder blade.

" far from that ," the

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[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

arms wrap around his waist and she rests her cheek against the back of his shoulder. She hasn’t done this in a long time. Hearing her admit that she’s missed this makes something in his chest ache. After a moment, he decides not to overthink it and lets himself relax into it.

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

turn to each other when each of their loved ones go missing.” He continues, voice a little unsteady, finally chancing a glance in her direction “is that , is that okay?”

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

He’s touched when she pushes back on the idea of him being a freak, and a little flustered when she nudges his foot with hers beneath the table. It’s not something he’d expected from her, and a smile finds his lips almost instantly. He wants her to know he’s not ashamed of it.

[𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 @ArmedWheeler]

A breathy chuckle follows his dark joke, because if they couldn’t at least laugh at their twisted path, they might lose themselves in the blackened abyss of all the trauma. And who needed that when she truly was trying to be grateful for the life she hopefully had left to live.-

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

She’s popular, the one all the guys find themselves smitten over, including him but not for the obvious reasons, smaller things. And he’s well, he’s an outcast who is use to blending in and being in the background. But they end up forming this unexpected bond because they

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

I should probably call my mom and let her know I’m staying the night with you. No need to have her send out a search party.”

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

This reunion tonight hadn’t been planned. It hadn’t been scheduled or talked through or carefully orchestrated. It just happened and maybe that’s why it feels so necessary. He’s needed her more than he ever allowed himself to admit. The monsters are gone but that doesn’t

[ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ݁ ۪ ֗ 𝕹𝚊𝚗͟𝚌𝚢ˏˋ♱ @l0nelyh34rtt]

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she kept listening to every one of his words with careful attention, to the softness of his voice, the same tone that had calmed her even in the worst moments. admitting how much it affected her had never been easy; she had always thought it >

[Jonathan Byers @ShutterByers]

The moment her fingers slide into his, he helps her out, shutting the door behind her. He gives her a wide, boyish smile.

“I know I’m technically an adult now,” he says lightly, “but given past circumstances,