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echoes-fandoms · 3 months
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My Top 100 Ships (#97: Poly!Losers Club)
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Source: It (Stephen King)
Fanfiction Rating: B+ The fics are really good and for a poly pairing there's a lot, but it's still under 200 fics and I got through them in like two weeks!!! More please and thank you!
When Did I Start Shipping Them? I started shipping them before I knew about shipping: I read the book when I was twelve and I had the shade of an idea that all of them were in love, but it wasn't until the new movie came out and reddie shipping took off that I was like 'aww but all of them are in love though' and I realized it was a central ship of mine.
Why Do I Ship Them? I love a poly found family!! I love that they feel Correct when they're all together: they all have their own individual traumas and this is the one space where they feel safe. I ship them in the early days, with that sweet summer imagery of childhood. And I ship them in the reunion, with all the weight of the years they were apart, all the new experiences they have to share now that they're back together.
Favourite Fanfiction Tropes/Staples? I will read literally anything for this ship, but I like reading about all of them falling in love. It's a complicated thing with so many people, and I could read it a thousand times.
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greenpidge101 · 10 months
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Oh cool! Could you share some of your poly losers HCs? Maybe ones centred around Benny Boy since he's your (our) favourite character. 😁
Sorry this took so long
They didn’t start dating each other until they’re young adults. They’re in separate relationships first. Richie and Stan, Mike and Eddie, Ben and Beverly. Bill being the 7th wheel.
Each couple talks about separately and then they all bring it up to Bill and he cries.
The relationship is pretty slow at first making sure that everyone is comfortable.
They get one of those Alaskan king beds so that they can all sleep in the same bed but they keep their separate beds for when they fight/aren’t feeling like cuddling all together.
They’re a different pairings (kinda like my one post)
Ben builds them a big house in their late 20’s/ early 30’s after his career takes off.
I have more so I’ll do a part 2
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does anyone know the name of this one fic on ao3 i’m looking for, it’s neibolt!losers (they’re young adults i think?) and it’s not supposed be poly!losers but it lowkey reads a lot like it,,, anyway bev makes friends w kay who also turns out to be a monster and spider stan goes into a coma i think?? also a tree grows in their house and richie gets a job at amazon and eddie gets loads of dogs?? i’m pretty sure it starts w texting but goes into prose or maybe it just stays as texting the whole time, ANYWAY this is a real long shot but i need the comfort of an old lost fic rn and i will love you forever if you know what im on about 💔💔
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frecklesandpoverty · 1 year
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you ever hear a lyric that’s so beautiful and relates to your otp so perfectly that you want to start writing fanfics?
nahhhhh, nope not me, totally not  👀
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heartfullofleeches · 11 months
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loser darling having to schedule times to fuck all of the demons. honestly i think it’d be a loser’s (my) heaven to be able to fuck and cum into so many demons.
"I can't... do this anymore...."
These beasts were going to be the death of you. It's only common knowledge that idols of lust would be insatiable when draining their prey, but this was too much for one human to take. Rather than a one and deal, these devils had chosen to latch themselves onto you for the rest of your mortal days and possibly long after when they drag your immortal soul down from whence they came. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if there was only just of them. There were three - three devils sucking you dry at all hours of the day. When one finished their meal another would take the sloppy seconds - if they weren't piling on top of you at the same time. If they smelled another human on you your torment was amplified - tongue fucked through half-assed apologies or edged into orgasming right as one tells you exactly how they slit the homewrecker's throat. Even asleep, you couldn't escape their wrath - waking to the exhausting sight of one of them between your legs more times than you could count.
The demon hanging off the end of your bed raises its head from the mattress. "Hm?~ What was that, baby? Couldn't hear you when your legs clench around my neck like that. Thought you'd snap it right in half this time...not that I'd complain."
You yank the demon up by its horns as you drag your spent body into an upright position. It mewls at your harsh grip, plush lips ghosting your jawline as its claws dip against the curve of your hip.
"I. Can't. Do. This. If you whores don't give me a break, I'll be dead within a month. Granted, it's probably the best way to go, but there's more I'd like to do before I die."
An arm shoots around your neck, pulling you towards the bust of the demon on your right now roused awake by the fuse. It kisses at your neck; moist tongue lapping at your skin and it takes all of you not to ride the savage's face like it so desired. "Have we fallen out of your favor, love? You're the one that's always complaining about your love life - when you have us right here. If anyone's hurting right now, it's us."
"I never said that. All I'm asking for is some recovery time every once in a while."
The demon in your lap hums in thought. "Hm. How about this? One of us gets to play with you when you wake up, one in the afternoon and finally right before you go to bed. We can rotate those times during the week and on weekends we get to have you whenever we'd like. Everything in between is all yours, but if you ever need us - you know were we'll be. Sound good, babe?"
"I...." You sigh. It's not much different from your current arrangements, but the best you'll get for now. "...fine."
A sleepy voice sounds from your left, peeling what remained of your night shirt off your shoulders. "Dibs on the first shift."
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devourable · 1 year
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how would your delinquents react to their darling just...not showing up to their usual spots, not returning their calls, or even (dramatic gasp) leaving their texts on read? but! turns out it's because darling's sick and went nonverbal?
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🌡️ the delinquents x sick darling 🌡️
it would NOT take long for them to figure out where you had gone. you not responding to messages was one thing, but when they don’t see you at the spots they’d usually find you in? they’d literally be hunting you down like a pack of wolves. did something happen to you? were you okay? it’d worry them sick not seeing you for even a day.
your home would be the first place they’d check — nevermind how they got in without your assistance, the extra key is for safety reasons! — and they’d practically collapse in relief when they find you crumpled up in bed, safe and sound. god knows what they’d do if you weren’t there…
mattias would immediately jump into your bed, curl up right next to you and snatch you up in his arms. he missed you so much! he’d whine and cry about how he was so worried, how he hated not getting to see you, cover your face in kisses and bury himself into your neck. he’d literally have to be peeled off of you by his friends to get separated from you.
unsurprisingly, mattie would promptly catch whatever was ailing you and later end up bedridden right next to you. he’d try to be helpful, making your bed when judas carries you out of it and fetching you something comfortable to rest in, but he’d ultimately wind up useless and have to rest beside you. which he didn’t mind — he always liked being the one to get the most skinship with you.
judas would be the first to pick up that you’re ill, though the rest of the guys wouldn’t be far behind. he’d gently scold you as he presses his hand to your forehead and neck, asking why you couldn’t have at least told them you needed help. were you so unwell that you couldn’t even call them? but he would be incapable of staying even slightly unhappy with you — the way you pressed into his hands, comforted by how cool they were compared to your feverish skin, would ironically melt his heart.
he and dom would be the ones taking most of the reigns. judas would go to work closing all your curtains, replacing your heavier blankets with light ones (no amount of complaints would stop him, your fever would never break if you stayed all bundled up!), making sure you’re well hydrated, give you a cool bath to make sure you to get all that sweat off and hopefully break your fever — he’d do so much that the other guys would claim that he was trying to hog you. which he totally was, but it was in the name of your health!
dominic, meanwhile, would get to work making you soup, ushering aaron off with his wallet to get needed ingredients and proper medicine (much to his best friend’s chagrin, but he is the only one with a car, so…). he knows your preferences already and would take advantage of that in hopes of making something capable of stoking your appetite enough to get you to eat.
he’d ask multiple times if you were sure you didn’t wanna see a doctor. if he took you to his, you’d be seeing the best of the best! surely they could give you something that’d fix you up in no time! but secretly he’d be elated when you’d decline — getting to take care of you was so fun, and if it was what you wanted then who was he to say no to you?
when aaron returns, he’d insist on being the one to feed and medicate you since he had to miss out on your care to go shopping. alongside food and medicine, he’d bring stuff that he figured you’d like — movies that you’ve been meaning to watch queued up on his laptop, a few snacks that you could try if you wanted something that wasn’t soup, a small fan to set up next to your bed, things to make yourself more comfortable. he’d pull your head into his lap and feed you, and when you were able to finish an entire meal without getting sick, he’d wipe your face and reward you with kisses of his own. ones less intense than the ones mattias gave you when they all first arrived, though. he wasn’t keen on getting sick.
all of his plans for the next few days would be canceled, no matter what they were. he could always reschedule and plan around them. you were his priority, as you were to all of his friends, and he wouldn’t spend another second away from your side when you needed him.
when you wake up the next day, you’d be greeted to the sight of all four boys sleeping around you — judas and dom on the floor, aaron propped up next to your bed, and mattias in your bed, still clinging to you. even if you feel better at that point, they’ll keep you there for juuust one more day… to make sure you’re really feeling better. they wanna make sure this type of thing doesn’t have to happen again.
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bookwyrminspiration · 5 months
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wait back the fuck up THATS what an arthropleura looks like????
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Fitz got impaled by THAT?? yeah nvm he was right to be embarrassed
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elexaria · 2 months
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Poor Simon realizing he wants the non-sexual intimacy too after he's already made reader scared of him lol
hes such a sourpuss 😭 all aggy in the apartment whenever johnny’s being fawned over by the reader and he just never puts two and two together that he actually kinda fancies the attention all to himself
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Oh, to open a psychic detective agency with your boyfriend and then not only gain a second boyfriend but also a girlfriend….IN 2006?!??????
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darkcrowprincess · 2 months
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Why most people read Stephen King: Horror.
Why I read Stephen King: Gay subtext, friendships, secondary characters, and cool villians to root for.
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antisociallilbrat · 8 months
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Sometimes I feel like me and all the other It blogs that are still lingering have some kind of running bet of who is going to stick around in this dying fandom the longest. Like we're all trying to outlast each other.
Welcome to the It fandom in 2023, we're the real clowns here.
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knific · 2 months
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wonderful poly ive been thinking about
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and trophy
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smad-lesbian · 10 months
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Can you write smth for this trope?
Like, Ronica, who is voicing out her annoyance towards the Heathers but then someone she's with in the room voices their disdain for them loudly and very obnoxiously. And Veronica who suddenly forgot she shouldn't care about them as people glares and with the most condescending voice you would ever hear from her goes "Say that again."
And the Heathers may or may not have overheard.
YES, PROTECTIVE VERONICA MY BELOVED!!!
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Veronica grumbled as she glared down at the note in her hand.
'Come to the parking lot after school, we need to get you actual clothes bitch
-H.C'
Veronica felt a falte of annoyance as she glanced at the note again, re-reading it as if it would magically change the words.
Well, it's not like she could ditch this time, she was already "on thin ice" since the party, if she missed this Chandler might show up at her house with an ax and murderous intent.
Veronica sighed in resignation. She opened her locker, with slightly more force than was necessary, cursing under her breath as she did.
"-Exactly! She obviously only got the position because of it, it makes sense, right Ronica?"
An obnoxious voice broke Veronica out of her thoughts. Veronica whipped around, facing the source of the voice, a shorter freshman, leaning against the locker beside her own, a far too cocky expression on his face, his friend, or at least Veronica assumed was his friend, standing on his left, wearing a notably more nervous expression.
"Pardon?" Veronica asked, raising an eyebrow at the young boy, not many people came up to her these days, at least not casually, everyone had left her alone since she joined the Heathers,apart from a few football players trying to gain a quick fuck or a country club kid trying to start small talk.
"Heather McNamara, everyone knows that she only made cheer captain because she spread her legs for the coach."
The kid was suicidal, it was the only possible explanation of why he would spout such bullshit, surely he wasn't that fucking stupid.
Veronica felt the thin sheet of patience she had left snap as she glared daggers at the kid.
The hallway went silent.
The freshman's friend, apparently the one with the common sense, looked Sorin wildly, seemingly searching for a possible escape route. The freshman himself still had a cocky grin on his face, apparently too stupid to realize he had just written his death in stone.
Veronica put her diary back into her locker turning to face the kid fully, her height now clearly displayed as she towered over the freshman.
"Say that again, even hint at it really, and I will make your life a living hell, you will be wishing for death by the time I'm done with you, I will make sure your can never even breathe normally again," Veronica said, her voice resembling a tone that you would use on a small child, it was loud enough for the freshman, and a couple of students that were nearby, to hear.
The confidence of the kid's face crumbled, his eyes now wide with fear as he stayed in shock at Veronica's word's.
"Do you understand me?" Veronica demanded more than asked, the kid could only nod rapidly.
"Good, now leave before I tear you a new asshole," Veronica said, apparently breaking whatever spell he had been under, making the kid scramble away, his friend close behind.
Veronica glared at them until they were no longer in her line of sight. Veronica turned back to her locker, reaching for her once again for her diary.
"Aww, who knew you were so protective, Sawyer."
Veronica froze momentarily at the familiar voice, she turned around to find Heather Chandler standing just across her, a smug smile spread on her face, just behind her were Duke, who had an unreadable expression, and Mac, who was completely red in the face.
Veronica's gaze lingered on Mac, was she sick? Embarrassed because of what the Gresham had said? That last thought made Veronica want to go in the hunt for the kid and make good on her promise.
"Come on now, we still have to go to the mall after all."
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incorrect-losers · 1 year
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Bev *sips drink*: Wow this is bad
Richie: Is it?
Richie *sips Bev’s drink*: Wow yeah this is bad
Eddie: Let me try
Eddie *sips Bev’s drink*: Oh god that’s terrible
Mike: Hey what’s going on here?
Bev: My drink is bad
Mike *sips Bev’s drink*: That’s bad
Ben: The drink is bad?
Ben *sips Bev’s drink*: The drink is bad
Bill: Did I hear something about a bad drink?
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the-angry-pixie · 8 months
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the losers love each other moodboards (16/?) - Reddie 🍦
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derrydeer · 1 year
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the losers and their fav horror movies
Bill: saw. it makes him feel better about death being a choice, and he can relate to the feeling of being tested to live. he’s seen all of the sequels with Eddie and Stan, but Richie and the others claim that the first one is all they can watch because it doesn’t have that much gore
Richie: evil dead. he loves a good zombie movie, and one with endless jokes and crude humour? sign him up!
Eddie: scream. he loves the 90’s era of horror movies and something about the plot in scream (and billy’s hotness) doesn’t seem all that scary to him
Stan: final destination. he’s a purist and will only watch the first 2, but absolutely prefers the original. something about seeing all the possible ways the characters could die before they do scratches an itch in his brain
Bev: midsommar. the rest of the losers tease her for being a new age “deep horror” fan, but she really just loves feminine rage and the poetic justice of the movie. also, florence pugh.
Ben: frankenweenie. he’s too chicken to watch a real horror movie, unless it’s midsommar with bev. he hates hearing people screaming
Mike: motel hell. he just thinks it’s silly and not horribly scary. he’s like ben, he can’t deal with people screaming that much. he also loves (spoilers) that the victims get revenge at the end
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