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WELCOME TO / THE LOSERS CLUB, ASSHOLE ! ind. original character for stephen king’s IT, with a stranger things side verse. influenced by both the 2017 movie & the book.
※ TRUE BLOOD 1x06: COLD GROUND SENTENCE STARTERS ※
starters from the sixth episode of the first season of hbo’s “true blood”! feel free to change names/pronouns/etc.! more true blood
“Get your fuckin’ hands off of me.”
“Pull it the fuck together.”
“Holy hell, we got ourselves a serial killer.”
“Maybe I could use a little air.”
“Do you think you could apologize to me some other time?”
“They sleep, just not at night.”
“Hightened senses are a common side effect of our condition.”
“She welcomed you with open arms, didn’t she?”
“Is that one hell of a plus-sized coincidence or no?”
“I suspect whoever did this is targeting people who associate with vampires.”
“Don’t worry about me.”
“I am so sorry for your loss.”
“Nothing says I’m sorry like a tuna cheese casserole.”
“She was just an angel sent from heaven, too good for this world.”
“I’m not moving.”
“What a good way to look at it.”
“You really are smarter than anyone gives you credit for.”
“I shouldn’t have lost it like that.”
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”
“I can’t even think straight.”
“You know, you’re not their entertainment.”
“I’m not sure I’m feeling anything. I’m just numb.”
“Stop worrying about being so damn appropriate. This is not an appropriate event.”
“Thank you for getting me out of there.”
“Put it in your nightstand, just in case you change your mind.”
“I will guard it with my life.”
“I know, I know, I’m late. My alarm broke and I couldn’t find my phone.”
“It’s not like you’ve known a lot of vampires. Kind of takes getting used to.”
“Not everyone’s as open-minded as you.”
“You should hear the things people are saying.”
“Not all vampires are like that.”
“I’d fuckin lose it if anything happened to you, you know that?”
“When I’m around him, I don’t know how to explain it exactly, but it’s like I almost feel normal.”
“You ought to be ashamed of yourself!”
“Look at you! I don’t even recognize you anymore!”
“If there’s anything I can do, you call me.”
“Get the fuck out of here. Please.”
“What the hell are we gonna do with all of this?”
“You don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere.”
“This whole world’s just plain crazy.”
“Oh my fucking god, this is about to get ugly.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I can make up for everything. I can. It’s not too late.”
“I especially liked the part where you told the whole town to shut the fuck up.”
“How about you take a bath, and I’ll find us some stupid movie on TV.”
“I don’t want to be alone right now.”
“Why do you try to turn everything into a fight?”
“Why’s it so hard just to let people be nice to you?”
“I want something real in my life.”
“Do it. I want you to.”
“Out.” “I thought–” “Did I fuckin’ stutter?”
random vic criss facts / hcs !!
( based off of content from the book, the 2017 movie, & my own interpretation )
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This was the closest he got to being exactly like Victor Criss.
( my aesthetic is vic being the ONLY one in the bowers gang that tries not to piss the others off bc he knows all his friends can & will fuckin kick his ass )
Ugh fuck I was hoping your blog died finally. Go away again nobody wants or needs your shitty Vic portrayal here
“here’s a glass of whatever.” - Henry!
&. meme.
❛ gee … thanks. ❜ his tone was bleak & unenthusiastic, but he meant it in a JOKING way. that traditional victor criss sense of dry & half hearted humor. he peered down into the glass of what he HOPED was water for a second, lifting his gaze to give henry a dubious, doubtful look. coming over to henry’s place was ALWAYS an experience.
“did you think i forgot?” - Tate!
&. meme.
the boy offered a vague shrug, keeping his eyes trained on the ground as the two walked. his backpack felt like a DEADWEIGHT on his shoulder – christ, he was exhausted – & he stayed silent for a few long moments. victor criss NEVER had much to say. ❛ i don’t know. ❜ TRULY a way with words.
“but did you do it?”
&. meme.
❛ no. he got away. ❜ victor’s statement was simple, but his voice was STRAINED as he took another drag from the cigarette balanced between his fingertips. he’d always been FAST, agile, all the other things that would help him catch those fucking losers, but GOD, that little fucker could run.
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
&. meme.
❛ what’s yours ?! ❜ the words were snarled out, a desperate demand, confusion & offense dripping from his tone. victor criss would NEVER understand this kid, in a bittersweet sort of way ; from the way his friends loved him despite his TRASH MOUTH to the way he just couldn’t learn to shut up no matter what happened to him. both hands were still knotted on either side of the kid’s shirt, so he used it as LEVERAGE, to yank him forward & hit him against the locker again. somehow, it came off more personal than a normal bully beating. he was JEALOUS.
"Do it. I dare you."
&. meme.
vic was DEAD silent for a couple split seconds, seconds that stretched out & felt like years to the boy who had his hand twisted in his friend’s shirt collar, knuckles white with strain & splotched with LOVELY lavender bruises. his other hand was balled up into a fist, half - raised in a wordless threat. his features were twisted into a characteristic scowl. but then he let go. vic criss wouldn’t hit patrick, he knew THAT much, at least – but GOD, he wanted to. he wanted to so bad. he took a step back, allowing patrick to step away from the wall he had been slammed him against seconds before. ❛ sorry. ❜
five word prompts
an-exotic-writer:
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
( let vic criss sit in the passenger side 2k17 !!!!!!! )
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( feel free to send anons for vic ! )
❛ what’s your damage ?? ❜
WELCOME TO / THE LOSERS CLUB, ASSHOLE ! ind. multi muse for stephen king’s IT, consisting of one original character, eddie kaspbrak, & richie tozier.