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Me, a lesbian, trying to explain why I have a hoard of dark- haired, browned-eye men:

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9 - No Right Choice

Prompt: #9 “There’s no right side to this”

Fandom: You (Joe Goldberg x Reader x Love Quinn)

Word Count: 845 words.

Summary: You confront Love’s past actions after you managed to escape Joe’s cage.

Warnings: Yandere theme, threats, kidnapping, swearing.

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Over My Head

poly!gang sleepover

@blurrybowers I know this has been a long time coming! it took me a fat minute to bust it out, but I finally finished it, and I hope it does you justice :-)

“What the fuck,” you whispered angrily at the hooligans currently crawling through your window. It was about 11 P.M., you were tired, and now you had guests. Great. At least it was the weekend.

“What? You not happy to see me?” Henry dared, though you knew better than to indulge in his threats by now.

You had been his friend since childhood, just about the only person who consciously chose to look past his tough-guy façade and get to know the person underneath. He was annoyed by your friendship at first, but over the years learned to appreciate you and even consider you a friend. 

“A little bit of warning would’ve been appreciated… but I guess I know better than to expect that of you by now, huh?” you teased, relaxing back against your pillows. Henry sat down on your bed right next to you. For the last few years, he had tended to stay very physically close to you. Ever since junior high he’d had this habit, and it was assumed that it was his own closed-off way of maintaining your friendship. You knew he was protective of the few things he could call his own; maybe that applied to his friends, as well.

Or you, at least. But he had really been protective of you since elementary school. It was just his personality.

Your T.V. was on low, out of courtesy to your parents, and you had The Lost Boys playing. 

“This movie is so gay,” Henry commented. You rolled your eyes.  “That’s because you’re straight,” you quipped back. “Everyone in that movie is hot.” 

“You’re hot.” “Hi, Patrick.” He was a creep, sure, but he didn’t scare you. You had grown used to his quirkiness through years of knowing Henry. 

“Shut up, Hockstetter,” said Vic. What a sweetheart, you thought to yourself. “Hey, (Y/N). Sorry for the lack of warning.” He sat down on your window seat, on the side closest to you.  “Don’t sweat it, amigo,” you ruffled his bleach-blond hair, “What are friends for?” “Aw, and here I thought we were more than friends,” the dark-haired boy piped up again. He took a seat next to you on your bed, wrapping his arm securely around your shoulder, and putting his forehead to the side of your head. This did not please Henry, on the other side of you, in the slightest.

“Watch it, Pat,” Henry spat. Oh, Henry. Always the territorial drama queen. You thought it was just because you’d been best friends since childhood, but the guys knew something you didn’t know, which was that Henry felt… well, whatever could be equated to a crush for that boy. It at least explained how protective he felt of you. 

Patrick merely snickered. 

“Hey Reg!” you greeted the last boy to crawl in through the window. You refused to call him ‘Belch’, it just sounded ridiculous to you. He gave a cheeky smile in return. 

“Hey, (Y/N). It cool if we crash here?” “I guess, you guys, but my parents wake up at 6, so… I guess either be gone, or hide well.” 

“Got it. Thanks,” Reg whispered. 

“Where do your parents think you are right now?” you asked, to no one particular. 

“My mom think’s I’m at Vic’s,” Reg told you. 

“Mine thinks I’m at Belch’s,” Vic said in reponse. 

“My mom doesn’t care where the fuck I go,” Patrick snickered, “Long as I’m ot of her hair.”

As usual, Henry was the least verbal. You knew all about the rocky, strained relationship he had with his father. Everyone knew they had problems, but no one knew about it like you did. He was your best friend, he confided in you whenever he needed to. Of course, this was much more common when you two were little kids growing up, because once high school came around, he stopped mentioning it as much. But you knew still that there were a lot of unresolved tensions between the two. You knew better than to ask about it, though. If he wanted to tell you about it, he would. And it seemed like tonight he didn’t. 

“One of these days you’re all gonna get your asses caught,” you warned. “Don’t expect me to cover for you. I’m the victim in this situation.” “No you’re not,” Patrick said, “You’re lucky. Because we pick you to grace with our presence. A god stands before you,” he smirked. 

“Shut the fuck up,” you and Henry both said in unison. You looked at him for a moment, then burst into supressed giggles. The rest of the gang followed suit (even Patrick, though he was the butt of the joke).

An hour later, everyone was asleep, save for Henry. You were tucked under your covers and using his chest as a pillow, your arm subconsciously thrown across his midriff. Reg and Vic were both propped up against the wall, and Patrick was on the other side of you, an arm around your waist. Henry wanted desperately to move it, but chose not to so he wouldn’t seem like he cared that much. In the back of his mind, he knew he did care, but he wasn’t ready to tell anyone that just yet. The boys all knew without him having to say it, but other than them, that was it. 

He looked down at you, and gently brushed some hair out of your face to get a better view of you. His other arm was secure around your shoulders. How were you so oblivious? he wondered. Could you really not see just how much he cared for you? Or were you ignoring it on purpose? Maybe you didn’t reciprocate, and ignorance was easier than shutting him down and potentially losing a best friend. 

But he wouldn’t dwell on that now. You were content to let him hold you while you slept, and you trusted him. You loved him, even, albeit not in the way he preferred. But he wouldn’t take your affections for granted. 

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Bill Skarsgård as Mark in Assassination Nation (2018)

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bill skarsgård ‒ assassination nation. (2018)

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I Saw You - Masterlist (You Fic) COMPLETE

Pairing: Joe Goldberg x Reader

Rating: Mature to Explicit

Warnings: Incel/abusive/stalker mindset, derogatory language, casual murder, objectification 

Summary: A lover of books and the ambience of old book stores, you find Mooney’s after moving into the area and are thrilled to discover a helpful book clerk. Joe, on the other hand, has just discovered his new obsession

Word Count:  25,778

(All Chapter titles are Books)

Chapter 1 - The Great Red Dragon

Chapter 2 - Deception Point Chapter 3 - Summer Knight

Chapter 4 - Great Expectations

Chapter 5 - All Quiet on the Western Front

Chapter 6 - The Perks Of Being A Wallflower

Chapter 7 - Misery

Chapter 8 - The Dead Zone

Chapter 9 - American Psycho

Chapter 10 - A Clash of Kings

Chapter 11 - Brave New World

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When You Play Patrick’s Game

Request: Anonymous: Headcanons for when Patrick’s always hopping from girl to girl but he tells you you’re his, what happens when you start hopping around from guy to guy?

It started simple at first

He took an interest in you 

It intrigued him how you weren’t annoyed or disgusted by his flies

After that he made an effort to hit on and attempt to grope you if he was close enough

To which you still ignored him despite the fact that you thought he was hot

Breaks into your house one night and asks what gives, saying he doesn’t like being ignored

Makes a move smashing his lips on yours

You end you having sex 

He tells you that you’re his before climbing back out the window

He comes by your locker the next day, kisses you, and asks how his girl is doing

It’s a decent conversation, but later in the day you see him flirting with multiple girls 

And later coming by your house again for sex

This pattern continues for a few weeks before you decide enough is enough and start flirting with some other guys, always making sure Patrick could see you in one way or another 

He starts you off with a warning that you “don’t wanna do that” and that you’re “his”

As you don’t listen it gets to the point where he gives you “punishments” during sex and making you tell him your his and kicking the shit out of any guy you hit on

But the last straw is when you hit on one of his friends (take your pick of which boy you want it to be) 

He slams you into a locker and all but demands that you stop “being a slut” 

This moment is absolutely terrifying to you 

Of course your fear just turns him on 

He starts kissing your neck before you push him off

You think he may hurt you, but he just gives you daggers shooting a shock right to your core

You tell him the only reason you did it was because he was going around with other girls and it finally clicks that you actually have a thing for him 

He chuckles and while you don’t really believe it he tells you he’ll stop if you do

To your surprise he actually keeps his end of the deal at least as far as you can tell

Your his and he’s yours, it’s a fucked up lust driven relationship, but no one can tear you two apart

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Funsize- Belch Huggins Imagine

Request: Anonymous: I’ve wanted to request you for a while so here we go, what do you think about Belch having a SUPER small and petit girlfriend and her getting the front seat of any over Henry, and belch getting mad because Hen and Pat keep making jokes about how she’d make a perfect pornstar

Warnings: Mentions of sex

Your height was never an issue for you, sure you were small, but you were feisty. Sure you were teased here or there, but you didn’t let it affect you. That was until you got an over 6 foot boyfriend and had to hang around with his friends.

Reggie was in your math class and you two had been pining for a while, it wasn’t until you offered to tutor him that a real connection form. Of course it took him forever to actually make a move, but when he did you gladly accepted his invitation to go to the drive in with him.

He was super sweet and the height difference wasn’t an issue at all like some might think it would be. In fact thought it was adorable how small you were and always jokingly called you”fun size”. He didn’t mind leaning down or picking you up, hell every time he saw you he always picked up and spun you around, kissing you before putting you back down.

Also despite your size you never had a problem hanging around with the other three towering boys. Well for the most part. You knew as soon as Reggie first offered you the front seat, that it could cause a rift with Henry. And that was the absolute last thing you wanted.

At first you were surprised he just mumbled a comment and left you be. It was completely unlike him, not that you were complaining. After a bit to try and annoy Reggie into his spot back, Henry followed suit in Patrick’s bullshit.

Saying stuff like how your size would be perfect for you to be sandwiched between two taller guys, how it would look seeing you climb someone like a tree, how your mouth would get stretched to the max by them, and even how somehow your size would make you great for porn.

All of this absolutely disgusting Reggie, while it made you uncomfortable, it made him absolutely fucking livid. And one day when they were going in to detail about it, oh fuck did it set Reggie off.

“Can you two assholes quit talking about fucking my girlfriend or her bein’ or porn or any other shit?! If you don’t knock it off I’ll kick you out of the damn car!” he shouts, surprising not only you and the guys, but himself as well.

Henry throws his hands up in surrender, and Patrick just snickers.

‘So Belchy’s got a bite huh?”, Patrick jokes.

“Don’t push it Pat,” Reggie sneers.

When you pull up to the diner the boys go in, but you stop Reggie for a sec.

“You good?”

“Yeah. Yeah I’m good. I just hate when they talk about you like that,” he sighs.

“I know, it’s annoying and gross and all, but he just wanted his spot back.”

“Yeah we’ll he ain’t gonna get it that way. Besides you’re my girl, you’ll always get the front. I want you next to me, not getting felt up by Hockstetter.”

You nod and start to tip toe before he gets what you want and picks you up to kiss you.

“Better?”

“Better.”

“K now let’s go eat some garbage,” you joke taking his hand and entering the diner.

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Ransom- Mafia!Poly!PatHen X Denbrough!Reader Imagine

Request: No here is the 18th day of the 25 days of trickkombowerskru! which goes to @chlorinevomit​​ and they wanted a mafia au poly PatHen imagine where the reader is bills older sister and the bowers gang are holding her hostage for ransom???

A/N: Look at ya girl making more combo gifs of our older boys! I wanted a more dangerous looking gif of Tom Cavanagh who is my hc for older Pat (with a very distinct look that isn’t like in the gif, but it’s just for you to see his face dm me if you wanna know how I specifically envision Pat), but I couldn’t find one, so I figured the smirk was Pat enough. I also made a gif of this with all the older boys and it looked so cool, but since it is really just PatHen I just cut it down to those two. (if you wanna see the full gif dm me)

Warnings: Mentions of sex

You wriggled around in the chair you were currently tied to, trying desperately to find a part of the knot that was loose enough for you to slip out of. Unfortunately none of the rope would budge, and before you could make another move, the bag on your head was ripped off. You are met by the four dip shits who made up the Bowers Gang, the rival gang to your brother’s.

“If you’re gonna try to kill me just get it over with, I don’t need my hands to kick all of your asses.”

Henry, their leader, sauntered his way over to you, chuckling as he took your chin in his hands.

“Cute, real cute Sweetheart, but we ain’t gonna kill ya. We just need you for leverage.”

“Leverage. Leverage for what?”

“For ransom money from your punk ass little brother,” Patrick, his second hand responds.

“What do you say boys? How much is she worth $100,000?,” Henry asks.

“You’re gonna ask my brother for one hundred thousand?”

“You’re right, let’s make it two,” Vic, the real brains behind their gang adds.

“200k divides even better by four,” Belch, the muscle of the group, chimes in.

“So yeah no worries Princess, you’re of no use to us if your dead. SO don’t worry your pretty little face,” Patrick smirks.

“Bite me,” you respond through gritted teeth.

“Sounds fun? Where?” he taunts, getting close to your neck. 

“My brother and his friends are gonna find me and you won’t get shit.”

“That’s what you think Baby, but we’ve got you here in one of our brand new hide outs,” Henry flirts, stroking your cheek with his hands.

“Who knows maybe you’ll be useful for more than that,”

“Fuck you,” you growl, spitting in his face.

“Feisty. Like it.”

“What you say we tag team her Hen? Get her all hot and bothered then leave her there begging for us?” Patrick asks.

“Pat cut that shit out,” Belch barks.

“He’s right, she ain’t ready to take both of us, wait until she comes around.

After the guys film a ransom video to send to your brother and his gang, you get untied by Belch, and brought to a new room with a bed and a small tv.

He handcuffs you to the bed posts.

“Sorry bout that,” he apologizes.

“As far as hostage type scenarios go, at least you fuckers gave me a place to sleep,” you joke.

The next morning he brings you some food, uncuffing one of your hands, before bringing you back to the chair.

It went like that for the past few days, and as much as you hate to admit it, your faith in your brother was slightly wavering, but you still had some.

God the rope was insufferable, as if the guys themselves weren’t enough, on top of Patrick and Henry’s constant flirting, which you also hated to admit was starting to get under you skin. 

They may have been your rivals, but they were also hot as hell. The four of them were passing a round a bottle of whiskey, god what you wouldn’t do for a drink right now.

“Can I have some that?”

“You sure it’s pretty strong Hot Stuff,” Henry says.

“I can hold my liquor asshole,”

“Fine, but you gotta give me a little kiss.”

“One kiss?”

“One little kiss that’s it.”

“Fine.”

He goes over to you, leaning down, taking your face in his hands, just like the day they brought you here. When your lips touch, he tastes like the whisky mixed with a hint of weed, which you had figured they smoked last night, after you were brought to your room.

Against your better judgement, Henry was a damn good kisser, and once his tongue slips into your mouth, you can’t help, but let out a moan.”

Henry pulls away with a smirk.

“Well shit if that’s what’s a little kiss is to you, I’d love to see some more Princess,” Patrick snickers.

“Rules is rules,” Henry adds, he holds the bottle up to you, and you take a rather large swig, basking in the burn it left down your throat, yet the refreshing feeling it gave you.

“You want a hit?,” Patrick questions holding out a new blunt.

“Please,”

“Give me what he got and I’ll think about it.”

You oblige, also letting out a moan because damn Patrick was a good kisser, he also tasted like whiskey, and despite the weed, it was more of a general tobacco taste on his lips.

“Oh yeah now that’s the stuff baby!”

You felt like you were going crazy, or at least getting a major case of Stockholm because in that moment all you wanted was more. before you could ask for it though, your brother comes in, armed, with Ben, Bev, and Mike by his side. You could hear the rest of the gang in the van. 

“Billy!,” you shout to get his attention.

“Y/N!”

He runs to you and unties you as the others take care of the guys.

“Told you, you’d end yup with jackshit,” yous near.

“I’d hardly call those kisses jack shit,” Henry spits back, luckily Bill didn’t hear any of it.

The gang gets you back to base and after making sure you’re fine, talk to you about what went down. you hated the fact that you couldn’t get those kisses out of your mind. 

The next showdown you had with the Bowers gang ended worse than usual, you were almost all beat to shit,a bullet was in Eddie’s shoulder, and Richie’s glasses were broken. You got out unscathed only because Patrick and Henry had pulled you aside to try and get something from you

While you held out at the moment, you later snuck out to see them, taking them up on their offer. Thus your sneaking out to fuck around began. You hated gong behind your brother’s back, you couldn’t resist the pleasure they both brought you.

After you were caught, it did not end well, but after a gigantic argument from both sides, you found a compromise. You assured your brother you would never switch sides and join them, but also told your boys that they had to make you stop sneaking around.

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Fake Characters -- Patrick Hockstetter

*My masterlist link can be found in my blog description*

Request: “Patrick headcanons for him having a girlfriend who’s really preppy and innocent until he finds out one night how demented she actually is and she’s actually crazier than him and his heart Z O O M S” - @saea

Summary: Patrick gets assigned to a project with you, and slowly finds himself trying to pick you apart.

Warnings: explicit drug use (cocaine), light sexual themes, blood, violence, and lowkey murder

Pairing: Patrick Hockstetter x fem!reader

Word Count: 5,700+

A/N: I’m sorry this is so late, but honestly, are we surprised? Anyways, this isn’t how I usually write things, it’s a really long imagine rather than HC’s, and it doesn’t follow the request entirely (sorry lmao). Also, we don’t do Consistent Tenses in This House and we’re not gonna talk about the ending. Enjoy lmfao

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beep beep, richie

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Lorenzo Zurzolo in Baby (2018 —)

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A Thief Or A Hero

Mickey has always been a client of your boyfriends.

Pairing: Mickey x Reader

He sauntered into your apartment like he always did, charges and ready to buy. His long legs happily carrying him around the room he made look that much smaller with his towering height. He’d stop every now and then to peek at new decor you’d set up along the walls. Decor that never really lasted due to-

“Hey what’s up doll,” Mickey plopped down on the couch not so far from you. You scanned over his denim jean jacket to his jeans to his boots the way he fidgeted with his tattooed fingers drumming on his kneecap.

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Bill Skarsgård as Henry Pearl 

in Battlecreek (2017)

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Faking it- part two

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Four times you stole from the boys and the one time they caught you

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my heart is melting 😭

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