@gareththegreat asked; can you stitch me up ? - for eddie // ↪ 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 . ( a collection of 100+ question prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . )
Eddie's eyes bug out, leaving him barely capable of much more than a hiss to show for his sympathy as he stares at his friend’s frankly fucking alarming wounds. Part of him wants to comment about how metal the scars are going to be later, but he reigns in it.
"CHRIST... looks like Cujo didn’t mess around. Hold still," he gingerly pats Gareth's knee a couple times as he reaches over for the roll of gauze to his left, and a couple hand towels from the basket near the sink. "It's just a precaution," and he says it, sure, but he barely believes himself as he turns back and pales once he gets a clearer look at the damage. "Just, bite down on this, alright?" he offers Gareth one of the flimsy cloths, breathes through his nose like he’s the one being nursed to health or something.
"It's gonna sting like a bitch so... don't say i didn't warn ya." and with no preamble he takes the other piece of cloth he soaked in antiseptic and presses it into the wound. (he braces himself for the following scream he almost expects.)
so. all my love to children. they're the future. they're smart and funny. they make you think. my question is: would it be wrong to throw hands w a teen that's yelling insults at you from across the street?
I really want to be married someday but I've never been in a romantic relationship of any kind so I can't conceptualise myself as a wife or part of a unit and most of the women in my life have already gotten married by the time they were my age and the topic of marriage is one that comes up a lot but I genuinely can't see myself as anything other than 19 years old.
Man... sometimes I just want to get up and just leave. Just go on out the front door and walk down the street, then down the road, for HOURS. I want to walk until I near the state borders in the middle of some giant ass soybean fields. I want to keep going until the pitch black darkness of a rural farm road or plain heat exhaustion force me to stop. I really want to wander, I guess.
I've always wanted to do this and, when I was a little kid, I would wander around my neighbourhood with my best friend until the sun went down and we'd have to come back. That expanded into wandering around the overgrown creek in our backyards, but we were forced to stop because we got lost for like an hour and thought we were going to die there LMAO 🤕🤕 7 year old mindset moment 👽👽👽
I don't know how to explain it tbh, I've just always felt this way. Maybe I'll actually cave and do it in the future, who knows.