Two-Bit lifted his 2 year-old flask to his lips, letting the liquid slide and burn down his throat before passing it to Staar. He, too, sipped from it and placed it in his lap. The greaser leaned his head on Two-Bit’s shoulder as they sat on the curb next to the Tasty Freeze.
Staar perked up a bit as he felt a hand snake into his back pocket. He looked back at the redhead as he shot his boyfriend a shit-eating grin. Staar’s hand practically flew to slap Two-Bit’s ass.
“Gah! That hurts!” He yelped. The one-eyed boy laughed like a hyena.
“Sorry, Two. It’s right there; can’t control myself.”
Two-Bit giggled. “Yeah yeah.” The olive-skinned teen felt the greaser nudge his face in his neck.
“You’re so handsooome… and pretty… an-“
“Shaddap.” Staar rolled his eyes. His stupid dumb dog-boyfriend was getting all sappy again. Not that he hated it.
Definitely not.
The shorter man was shot out of his thoughts by chapped lips pressing against his. Two-Bit tasted disgusting, but it was a taste Staar had acquired a liking to.
The boys just made out like that, moonlight shining down on them and casting their silhouettes onto the ground behind them before they heard laughter.
Staar turned his head and saw Dallas and Soda falling to the floor with their peals of laughter echoing through the streets of Tulsa.
“Hey! Lookit that! Two’s gettin’ hot ‘n bothered with Mr. Superstaar!!” Soda mocked.
Two-Bit’s face turned all red. It was cute, the one-eyed teen thought, to see him embarrassed like that.
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being depressed is actually so embarrassing like i guess i’m an asshole no i don’t know why either. i’m so sorry. i’m literally the adult equivalent of the kid in fifth grade saying i have demons (nightcore by imagine dragons) also i constantly think i deserve to be executed by firing squad
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absolutely hilarious to me, i checked my email connected to my old tumblr account after ages and i guess one of the posts recently got popular because i'm getting a whole bunch of anon hate for saying it sucks when people say kill all men and that men are inherently bad
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so i got really excited about skerples playing 999 and i had already been thinking about it real hard even before that but i ended up realizing that i felt as though i didn't remember it well enough. like she's gonna play it blind but just for me personally i was like. damn i love that game but i cant remember very much other than like. the major details. anyway i was gonna just wait but i ended up caving and decided to watch someone play it and man. that was such a right call. reexperiencing 999 has like. turned a light on in my brain. i feel like i remember how to write again.
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