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bagerfluff · 5 months
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Stutter Problems
Bill Denbrough x Male Reader
Prompt - “I personally love everything about you”
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“Come one Bill” Y/n pushed as he faced Bill. He and Bill were sitting on his bed. But Bill wasn’t talking. He hadn’t talked all day. Y/n thought that Bill didn’t feel like talking, didn’t have anything to say, or was sad. Bill tended to get quiet when he was sad.
But now that they were alone in Y/n’s bedroom Y/n was trying to get Bill to talk. “What’s wrong?” Y/n had asked, and it felt like the tenth time he’s said it. Bill just shook his head as he looked at his lap.
Bill didn’t feel like talking. Not with his stutter. Bill didn’t like his stutter. It made him hard to understand. Everyone at school, except for the losers, bully him for it.
Bill had tried to fix it. By standing in front of a mirror and trying to talk without a stutter. But it didn’t work, it never did. Nothing worked. So Bill decided that he would be mute. He wouldn’t talk.
And so far, it was working. Bill thought he could pull this off. Until now. Because it was very hard not to talk when his boyfriend was sitting in front of him begging him to talk. “Please?” Y/n had asked in a hurt voice.
He felt sad that he couldn’t help his boyfriend. That was his job. Yet he couldn’t do it. And for Bill, that was when the flood gates shot open. Tears started pouring down Bill’s face as he tried to wipe them away.
Y/n was shocked, but he quickly got over the shock and pulled Bill into his lap. Y/n wrapped one of his arms around Bill’s waist as the other went to play with his hair.
Bill wrapped his arms around Y/n waist and buried his head in Y/n’s shoulder as he cried. Bill sobbed as Y/n tried to calm him. But eventually, Y/n was able to slow Bill’s crying.
Tears were still falling down his face, but he had stopped sobbing. And that was progress in Y/n’s eyes. “Now” Y/n said “Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” Bill removed his head and looked in Y/n eyes.
Y/n was looking at Bill softly. With no anger. Bill felt safe. So he told Y/n. “m-my s-th-t-a-t-tter” Bill stuttered. It was worse than normal since Bill was just crying.
“I h-a-at-e i-it” Bill whispered as Y/n kept running his hand through Bill’s hair. Y/n nodded before he spoke “I personally love everything about you” he stated. Y/n sealed it with a kiss and he pushed Bill’s head back into his shoulder.
“Even your stutter” 
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strangestdrabbles · 2 years
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Hello! If requests are opened, may I please request some headcanons about what being married to Bill Denbrough would be like?
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OKAY I LOVE THIS HC REQUEST
okay but being married to bill would be wonderful
he is so creative and talented,, you would love to come up behind him and wrap your arms around him while he’s writing one of his novels
he would do his best to cover the screen so you can’t peek
HE WOULD SPOIL YOU
buy you flowers and take you to cute,, in the wall coffee shops
ALOT OF CUDDLES,, especially if you both have the day off
sometimes it would be hard because he would have vivid nightmares of the summer of 1983 and would wake up panicking and crying
of course you would be there
you would be his best friend,, allowing him to be completely and utterly himself
yours and his favourite thing would be you playing with and running your hands through his hair
he would say ‘i love you’ a lot because he would want you to know how much he cherishes you
DUMB DAD JOKES
“why isn’t a koala a bear?”
rolling your eyes, “why?”
“because it doesn’t have the right KOALA-fications”
then him cackling while you run your hands over your face, annoyed at how cheesy the joke was
his favourite thing to do would be to lay his head on your lap while he reads a book and you watch tv or also read, just feeling completely comfortable
you would get along so well with the rest of the loser’s club,, especially richie because how could you not???
he would let you read his manuscripts,, wanting your opinion on the book but especially the ending ((but can you blame him?? his endings aren’t always great))
you both would be completely and utterly in love with each other,, truly the type to be written in the stars
just being married to bill would be a dream
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wintaswan · 5 months
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pennywise a real one for killing eddie before he could experience covid. he would have LOST IT
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strangesickness · 2 months
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i was talking about stan and his OCD the other day but i didn't really talk about how the other losers would act about it. so!
please remember that OCD is a varied condition and not everyone with it is like what is depicted in this post!
bill
at first stan keeps his obsessions to himself, he's pretty aware of what is a "typical" thought process and what is his brain being kinda weird
but eventually bill finds him having a panic attack over something seemingly mundane. young stan to me had obsessions that focused on the supernatural and "curses", so something like opening an umbrella indoors throws him into hysterics
and as soon as he realizes what he's doing he's humiliated, because like who the fuck cares? everyone knows that's just a stupid superstition, and he's so worried bill's going to think he's a weirdo or a coward
but bill is like. extremely reasonable about it, i think he's used to georgie getting upset over seemingly nonsensical things (the way kids do), so he's just used to treating things he doesn't understand with severity.
maybe there's nothing scary to him about opening an umbrella indoors, but its clearly upset stan and that's what matters here. he calmly asks him what he's upset about and reassures him that if it upsets him then its important
he gets stan to talk through it, bill brings up how richie always opens his umbrella indoors but nothing bad has ever happened to him because of it, which doesn't help a ton because OCD isn't typically very reasonable, but it helps a bit, and stan calms down enough that bill bringing up richie prompts him to go off on a rant about something stupid richie did at school while bill was gone
eddie
despite not having OCD eddie gets it, especially after he finds out that he isn't actually sick
eddie is the first person stan chooses to tell about the weird circles his brain runs in, because he knows eddie still carries around his fake inhaler
eddie isn't scared of the same things stan is, but he can understand being afraid of something he logically knows can't hurt him. they're pretty good at working each other out of panic attacks because of this
richie
(the things richie says to stan here are things you should never ever say to someone with OCD unless you have their express permission, stan finds it funny and helpful, and as someone with OCD so do i, but many will not, and talking like this could make their mental state worse and is just generally an asshole thing to do!)
on paper richie is an asshole to stan about his OCD, he calls him unreasonable, tells him he makes no sense, he's worrying over nothing, etc.
he frequently makes fun of stan's obsessions, if stan says something he thought because of his OCD richie will repeat it back to him in a Voice
but by some miracle this does wonders for stan
if anyone else was saying this stuff it would make him feel like shit, but because it's richie it's hilarious (not that he shows it)
richie assigning characters to his obsessions has managed to completely discredit some of them, and stan is straight up Not Bothered by some of them anymore because as soon as the thought pops up so does richie's voice and he can't take it seriously
there's the scandalized mother who thinks stan is a horrible person for not appreciating his meals properly or something
there's the conspiracy theorist trying to convince stan curses are real
and there's the high school coach who acts like stan is a one man army and they're going to lose the entire war if stan doesn't fold his sheets properly
stan doesn't want to give richie credit for his improved mental state because the way he did it is ridiculous, but yeah, richie and his voices have definitely helped
beverly
bev is great at Not Talking About It and Being Normal About It
stan will say something extremely concerning (use your imagination, i don't want to provide an example lol), and bev is like "yeah thats fucked up." and then they move on
he never gets the feeling she's brushing him off or anything, she'd definitely Actually Talk About It if he asked, but sometimes he just needs to get the thought out there and then immediately move on
sometimes it is exhausting to actually talk about feelings, sometimes stan just needs to express that he's feeling something, be acknowledged, then move on
"i just thought [insert concerning compulsion he doesn't want to do]" "or we could skip class and build a snowfort before all these other assholes ruin the fresh snow at lunch"
stan never feels judged in the slightest when he's with bev, and it helps free him of some of the judgment in his own mind :)
ben
ben is so so so good at listening, not only is he just the only nice 13 year old stan has ever met, he has one of those faces yknow?
he finds himself telling ben things it took him nearly a decade of friendship to tell bill
ben is clearly confused and concerned, but he never makes stan feel like he's unreasonable
stan usually only tells his friends about his specific obsessions when they've bottled up and are about to explode, or when he's in the midst of a panic attack
but with ben he feels like he can talk about the other stuff that comes with it, the impact his thought processes have had on his life
ben offers suggestions from time to time, not all of them stick, but the ones that do really help stan out
mike
mike finds a way to keep stan from worrying about anything at all
stan could spend all day worrying about something, and then mike shows up and explains some new topic to stan and it's like stan wasn't even stressed in the first place
stan can't even count the number of times mike has gone through an explanation of the history of derry, or what various states are known for, or the tasks mike does at the farm, or the history of some obscure scientific/cultural phenomenon
stan genuinely loves hearing about anything mike wants to talk about, but he also just finds mike to be a really engaging speaker to the point he stops thinking about whatever was bothering him
it is very much a win/win situation
sometimes mike will manage to pull him out of whatever was worrying him and get him to talk about birds and the boy scouts and they always end up having a ton of fun :)
the losers love stan and he loves them <3
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liv45no · 1 year
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*on a nature hike*
Mike: it’s beautiful out here
Bill: and quiet
Eddie: too quiet
Beverly: did we lose someone?
*cut to Richie trying to befriend a bear*
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jinglejails · 8 months
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That feelin' when a clown ate your little brother.
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beverlymarsh33 · 6 months
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The scene where all the kids beat the absolute shit out of Pennywise at the end of It chptr 1 was genuinely so funny. Like, they weren’t even scared anymore, they were just PISSED.
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stan, at the police station: i’m here for richie, bill, and bev.
the officer: surenames?
stan:
stan: ah, you must be new...
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f4er1e-g1rl · 6 months
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am i or am i not maybe sorta gonna drop a patrick hockstetter x goth!reader?🤭
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lady-targaryens-world · 3 months
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Chapter 1: Return to Derry
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Summary: The 17-year-old Y/n Marsh, sister of Beverly Marsh, returns to Derry after a prolonged absence. In this story her mother is not deceased; instead, family ties unraveled due to her parents' separation. Y/n had been residing with her mother and now makes her way back to her father and sister in the city. What will happen if she meets the Loser Club? How will the people at school react to a familiar yet new face? What awaits her when encountering the group that once subjected her to harassment and bullying?Furthermore, what unfolds when she crosses paths with the particular individual she harbors a deep-seated hatred for – Patrick Hockstetter? The dynamics of her return to Derry promise a narrative rich in twists and turns, exploring the complexities of rekindling relationships, facing past adversaries, and navigating the tumultuous waters of high school life.
English is not my first Language!
Pairing: Patrick Hockstetter
CHAPTERS: 1/?
UPDATES: Slow (very slow)
Fandom: IT
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The bus slowed down as Y/n looked through the window at the familiar streets of Derry. A touch of nostalgia surrounded her as the autumn wind brushed through her hair. The town she hadn't seen for years was now in front of her.
*"Back in Derry."* Y/n sighed, her thoughts swirling like the autumn leaves outside.
As the bus stopped at the edge of town, a mix of excitement and uncertainty washed over her. Her mother had taken her away after her parents' separation. But now she was returning to her father and beloved sister, Beverly.
Stepping off the bus, her gaze fell on the house that once was her home. Beverly stood on the sidewalk, a radiant smile on her face.
*"Y/n! You're finally back!"* Beverly embraced her sister tightly.
*"I've missed you so much, Beverly."* Y/n reciprocated the hug, but her eyes betrayed a deep sadness.
They entered the house together. Beverly's joy was palpable, but the atmosphere inside was tense. Their father sat in the kitchen, engrossed in the newspaper. Y/n felt a pang in her chest as she noticed his cold gaze.
*"Hello, Dad."* Y/n attempted a friendly greeting, but his silence spoke volumes.
Sensing the tension, Beverly tried to lighten the mood. *"Isn't it great that Y/n is back?"* she said with an encouraging smile.
While Beverly warmly welcomed her sister's return, Y/n‘s resentment toward her father hung heavy in the air.
Their father didn't even lift his gaze from the newspaper. The chill in his silence was like an icy shadow over the room.
*"Well, we'll see."* Y/n tried to conceal her uncertainty, but the silence seemed louder than any conversation.
Beverly led her sister to her old room, now a mix of memories and forgotten items. The creaking of the door and the sight of the familiar space brought Y/n back in thought.
*"You can settle in here. It's still the way you left it."* Beverly tried to dispel the melancholy in the air.
*"Thank you, Beverly. You're still the best."* Y/n forced a smile, but the pain of her absence permeated the room.
The next hour passed in an uncomfortable silence as they tried to bridge the past.
*"I'm going into town to run some errands."* Beverly eventually broke the silence. *"We can talk later."*
After Beverly left, Y/n looked at her father, who was still engrossed in his newspaper. The room seemed to shrink as the unspoken conflict between father and daughter cast heavy shadows.
*"Why did you come back?"* her father suddenly said, without lifting his gaze.
*“Mother said it was time.“ * she felt her voice tremble.“*
*"It wasn't my decision to let you go. It was hers."* His words were icy, and her heart sank.
*"You've never treated Mother, me, and Beverly well. That's why Mother left you."* her voice cut through the tension in the room as she accused her father.
He glared at her angrily, but before he could respond, the door opened, and Beverly entered, holding a bag from shopping. She seemed To feel unwell and tried to go to her room.
*"Whatcha got there?“* Her father went to Beverly, asking about the contents of the bag.
*"Just some things."* Beverly replied briefly.
*"Like what?"* he persisted. He took the bag from her, looked inside, and noticed the tampons she had purchased. He glanced back with a subtle grin, gently touching her cheek. Y/n observed the strange and inappropriate gesture as Beverly tensed up and flinched slightly. He then smelled her hair, took hold of her ponytail, and uttered, *"Tell me you're still my little girl."* Beverly's response was a resigned *"Yes, Daddy."* With that answer, he appeared satisfied and released her.
Beverly reacted by quickly retreating to her room. Her sister, who had witnessed the entire bizarre scene, found the interaction between father and daughter peculiar.
He gave Y/n a final glance and returned to his previous activity. She understood that the previous discussion they had was closed for him.
After Beverly disappeared into her Room, Y/n went to her room with mixed feelings. The argument and the bizarre encounter between her father and Beverly had turned the first day of her return into an unexpected drama.
The house, once a safe haven, now seemed permeated with unspoken words and hurt feelings. The first day of her return held more conflicts than she had expected, indicating that the challenges in Derry had only just begun.
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bagerfluff · 5 months
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My Love Scares Me
Bill Denbrough x Male Reader
Prompt - “It scares me what I’m willing to do for you”
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Y/n sat next to Bill in the field. He was staring at his hand. Where a scar now laid. Y/n didn’t really feel the pain from it. His adrenalin still pumping through his blood from the fight. Everyone had already left. Y/n and Bill were the only people still there.
They hadn’t talked since Bill made the losers swear to come back if ‘it’ did. Y/n was the first one to swear. It didn’t really surprise anyone. Y/n was the first to help Bill look for Georgie. He was the first to follow Bill into the well house. He was the first to follow Bill to get Bev back. Y/n followed Bill everywhere. 
Everyone knew why, except Bill. Everyone knew that Y/n loved Bill. But Bill was oblivious. He just thought Y/n followed him because they were really good friends. And they were. But Y/n wanted them to be more. Y/n loved Bill, so he would do anything for him. And that scares Y/n. Y/n was scared of the things he would do for Bill.
Because of Bill. Y/n looked over at Bill. Who was looking at his hand. Y/n wanted to tell Bill how he felt. He knew Bill was bisexual. Bill had told him. But Bill was his best friend. What if he didn’t see him that way. Plus Y/n was fifty percent sure that Bill liked Bev. Bill looked up and noticed Y/n looked at him. “Y-y-o-u o-k-kh-a-y?”
Bill asked. “It scares me what I’m willing to do for you”. Y/n responded. Looking away from Bill. Bill looked at Y/n’s head before he looked forward. After not talking, Y/n got up and left. Maybe one day he would tell Bill how he felt. But for now, he kept it locked up. It scared him. 
His love for Bill scared him.
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nightskeleton232 · 2 years
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✨Bill Denbrough✨
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sevenkaspbrak · 2 years
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HANBROUGH CANON?!?!?!
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Hi! May I please request a ficlet in which adult Bill Denbrough and fem!Reader (who was part of the Losers Club) get married and the first thing Bill and Reader remember at the same time while in Derry to defeat Pennywise was when Reader tells Bill (when they’re kids) that she’s gonna marry him someday? (I love fluff.)
Tears and Mint Tins | Bill BenBrough
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Bill DenBrough walk through the wood heading towards the club house, hoping to meet up with the rest of his friends. Unfortunately for him when he climbed down into the dirt covered walls of the hideout he was met with a small smile from Y/N L/N.
"Oh hey Billy." She greeted waving her hand in excitement. "Guess it just us here, great minds right?" She asked walking over to him.
Moving to the side Bill made it to the other side of the room avoiding being any closer to the girl. 
"It's Bill, and what do you mean? Where's everyone else?" He asked.
"Well you know Richie and Stan had some church thing to do, and Mike said he had chores all day on the farm, Eddie's mom if being...well Eddie's mom and Ben is probably at the library or something." She informed walking closer to him once again.
"And Bev?" Bill asked noticing the she had left out the red headed girl from her list of information.
"Umm," Y/N said turning to face away from the boy looking around the small room. "I'm not sure about Beverly." She said pulling on her shirt. 
"Oh, well I'm gonna head home." He said awkwardly walking back towards the latter.
"Wait." She called out to him causing him to stop in his tracks." Can't we just hang out together?" She asked looking hopefully to the boy.
"Maybe another time." He muttered as he began climbing up the latter. A loud crash causing his to turn, seeing Y/N sitting in the ground holding her leg. "Are you okay?" He asked jumping from the latter and rushing over to her.
Kneeling down to inspect the seriousness of her injury. All of the sudden Y/N lets go of her leg before grabbing Bill's hand and slipping a silver ring on it. The ring was far to big for his finger as it dangled from his finger. Y/N moved her hand next to his showing him a similar one loosely hanging from hers as well.
"There, We'll be married one day anyways we should start wearing the rings now." She explained with a bright smile." I won them from a coin machine at the arcade." 
Looking up at the girl her smile was met with a glare from the DenBrough boy before he yanks off the ring and throws it across the room."
Shock and hurt flashed across her face as she realizes what he had done, she rushed over in the direction of the objects.
"Why would you do that I thought you were hurt." Bill said watching as she scrabbled around in search of the ring.  
"It was just a joke Billy, I wanted to give the ring to you but you were leaving." She sniffled still looking around.
"It's Bill." He gritted out. "And another thing I don't want your ring, all I want is for you to stop saying you like me, stop following my around all the time, just stop." He ranted watching as she pauses before rushing over and picking up the small silver object. 
"Why?" Y/N asked raising from the ground, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Because you like Beverly? I saw you kiss her." 
Shaking his head Bill scoffed at the girl before once again heading to the exit. "It's not about liking Bev, I just don't like you." He said before climbing up and out of the hideout. 
As he walked away Bill could hear Y/N sobbing as she screamed after him.
"I'm not gonna wait for you forever Bill DenBrough." She screamed. "And then you'll be sorry, cause it will be too late." 
Using her sleeve to wipe her tears away you looked around spotting an empty Altoids tin, picking it up she placed the ring inside. Sliding the ring from her finger she placed it next to his before digging a small hole in the wall and forcing the container inside. Grabbing some dirt she packed it into any left over space around her treasure. 
[<_>]
 Looking up at his wife as she stared at the rings in the old mint tin Bill couldn't help but still feel guilty remembering the sound of her heartbroken sobs. 
"You were right." Bill said causing Y/N to look up at him, Pulling the rings from the box he left it fall from his hand in favor of grabbing hers. "I am very sorry for that day." He said sliding the ring onto her finger just above her wedding ring. 
A smiles spreads across her face as she take the other ring from him before doing the same with the identical ring. "At least I didn't have to wait forever." 
They both let out a small laugh at the memory.
Bill placed his hand on her neck gently pulling her in, placing a kiss on her forehead.
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yup-thats-me · 2 years
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— more than best friends • bill denbrough
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pairing: Bill Denbrough x reader
movie/series: IT (2017)
summary: your suppressed feeling for Bill finally gets surfaced
warning: cheesy teen romance, this is bad tbh, feelings, language (I mean it's IT), a bit angst, negative self image. Also not everything goes as per the movie.
note: don't hate. I take criticism not hatred. If you don't like it, KEEP. IT. TO. YOURSELF.
DON'T COPY/STEAL. NOT COOL
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"You sure they got the right stuff to fix you up?" Beverly asked Ben with a sly smile.
You watched Bill staring at her. Looking as if she's the only girl he's ever seen. As if, she meant the world.
Whereas he was yours.
"Hey, y/n," she greeted. "Hi, Bev."
Richie seemed confused as to why you were talking to her. "You know her?" He questioned stupidly.
"We have history together you dimwit," you replied annoyed.
You noticed Beverly has cut her hair, now she looked more beautiful than you, you thought. You stood no chance with Bill your mind told you, breaking your heart to millions of pieces.
However, you were not the only one who noticed Bev's hair.
"Your h-h-hair. It looks b-beautiful", Bill noticed too and seemed quite fascinated with it judging by the look in his eyes.
Beverly muttered a small thanks and they both stood there awkwardly. No one making a sound. It was making you want to gag with the looks they sent eachother.
"We're going to the qu-quarry tomorrow. You can come too." Bill offered with the same smitten smile.
You huffed. It was a ritual only for the losers to jump from the cliff at the Quarry. You did that every year and just the five of you.
It's not that you didn't liked Bev. But having a crush on Bill with Bill having something with Beverly made you jealous. You wanted to be the one Bill stared at with those loving eyes. But seeing them two standing next to each other, it was pretty clear who he wanted. And it was most certainly not you.
"You dipshits stay here or do whatever the fuck you want, I'll go home. It's getting late anyway. Fuck you all!"
The losers stared at you as you rode away. They knew something was up you've never acted this way before. Bill knew something was wrong. You sounded annoyed to him. He needed to find you and had to talk to you. You meant more to him than anything else. If you were sad, he wanted to make you smile. If you were angry, he needed to know why.
"Come if you can, B-ev. I have to g-go," he told Beverly and the gang collectively, he too picked up his bike and rode after you.
"When will they get together already. It's getting kinda annoying honestly," Richie sighed the others humming in agreement.
"Wait, what?" Beverly asked confused.
"Oh Bill's got a crush on y/n. Everyone except y/n knows it." Stan answered on behalf of everyone. Beverly nodded walking away.
Bill found you sitting by the lake. The place you always go to when you need to be alone. He slowly parked his bike and progressed towards you.
"Why you here?" You asked bitterly knowing it was Bill. He always found no matter wherever you were.
"What? A-m I not a-a-allowed to check on m-my best f-friend?" He said, sitting down beside you, looking over the lake.
Best friend. How you hated the word. "Shouldn't you be hanging out with Bev in your room or something? I don't know man. I don't seem to be important enough anyway." You muttered with your head low.
He sighed. Both of you knew he didn't allow anyone in his room other than you. "Okay I-I know some-thing, something's wrong. What is it, y-y/n?"
You finally looked up at him from your lap. Eyes red with tears
"I can't pretend anymore Bill! I-I love you, and and I hate myself for it. I know you like or much rather love Beverly. She's so beautiful and perfect. It's impossible to not love her," you paused taking a breath. "I'm tired of being best friends! I want to be more than that to you, Bill but it's pretty sure it's not going to happen!"
Bill sat without a word processing what he heard. Everything was so silent the only sounds are of your quite sobs.
"What d-do you think I l-like Beverly?" He questioned back.
"What?"
"I asked, Why do y-y-you think I like h-her?"
You breathed in softly. "Well, there's the way you look at her in school and now too. As if she means everything to you.".
"It's b-been you, Y/n. It's always been you s-s-since the fourth gr-grade. It's been four y-years and still you've been th-the one," Bill was now turned to you, holding your face in his hands. "I feared you'll n-never like me t-t-that way s-so I thought it was best fo-for me to just m-move on. But, you've always b-b-been the one to have m-my heart," his thumbs wiped the still falling tears from your eyes.
He touched your forehead with yours, staying that way for several minutes on the quietness. "Can i-i kiss y-you?" He whispered softly.
"Yes, please."
His hands held your face so tenderly as if you'd break any moment. The kiss was slow, your lips moving in sync with his. You pulled away, bright red blush covering your cheeks.
He seemed rather surprised when you pulled away. "Woah th-that was b-better than the pl-play," he chuckled, making you laugh.
"W-Will you be my g-girlfriend?" He asked with hopeful eyes.
You nodded your head quickly. "Yes!"
He pulled you in by the waist to kiss you again.
"You guys do know we can see you two right?" Richie shouted from across the road.
"Shut up, Richie!" You and Bill both shouted back in unison, smiling at the gang.
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finks-spaghetti · 2 months
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Imagine
Richie lifts up his phone to let Spotify play out--outside of Eddie's bedroom window to give Eddie one of those famous rom com consepts and of course "Richie Tozier being one of those cheap skates" an advert plays through before playing the song.
Richie: hang on--it's like 20 minutes left.
Eddie: * leaning out of the window, giving him a deadpan expression--falling Inlove with the idiot all over again.*
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