Sé Leal, Sé Valiente, Aguanta. El Resto es Oscuridad

Ah yes, tumblr not letting me upload 12 pages of a webcomic, what a surprise.

This is PART 2 of my last reddie comic.

laughs in henry’s face while getting his arm broken

kills henry by gouging his eye out and stabbing him with a broken perrier bottle after henry breaks his arm AGAIN

manipulates his abusive mother into letting him see his friends while lying in his hospital bed

shoves his whole-ass arm into it’s spider mouth and empties his inhaler from inside it’s throat

voluntarily sits in the smokehouse despite his “asthma” and actually lasts longer than some of the others

provokes henry into attacking him, then is bothered more by what his mother will say than his bloodied nose

says he doesn’t care about seeing patrick’s corpse because patrick spat in his face

yells at bill to kill it!georgie while it’s small, which actually shifts it’s attention away from bill and causes it to target eddie specifically in it’s next attack

beats the everloving shit out of the crawling eye

JESUS CHRIST YOU FUCKING PUSSIES I’M DOING THE MASHED POTATOES ALL OVER IT AND I GOT A BROKEN ARM

basically tells his mother’s ghost to go fuck herself, then accepts and finds peace with himself while he’s dying

“jeez,” he said, “i take a girl on a laundry date and right away she wants to go Dutch.”

beverly laughed a little. “you sure?”

“i’m sure,” stan said in his dry way. “i mean it’s really breaking my heart to give up those four pence, beverly, but i’m sure.”

those early hours after a sleepover when you wake up before your best friend does

GUESS. STANLEY. COULD. NOT. CUT. IT. ✂️

“Like… I thought that maybe being with you constantly, like every single minute of the day, would… I mean you’re probably gonna go somewhere else, yknow? You’ve never talked about staying in San Francisco like I have and I thought that if we took this trip it’d take some of the… some of the shine off you, or whatever, make it easier.”

“Oh,” says Eddie.

“Yeah, but it hasn’t, you’re still kind of… you’re still shiny.”

“Well,” says Eddie.

“So go easy.” He laughs, kind of bitter, kind of weird. He shuts his eyes. “When you leave, I mean. Make it… make it gentle.”

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