#stiffbird

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“Hey Eddie, are these your birth control pills?”                                            “Yeah, I'm saving them for your sister!“

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“ It’s just a race, Staniel. Unless you’re too scared I’ll win and you’ll be fucked and buying me a milkshake by this afternoon. “ He half-jokingly mocks his friend, leaning his bike right and left with his body as he waits for the reply - trying to flex as much as he can.

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“---sorry about your hat-thing.” He said---a little awkwardly, lips pressing together and forming a small grimace. He glanced up at the other. “Is your dad gonna be mad that you lost it?” 

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     it stands stationary, just opposite one of the many houses of god that litter the small town of derry. holy places always inspire a sense of safety; how fun to  t e a r  that sense to   s   h   r   e   d   s   .

          “ hey there, stanny boy! ”  it calls, voice far clearer than it should be from such a distance.  “ headed home? why don’tcha just come along with   m   e   ,   huh? ”

[puppycrushing-blog]

          IT WAS THE first time for someone outside of his circle to express an upfront interest, but since it was Richie’s friend and he was the one to approach him, he didn’t take it as him making fun of him. ❛ The game’s kind of complicated, ❜ Mike explained. ❛ ESPECIALLY for someone who doesn’t know anything about it. ❜ Not that Mike was speaking down to him, but he was simply stating a fact. It was Mike’s job to understand the rules, to create the story line and hold it all together until the campaign reached its end. He was the designated Dungeon Master for a reason. It was a huge responsibility --- fun, but a responsibility he took seriously all the same. ❛  Um, but I’ll answer ANY questions that you have! ❜

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 KNEES ARE PULLED UP to his chest once he settles properly  just by stan’s  side,  and  squinting ‘gainst the afternoon sun,  georgie raises his head toward the sky & the trees that loomed overheard.  he catches a glimpse of the  bright blue bird  stan’s looking at through his binoculars.   urgently,  as if his whispers might scare the bird away,  georgie turns to him and hisses:  “stan! stan, what kind of bird is that? it’s so pretty!”  the little one turned his head back to the sky,   and muttered the inquiry more to HIMSELF  than to the other:  “’re you supposed to name the birds, too, when you’re bird-watching?” 

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[hawaiianprints]

“I woke up in the middle of the night without any blankets and your foot digging into my spine.”

❛❛  aw ,  c’mon ,  stan  —-  ❜❜   he  gives  an  exaggerated  eyeroll  as  he  pulls  on  his  shoes .  ❛❛  you’re  lucky  i  didn’t  kick  you  off  the  bed .  i’m  surprised  you  don’t  sleep  in a  nest ,  birdbrain  !!  ❜❜      //    sharing  a  bed   !! 

[wanderderry-blog]

“GOOD LORD!   you look scared to death.   the hell was that?”  SISTERLY INSTINCTS  taking over  -  immediately going over to the  STRANGER,  offering him a hand up off the ground.  dark brows are creased in concern to look upon the younger,  expression    WORRIED.  “---   you okay,  kid?” 

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