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[mcmjokes-blog]

@eddiespghtti || cont. from here.

Richie rolled his eyes. “Noo, at the midnight screening. Hell yeah, right now. Don’t you wanna get away from your bitch mom for a few hours?”

[brotherseen]

@eddiespghtti ------ EDDIE KASPBRAK / CONTINUED.

       bill always picks dare. for him, it’s always seemed less terrifying than answering a question he doesn’t want to answer. ( that is, if he can even make the words come out of an ever-constricting throat, nerves trying to force them back down before he can say something too revealing, too dark. ) it’s much less scary for him to do some ridiculous shit richie comes up with, or some touchy-feely thing that normally makes kids their age anxious beyond belief. for bill, actions have always been less hindering than words.

        watching eddie’s nerves build is endearing. the thought doesn’t put him off--- not at all, really--- but he does look surprised at beverly’s request. his soft gaze moves from her to eddie and he offers his friend the smallest, most comforting smile he can manage without looking like he’s grinning and making fun of him. 

       then those big, dark eyes are right in front of him, staring at him like he thinks he might burst into laughter once the kiss is over, but bill would never do that. not to eddie, not to any of the losers. he doesn’t speak, but he tries to look soft and welcoming, tries to make this dare as bearable as he can for eddie. 

       it’s over just as quickly as it had begun, a soft, quick kiss pressed into his lips before eddie is scrambling away and hiding rose red cheeks. bill hadn’t thought anything would change, but even a kiss so small--- even a kiss as innocent as they are--- has his heart beating like it’s trying to escape from his chest, his lips pressing together to keep from curling upward, and his cheeks warm to the touch. nothing’s changed, not really, but something has.

       “---s-so, who---who’s next?”

[elevenborne-blog]

x | @eddiespghtti​

0  1  1    –––––––––––––––     shit . . . el turns the word over in her mind && searches for any sign of recognition, then tastes it as it ROLLS off of her tongue with ease.

     ❛     shit.     ❜

     oh. she wasn’t supposed to repeat that word. her lips purse in thought before she speaks again,

     ❛     what is . . .  influencing? is shit bad?     ❜

[webwiings-a]

     “ uh, hey... ”   the girl speaks as she notices the young boy by himself, giving a quick look around to see if there was ANYONE with him. any friends, parents, someone. but it was just him. jess couldn’t just leave him alone, because she wasn’t even sure how young he was, so she decides to be friendly.   “ nice cast. can i sign it? ”

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[theirproject-a-blog]

                                         SHE’S ABSOLUTELY COVERED IN DIRT.                     she knows he’s going to      hate      it, but she can’t stand to be      outside      anymore in the dark, and his house was      closest.      her palm hits the back door      rapidly,      constantly checking behind her to see if her      fears      were coming to life behind her. she’s safe      for  now.      ❛           eddie  !           ❜

@eddiespghtti                    /                    it verse sc.

[boyonfirx-blog]

@eddiespghtti​

Man, fuck small towns. If only Levi had known, he would’ve protested a lot more when Jordan and Nancy proposed they move away from Gotham. You need a fresh start, they said. Some clean air and simplicity will be good for you, they said.

Well, simplicity was an understatement. There was absolutely nothing interesting going on in the town of Derry. If anything, the place had a slightly... Haunted vibe to it. Not to mention the sudden rash of disappearances involving children. Jordan and Nancy didn’t seem too concerned, but they weren’t kids. He was, and he was having to brave a new school.

Levi got the occasional stares and odd looks as he barreled through the hallway, head down and backpack tightly strapped to his shoulders. He knew that new kids got unwanted attention, and he wanted to avoid that at all costs. 

Unfortunately, life wasn’t fair.

He was at his locker, fiddling with the dial and trying to put in his combo. He finally managed to get the locker open, a small smile of triumph spreading over his lips. He moved the door wider open--

Slam! 

He yelped, quickly yanking his reddening and aching fingers away. He looked over his shoulder to see a group of older boys standing there. The de-facto leader appeared to be a kid with a mullet.

Perfect. 

“You’re the new kid, right?” The mullet-kid asked.

“If you know, why are you asking?” Levi asked irritably. Instantly he regretted his decision as storm clouds crossed over the mullet-kid’s face. 

Suddenly the tallest and skinniest one of the group grabbed his backpack and yanked it roughly off his shoulders. 

“Hey, stop--” Levi reached for it, only for the mullet-kid to shove him against the lockers and hold him there, while the tall one proceeded to dump all of his books and papers onto the floor.

“My name is Henry Bowers, kid. Remember that and watch your mouth, or you’ll be in for a real beating next time,” Henry snarled, pressing Levi harder against the lockers before letting go. The group of bullies laughed and snickered before walking away.

Levi rubbed his throat and looked around, face instantly flaming red. The other kids were staring, but none of them looked like they were ready and willing to help. He sighed, kneeling down to begin gathering up his supplies. His fingers were already bruising.

Fucking great start to the first day of school.

[stuttrs-blog]

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          A SIGH , brows furrowed , “ th-the barrens aren’t that b-bad , eds. ”

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