#uristidious

[tozierfm]

i look stupid. people will stare.

“ you don’t look stupid at all you look hot, like so hot and manly, people will stare because they’ll be like ‘oh that guy looks so fucking hot i wish he was all over me’ and ‘oh who’s that next to him? an even hotter guy? must be my lucky day’. ”

𝐉𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 / accepting / @uristidious​​ / SENT

[pcrturbed]

@uristidious    liked.                                  for a drunk Eddie. 

There’s too many bottles of wine being passed around and he’s missed him. He’s missed him like he didn’t know someone could miss another person and he swings an arm around Stanley’s shoulders, needing that touch to remind him that he’s here. They’re both here. “You need more wine,” he notes, frowning when he looks down at the empty glass.

[denbroughsguilt-a]

“ If they find you, I will protect you ”

LYRIC SC ;; @uristidious​​​​ || the last of the real ones --- fall out boy

[dadsbrak]

→ ❛ I played and I lost. But to whom exactly? ❜

“ WELL, to me, Stanley. ” Frank grinned, putting the last few bits of the monopoly stuff away. Usually Frank would ask Eddie to help him but after STORMING OFF halfway through the game he thought it best not to mention it for at least A MONTH. And, would promptly remind his friends to do the same if they didn’t want a headache... or possibly death. There was probably still a tiny house or two scattered underneath the sofa that’d fall into the guts of the vacuum at some point in the future, LOST FOREVER. However, it wasn’t something to worry about so he closed the lid and set the box aside. He had bigger issues of telling Eddie to calm down and that he’d order pizza soon, so he’d leave him and his friends to watch a movie.

“ I told you, I’m THE KING OF MONOPOLY. Undefeated champion. ”

→ ANSWERED // @uristidious // old prompts

[denbroughsguilt-a]

@uristidious​​  said : 🎨  ( for  bill  to  draw  your  muse ) ||  selectively accepting

He  loved  bird  sighting  with  Stan.  Somehow,  sitting  in  silence  next  to  the  other  boy  calmed  his  mind  to  the  point  it  could  be  considered  meditation.  Maybe  it  was  something  about  the  nature,  the  sunny  sky,  the  soft  murmur  of  the  river  and  the  wind  moving  the  tall  grass,  and  of  course,  the  chipping  of  the  bird.  Equally,  though,  it  was  something  about  the  company---  Stan  had  always  been  a  delight  to  be  around,  whether  when  he  was  being  his  sarcastic  more  aloof  self,  or  when  he  was  like  this:  calm  and  quiet,  focused  only  in  the  task  in  hand.

Bill  often  brought  his  sketchbook  with  him,  trying  to  replicate  the  birds  they  saw  until  Stanley  would  look  at  him  in  an  approving  way,  or  complimented  the  accuracy  of  the  drawing.  But  today,  the  little  singing  creatures  hid  themselves  from  them  in  their  nests,  and  he  was  more  busy  contemplating  something  else,  anyways.

He  had  noticed  before,  the  way  Stan’s  curls  would  move  with  the  soft  breeze,  he  had  noticed  the  way  the  sun  hit  on  them  making  him  look  almost  like  he  had  a  halo  around  his  head,  like  an  angel  on  a  renaissance  painting,  features  both  soft  and  strict.  He  had  noticed  all---  but  he  had  never  tried  to  replicate  that  in  the  paper.

So  today,  with  no  birds  in  sight,  he  started  a  new  kind  of  drawing,  as  a  little  smile  played  on  his  lips.

[audraes-archive]

❛         i didn’t know that.        ❜

( sc ) … & @uristidious​

[sydiarist]

❛ i don’t believe it, not for a moment ❜

THE SHINING.

                                brows   crease   &   bony   arms   come   to   cross   over   her   chest  .   “   why   the   hell   not  ?   ”   syd   snaps  ,   unable   to   mask   her   hurt  .   “   you   ‘n   your   pack   of   losers   can   see   all   this   freaky   shit   in   your   creepy - ass   town  ,   but   it’s   totally   balls - to - the - wall   nuts   if   i   can   make   stuff   happen   with   my   mind  ?   ”   shoulders   deflate   as   she   huffs  ,   summoning   CALM  ,   ebbing   sharpness   from   her   tone   &   allows   her   brain   to   cool  .   before   she’d   caused   a   blood   geyser   to   spew   from   bradley   lewis’   nose  ,   she’d   have   accused   stanley   (   uris  ,   that   is   )   of   yanking   her   chain  .   the   story   of   DERRY  ,   much   like   her   own  ,   is   incomprehensible  .   a   drug   trip   gone   batshit  .   even   more   so    ---   she   believes   him  .

                            freckled   features   soften  ,   sympathetic  .   “   stanley  ,   trust   me   ---   i   know   what   it’s   like   to   be   afraid   of   something   you   think    is   all   in   your   head  .   you   try   to   tell   yourself   that’s   all   it   is  ,   but   you   can’t   shake   this  .  .  .   this   feeling   that   it’s   not  .   ”    lower   lip   taken   between   teeth  ,   she   tugs  at   dead   skin   there  .   it   stings  .   “   i’m   trying   to   say   that   .  .  .   that   i   think   i   can  HELP   YOU   GUYS  .   ”

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