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❛ i’m sorry that jason’s such a prick. he had no right going after you like that. ❜ kat was heartbroken after chrissy’s death, but violence wasn’t the answer. ever. as if her former friend would’ve been okay with jason going after hellfire members in some witch hunt. ❛ how’s your hand feeling? ❜
@psychedelichorrorshow. ( for gareth! )
@psychedelichorrorshow, alice : ❛ you look like you were jealous. ❜
“of what? you and arnie fuckin' like rabbits?” he'll scoff, as if thats the craziest thing he's ever heard, as if alice is insane for even saying it. maybe he was a little jealous, but like hell he'd ever admit it. “keep dreaming, i just know you two wish you could bag a sunnyvaler.”
@psychedelichorrorshow, tommy : "i'm not letting them get away with this."
hand immediately reaches out to grab tommys arm, managing to stop him walking away with a surprising display of strength. jason may be small, but he's got more power to him than people expect. despite the bruises that form, the blood smeared across his sleeve from where its been wiped from his nose, jason tries to act as if he's fine. being smaller and weaker than those around him is nothing new to the boy, and unfortunately neither is taking a beating. “i's okay.” voice is soft as ever, speaking with a practically signature tremble. always nervous when he speaks, always aware that he doesn't really fit in.
@psychedelichorrorshow asked: “Hey - hey! Hey! It’s me! Eddie, it’s me, hey.”
reacting instinctively is easy in a situation like this . the adrenaline thrums under his skin , his heart racing . the only solid thing he’s got his hand on is the front of gareth’s jacket . IT’S SAFE , HE’S SAFE . something warm and familiar and definitely not going to put him in any immediate danger . 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢 . his breath is shaky as he relaxes just enough that the white colour disappears from his knuckles has his grip softens .
and then , after just a heartbeat , his grip intensifies again . he pulls , sharply on gareth’s clothing , dragging him right into his arms . warm , safe , solid . his arms are wrapped tight and firm around the back of the other’s neck . ❛ you have . . . no idea how happy i am to see a friendly face . ❜
eddie releases gareth eventually , pulling back , but his hands stay on the other’s shoulders . holding him in arms reach .
ₙₒw ₚₗₐyᵢₙg, @psychedelichorrorshow : freeburg is just going to give nancy a big kiss on the forehead.
can he tell? she hasn’t slept in days, and only after feeling like she had gotten better. nancy looks brighter at the sight of him, making herself smaller when he approaches and kisses her forehead. always so sweet to her, he made it all better. let it be known : she would do anything for him and to keep him safe. hands rise to take gentle hold of bill’s shirt before he pulls back, looking up at him with tired, yet ever - bright sapphire gaze. “ come lay down with me? i don’t want to be alone. ”
“do you sing, john michael?” she asks softly, from her spot on her drum stool. shifting slightly as she smiles at him, cutely. having been studying him in relative silence before that, with her large & doe eyes.
@psychedelichorrorshow / / random thing!
steve threw amazing parties for sure, and she and tommy were always the first on the list. fingers curled around the sweating bottle of beer that she had been nursing for some time now as she swayed to the music that was no doubt going to get them all in trouble ( or not because that would mean the sheriff would actually have to give a damn ).
it was one of her favorite songs and she was just enjoying herself. the few glasses of cooler juice was hitting her in all the right ways and teeth dragged over her lower lip as she just moved along to the beat until she felt someone come up behind her. it was a familiar press of a body to hers and she smiled and didn't even have to look behind her to see who it was.
tommy had gone off with steve to talk about something so that had left her to her own devices and when she heard the whispered tone of his voice against her ear. her head craned and eyes closed so she could smile back at him. ❝ maybe if you say please. ❞ her voice all but purred from her before she turned in his arms and draped her own over his shoulders. ❝ but you did ask so nicely, and who am i to say no? ❞ raising up on her toes, she pressed a kiss to his lips and she could taste the tequila he'd been drinking as she drew her tongue along his lower lip, her body pressing rather intimately against his own.
@psychedelichorrorshow + ❛ would you like to go somewhere a little more private? ❜
“were you expecting one?” she tilts her head at him, the bottom of her ponytail falling over her shoulder. there was nothing clever or witty to say about the whole school knowing that she and jason were going steady, except maybe some comment here or there about how cliché it was. it only seemed fitting for the future basketball team captain to date the future cheerleading team captain; tale as old as time in high school. “i bet you have something to say, though.” her locker shuts with a metallic clang as she turns to him, brows raised. “go on then.”
@psychedelichorrorshow’s tommy hockstetter said : “ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”
