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@neibclt
neibclt. highly selective & private portrayal of eddie kaspbrak from stephen king's it. heavily canon-divergent with influences from the novel & movies. previously @fearloved & created in 2017.
carrd , meta , memes , playlist , blogroll
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i've decided to just move eddie back to my multi. with school starting again, i just gotta cut down on some blogs and start utilizing my multi more often. so he'll be on @paramoure now !
i've decided to just move eddie back to my multi. with school starting again, i just gotta cut down on some blogs and start utilizing my multi more often. so he'll be on @paramoure now !
all he knows, if he can't relieve it, it grows . . . and so it goes, he crawls like a worm from a bird.
sanityfell. highly selective & private portrayal of sal fisher from sally face. originally established in 2022 , revamped in 2026. modern & fandomless verse available for those unfamiliar with the game ! written by bunny (30, they/them).
vecna and penny homophobic as hell for tormenting all those gay kids
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@loudbark--deepbite ; ❛ of course i’m here. where else would i be? ❜
❝ just making sure you're still breathing. ❞ he glances back, just enough to catch sight of barkovitch from the corner of his eye. turning his focus back to the stretch of road ahead, he takes a moment to glance down at the meter on his wrist where it reads 3.2 — he slows just enough to stay above 3.0 before speaking again, ❝ you got quiet for a while there. ❞
the silence might have been nice for the other boys, but for eddie it only kept his mind racing. barkovitch was annoying and only seemed to cause problems, but there was something about him that made eddie feel some sort of sympathy for the guy. at least when he would talk, it distracted him from the ache that was beginning to settle in his left knee.
⤷ @neibclt gets a starter from stan .ᐟ.ᐟ
the breath rattles in lungs, a haunting noise - it shakes your ribs and makes it feel harder to breathe. lingering remnants of last night's latest nightmare clings to you like a disease, fingernails scrapping lightly 'cross forearm as a way to distract worsening thoughts. it takes a few minutes to even register he's near, startling a bit as you look at him, lips pressed into a firm line. " how long have you been there? " spoken in flat tone.
he doesn't mean to startle them. eddie has always had a way of silently wandering into rooms — a habit formed from years of tiptoeing around his own home to avoid his mother. ❝ not long, ❞ he pauses, eyeing her up and down and taking in their demeanor. everything about them seemed guarded, scared almost. he could feel a knot forming in his stomach, already dreading what stan might tell him. still, he tries his best to remain level-headed and his voice drops, softer this time. ❝ you alright? you look like you might pass out . . . ❞
also eddie definitely died in the final battle against vecna and the mindflayer. the duffers may have been too coward to kill anyone off, but im not.
Man, he had hated it when Richie called him Eds…but he had sort of liked it, too.
DID I MAKE ME UP ? OR MAKE THE FACE 'TIL IT STUCK ? I DO THE BEST IMITATION OF MYSELF .
independent, private, & mutually exclusive blog for richard 'richie' tozier from stephen king's IT. extremely headcanon based & written primarily as an original character, drawing inspiration from the book, the 90s miniseries, & the 2017/2019 films. established july 2022 & revamped december 2025. PLEASE READ RULES BEFORE FOLLOWING/INTERACTING. loved deeply by bee, 26 years old, any pronouns. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. ©
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isak + gray
Are you gay?
verse : the long walk. eddie enters the long walk as the least likely survivor: an anxious hypochondriac raised to believe his body is fragile and that his own failure is inevitable. he doesn’t enter the long walk for money or some heroic idea of proving himself. he enters because he’s tired of being afraid of his own life. on the surface, he tells people it’s practical. that the prize money would be his ticket to freedom from his overbearing mother. eddie signs up after a fight with his mother. one where she lists everything that could happen to him if he leaves, if he tries, if he fails. she says the walk will kill him, she says the stress alone will stop his heart, she says boys like eddie don’t survive things like this. so eddie enters the long walk not to escape death, but to confront it head-on.
🐝 * ― 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹 / 𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ nothing's going to happen to us, right? ❜ ❛ i'm ... scared. ❜ ❛ i don't like where this is going. ❜ ❛ did i ever tell you i'm actually terrified of [the dark / heights / spiders / etc.]? ❜ ❛ you hear me? we're not going to die today! ❜ ❛ did you hear that? it sounded like screams. ❜ ❛ i really, really don't like this. ❜ ❛ we're completely alone here, nothing's going to happen to us. ❜ ❛ this place has been abandoned for centuries. ❜ ❛ whatever happens, keep the lights on. ❜ ❛ you're not scared, are you? ❜ ❛ this is like straight out of my worst nightmare. ❜ ❛ do you believe in ghosts? ❜ ❛ what are you afraid? ❜ ❛ what was that?! ❜ ❛ see, i told you there's nothing to be afraid of. ❜ ❛ go on, no one will hear your screams. ❜ ❛ it was a foolish idea to come here alone. ❜ ❛ no one is going to save you now. ❜ ❛ don't be afraid, i'm not going to hurt you. ❜ ❛ you really think you can run from me? ❜ ❛ it's a shame i'll have to kill you when we're done with this. ❜ ❛ want to make a deal with the devil? ❜ ❛ i'm not afraid of you. not anymore. ❜ ❛ there are figures hiding in the shadows, waiting to strike. ❜ ❛ this wasn't so bad now, was it? ❜ ❛ what could possibly go wrong - it's just an old abandoned meaning, it doesn't mean it's haunted, right? ❜ ❛ face it, we won't make it out of here alive. ❜ ❛ i'll even give you a choice - it's either you or them. who's going to die tonight? ❜ ❛ i will haunt you for the rest of your days. ❜ ❛ don't scream, it will only make this worse. ❜ ❛ you look so pretty when you're scared of me. ❜ ❛ i won't kill you ... yet. ❜ ❛ ghosts and monsters aren't real. ❜ ❛ i'm not afraid of anything! ❜ ❛ you! you're sick! you sent me here to die, didn't you? ❜ ❛ close your eyes. it'll make it easier if you don't see it coming. ❜ ❛ no matter where you hide, i'll always find you. so you better give up now. ❜ ❛ i promise i'm gonna be your worst nightmare. ❜ ❛ it's only over when i say it is. ❜
20/50 days of isak valtersen
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@bloodychuckles ; ❛ i’m not going anywhere. ❜ (IM NERVOUS HII)
it's a threat that has been looming in the back of his mind like a dark cloud, fogging up every inch of his brain and seeping into his every day mundane routine. that IT will always be there — watching, waiting for him. the thought keeps him nervous & jittery, always looking over his shoulder. even the comfort of his own home had turned into his own personal shawshank. trapped in the asbestos filled walls of their mid-century home with an overbearing mother and the threat of IT finding a way to torment him in the very hallways hardly made home feel comforting. it almost made his weekly walks down neibolt and up kansas street towards the center drug store feel like a furlough from his own personal hell. here on the corner of kansas and neibolt, he had some reprieve from his mother's incessant demands.
hands cling to the paper bag. the only sound to distract eddie is the bottle of pills for his mother rattling in the bag with each step he takes down neibolt. it's a weekday, so even the church is quiet without it's usual background noise of choir singing. eyes are focused on the street ahead and he feels his heart pounding against his ribcage the closer he gets to walking past the rundown house of 29 neibolt. keep walking, eddie, don't look to your left. don't look, don't look, don't look— and he does. like puppet on a string, his head turns as if being controlled by an invisible hand and he breaths a sigh of relief. shoulders drop as he reaches for the inhaler inside the fanny pack, eyes still glued to the decrepit home, scanning for anything. a leper. a clown. anything out of place.
the inhale of ' medicine ' hitting his lungs calms his labored breathing for a short moment. turning his attention back to the street ahead of him, the inhaler falls from shaky hands, hitting the pavement with an audible thump. standing mere feet from eddie was him — the clown. ❛ i’m not going anywhere. ❜ the threat is spoken through a singsong lilt, but the imitation at sounding soft and playful was all wrong. there was something raspy and wet beneath the surface, like the voice was echoing from the very sewers it inhabited. everything in him told him to run, to turn back up kansas street, back to the drugstore. maybe there mr. keene would be nice enough to let him use the store's phone to call his mother. but he remains rooted in place, wide-eyed, shaking, and breaths coming in quicker as the hand that dropped his inhaler clenches around nothing.
I believe in Santa Claus. I believe in the Easter Bunny. I believe in the Tooth Fairy. But I don’t believe in you. This is battery acid. Now, you disappear!
Dennis Christopher as Eddie Kaspbrak in IT (1990)
