#dptysns

[sinistersuperman]

@dptysns​

It was like Brandon appeared out of nowhere, manifesting from thin air behind the strange man with large red cans in his hands. “What are you doing?” he asked suddenly, raising an eyebrow at him.

Gasoline, the cans read. “Are you trying to burn something?” He crossed his arms. “I should call the police on you. Give me one good reason I shouldn’t.”

[oncetornasunder]

@dptysns​ wanted the verse that’s definitely not canon nope

“No, it should have been me. It was supposed to be me.” Richie gets up from the couch and immediately bolts out of the motel room, but after he got a few feet away from the door he remembered Bev had the keys. So he opts to go find the lobby and see if they have a bar. That poor guy didn’t need to deal with Richie’s heart breaking just looking at him, reminding him just how much he loved the man who died in his arms. 

[kaspbraakspeaking]

@dptysns​ /  "oh thank god, you're breathing."

When he had closed his eyes, it was dark and damp, but now it seemed hard to open his eyes again because of the brightness. What had happened? Was it all a trick? Nope, the pain came back, and he could taste blood in his mouth, but somehow he was still alive. He had been convinced he wasn’t making it out of those sewers alive, but now he was looking up at his brother’s face.

Eddie coughed, tasting more of his blood, and just his body shaking in that way caused more pain to shoot through him. It felt like he was.. more lively than before? Maybe not more lively, but not as close to death as he had felt before.

They were in a car (who’s, he didn’t know but it probably didn’t matter at that point), assuming going to a hospital. “Was I not?” he finally managed to ask. Maybe he should just keep talking, keep his focus on something.

[mcnyhearts]

fluff  call  for  @dptysns​  !!!

                      SHE  WAS  GLAD  SHE  STOLE  THE  TENT  FROM  HER  FATHER  WHEN  SHE  RAN  AWAY          ...         maybe  some  would  think  it  was  insane  to  run  away  with  a boy  she  just  met  but,  the  connection  between  them  was  quick.  (  as  if  meeting  was  met  to  be.  )  the  night  was  cold,  and  the  tent  helped,  but  still  lynn  felt  a  slight  chill  pass  through her.  so,  without   a  word,  she  shifted  closer  to  the  other  and  let  her  head  rest  on  his  shoulder.  lynn  remained  there  until  she  heard  the  snap  of  a twig  outside,  making her  jump  slightly.  her  hand  grabbed  his,  blue  eyes  wild  with  fear.  she  was  afraid  of  the  things  that  could  hide  in  the  dark  after  all.

[outrunthedevil]

phone a friend | @dptysns

@dptysns

Being back in Derry was confusing. Confusing and terrifying. Seeing his friends- hell, remembering his friends- was amazing. It was like having a huge piece of himself that he’d lost long ago finally click back into place. Yet-- with that good, so much bad was flooding back. Things he’d long forgotten, things he’d repressed to stave off the loneliness that followed the forgetting. It was... a lot. The worst though was the fear. It was raw and consuming, and it settled heavily into his very core. It was familiar in its weight. Putting a sort of context to a lot of the terrifying experiances he’d but himself in since that Summer in the sewers. It’s what made him pick up his phone the second he was alone and call the only person he knew would believe him and understand that fear in some context.  Bill was barely able to stutter out an explination, before Ronnie was stating that he was coming to Derry. No protest Bill made would deter him. He was a hard man to stop when he set his mind on something- which was probably one of the reasons they got on as they did. At the very least Bill managed to convince the other man to let him pay for the ticket, and uber from the airport. So at least there was that. Currently he was pacing anxiously in the lobby of the townhouse. The other losers had finally relocated to keep drinking or finally go to sleep. He’d gotten the text not long ago that Ronnie had landed and was on his way. He couldn’t get here soon enough.

[kaspbraktm-archive]

→ novel quotes // @dptysns​ // closed starter

“ It doesn’t matter if it stopped or not! ”

[jakoburis-blog]

@dptysns​​  liked  for  a  starter .

     “ you  okay ? ”  jakob doesn’t mean to startle the other, but that thousand yard stare on his face has him worried.  “ you  look  like  you’re  about  to  pass  out . ”

[kaspmatic]

@dptysns YOU COME INTO MY HOUSE. POSTING THIS ANGST. AND TAGGING THE TWIN VERSE. HOW. DARE. YOU. 

it’s fine - i’ll just be sobbing in my office.