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Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting of Hill House was published sixty years ago today. The novel begins with one of the best openings I have ever read:
“No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.”
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steve crain
im......ksdkskd this is just going to be a roast im so sorry i cant help it
favourite thing about them
i GUESS that after exploiting his siblings he let them have percentages of the sales. what a king
least favourite thing about them
yelled at nell and didnt support her through a mental breakdown as she was literally crying for help days before she died, said to her face she was just crazy and “off her meds”. wrote about the trauma of his siblings in a book then proceeded to not believe a word of their experiences and gaslit them about the existence of the ghosts in the house, when they ALL saw them including hugh
favourite line
not steve saying it but THIS line by red room leigh yes “well, of course you don't. because you haven't written it yet. I mean, is anything real before you write it, Steve?” GO OFF QUEEN
brOTP
im so sorry it seems so harsh but i dont care enough abt his character to have one of these each ksdksd like peace and love but he always rubbed me the wrong way
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random headcanon
that after it all he actually makes AMMENDS and apologises to his siblings. if we saw that in the show i would actually like him so much more but alas,
unpopular opinion
of COURSE he loved his siblings and wanted them to get better, but he ignored and took advantage of them in really serious times. yes he was going through his own trauma and losing a sibling and mother but GOD so was all his other siblings and they never took advantage of him like he did. he deserves redemption but really needs to work at it
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favorite picture of them
i have to admit he looks good in sweaters! we love an author aesthetic
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get to know me: [3/10] friendships → chris and gordie
“not if I see you first”
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It’s 2020 and I’m still drawing stozier fanart
Based off of this post
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“Hell was far away from now. They’ve smelled the vomit on tramways’s seats and urine down the streets. But even if New York smelled like that time they were adventuring in the sewers, this time, that exact same smell tasted like freedom”
I’m thinking about turning this into a fic where they run away from Derry and it would just be a bunch of short stories of two teens, lost together with lot of angst and fluff
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It's funny to think that Stan was worried about being left behind, Eddie didn't want to walk out of neibolt alone but at the end the one alone is...
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stanley uris gets overwhelmed by the complicated feelings that grow in his chest over his best friend. he doesn’t know how to quantify or explain the depth of the emotion that bubbles over whenever he looks at richard tozier. he tries to put a lid over it, hiding his affection with sharp words and annoyances, but to his horror, richie sees right through him. richie doesn’t put any distance between them like stan hopes, like stan wants, like stan needs (that’s a lie, that’s a lie, he would crumble to pieces if richie ever left him alone) and those feelings just keep on forming, growing tangled roots and heavy blooms.
what do i do with all of this? stan wants to ask richie. it’s too much. it’s overflowing. an ocean of emotion, a forest of feelings. he’s running out of room for the boxes that keep his feelings hidden. what does he do with all of it?
if stan ever got the courage to tell richie, he would just laugh, and take stan’s hands in his (gently because he doesn’t want to scare him. richie knows better than anyone that stan is a skittish, nervous creature, so much like the birds that he loves)
you give it to me. richie would tell him. you give it to me, and i’ll keep it safe.
#this takes me back to the simple days of being 17 and reading nothing but stozier fanfics by stonedzier🥺#what times huh
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