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once-upon-an-imagine · 4 months

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Works in Progress

Okay, this is literally every single work in progress that I currently have on my drafts!

I am the worst at summaries so I put the literal request underneath each one of them 😊 If it's not here, I didn't get the requests, loves so, let me know 😁

I know it's a lot and I really hope to get all of them up soon, it's gonna take me a while, but they are coming! if you'd like to request a preview of one, go ahead 😊 polls might come back in the future since they seem to be working somehow! I'll also be updating my Masterlists

I would like to thank you all again so much for yyour requests, love and patience!

Steve Harrington

Drabble (Untitled) [Mixing 2 requests]

1. wishingtobeforeveryoung1019 - Hey can I get a Steve and reader imagine where she works with Steve and they both like each other but they don’t realize it. They both think each other are way out of each other’s league. Can be Scoops Ahoy or Family Video, whichever you prefer. Fluffy please 2. Anonymous - Could you write a dialogue for Steve Harrington where the reader works at Scoops Ahoy and Steve and Dustin are in the back talking and Steve tells Dustin how much he likes the reader. Steve says "I really love y/n." and the reader opens the little window and says something like "you know I heard that whole conversation, right?" Steve and Dustin are both really shocked and Dustin runs out the back door, and Steve gets really flustered. And it ends with something really fluffy and cute, and they kiss. You totally don't have to write this, it was just an idea I had.

Ongoing Series - How Will I Know

You have walked the halls of Hawkins High unseen. If it wasn’t because Eddie Munson and his Hellfire Club had found you, you probably wouldn’t even have any friends. You knew someone like your all-time crush Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington wouldn’t notice you in a million years. Until you get paired up for a project and he finally learns your name.

Eddie Munson

One-Shot - Alone Together [Mixing 2 requests]

1. mycobrakai1972 - Hello love, me again 😁 but instead of Charlie I have a Eddie request (even through they closed, so if you have to much just keep it for later or if you don’t want to, just ignore my request). So I thought about the reader is to shy to play with the Hellfire Club but she really wants too. And Eddie is thinking about a campaign that he can play only with her like a D&D date night and that has a romantic twist in it? Love your writhing, and look forward to everything that is coming soon. 💗💗💗 2. lunamadhatter99 - Oohhh let me go with Eddie and a shy one😍 Reader is a shy, quiet one, she's always seen (IF she is seen) at the library and there is where our boy notices her, reading basically a book a day. He's a little shy himself, at first, more because he's worried his reputation would scare her, but one day he tries sitting at the same table and... oh boy, when she smiles at him, he's done. He would start slowly: small talk, little glances in the hallway too, making jokes every now and then. To make her feel comfortable, first thing, always. He would start to flirt, careful not to cross any line, but he made her feel so at ease that she. Flirts. Back! But that only means that he need to try try harder to see that sweet blush he loves so much😏

Ongoing Series - There Are Worse Things I Could Do

[Harrington!Reader] Your senior year was supposed to be the best one in your life. But when Jason broke up with you and turned the entire school against you by spreading rumors about you, you can count with your hand the people that talk to you. Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Max, Nancy, and Robin. But there might be a new one you can add to the list. One you never thought possible. Eddie Munson.

Argyle

One-Shot - A Kind of Magic (might become a drabble)

Anonymous - Heyo! I’m the anon who requested the learning disability imagine! Talking specifics, I’ve got major dyscalculia & a bit of dyslexia. Social anxiety also didn’t help being called on in class, but yea 😅 thanks for asking!! 🥹🥹🥹

Dialogue (Untitled)

Anonymous - So I saw your post about shy!reader x anyone and I was wondering if you could do shy!reader x argyle where he introduces you to his friends in Hawkins (the older teens) and reader doesn't have like the best experience meeting new people so their scared and wants to like not see them because they have social anxiety and like he cuddles then I'm the end ( I always need Argyle cuddles)

One-Shot - Cielito Lindo

Not requested - [Byers!Reader] Argyle is staying with your family when his parents are out of town. You know he’s been feeling down because he has to celebrate his birthday without them. So, you try to do something to cheer him up. (Sequel to Build Me Up, Buttercup)

Ongoing Series - (500 Miles)

[Hopper!Reader] After moving to California with your sister and your new family, you think maybe you’ll finally get some peace. But, of course, you are now driving across the country in your boyfriend’s pizza van, on your way back to Hawkins.

Billy Hargrove

One-Shot - Highway To Hell [Munson!Reader]

itslaqueefababy - Hey Idk if you’re taking request but since you have writers block, Maybe a Munson!reader x Billy Hargrove? Eddie and Billy hate each other and there’s a lot of drama and tension whenever they get around each other. It’s gets really annoying and out of control that reader eventually gets fed up and upset that they don’t care how she feels. She gives them the cold shoulder and silent treatment then eventually comes up with the idea to runaway on purpose for them to get along by searching for her and all? Something funny and angsty?

One-Shot - A Little Death [Mixing 2 requests] [This might be Hartington!Reader]

1. Anonymous - Where the reader breaks up with Billy because he has been toxic and Billy goes and tries to find love in other women. But he gets frustrated because they don't touch him (physically and mentally) the way the reader always did. He gets angry trying to teach them but none come close to the actual thing until he gets so frustrated that he crawls back to her and tries everything to fix it. 2. Anonymous - “I feel like I’m falling apart.” with Billy Hargrove?

One-Shot - RIP, Love [Munson!Reader]

Anonymous - Where the reader is known to break hearts. Not because its fun for her but she does it to protect herself and the person. She is convinced that whoever gets close to her heart either ends up hurting her or she ends up hurting them so she always ends it by leaving them - ultimately hurting them before they can hurt her. When Billy starts getting interested in her and she suddenly leaves just when he thought things were going good, he doesn't back down to find out why and once he does he makes it his mission to show her that he is there to stay and protect, despite being known for leaving and destroying. 2. Anonymous - since you are taking requests, could i request a Billy fic with the following prompts from the prompt list you talked about in your latest post ? "Wake up. You have to wake up. Please. For me." "Just, please don't leave me." "I don't want you to die for me. I want you to live for me." + "As you begin to fall asleep, you feel a gentle kiss pressed to your temple and a blanket draped over you."

Steddie (Steve Harrington & Eddie Munson)

One-Shot - Running Up That Hill (I keep renaming it 😂)

Anonymous - I know you have many request and this one can definitely wait, but maybe Steddie x cursed!reader?? I need some angst and idk if this would help :/ but I understand if you don’t want to! Maybe one where reader bones end up snapping in the attic? It’s like Instead of max being cursed it’s the reader :)

Drabble - Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now

plk-18 asked - OK first of all i love your work!!! So I don’t know if your requests are still open and I’m really sorry if you already did something like that and I just forgot. But I would love a steddie one-shot, maybe they are not together yet but there is some sexual tension and we have a ‘only-one-bed’ situation👀🤍🤍

One-Shot - A Sunday Kind Of Love

Not requested - For six months, you had been fine with having a secret relationship with Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson. But that changes when a very special day for you approaches and you want them both by your side and for that to happen, a few rules might get broken.

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Sirius Black

One-Shot - Out of The Woods [Lupin!Reader] (the request focuses more on Remus and the reader so I put it under Remus for now)

Anonymous - ahh your requests are open!! I love that!! but anyway, I could make a request where Remus has a younger sister who is a year or two below him and she discovers the way the Marauders found to help him deal with his problems during the full moons and decides what she wants to do the same for her brother but Remus doesn't allow it and they just fight about it until one night she decides to follow them anyway but ends up getting hurt because she's not an animagus like the rest of the boys? If you can make her be in an established relationship with Sirius I would appreciate it and sorry if I said something wrong this is not my first language

Drabble (Untitled)

oursilversoul - Heyy❤️ could yo write a Sirius black x slytherin reader where they somehow end up dancing together in the Yule ball with an enemies to lovers undertone? Thank you I love you soo much :)

Ongoing Series - Just Give Me A Reason

[Snape!Reader] Coming back for another year in Hogwarts meant you and your brother were away from your worst tormentor. But when your school tormentor finds out about it, things are about to change and you are not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. (Warning: mentions of abuse)

Remus Lupin

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Anonymous - Hiii i don’t know if u are writing now but i’d love to read your take on remus being unconscious for a prolonged amount of time after transformation and fem!reader taking care of him and talking to him. fast forward to him waking up and confessing he heard everything she said while he was sleeping. i just love the way you write and it would be fun to read it!!

Drabble (Untitled for now)

2. Anonymous - HI! Could you do the prompt “We’ve been by each other’s sides for years, you think I’m gonna leave now?” With Remus Lupin where they're still in school and someone really close to the reader (like someone in their immediate family) died and the reader is miserable and asks Remus not to leave her too? Btw your work is amazing!

Ongoing Series - Too Good At Goodbyes

Twelve years ago, Lily and James Potter were brutally murdered. Twelve years ago, Sirius Black was sent to Azkaban for a crime he did not commit. Twelve years ago Remus Lupin left you to take care of a one-year-old Harry on your own. Twelve years ago Severus Snape was the only person who was there for you. And now, Remus is back to teach at Hogwarts with you, as Harry courses his third year, and Sirius Black escaped Azkaban.

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Charlie Weasley

She Is Love (One-Shot) [Mixing 2 requests]

1. Anonymous - something about a shy reader, who's friends with the twins. Charlie and the reader have a crush on each other and he loves to see her blush and get all nervous, so it's like his mission to make her blush a lot, she kinda likes it though. But when someone else does try to tease the reader, not in a comfortable way, unfortunately, Charlie comes to the rescue and later on confesses his feelings. 2. Anonymous - I am begging for Charlie kissing shy!reader for the first time please

One-Shot - I'm Yours [Mixing 2 requests]

1. Anonymous - One where he gets jealous because of how close you’ve always been to Fred and George, even though Charlie really has nothing to worry about. 2. Anonymous - I have a dialogue request for Charlie Weasley and “Pay attention to me” where maybe the reader is friends with the twins and she’s having a ‘situation’ with charlie that no one knows about?

Drabble (Untitled)

Anonymous - Hi friend! Can I interest you in a dialog prompt for Charlie Weasley and “I’m sorry but I love you and I’m not going anywhere?”

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Evan Buckley

Drabble or One-Shot (Untitled)

Anonymous - Could I request a Buck x plussize reader? One where someone says something mean about the reader and buck defends her and comforts her after? Idk I just feel like I need some buck fluff in my life 😂

Drabble or One-Shot - Late Night Talking

Anonymous - Can you write a Buck x reader fic where they both work at the 118 and are really good friends. They both have a crush on each other. One night reader comes to visit him at his apartment because she doesn't want to go home(she still lives with her parents and they have a argument or something) Buck is happy to see her but also knows that something is wrong. They spend some time together and maybe there is a love confession at the end.

Eddie Diaz

Drabble or One-Shot - Cramps

Anonymous - One being eddie and the reader are going about they're day. Reader feels unwell but thinks nothing of it until they get back from a call/at the end of one and reader has appendicitis so they rush her to the hospital? Eddie is there when she wakes up and looks after her.

Drabble or One-Shot - Proposal

Anonymous - eddie is planning to propose to reader and he's all fluffy and cute about it?? Maybe gets Chris involved and the team are congratulating them? All fluffy and cute again.

#steve harrington imagine #eddie munson imagine #argyle imagine #billy hargrove imagine #steddie imagine #james potter imagine #sirius black imagine #remus lupin imagine #charlie weasley imagine #theodore nott imagine #evan buckley imagine #eddie diaz imagine #stranger things imagine #marauders imagine #harry potter imagine #9-1-1 imagine

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r e a l i t y | stranger things ; g.emerson

|| taglist,babes + req rules + send ?s + masterlist + kinktober masterlist ||

** graphics made by me with help from google images /pinterest. the list I’m using for this provided by @sxcret-garden please do go check out their writing and a huge thanks to them for sharing their prompts list with the rest of us!! **

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 ; 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 & 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎��𝚜 - 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝟹 & 𝟺

Summary ;

--- part 2of 2. you're not content to keep your crush quiet so you reveal yourself to Gareth after a Corroded Coffin show.

Pairing ;

Gareth Emerson x fem!reader

--- no physical description given beyond having female parts and long curly hair.

Warnings ;

--- minors, abso-fuckin-lutely not. In addition to the prior, biting / marking, Gareth is protective / possessive just a smidge here, very handsy makeout mentions of a dirty picture / dirty poems that reader has been leaving him for a little while now, oh yeah and and... gareth defends reader/you from a guy you've just broken up with who just won't take a damn hint, so injury/violence/blood mentions.

Taglist ;

--- the people listed below are the only ones I have on my stranger things taglist. If you'd like to be added, click the little link up top.

@allelitesmut

@aries-arcade

@aurumbelis

@chieflawyerpastatoad

@cole22ann

@ebonybloom

@heyaitsklaudia

@hoeshii

@krys-orion

@letsbedragonstogether

@liberhoe

@m-rae23

@multi-fandom-lover7667

@musichealsscars

@oflavenderandevie

@scoobiessnacks

@secretsicanthideanymore

@sparkletash

@star-light30

@suits-and-smirks

@thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles

@thechoiceslookgrimm

@untitledarea

@untoldshortsofthefandoms

“Dude, you will never guess who I saw in the crowd tonight.” Jeff is smirking as he says it and Eddie chuckles. “Ready to admit we’re right and you’re an idiot yet, Emerson?”

“Huh?”

“Your girl.. She was at the show tonight.”

Gareth nearly drops his drum kit and glares at his two bandmates as they laugh at it. “She wasn’t, you’re full of shit. Both of you.”

“Oh yeah? Doesn’t she drive a black Mustang?” Eddie nods to a black Mach 1 backed into a spot three spaces away from his own van. Gareth is frozen in place. Blood rushing to both extremes of his body as he takes a very shaky next breath.

The doors of the bar swing open just as he happens to glance over to them and you’re rushing out, ducking out of sight quickly. Weaving between people to use them for cover until you’ve reached your car.

Gareth gets just the briefest sight of you bathed in red neon as you disappear from view completely, having blended in with the crowd of bikers and factory workers leaving the bar.

Then Eddie happens to see something stuck between his windshield wiper and windshield with Gareth’s name on it. At first glimpse, he doesn’t recognize the super neat and girly scrawl, but then it hits him… You’re one of two girls he happens to know who dots her I’s with hearts, stars or half moons, depending on mood.

Not to mention the piece of paper has a red lipstick smudge on it and it smells just like the perfume you’re always wearing in homeroom.

Eddie chuckles and drags a hand through sweaty brown frizzed out curls, holding out the paper to Gareth, who is still staring in the direction of your car, waiting on the engine to start or the headlights to come on.

“It’s for you, Emerson.”

“Huh?” Gareth’s tone is dazed as he tears his eyes off of your parked Mustang nearby and his gaze settles on the folded paper between his best friend’s thin fingers instead. Eddie holds it out to him and shakes his arm a little, nodding to the folded sheet. “Take it, man. This was left on my windshield for you… Bet you’re never gonna guess who it’s from.” his tone filled with all of the ‘I told you so’ energy he could put into it as he smirks at Gareth.

The polaroid flutters out and as soon as Gareth realizes that it’s a picture of your tits, that delicate little chain you’re always wearing settled in the valley between them and the little freckles dusted across soft skin over the tops of your breasts with the towel wrapped around you dangerously close to falling down completely.

If he didn’t know who you were already, the wild mane of long spiral curls in your hair that he can just barely see in the shot would have been a dead giveaway.

He bites back a quiet growl and hurries to pick up the photo before it can hit the ground, shoving it down into the deep pockets of his jeans really quick.

But not quick enough because Eddie, Jeff and Grant all get just the littlest glimpse and share a look at each other as Eddie nudges Jeff, “We’ve been telling him for weeks now.”

Jeff chuckles and clears his throat. “You gonna be okay, Emerson?”

Gareth shushes the three of them as blue eyes dance over the sheet of stationery paper in his hand. His other hand raises, catching in and tugging at thick curls as he takes several deep and shaky breaths to attempt centering himself and process what’s happening.

The writing is all-too familiar to him by this point, it’s the same writing on all the dirty little poems he’s been finding in his locker at the end of the day. And according to the notes he saw you taking in Mrs. McAllister’s class earlier in the week when you were lab partners, it’s your handwriting, it has to be. You dot your I’s with little hearts or half moons just like the person leaving him the dirty poems does and he’s only just realizing the fact now.

“Fuck.” he mumbles the word in awe, pacing back and forth as he reads the letter you’ve left on Eddie’s van for him to himself.

- Tiger

If you’re reading this, hopefully you’ve just figured out who I am. There isn’t an easy way to say this, so I’ll just say it. I’ve had the biggest crush on you since at least middle school and it’s been driving me insane. I want you so bad, you’re literally all I can think about. The way you bite your lip when you’re really focused, I just want to be the girl who gets lucky enough to kiss you, I swear I’d kiss you until I can’t breathe. The way I wanna feel your hands on my body, on my throat… You really don’t know what you do to me… How hard it is to be around you when I know how much I want you. Sometimes I catch myself looking into your window from mine -if you knew what I think about, watching you.. Touching myself… If you’ve figured out who I am by now and you don’t feel the same way, we can just pretend this never happened, I just… I had to tell you now. Before time ran out.

Yours. All yours.

I’m waiting in or by the black Mustang, if you do want to see me face to face. Either way,now you know.

“Shit.” Gareth tugs at his hair again, and then not even a second later, he’s tugging at the collar of his faded gray t-shirt. Staring intently at the black Mustang. He can see you sitting inside underneath the dim glow of a nearby light pole as the light shines into your car.

“Tell me you’re going over there, man.”

“You have to.”

“If he doesn’t, I’ll drag him.” Eddie’s giving Gareth a calm smirk as he says it.

Gareth takes a deep breath and swallows hard.

He knows there’s absolutely no way he’s not coming over to you.

You sat in your car for a good ten minutes, heavily debating on whether you should just leave already or wait around, see what happens after Gareth gets the last little note you left him and the naughty picture you took of your tits to go along with it. Sitting there is doing nothing for your nervous energy, so you get out of the car, pacing back and forth beside it.

Someone grabs you by the wrist and you’re whirled around. You find yourself body to body with Dillon, your boyfriend. Ex boyfriend, as of 9 am this morning. He’s glancing from you to the brick building nearby, then back at you. “The hell are you doing at this place? Are you crazy?” his gaze fixed on you again expectantly and he steps closer, pushing your back up against the driver door of your car.

You shove him back and point to his own Bronco idling nearby. “Go home, Dillon.”

“Uh uh.. I’m not goin’ anywhere, princess. Not until you answer my question. Or do I need to step over to the payphone, call your mom?”

You roll your eyes. He steps closer all over again, his hips against yours.

“I said go home, asshole.” you shove him away again and as you go to get in your car, he grabs your hips, pulling you up against him. “C’mon, princess.. You didn’t mean anything you said this morning. You don’t mean it now, either. You don’t want me to go off and leave you here, helpless.”

He’s trying to drape the lettermans jacket around your shoulder while he’s grumbling to himself about how embarrassing this has to be, catching you in the parking lot of a dive bar and you’re livid. Annoyed because if Gareth has seen any of this, he’s probably now got the wrong idea entirely and angry because the fact that you’ve not only broken up with him but you told him in front of everybody standing in the hall at school this morning that you didn’t love him and you never would, Dillon just doesn’t seem to believe you nor does he seem willing to listen and accept the fact that you’re done and you really mean it. Kind of like he tends to ignore every single other thing you say, come to think of it.

“You can’t be serious.” Dillon gapes at you in disbelief when you pull the jacket off and pull back, putting enough force into it when you throw the jacket at him this time that his nose is busted by a button on the jacket for the second time in a day. “Oh, I’m serious. I’m done, Dillon. We’re done. What part of it’s over and I never loved you isn’t sticking, Christ..”

A throat clears from behind Dillon and you lock eyes with Gareth over Dillon’s shoulder. He looks angry, probably angrier than he was back in 9th grade when he finally got sick of Jason Carver chasing him home after school and just beat the living crap out of him in the grassy field between the middle school and the high school.

Dillon catches on to the fact that someone is standing behind him and he turns around, chest all puffed, smirk on his face. Gareth sends a right hook smashing into his nose and rolls his eyes as he shoves him the rest of the way to the ground once Dillon is doubled over. But he’s not finished. He bends down a little, grabbing hold of the front of Dillon’s blood splattered white t-shirt as he makes Dillon look at him. “If I see you near my girl again, I’m going to beat your ass. Are we clear? Or do I need to punch you again so it sinks in, hm?”

Dillon makes a hasty retreat to his own vehicle. “Fuck off already, McCormick.” Gareth calls out to his retreating back. And then Gareth is stepping up to you, pushing you up against the driver side of your car as he towers over you and dominates the sliver of space left between your bodies. Blue eyes roam over you slowly, filled with concern. “Are you alright? He didn’t… Hurt you or anything, did he?”

You melt against Gareth and take a few shaky breaths. “Nope. Scared me a little, that’s all.” you admit, your forehead resting against the front of his faded gray t-shirt. You wrap your arms around his neck and this prompts Gareth to wrap his arms around you, hold you against him even tighter, his nose buried in the crown of your hair as he continues to attempt processing what’s happening. Breathing in the strawberry scent of your shampoo as it all finally settles in for him. He still can’t believe that it’s been you slipping the dirty pictures and the dirty poetry into his locker this whole time.

He’s still trying to calm himself down from watching the second confrontation between you and Dillon because when he saw it starting, every single possessive urge he never realized he had -especially when it comes to you, flooded him and rushed to the surface and it’s kind of what prompted him to storm over and give Dillon a bloody nose.

The more he touches you, the more centered he feels. He pulls away from you just enough to stare down at you intently. At this rate, you’re honestly not even sure whether he’s read the letter you left tucked beneath the wiper on Eddie Munson’s windshield and parts of you are torn between hoping that he has and this is a good thing and thinking maybe the wind earlier blew it off with your luck. You don’t know what to do in your current situation. You know what you want to do, but it goes without saying.

“Fuck.” it’s sunk in completely for Gareth now so he mumbles the word in awe, pressing into you more heavily, his hips pinning you between the side of the car and his body. Blue eyes are dazed, staring so intently at your mouth that you can feel your lips start to tingle. “Baby..” you mumble quietly, the soft sound of your voice shattering his daze. He locks eyes with you, a grin playing at his lips. “Hm?”

“If you wanna kiss me, do it.” you’re saying it in the hopes that he does and to keep yourself from doing it first because you still don’t know for sure that he’s even seen the letter or the dirty little Polaroid you snapped of your tits to go along with it. You’re melting into him even more and he groans quietly, breath catching in his throat. You lick your lips and his eyes fix on the movement of your tongue intently. You can feel his hand squeeze your hip, this pulls you into him even more and you let out a breathy sigh as your nose fills with the scent of smoke, just the slightest hint of sweat and whatever Mrs. Emerson uses to wash his clothes in.

When his lips brush up against yours clumsy and direct, you whine a little, resting a hand against the back of his head to pull his mouth into yours completely, fingers tangling in sweaty curls at the back of his head. His hand raises, tangling in thick spirals in the back of your head, tugging your mouth into his even deeper, his tongue taking full control, running along yours. He’s thinking about how long he’s wanted to kiss you -among so many other things, and how much you’ve been teasing him as of late and this prompts him to sink his teeth into your bottom lip, tugging at it carefully and when you do the same thing right back to him, he groans into your mouth, rubbing himself against you as he melts into you all over again and his grip on your body tightens even more.

The kiss breaks and he’s got his forehead against yours, a hand against the side of your face as he caresses your cheek, both of you are trying to catch your breath but it’s not happening at all because as soon as you manage to do it, your mouths are drifting back against each other all over again.

Your lips stray, moving soft and slow down the pulsing vein in his neck. He growls quietly, pressing himself into you even more, putting your back completely against the driver side of your car as his mouth buries in your neck, lips forming suction to skin. Your fingers dig into the shoulder of the flannel over his faded gray t-shirt and your other hand fists at the worn fabric, pulling him into you even more as you just barely rub against him and whine, a shiver passing through your body as his teeth graze against your neck and sink in, latching against skin to leave a bite mark over the top of the hickey he’s just left behind.

“Wow.” your laughter is shaky when it comes out and you look so dazed that Gareth can’t help but smirk a little. “Yeah.” he agrees, going quiet.

Across the lot, Eddie’s laying on the horn of his van.

“Damn it.” he grumbles in frustration against your mouth. You nod to your car. “We’re going to the same place? I mean… If you want to ride home with me, tiger.”

He chuckles and nods. “I’d love that, actually.” he mumbles, stepping away from you. You pout a little but you’re scooped up, carried over to where Eddie Munson’s van sits in idle. “Hey, you guys can go ahead. I’m riding home with ___.”

“Aw, he’s already whipped.” Eddie teases, chuckling as Jeff makes the sound of a whip cracking and Grant speaks up in his defense, “What? It’s kinda sweet.”

“Idiots.” Gareth laughs and shakes his head. Then he walks back over to your car and the two of you get into it….

#gareth emerson #gareth the great #gareth emerson imagine #gareth emerson fanfiction #gareth emerson x fem!reader #<- minors absofuckinlutely not. a general warning for all my adult or almost adult content.#-> please read all warnings before reading #<- female reader ; less than vague description (female parts + long curly hair)#kinktober #kinktober22 #kinktober2022 #kinktober 2022 #kinktober 22

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HELP| IT ONE SHOT

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Losers are 15 here, Bev came back from her aunts because i can, x reader

warnings: swear words, a bit heated and just Richie being richie, sorta fluff? plot twist, kinda short because I’m just trying to get out some writing. ok peace

Here I was sitting in Bill’s room, carelessly staring at him, I have a huuuge crush on Bill. He’s adorable, he has a great personality and he’s just so ughhhh 😍. I sat up from Bills bed, sitting criss cross apple sauce. “So Bill?” I look down at my legs. “Yes Y/n/n” Bill says almost immediately, my name flowing with the sweetness of his voice. Something about hearing him say my name makes me flustered.

“I was wondering, do you u-um like anyone?” I ask looking up at him. Bill looks off to the distance for a second. “I don’t know, maybe.” He shrugs a bit. “D-Do Y-you?” “Yea, he’s the most amazing boy I know.” I smile slightly. Bill smiles at my comment. “W-well who is the m-m-mystery boy?” He asks beaming happily. This is it. I’m going to admit my feelings to him. Little do I know, I wouldn’t be the only one who would decide to do this. Before I could say anything the doorbell rang, echoing through the whole house. “I-I’ll get it, but y-you’re telling me a-afterwards.” Bill giggled and winked, swarming my stomach with butterflies once again.

Bill went downstairs and I waited patiently, sitting on his bed, smiling and thinking. After 5 minutes I realized he was taking awhile. I got up from the bed and began walking down the hallway and down the stairs. I stop at the bottom of the stairs. “Hey Bill! What’s up it’s been taking awhi-“ I cut myself off seeing Bill and Beverly, lips locked, pull away. “O-oh.” I say lowly. “S-s-sorry, I didn’t mean to d-ditch you, this k-kinda just h-h-happened.” He blushed madly. Tears swell up in my eyes, I feel a lump in my throat. “N-no it’s fine Bill, I h-have to meet up with Richie at the arcade a-anyways” My voice cracks a bit. “A-are you o-okay?” Bill asks. “Yeah, you seem a bit upset Y/n/n?” Bev says worry In her eyes. “No, I’m fine, I really have to get going though, wouldnt wanna be late or Richie might kick my ass” I joke, faking a smile, running up the stairs, into bills room.

Of course he likes her, I don’t hate Bev, its the exact opposite. She’s sweet and funny, she’s soo beautiful, just the dream girl, perfect for any guy, I don’t exactly hate myself, but I’m obviously not enough for Bill. I grab my back quickly, wiping my cheeks and swallowing the lump in my throat. I go downstairs. “Bye guys” I say quickly before walking out the door, not even waiting for their goodbyes.

Time skip

“Tozier!” I exclaim, hugging him from behind. “Your day just got a thousand times better!” I giggled, trying to get the thought of Bill Denbrough out of my head. Richie turned around and faced me, looking down and grinning. “You bet it fucking did sweetheart.” I hugged him again, tightly, smiling into his chest. “I missed you Rich” I say. “I missed you too sweet cheeks.” He chuckled slightly. My smile died down as I pulled away from the hug. “You okay there y/n/n?” Richie bites his cheek slightly. When he says my nickname, its different from Bill, my name flows with the sweetness of his voice, meanwhile with Richie, My name just fits with his raspy voice, like a puzzle piece. “Y-yea I’m fine!” I fake a smile. “Don’t lie to me, I’ll beat your ass if you don’t tell me” Richie looks at me sternly. “F-fine.” My voice lowers.

“Bill” is all I can let out before I get the same lump in my throat. “Did he hurt you, I’ll beat him up, wh-what’d he do to you?” Richie’s eyes fill with worry. “No, not that. He, he kissed Beverly” I say lowly. He frowns looking into my eyes. “Your amazing doll and if he can’t see that, he’s fucking blind, Blinder than me. I need glasses and i can tell you’re beautiful Don’t be sad over a dumbass like him, I’d pick you over any girl any day.” Richie hugs me. “Thanks Rich.” I sigh slightly. “I just wish it were him who would pick me over any girl, you’re my best friend, that’s different, obviously you would pick me.” Richie sighs lowly, biting his lip slightly, he looked hot with his lip tugged between his teeth,concentrated- ohfuckno, I did NOT just call Richie Tozier HOT. Okay maybe I’d be an idiot if I didn’t realize my best friend was cute, not only cute tremendously hot but I don’t like him, I’m just smart enough to know he’s got good looks. Richie put his hand under my chin, making me look up at him. “Then let’s make him jealous, show him what he’s missing, sound good doll?” He smirks, licking his lips slightly. I smile up at Richie. “Sounds great Rich, but how.” “Okay so you get a makeover right? Look like a whole art piece, not like you don’t already” Richie winks at me before continuing. “And follow my lead.” I nod and smile at him.

Time skip to a couple days later.

I rode my bike next to Richies. “are you sure this is gonna work?” i ask him. “Of course its gonna work, and if it doesn’t then its still a win, we get to pretend to date. I get to act like I’m with the most beautiful girl in the world and you get to act like your with me, the hottest and funniest guy ever.” Richie smirks. “yeah yeah” i roll my eyes, smiling. We pulled over by the quarry, about 2 feet away from everyone else. I got off my bike, laying it down next to a rock. “its way too hot out today, if we go in the water, there’s about 20 diseases we can get but if we stay in the sun, we could get heat strokes” Eddie rambles. “It’s hot out because of me and Y/n!” Richie exclaims. I roll my eyes again, this kid is something else. “shut up Richie” Stan groans. “Eddie we’ve been in the quarry billions of times and every time we come put fine, why are you still worried” i say, reassuringly. “you never know” He replies. “hes just making up excuses because hes too afraid to jump” Richie smirks. “whatever” Eddie says, going back to doing whatever. I look over to see Bill sitting on a rock, staring at me and Richie, i give him a small wave before turning around so i can undress, my swimsuit under my clothes. I watch Richie take off his shirt, his skin pale but slightly toned, he has slight abs which is confusing since the kid almost never works out. I eagerly take off my shirt and shorts/skirt, I feel eyes on me, i look over, seeing Richie looking me up and down. “eyes to yourself Tozier” I giggle. “Hey! I’m just admiring the beauty! Cant a guy look at his girlfriend!” Rich snaps. “girlfriend!?!” Everyone mutters from behind us, shocked. He winks at me. “called it!” Bev says. “its about time you two got together, the sexual tension is unbelievable” Sexual Tension? But there’s nothing between me and Rich, what is she talking about? This whole thing is fake. “Yeah seriously, I’m surprised you guys havent fucked by now” Stan says. What the hell are they talking about? But I’ve always liked Bill. Yeah, Me and Rich flirt all the time but there’s no feelings involved, right? I feel my cheeks burning, not from the sun either. Richie smirks, staring at me. “Who says we havent” He shrugs, the smirk staying on his face, as if it were glued there. “RICH!” I squeaked, my cheeks burning even more. “forget i ever said anything” Stanley gagged. “DO YOU GUYS NOT KNOW THE AMOUNT OF DISEASES-“ “yes we know, we know, and Richie is only joking” i roll my eyes. “Bill, you okay?” Ben asks. Rich winks and elbows me softly. “y-yea I’m fine” he replies. “you sure? You’ve been awfully quiet” Ben asks again. Richie nudges me again. I don’t wanna make Bill jealous anymore, what if this whole time, i only told myself that i like Bill to cover up the fact that i like Richie? No I’m just being stupid now, I’ve never liked Richie. Hes just my best friend and hes just helping me out, thats all. “i-I’m okay, l-l-lets just swim!” He says, smiling slightly.

Time skip

The whole time, me and Rich splashed each other and messed around, flirting a lot too. Richie dunked me under the water before pulling me back up, grabbing my waist, our bodies touching, our faces inches apart, his lower body brushed against my leg,holy shit,rich was hard. My face heated up, why is he hard, he doesn’t even like me.Just breathe, its probably just a teenage boy thing. His thumb rubbed circles on my bare waist, our faces inched closer,only about 2 inches away from eachother now, i felt his warm breath against my lips. This can’t be happening, worst part is I’m not stopping it. “RICH! Y/N! C’MON WE’RE GETTING OUT! WE’RE GONNA GET ICECREAM” One of the losers yelled. Me and Richie pulled away, both of us blushing, Richie blinked before swimming away. My face heated up thinking about what happened in the Quarry. Why’d I allow us to get that close. “H-hey Y-Y/n can i t-t-talk to you for a s-s-sec?” Bill asks. I look over at Richie, who sends me a smile. His eyes look sad, why would he be sad? This was his plan afterall.

I followed Bill into a small opening away from the losers. “I-i know I’m k-k-kinda later but i l-like you. It’s o-okay if y-y-you dont like me. i-i k-kn-know your with richie.” Bill admits. “actually I’m not with Richie, it was to make you jealous because i liked you but what about Beverly, I wouldn’t want you to lead her on, she obviously likes you” i say. “y-yeah i kn-know. the k-kiss happened o-o-out of nowhere. i t-t-told her I wasn’t s-sure of m-m-my feelings” He says. “w-wait...l-liked?” “yeah...i- i think i like Richie.” i say softly. “o-oh. okay..” Bill says. “he d-d-definitely likes you b-back. You sh-sh-should shoot your shot” i smile. “thanks Bill” “o-of c-course! G-g-good luck!” he says

I walk back over to Rich, who was trying to put on his shirt but was failing miserably, i giggled. He finally got on his shirt. “Jesus this damn thing hates me or something” He mutters, causing me to giggle again. “oh hey! sooo how’d it go with Bill” Richie smirks. “um...i actually rejected him” I say. Richies eyebrows furrowed, he frowned, but i could tell he was trying not to smirk. “why? i thought you liked him?” he asks. “Beverly likes him, it wouldnt be fair to her. aaaand I’m pretty sure i like someone else.” i say. “oOoOoO and who might that be” Richie smirks. I put my hands on his shirt, pulling him closer to me, connecting my lips with Richies. This was a Kiss waiting to happen, Richies eyes went wide but they soon relaxed as he put his hands on my waist, kissing me back. I pull away, out of breath. “does that tell you who i like?” i ask. “nah, i think you’re gonna have to try again.” Richie smirks. I roll my eyes smiling before connecting our lips once again. This kiss was much more rough and passionate, our lips glided against eachother, smoothly as if our lips were made for eachother, like puzzle pieces connecting. His tongue glided against my bottom lip, asking for entrance, i part my mouth slightly, Richie entering his tongue right away, exploring my mouth. The kiss got more heated and rough, both of us out of breathe but not wanting to pull away. “THATS DISGUSTING” Eddie yells. “hey lovebirds we’re gonna get icecream” Beverly chuckles. I pull away from Richie, panting. “we’ll catch up, i still have to put on my clothes” i say. The losers start to get on there bikes and talk amongst themselves. I grab my shirt and short/skirt putting it on quickly. “sucks those have to go back on” Richie winks. “RICH!” i squeak. “whaaat? I’m only telling the truth, I’d rather watch you in your swimsuit” he replies. I roll my eyes. “so...Wanna be my girlfriend?” Richie asks. “no because i just made out with you for no reason. Of course i wanna be your girlfriend Rich” i reply, he rolls his eyes smiling. “Now lets go before the losers forget about us!” i say hopping on my bike.

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tr4shmouth-tozi3r · 5 years

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‘are you sure?’ - stanley uris x reader

requested: yes and it took me a bit to get this out cause I legit suck sorry guys lol, but I honestly loved writing this one its adorable🥺

summary: It’s finally Senior year, the last year all of the losers would spend together completely before they all went off to college. Stan and y/n had made a pact as young kids, that throughout the years if they hadn’t had their first kiss and so on, they would be each other’s first for everything. Now at the age of 12 or so, they don’t really fully realize what that entails, but once they hit 14 and share their first kiss, then 15 and it was their first date, then 16 and it was their first hickey, and so forth they start to realize there’s a first that they hadn’t talked about and by this time around they’ve finally found themselves together in a comitted relationship. Their first relationship. Now, it was time to go farther than they ever had, they both wanted it, but who would speak up first? There’s only one night left before they all go their separate ways and one night can change everything.

pairing: stanley uris x reader

warning: super fluff, smut, swearing.

August 29th, 1994

“I can’t believe we all leave tomorrow.” Eddie’s voice spoke solemnly and he let out a sad sigh following his words. All of his friends looked at him with sad smiles and nodded in agreement.

“Eds, I just want you to know, I’ll still keep in touch,” Eddie smiled briefly at Richie’s kind words, but instantly a frown took over his features when the taller boy kept speaking, “I mean, how could a step father ever abandon his step child?”

“Rich, shut the fuck up.” y/n laughed and spoke loudly in Richie’s direction as she lifted her head out of her boyfriend, Stan’s lap who was already rolling his eyes at Richie.

“Hey, it’s true.” Richie smirked at Eddie as he spoke to y/n.

“Can you guys just address it already before you leave and regret it, we put up with your suppressed feelings for years. That shit was stressful.” Mike laughed as Richie’s face flushed and y/n felt the fits of laughter vibrate in her boyfriend’s belly against her head. She looked up at him, a genuinely happy smile adorning her face. She loved Stanley Uris with all her heart and leaving for college and leaving the place where she met some of the most important people to her, was weighing down on her heavy in that moment.

She tuned out the bickering that began to ensue around her and she looked up at him, thinking back to when they were 12.

July 7th, 1988

“Let’s make a deal, everyone has a first for almost everything, right? How about if we haven’t had our first kiss and so on, we’ll promise to be each other’s?” Stan blushed at his own statement. He wondered if he was being too forward or too obvious. He had a crush on y/n since they were about 8 or 9 years old and he never thought she would ever feel the same. Boy, was he wrong.

“You got yourself a deal, Stanley.” y/n smiled, a blush creeping onto her face as well.

“W-Wait, really?” He was flustered and she laughed.

“Of course.”

July 13th, 1990

It was Stan’s birthday and he was 14 today. You had been 14 for a few months now. You still remembered the pact you guys had made two years ago and you wondered if he did, too.

Ring, ring, ring.

The landline on your bedside table shook you from your thoughts and you answered and instantly smiled as you heard Stan’s voice on the other line, “I’m coming over, need to see my best friend on my birthday, right?”

“Of course, and I have a gift for you, better hurry up!” You hung up before he could speak and you mentally slapped yourself. What the fuck was that? I sounded so ridiculous. He’s gonna show up expecting a gift and what am I going to say? It’s my lips?

You sighed heavily, your cheeks turning bright red. Oh god, you were about to mess this up. You could feel it. He didn’t live very far either, so you didn’t have much time to figure this out.

You spent most of the time waiting for him, pacing back and forth in your room and feeling the way your palms were becoming ridiculously sweaty. Don’t get too worked up, relax!

“y/n, Stan’s here, he’s coming up!” Your mom called out from the bottom of the stairs and it felt like your stomach almost fell out of your ass, you were so nervous.

He walked in with a big smile on his face and enveloped you in a sweet hug, “Hey, so where’s this present? Is it another pair of binoculars? I totally don’t need another pair, but another wouldn’t hurt I guess.” He laughed and then noticed your jittery state and how nervous you looked. Before he could speak again, you began to ramble.

“Do—shit okay, do you remember, when w-we were 12 and we uh, we made that pact?” His confused expression disappeared instantly and he smirked at you.

“You remember? Holy shit, I was thinking about that all day, but figured I’d look like a weirdo bringing it up, but you remember...” He murmured sweetly, his eyes widening and the adoration on his face was clear.

“Well, yeah I remember...” you twiddled with your thumbs, “So, I mean, you haven’t had your first kiss have you?” Your eyes shot up and looked into his and he shook his head furiously.

“No, no no, have you?”

“No.”

“So—”

Before he could speak another word, you stepped forward and cupped his face in your hands and your lips pressed against his, in short and sweet kiss and you pulled back slightly just to catch a glimpse of his reaction. You wanted to make sure he was okay with this and judging from the way he leaned forward and pulled you back in and kissed you quite feverishly, he totally was.

You thought about how the year after that came your first date and the year after that things got a little more intense. It was your first hickey and his as well. That one, you swore up and down was unnecessary, but Stan was more than eager and you couldn’t lie, you wanted to know what it felt like. And god, did it feel good. Or maybe it felt as good as it did, because the boy you were in love since you were in 4th grade had his lips pressed so firmly to your neck. His tongue traced your skin so softly, sending shivers up your spine and when he nibbled on the nape of your neck you had let out an involuntary moan. This totally only feels this good when you’re in love. You always told yourself that.

After the hickey escapades your group of friends noticed and relentlessly teased the two of you. They teased you so often and so badly, that they basically drove the two of you into each other’s arms. You didn’t mind, though. You and Stan were both very stubborn and also very shy sometimes. Even when it was clear as day, right in front of you both, you and him chose to ignore it out of fear. And now that you think about it, fear of what? God, 16 is such a weird hormonal age. It was obvious there was something there, but you both would never say it unless the other would admit it and like I said, both of you were very stubborn. So, you would always say your friends brought you two together.

Now, here you were. You were 18 years old, ready to leave for college and leave this life behind and depart from your life long friends. Something was eating away at you, nagging in the back of your mind.

There was still a first that you and Stan had yet to share and you only had about 12 more hours left before that opportunity was out the window. You weren’t sure when you would see him or any of your other friends again, you wanted to make your last night with him memorable. You wanted it to count.

You hummed softly, shutting your eyes and wanting to take mental note of the way he smelled sweet like cinnamon and his breathe always tickled your neck in the same spot when you laid with him like this. You took note of the way his thumb would circle over your hip bone, slowly and sweetly. He held you against him like he never would again, but he always did that. He always savored every minute he had with you in his arms, but now he was really savoring it. You were going to try and make plans for Thanksgiving or Christmas, neither of you were too sure which one and if it would even be 100% possible, but you chose not to think about that right now. Right now, he was here with you and you still had about 10 hours before you would be parting ways.

Stan leaned back, pulling his head away from the crook of your neck and looked at you, “What are you thinking about, babe?” He propped his body up with his elbow and rested his head on his hand, his eyes studying your face.

“I...” You breathed out, suddenly feeling as nervous as you did the day that had kissed him for the first time, “I just... I feel like there’s something we should be doing before we leave. Something that I wanna share with you, another first... it’s been eating away at me for the passed couple of weeks. It’s silly, and you probably don’t want to so—”

“No, stop. Don’t say that, of course I want to. Whatever it is, I want to. I want to do everything with you, y/n.” Your heart soared at the way your boyfriend spoke to you. He was so sweet and he wasn’t even trying to be.

“I want to... I want to have sex with you. Tonight. Preferably right now.” You let your eyes wander across the ceiling as you spoke and you were preparing for the worst when you didn’t hear a single thing come out of Stan’s mouth. As you turned to face him, his lips were parted slightly and his eyes were wide with that same look of adoration he had in his eyes when you were 14 years old rambling on about how you wanted to kiss him.

“God, I’m so in love with you.” He kissed you quite fast and with a longing you couldn’t explain. He wanted to kiss you until you were stuck together and you could never leave each other, but he knew that was impossible. A guy can dream, right?

“Are you sure?” You searched his eyes for any sign of doubt and found nothing. All you saw was the way his eyes were dilated and lips quivered in excitement. The way that his cheeks were flushed and his hands were shakily tracing over your arms and your waist.

“Yes, why are you even asking? I’ve wanted this since last year, but I didn’t want to say anything and make it weird. Plus, I just felt like you weren’t ready and now you are. I knew if you wanted it as bad as I did, you would suck it up and say it first, so I waited, but god I’ve wanted it for a long time. I swear,” He pressed his lips to your jaw and trailed kisses down your neck. His touch softened and he became as gentle as you’ve ever experienced him to be. This was new. This felt different. He took care of you.

You had rolled your eyes at the fact that he admitted his fear of telling you he had wanted this, so he waited for you to speak up first. You were both shy sometimes, yes, but out of the two of you it was safe to say that you were the boldest. You said things when they needed to be said. You did things when they needed to be done. And this needed to be said and done.

You smiled at the way he undressed you slowly, taking his time with you. He was really really trying to savor this now. His eyes scanned over your half naked body, watching as you blushed and tried to cover yourself.

“Baby, stop. Don’t cover yourself, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I wanna remember what you look like right now. I wanna close my eyes on the drive out of here tomorrow, and picture this moment. How you opened up to me and gave me the privilege to share something so meaningful with you. Something so intimate. I wanna remember the night that you really became mine in a whole new way.” His words were soft and full of love and his eyes glistened in the light that illuminated your room. He was so damn gorgeous.

“I love you.” You leapt forward, kissing him so hard you were sure your lips were swollen already. He reached around you, unclasping your bra. His fingers barely touched your shoulders as he sluggishly pulled the bra off of your chest. Goosebumps rose across your skin and the cool air hit your chest. He trailed kisses down your chest and whispered sweet nothings to you the whole way, in between kisses.

You were breathing so heavily, you felt like everything was going to collapse around you. At this point, you were completely naked, legs spread and Stan in between them in just his underwear. He pressed against you, letting you know how hard he was and you hummed against his lips. You felt yourself getting wetter and wetter by the minute. You thought you were going explode.

“I really hate this part. It’s going to hurt a bit, before it feels good and I don’t want to hurt you.” He murmured sweetly and you smiled.

“This is a good hurt. I want this. I want to have this with you. If it makes you feel better, talk me through it, kinda turns me on anyway.” You giggled and he laughed at you, placing a kiss against your forehead.

“Good to know.” He whispered. By this time, he was completely naked as well and back in between your legs positioning himself and pausing for a moment. He held on to himself as he slowly pushed his head against your entrance, “If it hurts, just tell me to stop, okay baby?” He tangled his other hand in your hair and you breathed a shaky okay in response.

He pushed into you further and you gasped, the pain hitting you in small waves, but you didn’t want to stop. He locked eyes with you, “Does it hurt? I’ll stop baby.” You furiously shook your head and without thinking, you pushed your hips into him and he suddenly found himself pushed fully inside of you. You yelped slightly and he groaned.

“Babe, that was totally a bad move if you were in pain.” He breathed, revelling in how amazing it felt to be inside of you.

“Keep going.” You whispered as you wrapped your arms around his neck and locked your ankles around his waist, “Please...” You bit your lip and suddenly you were gasping as he slowly pulled back, sliding almost completely out of you and then thrusting back into you softly.

“Fuck...” He was breathing heavily against your skin as he buried his head into your neck. He began to kiss and lick all over the skin before him, biting and sucking sweetly on your neck, “I love you so much, I’ve loved you since we were kids. This is the best moment of my life.” He picked up his pace, noticing the pleasure beginning to course through you. Your eyes half lidded and your lips swollen and wet from you licking them. Your face was flushed and your forehead was covered with a small trail of sweat. He looked down at you, into your eyes and wrapped you up in his arms. You clung to him, moaning out his name as you felt him slide further into you.

“I love you, too. I love you so much, too.” You whimpered and he groaned at the way you spoke. You sounded so sexy to him, he loved it.

You could still feel the sting and you winced a bit at the way his hips met yours, “Shhh, it’s okay baby, I’ve got you.” He moaned, “I’ve got you, mmm.”

“Stan, oh my god,” You gasped as his hips came up again, this time a bit harder and a whole new pleasure flew throughout your body, “It doesn’t hurt anymore, go faster, please.” You moaned loudly this time and he threw his head back as he squeezed you tightly, doing as you asked.

“Like this?” Your eyes met as he thrusted in and out of you, at a fast steady pace. You felt your body buzz in ecstasy and he leaned forward engulfing your lips in a hot chaste kiss. Your tongues tangled together and your hands roamed every inch of each other’s bodies.

“Yes, yes.” You cried out in pleasure as he started thrusting harder.

“You’re so beautiful.” He moaned sweetly and you watched as he titled his head back and closed his eyes and in that moment you came undone.

Your legs shook and your ankles detached from around him, your body practically melting into the mattress beneath you, “I-I’m cumming.” You spoke in between breaths and he leaned into you, as you arched your body into him. Your stomach exploded and your walls tightened around him and you swore you saw stars.

“That’s it baby, cum for me.” His thrusts became sloppy and he murmured I love yous over and over again as he twitched inside of you, finally letting himself go and spilling into you. You rode out your orgasms together, tightly pressed against one another, as if you were becoming one person.

You held onto him as you both came down from your highs, savoring the moment of being wrapped up in each other. Feeling him pressed flush against your body, skin stuck to skin, hearts beating erratically against each others.

He pressed his forehead to yours and slid out of you, turning over and laying beside you, “That was the best first by far. You’re amazing.” He pulled you against him, kissing top of your head.

“It definitely was.” You smiled up at him, “I love you so much.”

“I love you so much, too y/n.”

Okay, I’m actually extremely pleased with how this turned out. This was beautiful:’)

I hope you guys liked it, and to the anon that requested it I hope it was worth the wait for you❤️

#it imagines #stan uris #stanley uris x reader #stanley uris #the fluff is unreal #fluffy smut #smut #fluff #it fanfic #it fanfiction #it requests #requested #personal requests #stan is so precious tho #it chp 1 #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #mike hanlon #had to throw in that lil reddie moment cause yeah

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melliflovs · 5 years

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Snakes - Richie Tozier

Requested by anon: Can you do a Richie x reader, were the reader is a complete bad ass and has a huge crush on Richie, and he's dating another girl and shes doing stuff behind his back, and the girl overhears and threatens to beat her ass if she doesn't come clean.

Word Count: 1,206

Warnings: Vulgar language

Summary: When Richie’s girlfriend turns out to be a cheater the reader must set her straight for her best friends sake.

You can find the rest of my writing by clicking the link in my bio!

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(y/n) sat next to Richie as they ate their food together, the warm sun shining down on them as they waited for the rest of their friends. "Richie?" She asked, toying with a fry.

"Yeah?"

"Why are you with her?" (y/n) flinched when she heard him groan beside her. It was a bit of a sore subject between the two of them but it never seemed to stop her from bringing it up whenever they were alone. Maybe that's why hes spending less time with you, she thought.

"I really don't see why you care so much about my relationships. They don't really concern you." He looked away from her and his tray of food as he shook his head, standing up, "I'm gonna go find Janet, I guess I'll see you later."

She dropped the fry she held, the food hitting the plate as she hung her head in shame, she'd done it again. It was an accident the first time she scared away Richie's girlfriend, she was a sweet girl too; Much better than the latest flings.

The second girl was less of an accident. When Richie first brought her around the losers club she had insulted Eddie's fanny packs, surprising all of them. So (y/n) didn't hesitate to inform the girl that "The losers would rather be stuck in room with the bowers gang for 24 hours than see her face around their lunch table ever again."

When she ran away after that, Richie didn't chase her. The losers club never heard about it after and figured she was old news.

Now the trashmouth had moved onto girl number three, and boy oh boy did she miss girl number one. (y/n) didn't understand why the losers couldn't see past the cheery facade that girl number three had. Janet, her name was. (y/n) didn't even try to pretend she liked the girl, initially she figured she could just avoid her but Richie pushed the two girls together one day while at the quarry. It didn't end well and (y/n) snapped at the both of them before storming off.

Ever since then tensions had been high between her and Richie. She had begun to feel more and more like an outcast in the losers club, all of them accepting Janet with open arms.

Stan was the only one who sort of saw through Janet's fake personality but chose not to say anything to avoid drama. (y/n) understood, she really did, but she still felt the sting of his choice.

Pushing herself away from the bench she dumped her food in the garbage. Passing by Belch's car, the bowers gang hanging around it as they pushed each other around. (y/n) noticed a blur of black hair against the hood of the car, being held down by Henry.

At first she thought Henry had just found another boy to harass before he moved off the figure, releasing his grip on them. Janet sat up on the hood, pulling Henry closer to her before kissing him deeply.

Out raged at the scene unfolding in front of her (y/n) began to see red, her vision blurred with fury. Every rational thought tossed out the window as she sprinted towards the car. Reaching them she shoved Henry off Janet, grabbing her by her shirt and pinning her to the hood of the blue car.

"Now look here, snake. What the fuck do you think you were doing exactly? Because last I knew you were dating my best fucking friend." (y/n) seethed, holding the scared girl down.

Janet looked over to Henry for help only to see him turn his head away. "Aw.. whats wrong? He won't help you? How unfortunate, should have thought twice before getting into bed with Bowers over there."

(y/n) saw the blonde haired boy jaw clench at her comment but still held back from saying or doing anything. For once she wasn't scared of him or his goons, this time they were afraid of her, and for good reason. Nothing they could do would make her back down.

The look in her eyes reminded Henry of his father and he knew not to mess with crazy like that.

"Alright now, you listen closely. Got it?" (y/n) paused waiting for a response, Janet merely nodded her head furiously.

"Perfect.” She said continuing. “Now, in a second I'm gonna let you go and you're gonna go to Richie and tell him that you cheated, that the stress of a relationship was too much and that you need out. Sound good?"

She nodded again.

(y/n) reluctantly released her grip on the girl and let her out from under her.

Janet faked composure and adjusted the skirt Henry had under his hands only a few minutes before, and gave (y/n) a disdainful once over. (y/n) went to move forward towards her, a snarl leaving her lips. Janet's eyes widened at the sound, immediately booking it towards the school and to Richie.

(y/n) looked behind her at the sound of Henry clearing his throat.

"Look, kid. That was brave, took some balls so I'll let you off this time. But let me myself very clear, if you lay your hands on me ever again you'll live to regret it." The anger she felt began to dissipate as Henry talked down to her. Although she wasn't one to get spooked easily, especially not after what she just did.

"Thanks, blondie. You might want to wash your car though, something as dirty as Janet has gotta leave a stain." With that (y/n) turned on her heel, hurrying away from the gang of rebels.

(y/n) waited impatiently by Richie's locker as she willed him to return from his conversation. After fifteen minutes she decided to venture around the school campus. She searched the janitors closet, the boiler room, and the gym before continuing her search outside.

Exiting the large doors she found Richie Tozier sitting on the school steps, staring out into the street blankly. (y/n) sat down next to him quietly. They sat there in silence, cars and people passing by as they continued their days.

Out of the corner of her eye (y/n) saw Richie's finger twitch before he slowly slid his hand into hers. He squeezed her hand reassuringly.

"I heard what you did. Word travels fast" He said, still looking forward as people moved about.

"Are you mad?" (y/n) asked, preparing for the worst out of instinct.

"Maybe I should be, but I'm not. I'd do the same if a boy did that to you, hell I'd do the same if a boy looks too long at you."

She smiled at his answer, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding. (y/n) laid her head on his shoulder.

Maybe scaring girl number three off wasn't too bad of an idea, maybe Richie would finally find a bigger spot for me in future. Maybe I'll be girl number four or five, doesn't matter as long as he realizes what been in front of him the whole time.

She gave Richie's hand another light squeeze before standing up and brushing dirt off the back of her jeans.

"So what do you say, Tozier? How does some ice cream sound?"

"Fan-fucking-tastic"

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Friends to Lovers (Richie Tozier x reader)

Request - Hello lovely! I just read your headcannon about dating Richie Tozier and it was sooooo cute! I loved it! Could you do an imagine about a friends to lovers with Richie? Like maybe they’re in high school and they’re both pining after each other but they don’t know the feeling is mutual so the losers set them up on a blind date and they both (Richie mostly) get all blushy and cute? Thank you sooo much and I hope you have a wonderful day! 💕

(A/n) Thank you!! I tried my best but I still haven’t written a lot of fanfiction so it’s kinda crappy sorry. I tried to write Bill’s stutter as best I could but I didn’t really know how so I hope it’s okay. Also I turned into a thing where like the reader doesn't know who shes going on a date with but Richie does, I’m sorry im terrible at this lmao.

(n/n - nickname)

y/n’s pov

Since day one, Richie Tozier and I have been the best of friends. We’ve done everything together and it’s always so much fun, between our weekly Saturday movie nights to waiting till the last possible moment to do science projects. He taught me how to play videos and ride a bike. We are inseparable.

The only problem is, I’ve been in love with him the entire time. Even though we aren’t together, he’s always made me feel special and happy. The only person that knew of my crush was my close friend Beverly Marsh.

“n/n you need to tell him how you feel! You obviously both love each other, he’s just too shy to say anything,” Beverly said sitting on her bed while you sat on her floor.

“Really Bev, Richie? Too shy? Literally two weeks ago in lunch he stood up on a chair and screamed the chorus of “Total Eclipse of the Heart” cause Eddie dared him to, he’s not too shy to do anything he just doesn’t like me like that.”

“You’re full of shit y/n but fine. If you truly believe he doesn’t like you then whatever. But I can’t stand to see you upset so I’m gonna set you up on a blind date tonight.”

“Please don’t, I’m perfectly happy ignoring my problems and also tonight is my movie night with Richie.”

Beverly rolled her eyes, “You can miss it just once, he’ll understand, please y/n, I won’t stop bothering you about this.”

“Fine! But I’m not going to like it and if he tries anything I will punch him.”

“That’s my girl! Now let’s go pick out some nice clothes for later.”

…

Third person pov

Richie sat at home thinking about what he was going to do without y/n tonight. He’d just gotten a call from her saying she was going to have to miss movie night because she was going on a date; he was upset. He had been in love with her for so long but never thought she loved him back so he always kept quiet about it.

The doorbell began to ring so he went up to answer it given he was the only one home. As he opened the door, Bill, Ben and Eddie walked in and immediately began talking.

“Okay so you’re gonna take her to that Diner on Ford street and what the hell are you wearing you’re not wearing sweatpants on a date what is wrong with you-” Eddie began ranting before Richie cut him off.

“Eddie what the fuck are you talking about, I’m not going on a date with anyone I don’t even like anyone.”

“B-bullshit Richie, e-everyone knows you’ve liked y-y/n for f-forever,” Bill retorted, “A-also we’ve arranged for y-you to go on a date w-with y/n tonight.”

“Yeah but she doesn’t know it’s you, it’s gonna be a surprise, Bev planned it,” Ben stated.

“No, there’s no way I’m doing this! She doesn’t even like me, there’s no point and I’m just gonna embarrass myself and she’ll end up hating me,” Richie protested.

“Yeah well tough shit Richie. Beverly told Bill she liked you and she’s already agreed to the date. It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t know it’s you, she’ll be so happy when she sees you! You have to agree, how’s she gonna feel when she gets there and no one else is there huh? She’ll feel like shit, you have to go, you both have been pining after each other for years now so you’re going, end of story.” Eddie stated before walking into Richie’s room to look at the clothes in his closet.

“Fine, but if she hates me after this, this is on you guys,” Richie finally agreed walking into his room.

Ben and Bill smiled at each other before following Richie, getting him ready for later tonight.

…

y/n’s pov

“Oh my god n/n you look so cute!” Beverly exclaimed smiling.

I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. ( http://pic-collage.com/_tJGdT93e ) I did look pretty but I’d rather be wearing sweatpants and sitting next to Richie binge watching movies together. There was one time he put his arm around me and I melted.

“Thanks Bev, but do I have to do this?”

“Damn right you do. Just trust me I promise you’ll love it.”

I rolled my eyes and signed, “Fine, let’s go.”

…

No one’s pov

Beverly and y/n pulled into the parking lot of the dinner and y/n got out nervously.

“Remember he’s wearing black dress pants, a white button up shirt, black tie and he has glasses,” Beverly said, “Have fun girly!”

y/n walked into the diner looking at all the tables looking for her “mystery date” until she settled on a familiar face.

“Richie is that you, why are you here?” She said looking at her best friend.

Richie looked up nervously blushing with some red roses in his hand.

“H-hey y/n, you look beautiful and I am here as your date,” he stared at y/n blushing furiously.

She looked at him in shock before smiling and sitting across from him.

“These are for you,” Richie said handing her the roses.

“Thanks Rich but, what’s going on?”

“Well,” Richie looked down at the table before continuing, “I really like you y/n, actually I think, wait no, I know I love you and I have been in love with you for forever. I-I guess Bill and Beverly knew and wanted to set us up. And oh my fuck you really do look so pretty tonight holy shit. You’re so kind and smart and funny and I’ve never loved anyone before but I know I love you. You- you’re my world and-”

y/n cut him off by placing her hand on his and looked at him softly.

“Rich, calm down you sound like Bill, I love you too and I’m so fucking happy to hear you feel the same, I’ve loved you since the day I met you,” y/n stared into his eyes before glancing down to his lips.

He looked back at her and began to smile before leaning in placing his lips on her own. It was a gentle soft kiss, that made the two of them melt.

“n/n will you be my girl?” Richie asked after pulling away.

“Of course I would,” she replied.

“Oh hell yeah!”

Richie and y/n looked across the diner to see Beverly, Ben, Eddie and Bill sitting together staring at the new couple. Eddie face was extremely red realizing he just blew the four’s cover and they all got up and ran out of the diner.

The couple returned their gazes to each other before laughing.

“Well this is a great start to a first date,” said the boy.

“It certainly is,” y/n replied lacing her fingers with Richie’s smiling softly at her new lover. The blushing couple leaned back in for another kiss before spending the night together.

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