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I have yet to have the pleasure of rping with a couple of my new tags but I think they deserve to join this particular tagging đ
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Survivor(Closed RP)
Closed RP with @placebotherapyâ
Mike sighed heavily and closed the book he was reading, he couldnât pay attention to the words so it was no use reading. He had far to much on his mind anyhow...he kept trying to think what he could have done differently.
Mike kept thinking about Pennywiseâs taunt back down in the sewers...how he reveledd that Mike knew that they might die down there during the ritual. He kept thinking about all his friends faces...how betrayed they looked. He should have just let them leave when they wanted maybe they would still have a few happy years to live on from and he could have tried to take on Pennywise himself, then Eddie wouldnât have gotten hurt...Eddie almost died because of him...all of his friends could have died and it was his fault.
He rubbed his face tiredly, Mike couldnât really remember the last time he got a good eight hour sleep, every time he closed his eyes he just saw bowers trying to kill him...pennywise after him and Eddie...
But he was just thankful that Eddie didnât die...that he was still with all of them, the other losers were sorta forced back to their jobs to take care of their business before they could come back and help Eddie back on his feet so Mike promised he would take care of Eddie and he meant it.
@placebotherapyâ "We need a vacation. A long-ass vacation, holy fuck"
âYes we fucking do,â the author agreed as he pulled Eddie into his arms, wrapping them tightly around the other man with a tired sigh. Anywhere that was nothing like where they had been. âPick anywhere you want and weâll go there. What do you say, three weeks? More?â It didnât matter to Bill --- the longer the better, really --- as long as it was just the two of them.
sleep :  my muse falls asleep on your muse, making it hard for my muse to leave. đ
   Percy hadnât really meant to talk that much, heâd just had a wild week and hadnât exactly been paying attention to the time. His mother was out of town with Paul, and so when Eddie had texted him, Percy was beyond happy to have his friend over for some pizza and movies. Yes okay, heâd put on Disneyâs Hercules and heâd deny it if Eddie told anyone.Â
âEddie?â The boyâs sea-green eyes flicked over and across the otherâs face, realising that he wasnât only quiet.. he was sound asleep. On his shoulder. It was honestly adorable, and Percy hesitated in whether he should wake him or not. He figured with how late it was anyway, there wasnât a point in trying to get the boy home, so.. Percy stretched as far as he could without disturbing his friend, grabbing an old worn-out blue blanket thatâd been folded on the back of the couch. He draped it over them, and moved so that he could at least be comfortable against the pillow heâd brought from his room earlier. And if he deep down really enjoyed the closeness, who could blame him?
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https://youtu.be/hh-OqfOXLtI Iâm feeling it again. If youâre tagged you know why. And yes itâs the same tags I shared before (because youâre my favorite ones)
@scribedhorror @shotbitch @richietrashman @richiebeepbeeptozier @inhaledlies @kaspbraakspeaking @placebotherapy @obsessivehistorian
So, I have multiple people I rp with including doubles (which many people here have). Stan has bird nicknames for everyone and none are the same (even for the multiple of a character). Iâm not posting the reasoning for the bird name choices but if youâre curious or interested DM me about the list:
Bill ( @scribedhorror ) - Bluebird
Bev ( @shotbitch ) - Phoenix
Eddie ( @inhaledlies )- Hummingbird
( @kaspbraakspeaking )- Chickadee
( @placebotherapy )- Myna
Richie - ( @floatjokes ) - Eclectus
( @richietrashman ) - Cardinal
( @glassmenagerieofmuses ) - Lorikeet
( @loserbled ) - Tanager
( @gaypanicked )- Toucan
It was far beyond what Stan had expected to happen. After all he wasnât one who enjoyed being at parties. It took forever for the shitshows to shut down and Stan was usually designated driver which meant less fun for him. Tonight though, Mike had been the one to take the role of driver, leaving Stan to be free to drink or not drink. Much to the pleasure of his friends, Stan had decided to let loose and have fun.
Much to the thrill of the others (because letâs face it, this was perfect blackmail if they ever found some), Stan had promptly decided he wanted to skinny dip at the quarry. Stanley Uris never suggested skinny dipping anywhere so when he declared he wanted to instead of head home, theyâd all agreed. He was quite happily watching them from the top of the cliff as the others laughed and swam about. Stan bit his lip for a second before running and jumping into the water with a rather large splash.
Stanley resurfaced and laughed. âThat felt great!â He declared as he swam past a couple of his friends. Spotting Eddie off by himself doing who knew what, Stan swam over as quietly as possible before promptly laying his cheek on Eddieâs shoulder. âWhatcha doing, Eddie?â He purred quietly as he drew a finger up and down the lower part of his spine. âWhy are you all by yourself?â He asked, words fumbling a bit with his drunkenness. He took Eddieâs hand and pulled him along. âYou should be having fun!â He declared with a excited smile. âIf you donât wanna play with the others, then come play with me.â He purred as a grin crossed on his face. Stanâs fingers curled around Eddieâs hips. @placebotherapy
