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there's a literal con in my city rn that's dedicated to cute things guys 🙏

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ten bucks says they all have this photo in their wallets

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                 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒   𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗥    𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬     𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦.                    "  i told you guys i was sick. "  FROM STEPHEN KING'S DREAMCATCHER.  SELECTIVE. STATS. RULES. 

𝙰 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝚈 𝙸𝙽:   body snatching, ALIEN INVASION, haunting pits of memory, THE ART OF WATCHING ALL YOUR FRIENDS DIE, horror set in winter landscapes, the bond between parasite and host, death of the innocents.

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@INFERNALRAMPAGE | cont.

jonesy thinks that beverly must not have known what she looked like to the rest of her grade. must not have known that her silence came across as shy & not wall - like as she might have intended it to be. it's a peculiar ordeal, to remember the feeling of loving a girl through the lens of a man who could not remember being much of a boy at all. jonesy swallows, watching the way beverly's face goes all soft and stretched as she smiles; the lines in her smile mirror the crow's feet around his own eyes and jonesy nods, tilting his beer bottle to the side slightly. @infernalrampage

❝    yeah, well -  ❞

❝  my group didn't have a girl in it. there wasn't exactly a cheat code for talking to girls. best i got was someone's mom.    ❞ gary swirls his beer around in it's bottle, trying to feign indifference to sitting across from the woman he'd thought of near - incessantly for several years after he'd left derry for college; not even time could erase the same flippity - flop his stomach does when she laughs.

but he's older now. and the ring on his finger feels hot.

❝    how do i even answer this -   ❞ the cliff notes or the full kitten caboodle ? he quickly takes a swig of his beer to buy himself some time, any time, and when an answer comes it's with a soft laugh. ❝    i got old, bev. got married right outta college, had a few ankle biters before my doctorate. we're on our third right now. i know.  ❞

licking his lips, and somewhat hesitant to look in beverly's face as he tells her that he's married, jonesy swallows again. his adam's apple bobs.

❝   heard you got hitched. bill ?  ❞

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Dreamcatcher baby boys!! ☝️✨🌲👽

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without missing a beat, and quite dismissively, jonesy makes a sweeping motion with his hand before saying, ❝   i don't know you like that. ❞ and despite knowing him like that, he still grins as he says it, half amused - half challenging. the game was afoot and jonesy, for all of his candor, could feel himself getting riled up in response; like a kid again.

❝   it's eddie - bear or edward. final offer. ❞

jonesy grabs his beer on the table so he can take a swig, rolling his tongue around his his mouth; his cheek protrudes and his smile is hidden in the same gesture. ❝   wait, how is sonia ? ❞

It was obvious that he'd struck a nerve at the mention of Henry, brow raised at the sudden change of tone. Jesus, this guy needed to lighten up -- Didn't he know that it wasn't illegal to dig at friends? Hell, that was all Eddie ever seemed to do, and what the Losers gave back to him in return, whether he liked it or not.

"Oh, I'm sorry - I didn't realise," he shot back, sarcasm oozing from every syllable. "And its Eddie. Actually. Just for future reference. Unless you're a client or my mother, I'd really rather you didn't call me Edward."

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"It didn’t put an end to me as a person. I think… it gave me a basis for comparison, finding out you could still exist inside the pain, in spite of the pain.”

#FEARINFECTED ... independent, private & selective EDDIE KASPBRAK of stephen king's IT. written by danni. est. sep 19, revamped mar 24.

carrd (tba) | doc

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Oil Paintings by Kim Jakobsson

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𝙲𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙴𝙳𝙱𝙰𝙸𝚃 ; the "bait" comes in many shapes and sizes, but it is usually intentionally misleading and/or crassly provocative. clicking will inevitably cause disappointment . . .

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jonesy said i can excuse making fun of your OCD but i draw the line at making henry the butt of your joke

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❝ make me -  ❞

❝ wait,   ❞ his face falls slightly, eyebrows raised. ❝ what's that s'pposed to mean ? henry went to harvard -  ❞

❝ HARVARD, EDWARD.   ❞

It didn't take a genius to know that Jonesy wasn't exactly being serious, the condescending gesture mixed with the overly soft wording lending fuel to the fire that was surely building in Eddie's chest. He hated how easily such things affected him, but by God he couldn't stop it now.

"Look, just shut up and stop being a dick," he responded, a flash of agitation reflecting in his gaze. "And even if I did want to talk to someone, its not gonna be Henry fucking Devlin, all right? So just... shut up."

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It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia Season 8, Episode 02 ↳ The Gang Recycles Their Trash (2012)

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the thing about growing up alongside a person is that you get really good at knowing when things are going up shit creek. jonesy got that feeling when he looked at joe. he could see through him like stained glass, all colored with his azure melancholy that a sudden need to embrace him almost threatens him. without the time to prepare himself, jonesy's face is slightly drooping when beaver turns around so he can display the knot - work at his throat.

it's too tight, but he doesn't say that. he just reaches forward and pulls at the ball there, giving it a slight tug and laying it flat. ❝ no justice, i'm afraid, just another cold, hard shit sandwich, buddy.   ❞ jonesy grins when beaver mirror's him, pulling at the tie; he exhales through his nose before looking beaver in the eyes.

❝   listen, man. you know your opinion matters the most to me, right? ❞ he doesn't want it to sound disingenuous, but it does: kind of. they just have that kind of relationship, he supposes, but to garner his attention, gary grabs his shoulders and squeezes them. ❝ if you don't like her, i won't do it. i mean it, beav. cross my heart.   ❞

of course, henry's opinion mattered, and pete's, but it was different with the beaver; he would be honest about it. henry would spare him the offense, he always has, and pete would say just about anything to get the attention off his addiction but with beaver - well, ... there was an honesty there. a cold one. he had no doubt that joe would put his life on the line for him. he trusted him with his life, too. the line between their hearts is unencumbered when jonesy says, ❝   you're my best friend, man. i want you to like her. her names carla and she's cool. way cooler than that broad you got serious with that one time. ❞

The motion that comes with the teasing remark about being Jonesy's number one girl still earns an eye roll. He doesn't need to be patronized right now. This was terrible-- all of it. He was meant to be happy for his friend, but it was hard to be when you were in your own miserable funk. Granted, Beaver had been in one hell of a mental funk for years now since his divorce, but someone give him credit for making a damned appearance. He nearly didn't get off the couch for this whole ordeal. Only reason he did was because of their friendship. If it were anyone else, anyone who wasn't the four three, he would've told them to piss off and find someone else to gush and coo over their future wife. But he owed it to Jonesy, owed it to him as if he'd been the one paying off Beaver's debt and because of it he was going to be on his absolute best behavior. Or at least try to. There was only so much one could do to silence the thoughts that would spew without a filter from Beaver's mouth.

"Yeah, yeah," he waves him off through the reflection, grumbling under his breath only to lift his gaze from what he's doing to catch Joney's blues. He does give him a look, a look that says he hates being on babysitting duty. He rolls his dark orbs and finishes with the tie, shrugging out of the hands on his shoulders so he can turn and look at his friend face on, "So I get one, but he gets three because he's a flaming alcoholic-- where's the justice in that?"

He brings a hand up to tug at the tie, feeling as though it was too tight though knowing it wasn't. He really didn't like dressing up-- usually the only person who heard him complain about it anymore was his assistant at work, Aspen. He should've advocated for eating somewhere less formal-- like IHOP. Everyone likes a good stack of pancakes. He knows that Jonesy wouldn't have ever gone for that, Pete would've... but that's because (as mentioned before) he's a drinker and will eat nearly anywhere. That's how he and Beaver ended up in Waffle House so many times, the two having been out drinking the night before and somehow managing to get their hungover asses there. Jonesy and Henry didn't need to know how often they went about doing that.

Beaver sighs after a moment of fidgeting with his tie, speaking towards Jonesy, "What's this chick's name again?"

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i had a funeral to attend over the weekend, I'll be here for replies today or tomorrow.

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dreamcatcher (2001), by stephen king