Jul 15, 2022
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“Oh, this is too fucking perfect. What else did you forget? Did you forget how to get out of here? Do you remember that, you fucking lunatic.”
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@hxdxgun liked for a starter with Steve Harrington
“Oh, this is too fucking perfect. What else did you forget? Did you forget how to get out of here? Do you remember that, you fucking lunatic.”
"Hey, man- how much, uh ... ya got left ... today?"
"A decent amount. You're the first today." Eddie mentions while he lightly pats his black metal lunch box that never held lunch. "How much you looking for this time, Mark?" It was always a small bundle of teenagers that made their way through the forest behind the high school within half an hour after school let out. Eddie had rules, he never sold to kids that came from cop families. But, anyone else was free game.
ONE OF THE THINGS that made Tate so incredible happy with Mark was the friendship had never lessened, just because they decided to be together romantically too. There was never any pressure to be anything other than what they’ve always been. The nights spent together were nearly the same as they ever were- except now there was a bit more touching involved.
He had a leg thrown over one of Mark’s, and then tucked under the adjacent in some sort of weird compulsion to hook them together. He wiggled it around to catch other boy’s attention away from their movie: The Taking of Deborah Logan. Tate picked it out, it was one of his favorite found footage movies. “If we woke up tomorrow, and I was a worm, would you still like me?”
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Sitting on a chair in the corner of the room she was quiet , even though this was supposed to be a party...it was supposed to be fun. People were supposed to have fun at these...right? Kim on the other hand just observed...the music was already overwhelming her, too loud to really be enjoyable..and all the smells of the dancing folk..she felt so out of her depth. She decided to make for one of the bedrooms to have some peace and quiet , opening the door she hoped she didn#t barge into anyone but she did..kind of. But they were alone. “ Sorry i didn’t mean to just come in..” She adds in a soft tone , almost inaudible over the sound of the music. “ Just wanted to get away from the music...”
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“Hey...er..” She stood there awkwardly , holding the casserole in her arms. “ My mom she..er..wanted me to bring you guys some food.” Barb never really had interacted with Jonathan but by god did she feel bad for how people treated him in school..and now the thing with Will..it broke her heart and she had convinced her mom to make some food so she could at least help their family somehow.
🔥🔥🔥🔥 (does it even need to be said tho? lol)
"Well that's great to know. Honestly it is." Buck giggles, his face heating up at the confession of love from the blond to him.
❛ your lips look cold, want me to warm them up for you? ❜ :P
A small chuckle escapes Bucky at the question that his boyfriend had asked him. "It is rather cold in here, thank you for noticing. Yes, I think I do need my lips warmed up." Flustering while holding his hands out to the blond.
✋ standing over an unmoving figure (but for Finn/Mark?) ♻️ and reverse!
Bucky woke up from a deep sleep when he'd heard something something drop or fall in the room. Looking around, his eyes catching Finn. Just standing there, watching over him in the comfort of the bed.
"Uh-- Hi.. did you have a bad dream?" Asking with a husked sleepy whisper. Sitting up just enough to turn on the lamp that was on the nightstand.