#derryanchor

@richatire​ SAID: i want to shoutout @kaspmatic​, @couldntbareit​, @couldntcutit​, @buriedembers​, @drowningembers​, @guiltwrote​, @stillseesghosts​, @tiimedtm​, @feargrown​, @wasbraver​, @dnbrough​, @ommetaphobc, @clowntrusted, @doubtlacking, @derryanchor, @derrybomb, @dcrryborn, @panamastayed, and @creaturechased for all being amazing. they all deserve the best in everythin they fuckin do and i'm so fuckin glad they're here and in this fandom.

eyes  opened,  body  covered  in  sweat  &  chest  rising  and  falling  with  each  heavy  breath  that  he  took.  Hand  raised,  fingers  threading  through  sweaty  curls.  WHY  DID  HE  DREAM  ABOUT  THIS ?  why  did  he  dream  about  a  friend  he  almost  forgot ...  why  did  he  LIKED  it  so  much  &  why  did  he  wish  that  Mike  was  here  right  now ....  doing  what  he  dreamt  about.

tbh i’ve been here too long but like at the same time ? i’m so grateful bc i get to meet people like you. amazing and kind and wonderful. thank you for sending this, my babe

     the kiss takes him by honest surprise, but it’s not unwelcome  --  a moment of tenseness, toes curled in his shoes leads him to slowly relax into it.  the flats of his hands press warmly to the other man’s chest before curling into the fabric covering it, pulling him closer, and keeping him there.  his heart was pounding in his chest, ringing in his ears, making his head spin and his knees feel weak.  a hand slid up, cradling mike’s jaw, the pads of his fingers tracing the contours of his face.  no, he wasn’t ready for this to be over yet.

as if by clockwork, ben can feel the warmth flow to his cheeks. unable to hide the sudden redness, but he’s rolling his eyes. shaking his head. nudging his shoulder against mike’s in a move that’s something close to bashful. doesn’t entirely know what to say; what to make of it. can’t tell if mike is just playing around with him or if he’s meaning it.   a challenge.   ben watches the other for a long moment. can’t stop himself from looking. admiring. something softening in his expression as he does.     “what do you mean by   ‘unless it’s called for’,   exactly?”     he asks because he can’t stop himself. knows he should. knows he’s dipping his toe into something that he potentially won’t be able to reverse if he goes that one inch too far.     “because,  maybe,  i’d be interested.”