THEY'RE BULLSHIT

but the days get harder in november love grows colder in the winter all the things you say, I'll remember promise that you'll keep my love with ya

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had a bit of a rough day today and really just need to sleep. have work all day tomorrow so i’ll be on after that

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bcautifultrauma:

“you’re lucky not to know, but i’ll ruin that and tell you they’re little packets of detergent..” she sighed, “but how exactly do you know that?”

“little packets of detergent? why are people eating little packets of detergent?” he asked, “i don’t know. i know a lot of random things like that.”

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darkhistoried:

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bill tugs off one of his gloves and holds it out to eddie. “here, you can at least keep one of your hands warm until we get back to the house.” a small smiles tugs at his lips. “i’m surprised that you don’t carry a couple of pairs with you at all times.”

“fine, but now one of your hands is going to be cold.” he points out, shoving the gloves onto his hand. “it’s hard to carry around random stuff like that without a fanny pack.” he laughs, “i didn’t realize it was going to be cold.”

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darkhistoried:

there’s a laugh and he immediately drops his hand back to the side, not daring to try twice. “and i bet no one else has their b-bikes.” he squeezes eddie gently with the arm he has wrapped around his shoulders. “i’m sure we can find some for all of you if we have to. even if we get them used- i think i could help fix them up.”

“how are you the only one who got their bike? that doesn’t seem fair.” he continued to do what he did best, pout like a child. “i'm sure you're the only one who really knows anything about bikes, we could probably use your help. and then we could bike around and do dumb stuff like we used to.”

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darkhistoried:

bill squeeze’s eddie’s hand tightly, moving to wipe it away when the first tear streaks down his cheek. he knew it was impossible to believe, he was still struggling to believe it himself but he wanted to. “i want to. it felt so r-real.” and bill knows that’s not a convincing answer but that was how he felt about the whole thing. “no, he didn’t understand why i was so upset to see him. his arm was there.” he squeezes his eyes shut and more tears streak down his cheeks and he holds onto eddie’s hand like it’s a lifeline. “i-yes, if it’s h-him i’ll, i d-don’t know what i’ll do.”

“this island’s strange. maybe it IS real.” he finds it hard to wrap his head around how georgie could just show up here, ALIVE. there were few things he doubted ever since that summer, but people rising from the dead was one of them. it made him uneasy. “his arm was there. that’s good, right? at least he doesn’t remember anything.” he watched as tears fell down his friend's face and squeezed his hand tigher. it was hard to see bill so upset. “maybe it’s a good thing, you know? you get georgie back. that’s a GOOD thing.”

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oftozicr:

“you know it.” richie smiled, not really wanting to do eddie’s mom any harm. he just wished that she hadn’t fooled him like she did. “i guess so…” it was scary. especially the idea of him going missing and no one finding him, being all alone. or worse. dead. and the room full of those clown dolls didn’t help either. that was something he really hated. luckily he didn’t come across a werewolf because that would’ve made him shit his pants. “alright alright, it’s not coming back.” it probably would but he didn’t want to give his friend a panic attack. he remembered what ben said about it returning every 27 years. but if pennywise does show up again, they’ll be ready and defeat it once and for all as a team. “you can. if you go into the water…” richie didn’t want to suggest it at first but if it’s what eddie really wanted… “but the downside of that is that you might forget all of us too. and i doubt that’s what you want. and i’m not trying to blow my own horn here.”

he knew he was being childish denying the fact that pennywise could come back. he didn’t want to think about that, though. he COULDN’T. he wasn’t sure he’d be able to face it again. he wasn’t sure he could keep his promise. it all seemed TOO much. “i don’t ever want to go back to derry ever again.” he let out a shaky laugh. derry had been where he met his best friends, but it had also been where he met his bullies and a child eating demon. he could do without seeing the small town ever again. “i’m not going in that water.” he looked at richie as if he was crazy. “i want to forget, but i don’t want to forget you guys. the thought of that scares me more than the clown, i think.”

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oftozicr:

“you just want to scare the shit out of me!” richie squinted his eyes at his friend, knowing exactly that that was the reason. “seriously, i’ve seen you looking at me. i can’t help it that i’m so damn handsome.” the boy was mostly teasing and had this idea in his head. hopefully eddie wouldn’t hit him or get all angry like a five year old throwing a tantrum. “here are your eight million germs!” he quickly called out before giving his friend a kiss on the lips.

“now, was that so bad?!” richie just shrugged casually.

“yeah, of course i do. can you blame me?” he squinted back at richie, he wanted payback. “you’re just so weird looking, it’s hard to look away.” he heard his friends comment, but before he could think of a response, he felt his friends lips on his. he’d kissed girls before, but never a boy. he wasn’t supposed to kiss boys, at least that’s what his mother had told him his whole life. “YES, rich. it was so bad.” he took a puff at his aspirator, rolling his eyes at his friend. “why do you have to do that shit?”

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hello. i have a headcanon that eddie’s mom was super homophobic ( i can’t remember if this is ever outright mentioned in the book?? if it is someone, lmk ) but that has kind of caused him to push down his emotions and makes him scared to even admit to himself that he’s gay?? like he's just scared to accept this part of himself. if anyone wants to help him deal with that, hmu because a cool plot. i just wanted this written somewhere on my blog because this is a huge part of his character to me, i don’t know.

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georgiedcnbroughx:

that explanation reminded georgie of someone bill once talked about. he knew his brother had a few friends but he never officially met them. “sounds like a fun person to have around. maybe not all the time.” the blonde chuckled. georgie only had three friends back home, but his brother was his bestest. “it really is nice to have him around. i wouldn’t know what to do without him. what about you? are you alone here?” he would feel bad for the guy if he was since no one deserves to be in a place like this all by themselves. “i thought so. i’ve heard billy mention that before. that makes you one of his friends, right? never really met you guys before. oh, he’s my big brother.”

“no family with me, but i have a couple of my friends.” he shrugged, a smile on his lips at the thought of his friends. “your big brother?” he repeated, feeling his mouth go dry. he could feel his fingers reaching towards his aspirator, his mouth unable to find words. it was strange, almost PAINFUL, to see the little boy so grown. “georgie?” he asked, wide eyed. he took a puff of his aspirator and stared at the boy in front of him. he could see the little boy he once knew in his eyes, and he was sure his heart was going to beat out of his chest. “jesus, no way it’s you. i have to be dreaming.”

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merelyporcelain:

“ THAT’S JUST BECAUSE IT SEEMS so obvious. people however aren’t that reflective of their actions… for the most part. not of themselves or ANYTHING around them. ” el mused, briefly thinking back to all the people in hawkins that had been FOOLED by the lab — or even had been mistaken about her. “ yes. i think that’d help A LOT. or you stay at home &&. watch tv. ” she offered seriously.

“yeah, i guess so.” he smiled, admiring how beautifully she spoke. “i think it’s kind of scary for people to think about their actions. might bring up some unwanted baggage.” he shrugged, “maybe, but that’s a bit depressing.”

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cursedheroes:

“Let’s just say that shapeshifters and enchantments barely scratch the surface of the things I’ve seen.” She wasn’t about to go into detail; chances were he wouldn’t believe her even if she did. “If there’s a way in, there’s always a way out.” Being trapped wasn’t something she was prepared to accept.

“cool. i’ve seen a child-eating clown, so sort of the same thing.” he shrugged, a small laugh escaping his lips. could he really joke about it yet? he wasn’t sure. “you would assume, but i’m not too sure about that anymore.”

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bcvmvrsh:

(¸.• ♛ → “Yeah, me too, I just love all of you” She said with a small smile, wow, yeah, Eddie’s hair was really soft but then again, he always take care of himself “I saw him today earlier, he actually looks good and he’s studying, he seems doing more than just fine. I do hope they show up soon and we can be complete”

“we love you too. you know that, right?” a soft sigh escaped his mouth as he curled closer to his friend. “what’s he studying? me too. is it bad we’re hoping they show up on this weird island?”

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bcvmvrsh:

(¸.• ♛ → A small sigh escaped from her lips and just this time leaned a bit to be close to Eddie and gave him a small kiss on the lips, was just a chaste one and very smalll, Bev pulled away and sat down in her chair like nothing happened “See? No germs, relax”

eddie froze as beverly kissed him. he had kissed girls before, but none were his fridas. it’s weird to kiss your friends, wasn’t it? “BEV! you can’t just kiss someone without asking.”

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[ofplacebo]

i’m in this sort of funk and i can’t really explain it, but i have no muse and for some reason responding to my messages seems like a daunting task. i’m not ignoring anyone, please don’t think that. i know i said i’d be on tonight, but as the night goes on it just seems less and less likely. i’m so sorry for being spotty and shitty lately. i’m seeing one of my favorite people tomorrow, so hopefully that’ll get me out of this funk and i’ll be on both eddie & klaus then (and reply to the messages i need to). i love u all!!!

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i’m about to pass out and i feel super sick. rest of eddie and klaus replies will come later tomorrow as i have a lot of studying to do during the day!

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stvrbound:

closed starter for @ofplacebo

he didn’t really have things he needed to move into his new home, but he wanted to make the place feels somewhat his, remnants of the rest of the losers strewn all over. after class, he’d stopped out and bought a few things, some the losers would probably laugh at him for, but they’d been laughing at each other since they meant and ben found he didn’t mind their laughter. he hadn’t been able to see all of them yet, so when he found the door unlocked, ben’s chest constricted in anxiety and excitement for who would be just behind the door. “hello?” he called out, setting his things down on the counter. “bev, you home?”

everyone was gone for the day, having various reasons to need to get out of their house. but not eddie, he knew ben was moving in soon. ben hanscom, the chubby boy who could build a dam better than anyone eddie had ever met. he hadn’t gotten to see his friend yet, so decided to stay behind and wait for him. he was pulled from his thoughts as he heard ben’s voice calling for bev, a smile on the small boys mouth as he ran to the door. “nope, unfortunately not bev.” he smirked, pulling the other into a hug. “ben. they told me you were moving in with us. i’m so excited you’re here.” he felt like a little kid again with all of his friends showing up here. all they were missing is two. “what’s all this stuff?”