sometimes i worry about you, bevvie @bevrly-marsh-blog - Tumblr Blog

jaeden lieberher and chosen jacobs are the softest boys ever i feel like they’re so underappreciated, they both seem so well mannered and well spoken and are so talented!!!!! what good kids i love them

miketoizer

don’t forget my man jeremy ray taylor thank you very much

sunshinestanley

Living Angel™ Jeremy Ray Taylor is a league of his own and is NEVER forgotten

gazebodj

Ok but it’s funny how Eddie was

the only one who said mikes name

Helped Mike up to walk after being beat up by henry douchebag

Seemed to be the only one fond of mike

Maybe Eddie knew mike??? Maybe theyre friends. Idk but that’s some good kasplon right there.

ahsteria

☼ tag yourself: greek gods ☼

athena: unsatisfied with a 99 test grade, could probably commit the perfect murder, underestimated, likes french bakeries, early riser

poseidon: chill, likes beaches, doesn’t try in school but still does fine, filled notebooks, kinda a dick sometimes, sleeps a lot, environmentalist, collects seashells

aphrodite: really good looking and knows it, acts sweet but will legit kill you if you get on their bad side, perfect makeup, fancy starbucks drinks, intimidating

zeus: says they can burp the alphabet but just burps twenty six times, gives zero shits about others, an asshole, racist, sexist, get off my blog if you’re a zeus

heista: warm coffee shops, has a sweet smile, journals, kinda sad inside, a bit of a loner, messy hair, easily likeable but doesn’t know it

hades: listens to emo music, spends 96% of their time on tumblr, hopeless romantic, looks like they can kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll, pretty stressed

#heista

tealesbian

what is it about women wielding deadly weapons that is insanely hot?

tealesbian

oh wait it’s because i’m gay

hunterschafer

stranger things month | day nineteen: favorite hairstyle

lukalunar

mymetime

Oh. My. God

get-fcking-reddie

Richie: *picks up a glow stick and bites down on it seductively*

Eddie: That thing’s been on the ground and you just seriously put it in your mouth?

Richie: Yep, and you still want a piece of this.

Eddie: I know, but why????

tozierbraks

gay nerds!!!

meaty-sweetie

#relatable

itcentral

Let him go! No, I’ll take him! I’ll take all of you! I’ll feast on your flesh as I feed on your fear. Or, you’ll just leave us be, I will take him. Only him, and I will have my long rest and you will all live to grow and thrive and lead happy lives, until old age takes you back to the weeds.

It (2017) dir. Andrés Muschietti

eddiefrogbrak

In the sewers

Pennywise: YOU READY TO FUCKING DIE?

Bev: wha- I’M A BAD BITCH YOU CAN’T KILL ME!

steve-harringtwin

I had the dream about you again. The one where we were down in the Barrens, laughing. The sun was glowing and I was glowing, because i was with you. And I remember how your cheeks flushed from laughter or maybe embarrassment as my fingers touched yours. You didn’t know back then, but I loved you. I still do. Sometimes this doesn’t feel real.

Stan, I wish I could wake up. I wish I could go back to when I was twelve and tell you… something, anything. Save you. Take your hand, fully and completely and tell you that it will all be all right. That that summer was not only possible, but it was real, and we were real and we loved you. I thought you knew… I wake up and all day, I feel like something s missing, and it’s not until I go to sleep that I realize what it is: you.

You couldn’t handle the pain or maybe the fear, or the truth. Maybe if I had told you the truth, back then, you’d be here with me now. What was I so scared of? We had faced our fears in the sewer, and conquered them, and still I couldn’t be myself with you. If I could take it all back, I would. If I knew how it would turn out… what were your last thoughts of? Your wife? The deadlights? Of me? Was it more of a feeling? An icy finger down your spine? Was it relief that you wouldn’t have to face this again? Did you remember us in your last moments, all of us, together? You and me, together? I miss you so much it hurts sometimes. I can’t breathe sometimes.

I haven’t lived a wholesome life, but I’ve lived a good one, one built for me. But… I have regrets, don’t we all? I regret not telling you everything. I regret not holding you a little tighter, a little closer. Not taking you seriously, always, even when you demanded it. When you needed it.

I miss you, Stanny. I hope you’re proud of me.

Yours forever,

Rich