writing: Joyce Byers (née Horowitz)

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Click here for an examplatory prompt list. My asks are open for requests, headcanons and @joyce asks!

For an intro/welcome post on how this blog works, click here. Asks about Joyce can be taken from this list. Please feel free to be creative and make up your own asks or prompt, sentence starters or whatever. I’d love to fill prompts based on songs!

This blog is run by an 18+ person, so might be NSFW at some points. I don’t take or write explicit nsfw. Mentions can happen. This blog might include serious topics. I don’t own anything related to ST or Winona. Please only interact with my posts if you are old enough and please remember to only send in age appropriate asks.

(As to some asks I got into the past I want to say that I only write consensual romantic stories and no ‚illegal‘ stuff!)

Have fun on my blog and be kind ❤️ this is a safe space, please interact respectfully!

This masterlist is a work in progress as my requests are still open. It includes ficlets from my old blog aswell!

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* = slightly nsfw/mature (don’t interact with those posts if you’re a minor)

**= really nsfw (don’t interact with those posts if you’re a minor)

+= young jopper

Ficlets

Christmas ball preparations +

The new dress +

Dancing nights +*

An injury +*

Because I care +

Jealous Joyce

Horsebackriding +

Is that my shirt?*

Trying to fall asleep*

Teach me how to play+

I want a baby*

He walked by+

Joyce’s 21st birthday (part 1)*+

Joyce’s 21st birthday (part 2)*+

When you’re mad+

Kiss after Kamchatka*

A camping trip (part 1)*+

A camping trip (part 2)+

Hungry Eyes

A late Christmas present*+

The fight (Joyce x El)

Beautiful*

Memories of the night before**

Kiss me now+

Not alone

In the daylight**

The knocking sign

Hand in hand (a trip to NY)**

I’ll have an eye on her

Evening wear

You’re not heavy **

You’re safe

You’re beautiful+*

Twice in her life+* (longer one shot, no prompt)

The surprise*

Red!*

Bruises

Nervous+*

Dangerous Mission

Rough hands

Her

Gave you all the best years of my life*+ (longer one shot, no prompt)

Alone at night

Friday Night

The yellow rose+

Friend, old friend*(longer one shot, no prompt)

I come with three wounds (gif-songfic)

Remember the hurt (Joyce x El mother/daughter <3)

Oh Jimmy boy (a Jopper AU Wedding/Little Women Crossover)

Headcanons (that might be like ficlets, too)

Jopper and Spooning

Jopper and Kiss frequency*

Jopper and Gifts

Jopper and Being home alone*

Joyce and Having a crush+

Joyce’s family

Joyce and three types of kisses*

Jopper and buying an engagement ring

Joyce and what she loves about Hop

Jopper and their date at Enzo’s

Joyce’s birthday

Joyce and interrupted intimacy

Joyce and being pregnant

Joyce and being pregnant II/Hopper is jealous

Prelude to Joyce being pregnant parts 1&2

Asks for Joyce

On Hopper hiding El

On Valentine’s Day

Back and Forth in Time (my Multichapter Jopper fic from 2020)

Prologue: Worry

To be continued!

ficlets and headcanons whenever I come here from the real life side of things! I’m always happy about constructive feedback or suggestions on my writing and PLEASE SHARE <3

xx writingjoycebyers!

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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?

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