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sorry to do this but i am going to have to stop posting on here as i’m about to start school again and need to focus on that. i will keep my work up if anyone wants to reread or show a friend but thank you all for a wonderful time! ❤️

#thank you all #this was a dream #love ya

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could u do a hc of bill dating a short reader

why yes i can

you have to reach up to kiss him

sometimes he’ll bend down

but other times he pulls his head away to tease you

like

no no

you have to work for this

so. many. forehead. kisses!

other times you grab his shirt collar and nudge him down

you usually kiss his neck or shoulder if he’s being an ass about it

he’ll always get things from the top shelf for you

if someone makes fun of you for your height he stands up for you

he’s all “only i can do that”

cuddling with him is the best

you’ll be the little spoon, wrapped up against him

but if it’s been a rough day

he’s the little spoon and you run your hands through his hair

dancing with him is so cute

your head is rested on his chest

his head is on top of yours

you just hold on tight and sway to the music

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taglist: @fiantomartell

#bill denbrough headcanon #bill denbrough x reader #bill denbrough #it movie #it movie 2017 #reader x losers #losers club

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i loved the stolen glances fic 🥺

aw thank you!!

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Stolen Glances

request: i loveddd the Richie hc about tutoring him, do you think you could turn it into a fic?

A/N: super sorry for how long this took but it got deleted by my dog some how so what can ya do 🤷‍♀️

words: 1.2k

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“I want you to give him this practice test, and if he passes, then you don’t need to tutor him any longer.”

Madame Pratt’s voice echoed around in your head for the rest of the day because you knew that he was going to pass with flying colors. Once the seventh-period bell rang, signifying the end of the school day, you filed out the door with the rest of the students and was met with Richie leaning against his truck smoking a cigarette.

“Ready to go toots?” His voice sounded husky as he inhaled the last part of his daily smoke and crushed it under his boot.

You gave him a small nod and pulled yourself up into his truck. You thought that you would tell him the good news after today’s session and didn’t say anything as you laid your head back to watch Richie silently sing along to the songs playing on the radio. The sun hit his face perfectly, glowing and highlighting his features.

You thought back to when you first noticed him in the crowded classroom of fifth-period French class.

“Richard Tozier, maybe if you spent as much time paying attention during class as you do staring at Y/n, you would be passing.” Madame Pratt’s voice rang out, catching your attention.

You turned your head to the right and was met with a blushing Richie. He smirked and winked in your direction before turning back to his notebook to doodle.

That was the first time you really paid attention to Richie at all. After that encounter you seemed to notice him everywhere you went, you even saw him standing at the side of a party while you danced.

Throughout the next couple of weeks, Richie had improved at an amazing speed (“Aw shucks, I just have a great tutor.”) but still goofed around during his lessons. The next week you had missed your first-period, failed a math test, and found out your ex had cheated on you through your whole relationship. Richie had stopped distracting you that day and followed along in the lesson. Afterwards, he invited you to spend time with him and his group of friends.

He took you to the quarry, and Bev immediately liked you. She stayed by your side, telling you funny stories about Richie that made you realise how much you liked him when he buried his face in his hands and begged Bev to stop.

When you saw him at parties now, it was always because he gave you a ride. He would get you both a drink, dance with you, and make sure you got home safely. Your face now deepens in color as you remember the night you were dared to take a body shot off of him.

Bill had suggested playing truth or dare and Beverly kept giving you knowing glances that made you keep choosing dare so you didn’t say anything you would regret. The dares were slowly increasing from Mike drinking out of the toilet to someone from your science class doing a striptease.

Your mind was foggy and didn’t take in the fact that Bev was the person asking you the question. The word ‘dare’ came out of your mouth before you could think otherwise and she spat out ‘body shot off Richie’ moments later.

You glanced up at the boy you were leaning on to make sure he was comfortable with it, and he tilted his head slightly in response. He laid down on the ground after taking his shirt off and waited for Stan to come back with the supplies.

“It isn’t going to be weird after, is it?” Your voice was silent compared to everyone shouting around the two of you.

“Nothing with you is ever weird.” His voice of reason made all of your doubts fly out the window when Stan came back with the salt, lime and tequila.

Richie tried hard to concentrate on anything else besides how your tongue felt from his hip bone to his navel. Your fingers dipped into the salt and placed it on the line before taking in how plump Richie’s lips were around the lime.

With people cheering for you to go, you sucked in a breath and licked back up the line and took the shot before leaning in to take the lime. Your brain had engraved the slight feeling of Richie’s lips on yours before you had to sit back up.

“What are you thinking about?” Richie’s voice rips you from your thoughts when you realise that you were stopped in his driveway.

“I think this is going to be our last lesson.” Your bottom lip stuck out a little bit to give him a pity pout at the news.

“It ain’t over till the fat lady sings.” He opened your car door for you and led you up to his house.

His house had become a second home to you. You came over wherever you had good news or couldn’t sleep. You walked over to the dining room table and got out the practice test for Richie.

“That’s all?” He tilted his head to the side in confusion since you usually had a textbook and five pages sprawled out for him.

“Yeah, Madame Pratt wants you to take this practice test to see your progress.”

When he sat down and started to fill out the answers, he could tell that something was off. You had mentioned that this could be your last session, and it clicked in his head. He looked over to see you reading a book for English class, and he subtly went back to erase his answers so far.

He tried to act frustrated at the worksheet in front of him, so you didn’t get suspicious. You glanced over to make sure Richie was doing okay on his test and saw him clenching his jaw in frustration. He put his pencil down and ran his hands through his hair in thought of what the answer was.

Richie turned his head towards you when he felt a pair of eyes watching him. To his amusement, you turned your head back to your book and flicked your eyes from it to him. The next time he noticed your eyes on him, he winked dramatically and said, “Tu voyes quelque chose que tu aimes?”

Do you see something you like?

Cocky bastard, you began to think before your brain got fuzzy at the act of Richie placing his hands on your cheeks and pulling you close. His lips slotted against yours while you noticed the butterflies in your stomach. You thought about how obvious it was now that he liked you and it felt right, but before you could deepen it or react that much, he pulled away.

His hands that were resting on your cheeks went to rub his neck, a nervous feature you had soon figured out, and he gazed towards the floor about to apologise. You reached out, grabbing the collar to his Hawaiian shirt and lightly rolled your eyes before placing your lips on his again.

You could feel Richie’s chapped lips curve up against your smooth ones into a smile and you couldn’t help but follow his actions, feeling the exact same way. He tasted like his afternoon smoke and mint.

You pulled away as it was hard to kiss him when you were both smiling like idiots, and rested your forehead on his, breathing out, “I like you.”

“Yeah, no shit.” Richie chuckled and pulled you back in.

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taglist: @fiantomartell

#richie tozier #richie tozier imagine #richie tozier x reader #reader x losers #it #it movie #it movie 2017 #it characters #itmovie #itmovie2017 #richie tozier is hot

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i loveddd the Richie hc about tutoring him, do you think you could turn it into a fic?

this is what i am working on right now so it’ll be out friday!!

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guess whose dog stepped on her computer and somehow deleted the richie fic?? this girl’s. i know it sounds like the ‘my dog ate my homework’ type thing but seriously how does this even happen ugggh

#fic out friday #wish me luck #how does this happen #im so sorry

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okay hear me out, the losers club being suuupppeeerr protective of the reader but with angst. i know i know i know, it might sound hard but you are an amazing writer so i believe in you and also i tried to leave as much room for creativeness as possible

i’ve never written angst so let me know if you like it!

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Sleepless Nights

request: okay hear me out, the losers club being suuupppeeerr protective of the reader but with angst. i know i know i know, it might sound hard but you are an amazing writer so i believe in you and also i tried to leave as much room for creativeness as possible

warning: it is technically considered angst and there isn’t a love interest

words: 1k

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“Why don’t you trust me?” Your voice sounded quiet over the vibrating speakers that laid sporadically around the house.

“I do trust you. I just don’t trust other guys.” Ethan rolled his eyes as he fed you his bullshit answer again.

You scoffed as soon as the lie fled from his mouth. Every time you went out, he wanted you in a skirt but not too short to be considered slutty and not too long to seem prudish.

If you went to a party, he told you whether you could drink or not. Honestly, you had been sick of how he treated you for a while, but you were too scared to break it off. He had never hit you but with how he was always defensive, never say never.

You argued back all of the times you couldn’t do something just because he said so. Ethan’s hand went up quickly but stood there watching you flinch at the act.

He slowly lowered his hand, “It’s over,” Ethan stated and bumped shoulders with you as he left.

You tried to take in deep breaths, but you were always found inhaling cigarette smoke that floated through the air of the party. With tears about to overflow, you made your way outside.

A painful longing began to form in your chest when you thought back to the good parts of your past relationship as he was the first person to show a serious interest in wanting to get to know you.

He started off as a co-worker at the local diner in town. You harmlessly flirted with him when your shifts crossed paths and got to know who he was. Ethan took the first step into friendship territory when he invited you to see a movie with his friends.

It was a terrifying movie, and you would never forget how he was there to comfort you through the jump scares and gore. It morphed into hanging out every Saturday that you both had off and if the other did work then you would pay a small visit.

Your friendship transformed into relationship territory after he dropped you off and confessed his feelings were more than platonic. Ethan was your first kiss, and you remember running straight to Bev to squeal like little schoolgirls on a playground.

However, soon you found out that Ethan didn’t treat his romantic relationships with the same care as his friendships. He was always busy with other people, didn’t care about your opinions, and always lied.

“Hey,” A meek voice belonging to your friend Bill cut through the silence that filled the outdoors.

You could only see the outline of the losers club come to comfort you as your tears blurred your vision. Mike reached you first and pulled you into a group hug. Your friends kept mumbling about how your ex was a jerk and that you’re better off.

That night Bev stayed the night to take your mind off of the breakup. Honestly, you never had time to think about it cause, after that, the losers made sure you were never alone.

They didn’t want to see you ever get hurt again. One of them would constantly be talking to you so your mind didn’t wander, they kept snacks close by when you were hungry and kept you away from Ethan.

Every night there was one of your friends sleeping over at your house. You weren’t complaining, but sometimes you needed your personal space.

Tonight you thought that it was finally time that no one would barge through your front door and jump into your bed. Or no one would hop into your shower claiming you had the best water and then stay the night.

Though you were proven wrong when you heard Eddie struggling to climb up the tree next to your bedroom window. He lightly tapped on your window after trying to lift it and realised that it was locked.

You sat on your bed, shaking your head while watching him. You moved to sit on the floor in front of the window when he motioned you to come towards him.

“What’s wrong?” His voice was muffled by the windowpane, so you lifted the window since the screen was still there to keep him out.

“I just need some time alone.”

“But you like having someone sleep next to you, it brings you comfort,” Eddie argued, thinking back to sleepovers where you would always cuddle close with anyone that laid next to you.

“I’m a big girl Eds. I think I can handle a small breakup.” You said, using the nickname you knew Richie reserved the right to.

Eddie made a face at the nickname, “I know but I’m supposed to stay with you-”

You cut Eddie off with a pleading look.

“I’ll see you at school tomorrow, okay.” You slowly lowered the window down and walked back to your bed.

Defeated, Eddie slinked back down the tree and walked out into the night. You were left shocked, wondering how that actually worked. Emptiness filled your head as you stared up at your ceiling in the darkness.

Breakup, wow. You didn’t have much time to process what had happened weeks before. Your heart hurt when you realised that there would be no more pizza dates on his roof.

You let out a shaky breath and took in the fact that you didn’t have anyone special to run and tell good news, no matter how small.

“I found a pencil on the ground in English class today.” A bright smile was prominent on your face when telling Ethan.

“It’s good to hear you had a great day bubs.” Ethan produced the same level of excitement while wrapping you in a tight hug.

You would never hear him call you bubs again. You didn’t know when you started to cry, but the tears were falling, and you weren’t sure when they would stop. Probably never, but that was what it was like to have your heartbroken weeks ago and just now realise how much you really lost.

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taglist: @fiantomartell

#it #it movie #itmovie #it movie 2017 #it characters #richie tozier #bill denbrough #stanley uris #eddie kaspbrak #losers #losers club #angst

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Eddie Kaspbrak Headcanons

dating punk eddie

#eddie kaspbrak #punk eddie #eddie kaspbrak x reader #eddie kaspbrak headcanon #headcanon

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god i love punk eddie so much

nobody is quiet sure what caused eddie to turn punk

but you loved it

he wears beaten up band tees

a small silver chain around his neck

paints his nails black

and best of all

he bleached his hair

it was especially hot when his natural hair began to shine through

but like he’s hot and cute???

you loved pulling on his chain to get a kiss

eddie would pull you into his lap constantly

he’d press kisses on your shoulder when listening to another person talk

especially pulling you onto his lap when his mom is around to piss her off

he argues with his mom a ton bc she says that you’re a bad influence

that just causes him to spend the night at your house

punk eddie is so SOFT

he’ll find things that remind him of you and keep it on him until he sees you again

eddie rolls his eyes so much when he disagrees with someone

you find it hot and tell him

he’ll blush at first then start to tease you

so when he rolls his eyes he’ll make eye contact with you first

he drives you insane

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taglist: @fiantomartell

#punk eddie #eddie kaspbrak #eddie kaspbrak x reader #eddie kaspbrak headcanon #headcanons

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i’ve heard soulwillower talk about this and i love it... lifeguard bill.

oh hell yes. i’m a huge fan of @soulwillower and love the concept of lifeguard bill

going to the pool when he’s working and getting shit from your younger sibling for staring but you don’t care uggghhhh

#lifeguard bill #bill denbrough #anon #concept

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punk eddie opening the car door for you wherever you go

um yes. one, i love punk eddie. two, that would be so cute like he’s only soft for you🥺🥺

#punk eddie #cuuuuute #my heart 🥺🥺🥺 #anon

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okay but think of richie being super nervous for your first date and having to make small talk with your dad but when you come down the stairs everything is right in the world ahhhh

oh my god. this is adorable!!! just imagine for the rest of the date he won’t hold your hand and you’re like 😮🥺 and he’s like my hands are sweaty i’m nervous

#richie tozier #adorable #how cute is this #concept #anon

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aiden flaunting you around grace when you have hickies and she gets upset since y'all are sinning

hehehe could you imagine how mad she would get with this

#could you imagine #aiden hall #the lodge #yesssss #anon

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bill's window is right next to yours so you end up talking all night after you move into town

yessss i am such a simp for next door neighbor fics

#bill denbrough #next door neighbors #concept #anon

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yo send in some concepts i wanna talk with ya

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omg i loved warmth so much it was so good! can i have a pt. 2 maybe? i'd more besties and lovers moments of y/n and stanley

so sorry for how long this took. here you are!