#behvvie

[richtozicr]

@behvvie / she told me to do this for her.

richie is ecstatic. since starting to college he hadn’t really talked to anyone, but he did spot someone across from his lecture hall that he automatically thought he recognized. “ sorry, “ he finally says, walking back up to her after his lecture was over-- not having taken his eyes off of her the entire time. a normal person would have thought it was creepy, or maybe richie had a crush on her, but god he hopes that he’s right. fuck what was her actual name? a memory of someone being obsessed with her flashes through his mind. and... an annoying stutter? -----     he won’t question that it’s WEIRD. 

         “ claire standish ay-kay-ay ---- little miss bev marsh, is that you ? “ finally. someone COOL at this fucking school. 

[losermade]

@behvvie said: smooches for richie

Was it cliche to have a crush on the only girl in the group? probably, but she was different. Beverly could and would kick his ass into place and to say he wasnt slightly attracted to it would be a lie to himself.

"ah govnah ! I guess its us now ! the otha fellows left us to tha weeds" the teen waved his hand around as he walked his bike next to her. He felt his heart beat in his chest louder and louder til it made his ears feel like they were filled with beating drums. It was annoying ! God, how he hated these feelings for someone, why couldn't he just not have feelings?

Richie stopped once at the back of the stairs where Beverly usually hung around til she headed inside. "I gotta go, moms gonna fuckin chew my ear off if I'm not home" looking at her, chewing on his lip before quickly leaning in to kiss the girls cheek. Pulling back with wide eyes, shit.

[lostlimb]

@behvvie said: “Who did this to you?”

looking up towards the familiar fire haired girl, he reached up to rub at his nose sniffling. kids were not always the kindest, he looked down to his now scraped knee, he turned slightly to point in the direction where he was previously on the swings. it was bigger kids, that wanted to pick on the one armed georgie. he liked to swing, he could still swing if he wanted to. “t..them..” he stammered out choking up more, glancing back towards Bev as more tears pooled in his eyes. “i just wanted..to swing..”