#braveryinfear

[oncetornasunder]

@braveryinfear​ gets college bbies!

“Eddie Spaghetti!” Richie crowed into the phone with a grin, happy his roommate had graduated early and left the room completely to him and therefore he could be as loud as he wanted. “It’s good to see your stupid name on the caller ID. I was about to be fuckin’ insulted that my best friend hasn’t called me in a month, how DARE you!” His tone is playful, but he was honestly relieved. He was worried Eddie was upset with him. Now here he was, being a motormouth as usual and not letting the other boy have a word in edgewise. “Did that fucker of a boyfriend tell you not to call me anymore? Bastard.”

The sniffling on the other end caught his attention and Richie froze, dark eyes widening as his grip on the phone tightened. “Eds?” he whispers, hearing the other boy’s distressed noises on the other end and immediately moving to put on pants, grab his jacket and find his wallet. “Honey did something happen?” Richie called everyone ‘honey’, ‘babe’, shit like that, but with Eddie he always meant it. Now where the fuck were his keys?! “Eddie what happened? What’s wrong? Talk to me.”

[richiebeepbeeptozier]

Hey my dudes. So I am not dead, or abandoning my Richie rp blog, life has been intense and stressful and andjjdjqjd and so I am taking a hiatus from tumblr for a bit, but I will still be rping as Richie on Discord! So if anyone wants to continue our storylines on discord I am there and happy to do it my discoed ID is: Wholesome Trashfire Tozier#0826 please feel free to hop on in and rp or even just chat!

[eternallybellamy]

starter for @braveryinfear !

John Murphy never thought he'd make it through his Freshman year, let alone to his Junior year, but here he is, kicked back on his bed in his dorm room, halfway through his college experience. Somehow he'd passed his first two years. Sure, he'd been close to failing every other month, but at least he'd made it. And the smile on his dad's face at the end of each term when he goes home for the summer is worth the last-minute study sessions and gallons of coffee he's consumed. This year, he's picked an easy course load, because it isn't like he's going to use his degree for anything. There's a handful of days before classes start, and Murphy is the first one to move in to the dorm room. His side is already a disaster, like a tornado swept through and dumped his clothes everywhere. God help his roommate; if they don't like messiness, tough. This was his room later year, and he'll do with it what he wants. Murphy sends a text to his friend Raven, telling her just that, before dropping his phone on his chest and closing his eyes. Two more years to go; he can do this.

[trashmcuths-a]

richie is standing at the door, stiff as a board, better posture than he’s ever had in his entire life. seconds tick by like minutes. he briefly wonders if eddie has fallen, like that old woman in the old life alert commercials. richie allows himself to chuckle at the mental image, then the anxiousness settles back in. fuck, why is he so keyed up? this is eddie. just eddie 

they haven’t seen one another in person since derry. richie stayed behind longer than the other losers, only content to leave when eddie had been released from the hospital and prepared to dive back into normal life. but now, months later, eddie's life is being turned upside-down yet again. his mother-wife had demanded a divorce, leaving eddie alone in his recovery. 'cause one did not just miraculously 'get better' after being skewered like a fucking sausage. god, when richie closes his eyes, he can still see the blood. so it's trashmouth to the rescue, apparently. eddie broke the news and, without much forethought, richie booked a flight. he didn't even give eddie a choice, just demanded his address and let eddie know when he would be arriving.

although, now that he’s waiting for the motherfucking door to just open already, richie is beginning to rethink his decision.

@braveryinfear liked for a starter!

[shiningtozier-archive]

throw microphones at me and listen to me do some bullshit voice acting for lux || @fearfollow​

eyooooo here’s me voice acting lux - from this thread with @braveryinfear​

blooper: my cat fucked up the first recording and it’s funny i guess??

[uraslcppybitch]

@braveryinfear​

Richie couldn’t say how much he had drank. Maybe he hadn’t stopped for days before he passed out. When he finally fell to the floor in the hotel room, he couldn’t remember anything before the moment his eyes slowly slid closed.

He was lucky that the maid found him when she did or he would’ve died. That’s what they told him later when he woke up. He couldn’t imagine how he got alcohol poisoning when he never even threw up from alcohol. 

Richie’s eyes flutter open in a daze in the hospital room and he looks around. Where the fuck? What the fuck? Huh? a whole string of unknown questions race through his mind as he moves to sit up. His mouth tastes parched and his throat immediately aches with such raw pain that he lets out a wheezy groan that only makes it hurt more. Words are out of reach as he reaches for water left by the bedside. Left by who? He wonders.

[scribedhorror]

Bill@ his s/o

[dptysns]

@braveryinfear​

          “a part of me will never be the same.” ronnie rubbed his hands against each other to warm up in the crisp autumn night as he kept strolling along with the other. with all the shit that he’s been through, he knew that he was changed because of it, and he hated it. 

     but at the same time---he would still be in the dark if it wasn’t for what he’s been through, never knowing about what really creeps in the dark. so maybe--just maybe--he was better off this way.

[rebelsprak-blog]

@braveryinfear​ sent :  “I’m not sure. I remember yelling that I didn’t care…”

▌█ ∵   🖕  ∵ █ ▌ ❝Yeah, that tends to happen when you drink and then storm out on people. ❞ She kicked her feet up on her coffee table before taking a sip of her beet. It was nine in the morning, he was hungover and Vicky, she was just doing what she always did. Leaning her head back she hesitated a moment before holding her drink out for him to taste. Letting out a sigh she cracked her neck before looking at him. Laughing for a moment she turned to him patting his arm.❝ For the first time in my life I do remember. You went totally off, almost started a fight in my bar and I could not be more proud of you Squirt. You are making the name Icky Vicky remain and showing them it runs in our blood. So what happened to make you drink that much and yell at some random person asking for help?❞  

[feargrown-a]

@braveryinfear asked: “you shouldn’t be walking around right now.” / accepting ! 

IT  COULD  BE  WORSE --  they  all  could  be  dead  now  &  the  bite  marks,  throbbing  and  burning  little  dots  on  his  face  were  NOTHING  compared  to  what  could  have  been.  They  hurt,  yes.  Stanley  cried  &  wept  about  them  but  he  knew ...  they  were  only  a  sign  that  he  SURVIVED.  ❝It’s  okay❞  Stanley  assured  him  with  a  slow  nod.  ❝It’s  not  too  bad  and  the  Doctor  said  it’ll  be  healed  in  just  a  few  weeks ...❞  he  wanted  to  smile  but  he  could  not.  He  was  sleep  deprived  &  still  traumatised  and  he  was  sure  that  that  wouldn’t  go  away  any  time  soon ...  ❝it’s  okay ...❞   

[oncetornasunder]

@braveryinfear​ also gets post-Pennywise vs Losers Round 2

“I feel like I got hit by a fuckin’ truck,” Richie rubbed his face after removing his glasses, soon flopping into Eddie’s lap since he felt the other sit beside him on the bed. He hadn’t let go of Eddie once they’d escaped the horror house, watching it return to the ground, and Richie instantly pulled the smaller man into the deepest, most passionate kiss he’d ever given another human being. Only time he let go was when they got back to his room and both of them needed a shower. Now they were as clean as they could get after multiple shampoos and cleanings, Richie shifting in Eddie’s lap so he could look up at him, reaching up to touch the fresh bandage on his cheek. “You doing okay Spaghetti?”

[derryskater]

@braveryinfear​ / holiday starter call.

     “ eddie, i th--think  i know what i’m doing ---- “ he  looks at the blobs of dough on the pan. “ we’re not going to get salmonella, “ will explains as he takes a glob of leftover dough that isn’t on the pan for their cookies and eats it. “ i just don’t know if i put the sprinkles on the cookies before or after i cook them. won’t they burn if i put them on now ? “ 

[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

braveryinfear replied to your post: I need to find some angsty memes… like none of my...

eyebrow wiggle

if you point me in the right direction you can break my heart

[trashmcuths-a]

[ to : spaghetti ] : why would you send me a cryptic emoji at two in the goddamn morning [ to : spaghetti ] : is this part of some sort of gang initiation process that i am unfamiliar with

🧦 a half-asleep text @braveryinfear

[deliciousfear]

There is a flow of loud crashing and scrapping sounds, like knifes across metal, and crushing wood. A few softer notes of clicking and grunting and words spoken in a never discovered and dead languages which almost sounds like English if one were just passing by. Normally IT was more calmly angered, or seemed to never exactly exude anything but joy and possibly hunger but now IT was beyond angry, to the point ITs powers ripped out and started to effect the area around ITself as its clown form vibrates and contorts into various horrors, nearly ripping the old abandoned home to shreds. 

All comes to a dead stop when IT notices IT wasn’t alone, paused with ITs back to them the much larger than normal clown turns slowly, big, bright piercing eyes coming to focus on who was disturbing IT. 

               “... go.... away....”

@braveryinfear​ // closed.

[b33p-b33p]

“ that is … literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. “

“What are you, the fun police?”

Not his best material, maybe, but he had to work with what he was given.

“We’re not even gonna get caught, Eds.  Relax.”