#asscveration

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[derryrosie-archived]

             She’s quiet, trying to find a flower the girl would like while keeping her in her sights. She’s heard of Jane, wanting to be her friend and help her ( Elizabeth is advanced beyond belief in most of her classes ). Soft eyes find the daisy and it takes all of her will not to cheer happily. She pauses, looking over at Jane before smiling, easily exiting the bushes and making her way over. She’s quiet at first but it doesn’t take long for the blonde to open her eyes. Elizabeth offers the flower with a soft smile before sitting down next to her. 

             “I thought it suited you...” She admits softly, propping one knee up to connect with her elbow that holds up her head. Truth be told Lizzie had wanted to talk to Jane for a while now, only find the courage to do so now. A heartwarming smile is offered to the younger girl, a hum escaping the Tozier. “I’m Elizabeth by the way... Everyone calls me Lizzie...” She explains, now much more bashful than before.

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[wickedpaths]

“I just want to go home.”

her voice is small, quiet, as if she didn’t want to bother anyone -----but he hears her, fingers intertwining with hers despite suppressed distaste ( don’t touch don’t touch don’t touch ). 

it’s not her first party, but it’s her longest so far, ( and probably weirdest, too ) and he understands her dread ----the evening seemed to stretch, seemed to keep getting longer and longer instead of shorter, like time was honey, dripping agonizingly slow.

“ it’s not long anymore. ” he’s whispering, “ we just have to stay until midnight, say happy birthday, and then we can leave. ” 

he isn’t exactly sure how they’d ended up at this celebration anyways. it wasn’t like they were good friends with the host, but when they had gotten the invitation at school they could hardly say no. they’d both hoped their other friends would be there too, but none had showed ( ‘they were smarter than us, jane, we should’ve stayed home, what are we doing here, i bet they only invited us to make fun of us, we should leave’ ), and despite everything they eventually decided to stay, both clinging to each other with unease.

at least they had each other, eddie thought, and spending time with jane wasn’t half bad, not even when they were sitting alone on a couch while all the others were having fun with some stupid kids’ game.

their hands were still intertwined, eddie noticed, almost inclined to jerk his hand away simply out of habit. weirdly enough, it wasn’t as bad with jane as it was with most other people upon touch ----there was no crawling sensation taking over his hand, no itch he knew scratching wouldn’t cure, no slowly spreading drowsiness of thoughts about disease, dirt, sickness, let go. let go, do you want to die?

but this was jane, and jane was good, jane was... pure, clean, and he gave her hand a little squeeze, lips twitching into a lopsided grin as he tugs on her. 

“ hey. i’m glad we’re here. i know it sucks, but... at least we’re here together, right? ”

and when he presses a quick, maybe-only-imagined kiss to her cheek in a rare moment of bravery, her blush is probably the prettiest thing he’s ever seen.

[friendpromised-blog]

@asscveration​ !

      HAND TAKES HERS, tugging her away from the crowds, out of the bustling room and into the hallway. Here, it’s suddenly quiet; no lights shine brightly from the ceiling, no music lulls children into a swaying dance. Soft smile frames freckled features, a smile he’s unable to dismiss. She’s here. She’s REAL. No more imagining dark eyes smiling back at his own, no more pretending to hear her voice. He’s never letting go, he thinks. Now that he’s got her, no matter what happens, he refuses to ever have say goodbye again.

      He pushes open the door to the outside, cool air hitting them as they step out into the chill. It’s refreshing; it grounds him, relieves him of some of his light-headed wonder. Smile tugs into a smirk as he lets go of her hand, shrugging off his jacket and draping it over her shoulders, smooth as ever (though he’s never been smooth). The stars blink down at them, the sky clear; grassy expanse stretches before them and Mike allows himself to just breathe. 

      “I missed you,” he says simply, because it needs to be said, because the words are written a thousand times over on his heart. Smiles again, this time a touch sadder as he looks down at her, though there’s still warmth and affection in his gaze. “But I guess you knew that.”

[dartmouthed]

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for every  ♥  I receive in my askbox, i’m going to recommend a blog ! 

 @hclfwayhappy/ @loserpact ! 

Kit, you ROCK. You were the first person to welcome me in a group chat & honestly, I am just so grateful. Because of you, I feel more at home in this fandom than I ever have in anything. Thank you, thank you, thank you. <3

@asscveration !

Holy buckets. Saoirse, I just love you so much. When I first started as Dustin, I quietly admired your El/Jane and wished so much to talk to you. You have this writing style that is just so unique and beautiful. Thank you for taking the time to talk to me and be my friend. It means the world. 

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Henlo Saoirse here ilysm

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[derryrosie-archived]

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