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[kaspbraakspeaking]

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“Why the fuck would he think it was a good idea?”

Eddie had been more than on board when Richie decided to it was time to leave town, and he had luckily, not unpacked just yet. Instead of having to pack, like he would have to if he had taken anything out, he was pacing in Tozier’s room, ranting like his life depended on it.

“‘Oh hey, come back to Derry to get killed’, seriously, what the fuck?”

[deadlytes]

@beepbeepfcker gets a plotted thing!

eddie trails after the others, a tightening feeling in his chest causing him to lag just a bit behind. richie is a few feet ahead of him, and he thinks maybe if he just tells richie... it doesn’t have to be some grand announcement, just... just something he gets off his chest in case... well, in case they all die. he jogs a bit to catch up to his friend, reaches out a hand to the other man’s shoulder. “...hey, rich? can i... can i tell you something, real quick?” he feels his throat dry out just at the thought of talking about it. it’s silly, really, but... he knows richie will understand. the past few days have been making them all do crazy things; what’s an odd sexual confession between friends?

[sacrifiction-blog]

i'm not wearing a bra (:

i’m not even gonna dignify this with formatted text or an answered banner.  i want you to sit here and think about what you’ve done.

[mxwellsa]

𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐟𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 : “  𝑖’𝑚  𝑛𝑜𝑡  𝑔𝑎𝑦,  𝑎𝑛𝑑  𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡’𝑠  𝑤𝘩𝑎𝑡  𝑖  𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑!  ”

bo     burnham     sentence     starters                    /                    @beepbeepfcker

     𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒      𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓,                     and    she    takes    a    small    step    away    from    her    friend    with    hands    raised.           ❛           whoa,      rich.    deep    breath,    dude.    no    one    said      anything      about    that.           ❜           eyes    have    a    worried    glaze    about    them,    teeth    grazing    over    her    lower    lip    for    a    second.    she    wants    to    ask    him    what    the    outburst    was      really      about,    but    she    also    knows    she    can’t    push    richie    too    hard.           ❛           you    know,    it’s    not    like    it’s    an      issue      if    you    are.    i    mean,    at    least    not    to      me.      and    i’m    sure    the    others    would    agree.           ❜

[placebofied-blog]

“you’ll feel better once you eat.”      @beepbeepfcker

the rational side of his brain knew that, yes, richie was right. he'd feel a lot better once he ate because he'd been drifting between consciousness and sleep for the last few hours and he definitely cannot remember the last time that he ate even before that. on the other hand, it's richie. and eddie always wants to tell him to fuck off. it's second nature now, isn't it? their way of communicating. and eddie doesn’t know what to do when they aren’t snarking at each other, aren’t in a constant back and forth. it’s their way. he frowns despite himself, looks at the food that’s been handed to him. it looks like shit. he feels like shit.      “’m not fuckin’ hungry,”     he mumbles, childish. feels like he’s earnt the right to be childish, too. he’s been stabbed. more than once, for fuck sake!     “stop acting like a mother duck, rich,”     he mumbles again, because he can. because he’s angry and he’s sad and he’s tired and... and... and he’s fucking hungry, after all. the thought is ignored as he takes a bite, and. yeah, it doesn’t taste as bad as he thought it would, but he’s not admitting that. 

[creaturechased]

Lyric Starter | @beepbeepfcker

——- ❝ I know it’s hard to let go ❞

[sacrifiction-blog]

@beepbeepfcker  said :  🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆 send  eddie  nudes ,  coward.

[ sms  --  loverboy ]  oh wow, what’s the occasion? [ sms  --  loverboy ]  holy fuck

[ sms  --  loverboy ]  rich STOP

[ sms  --  loverboy ]  WHAT THE FUCK HOW MANY ANGLES CAN YOU GET OF THE SAME DICK

[kaspbraakspeaking]

@beepbeepfcker

It wasn’t that he was angry with them, he wasn’t even sure how he managed to survive long enough to get out. It was still somewhat of a blur, the brain could block memories of trauma apparently, and that had definitely been traumatic. He couldn’t blame his friends for thinking he was dead and leaving him there, but he had still gotten apologies when visiting each other to let them know he was, indeed, alive.

Richie was last on the list. Eddie had wanted to be there in person, not to have it be dramatic, but because he wanted to see them. He now had a small scar on his cheek, and an even larger one on his chest, but he had made it.

There was a pause when it came to ringing the doorbell, like there had been for everyone, but in the end, like everyone else, Eddie managed to ring it. He could only imagine what smartass remark would come out of Tozier’s mouth.