#stanley uris x y/n

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I NEED MORE IT FANFICS😭😭

DOES ANYONE KNOW OF WRITERS THAT WRITE FOR IT??

#it 2017 #the losers club #pennywise #henry bowers #stanley uris #beverly marsh #bill denbrough #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #fandom #fanfic #x reader #x y/n

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➪𝗧𝗲𝗱𝗱𝘆- 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗗𝗲𝗻𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵

➪𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀- 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀

➪𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀-𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁

➪𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱: 7 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 16 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝘀

➪ 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁- 1,392

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Bill started walking up the stairs to y/n's room as her mother let him in. He had been going round the house quite often so her mother had gotten used to him and allowed him in unlike Richie who her mother didn't like with all his bad words and sexual talks. Her mother had grown to like him and usally invited him round when y/n wasn't feeling well or just needed someone to talk to. He was always her mothers first choice for help with her daughter seeing as he made her happy.

He wanted to see her earlier but he got caught up with Richie. Bill wanted to leave Richie to talk with y/n but he never had the chance until Stanley and Eddie showed up. He knew if he left then no-one would notice. Y/n and Bill have been what you call high-school sweethearts. He met y/n in your first year of high school. They bumped into each other almost simultaneously after you locked eyes. Since then the rest is history.

Bill opened the door quite quickly thinking y/n was awake. "Y/n I wanted to ask if you-" he stopped in his tracks. He noticed she was asleep, curtains open and she was on top of the sheets curled up tight with a Teddy. He didn't get a proper glimpse of the teddy until she slowly turned over to her side. The light beaming from the outside onto the teddy that he now saw. A very familiar teddy. Georgies teddy. Bill placed his bag and books,that he had brought over to study for an upcoming test, under her desk and sat at the end of her bed.

Bill began staring at the teddy thinking of georgie and how he had lied about being ill to not play play him on that rainy day. The day played through bill's mind as he remembered georgie waving goodbye and a peircing scream coming from down the street. A tear left his eye as he began looking more at the teddy.

Y/n must of felt someone staring as she almost immediately woke up. "What are you doing here?" She had asked him as he still sat there looking. "I w-was um c-coming round to r-revise for t-the test" he had stuttered. His stuttering had gotten worse over the months and he knew it. "Oh sorry I completely forgot I was out like a light seeing as I didn't get much sleep last night" y/n indicated that it was because of the quarry and especially only Richie. Richie toizer had made them all stop up till midnight just so he could say his new joke about how he fucked Eddie's mom. It was a good joke till you fell asleep on the floor and Richie shook you awake. Bill got her to ride at the end of his bike.

Y/n noticed Bill's constant staring. "You okay?" She asked him. His concentration didn't change he didn't even hear her until she clicked her fingers for attention. "I said are you okay?" He just looked at her and looked down again "that t-teddy it w-was g-georgies" he admitted to her. "Oh my god I'm so sorry I didn't know"

Earlier on in the week Bill had said that she could have any teddy she chose to help her sleep well at night. She went through his room and found a teddy that was on his desk. Y/n then took it and had slept with it ever since. Bill at the time didn't know which teddy she took and thought his parents took Georgie's teddy in a box of his stuff.

"I can give it back it's not an issue, I honestly didn't know it was his" Bill shook his head as she said this. "I-it's fine you d-didn't know a-and t-this way I can b-b-be w-with both of y-you" he smiled. He moved himself closer to y/n as she placed her head on his chest. Bill wrapped his arm around her and the teddy laid in-between them as she fell asleep. He placed a kiss on her forehead and then he placed a kiss on Georgie's teddy.

"I wish h-he w-was still h-here, I think y-you would l-like him" "I think I would very much"

After this was said they both fell asleep. Bill woke up an hour later hearing a noise. He silently moved away from y/n and followed the noise. Bill saw a figure with a yellow coat run past like thunder. Here and then got in a second.

Y/n must of felt someone leave because she woke up not long after. "Bill you alri-" she noticed he was gone. She immediately jumped of the bed leaving the teddy and went to find Bill in her house. She heard a noise so of course she followed it. Bill still followed the noise and went down y/n's basement. It was filled with water. Y/n found were Bill was and she ran down the stairs. "You okay what's wrong?" She had asked but he didn't respond. He was lost in thought more or so instead looking at something a yellow coat. He pointed at it. Y/n looked at it and slowly moved down the stairs. "It is just a coat" she reassured him. "You lied and I died" was heard. Y/n heard it and went back to Bill. He held her in his arms. Her body was facing the basement floor and started scanning the room for activity.

Bill was very considerate of you so when he knew that y/n was scared he asked her to "go u-upstairs". Y/n being the stubborn one she shook her head and stayed by his side. Something near the yellow coat moved, legs appeared then even a face. "Georgie" Bill had muttered. Y/n knew this was impossible seeing as georgie was and scientifically dead. More dead than a guy who was shot with blunt force head trauma. "Bill, you sure it's him?" She had asked with more like a whisper tone.

He looked back at her and didn't give her a response. Instead he walked towards the coat, towards the water in the basement and towards the voice. "You lied and I died" was heard again. Y/n started following Bill through the water. "You lied and I died" only being a few centimetres away the voice grew louder. The coat disappeared. Bill and y/n started walking back up the stairs. "You lied and I died" was kept being repeated. Y/n pointed towards a figure that was now infront of then, clear as day it was georgie. Georgie Denbrough. However, his face was different it was covered in a weird substance. "Maybe we should go Bill" she had said to him. The dazzling yellow coat with now the recognised face still kept repeating "you lied and I died" "Bill what's he talking about?" She placed her hand in his as she asked him. "You weren't really sick that day were you?" "N-no I w-wasn't g-georgie" "Bill come on we should go" Bill moved closer towards georgie. Or was was the representation of georgie. Tears fell down bill's face.

"It's not real Bill come on" he didn't listen. Instead he walked closer to the disoriented georgie. Y/n grabbed his arm and dragged him up the basement steps. "W-w-why did y-you do t-that?" She took him back down the basement steps."see, it wasn't real" she then walked up the stairs to her room alone. Bill took one last look before walking up the stairs. He followed her to her room. "Here" She handed him Georgie's teddy. "You need this more than me" he handed the teddy back. "I n-need to l-let go, I c-can s-still be with georgie if you k-k-keep it.

He gave y/n a kiss on her lips before sitting at her desk to study. Shocked at how quick he changed the subject of seeing a representation of georgie, she sat down and started revising with him. "I l-love y-you" Bill came out and said. "I love you too" she smiled.

#it 2017 #it chapter one #bill denbrough fanfic #bill denbrough #bill denbrough x reader #bill Denbrough x y/n #bill skarsgård #stanley uris #mike hanlon #beverly marsh #stan uris #ben hanscom #georgie denbrough #pennywise #angst #bill denbrough angst #lovers #the losers club #writing prompt

[taytrashmouth]

A piece from my losers to lovers, Richie x reader fanfic on Wattpad.

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"Hey first you said the Barrens,  now you're saying the sewer, I mean...what if we get caught." Eddie questioned.

"W-we won't Ed's." Bill stated.

"The sewers are public works." I added, responding to my brother.

"We're the public aren't we?" Bill asked.

"Hey, n/n! Come here." Richie called and I walked over to him by the sink. Richie was the only one who called me n/n, I liked it.

"Stay still." He instructed. Before I could protest he was sticking a bright red Bandaid on my cheek where all the scrapes from earlier were.

I laughed, looking in the decorative mirror that was mounted on the kitchen wall.

"This looks ridiculous." I smiled.

"But doesn't your cheek feel better?" Richie asked a little smugly.

I made a small gap between my fingers, gesturing 'just a tiny bit.'

Richie smiled and I smiled back.

"Hey Eddie these your birth control pills?" Richie got distracted by the medicine cabinet again.

"Yeah and I'm saving it for your sister, this is private stuff!" Eddie yelled back and closed the cabinet.

"I could use them for your sis-" Richie started.

"DON'T Tozier!" I yelled. With a tiny smile I couldn't hide, I walked out of the kitchen, and as soon as my back was turned my cheeks turned a deep shade of maroon.

I heard Bill and Richie giggling at the statement as Eddie yelled at Richie, going full protective brother mode.

I snuck around the back, while the boys went out the front because mom didn't like me hanging around a bunch of boys, she also couldn't see my busted lip or cheek, she would freak and for the cherry on top I wasn't wearing clothes she'd approve of, in other words not a dress.

I walked down the back steps towards my bike, I tried to push it toward the front of the house to meet the boys, but it wouldn't budge. I frowned and kept trying. It was stuck on a metal pipe for the watering system.

"Come on you piece of shit!" I whispered as I tried my best to get it to move.

Just as Richie came around the corner to see what was keeping me so long I lifted up the back tire which ripped the pipe and water began to spray everywhere.

I screamed, dropping the bike.

Richie just laughed. He walked over to the pipe, both of us already sort of soaked.

"I don't think becoming a handyman is the route for you." Richie smiled.

"Oh well there goes my plan." I sighed heavily, water dripping from my hair.

I watched through a squint, trying to keep water out of my eyes as Richie reattached the pipe and the water stopped.

I sighed thankfully.

"Thanks." I smiled. "The bike was stuck, so I tried to pull it up but um....I broke it." I explained.

Richie pushed my bike down next to me, and brushed off his hands on his jeans.

He nodded. "You okay?" He asked me, looking at my cheek once more. It made me smile that he cared so much about something so small.

"I'm okay...the bandaid helped." I joked, noticing how close he was to me.

He smiled but never stopped making eye contact.

"Now I can really make the pain go away." He said, i was confused until he held my jaw and placed a soft, small kiss on top of the bandaid.

I was frozen still, I had felt his wet hair on my forehead and my whole body filled with butterflies, and I was smiling uncontrollably as he began to jog back to the others. I heart was pounding and my head was racing.

I bit my lip in excitement looking at where he disappeared to, I held my hand up to my cheek hovering over the spot he had kissed, not wanting to touch it and ruin the ghost of his lips.

I picked up my bike and ran to the others. Joining them as Richie explained why we were both soaked.

#it chapter one #richie tozier #stanley uris #mike hanlon #bill denbrough #beverly marsh #eddie kaspbrak #ben hanscom #henry bowers #pennywise #fanfic #x reader #y/n

[xxlunar-0988-xx]

Love is like a sickness, so stay the f- away please :) |Losers club

Okay so i have an idea for a one-shot so I'm just gonna write it real quick before i lose it

Some of the lines on here we're found from TikTok and i don't remember where i saw them sooooo credits to my fyp!!!

Key words: y/n - your name

Losers club x fem!reader platonic!

Basically an AU where the reader and Beverly are best friends the reader has a shit sense of humor and makes jokes all the time (kind of like a girl version of Richie) and Bev keeps drooling over a boy from the losers club *cough* *cough* bill *cough* and its so obvious that a blind person can see it

Anyway before i spoil anything else let's just continue

Warnings: cursing

---No one's pov---

"sup Bev." Y/n said as she walked up behind her friend, Beverly, she jumped at the sudden voice, "spying on your future boyfriend again?" She asked as she giggled, her friend blushing in embarrassesment, "Stoooooooppppp he's not my boyfriend." Beverly said, fully facing towards y/n now, "i said future boyfriend, not current boyfriend, didn't i?" Y/n laughed as Bev punched her lightly in the arm, "c'mon let's go, they're gonna get suspicious if we keep talking behind them." Y/n said grabbing her ginger haired friend by the wrist and dragging her to the losers

"sup losers!" Y/n yelled as she finally let go of Beverly's wrist, "what are y'all talking about?" She asked, Beverly soon standing next to her looking down, "n-nothing much, j-just planing to g-go to the q-quarry." Bill stuttered, "yeah are you lady's coming with?" Richie asked as he pointed towards y/n and Beverly, "we'll think about it-" "yes! We'll come along!" Beverly cut y/n off making her roll her eyes, knowing her whole attention was going to be directed at Bill, "awesome see you a bit after school!" Stanley said as he started walking away, the rest of the losers following him

"way to go lover girl, you just made me waist my free time." Y/n groaned as she looked towards Beverly, "well that's not my problem because you're coming with me." She said grabbing y/n's wrist and dragging her to their next class, "sometimes I wonder why i am even your friend."

"That's because you love me."

"Oh please i would rather be friends with a trashcan- oh wait, I'm already with one."

"Haha very funny now quit letting me drag you and pick up the pace!"

-----time skip-----

"well it looks like we're the first ones here." Y/n said as they approached the cliff looking down at it, sending a shiver up y/n's spine, "well might as well get undressed, hope you have non see through underwear." Beverly said as she started to take off her shirt followed by taking down her trousers, "jeez could have given me a heads up!" Y/n yelled as she turned away, "sorry thought you wouldn't mind." Beverly shrugged, y/n huffed and took off her clothes as well

They soon heard multiple bikes approaching as they both turned around to see all of the loser's, "well you're here early." Ben said as he threw his bike on the ground, "yeah Bev couldn't just wait to see Bill nake-" y/n was cut off by a hand to the mouth, "i just couldn't wait to go swimming!' she yelled, y/n just rolled her eyes, as she licked Beverly's hand, Bev moved her hand in disgust, "well now you have to turn your heads, unless you wanna see my big dic-" "hey Bev wanna jump in first? Great!" Y/n didn't even wait a second and pushed Bev off the cliff as she jumped in seconds after, after they both surfaced Bev gave y/n a death glare, "what did i ruin your chances of seeing Bill's penis?" Y/n asked, Bev rolled her eyes and pushed y/n's head underwater

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Y/n and Beverly were currently sitting on a rock, the rest of the loser's decided to stay in the water for a little longer, Beverly looked at Bill with hearts in her eyes as y/n gagged at the sight, "he's so dreamy." Bev sighed, "He looks like a horse." Y/n proclaimed, "horses are cute!" Bev said tearing her gaze off of Bill to look at y/n, "well he's definitely the ugly type." Y/n said, Bev slapped y/n on the back of the head, "ow! What was that for?!" Y/n yelled, "for being a dickhead." Beverly said and y/n just rolled her eyes

Soon all of the loser's were out if the water and sitting on the rocks just talking, it started to get dark and slowly each loser started to leave, the only ones left were Beverly, Bill and Y/n "yeah I think i sould go." Y/n said as she stood up from the rock and started to get dressed, leaving as quickly as she came, leaving Beverly and Billy alone, "sooooo." Bev started

"i like you!" Bill yelled without a stutter, and before Bev could reply he smashed his lips against her's, Bev melted in to the kiss and as they pulled apart their heads turned quickly when they heard a twig snap, they saw y/n reaching for something on one of the rocks "heh... Sorry for ruining your cheesy moment but i forgot my socks... I'm just gonna- yeah bye!" She ran towards her bike and left the two in embarrassesment, "s-so wanna g-get some ice cream tomo-rrow?" Bill asked as he turned towards Bev locking eyes, "that would be great." She breathed out as they slowly leaned in and kissed

A flashing light was seen from their left as they looked to see y/n standing there with a Polaroid camera, "OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!" Bev yelled, "what i want to have as many pictures of you as possible before you pass away, because im sure as hell not gonna get your sickness!" She yelled, swinging her fist in the air

"For the last fucking time y/n it's called love!"

"do i look like i give a shit on what your sickness is called!?!"

"it's not a god damn sickness you dumb bitch!"

"Oh who's gonna be called a dumb bitch when you're on your death bed huh?!"

Hillow everyone hope y'all's are having a great day/ night/ afternoon, hope you liked this one-shot and I'm sorry for all of you Benverly shippers, i ship them to so this hurt my heart but Bev did like Bill in it chapter one so it had to be done :(

Anyway as always I'll be checking for any spelling mistakes in the morning!

Bye!!!

#losers club #losers #y/n l/n #y/n is gonna be alone forever #stanley uris #beverly marsh #ben hanscom #mike hanlon #bill denbrough #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #platonic #sadly a beverly x bill #justice for ben x beverly :(((((

[zetmns]

✧ SPIDER BOY

“King of thieves!”

In which- bill always loved a girl he knew he couldn’t have someone the old classic bill denbrough couldn’t have. But could spiderman have her?

pairing: SpiderMan!bill denbrough x fem!reader

PARTS !- pt 1 !

PLAYLIST !- SPIDERBOY

✧ Starring !

-bill denbrough as Spider-Man

-Bill denbrough a 16 year old loser still with the group hes been with since he was 11 joining the school baseball team game him a bit of a not so much loser pass tho Just a normal little guy but not so much..

b.d: S-sorry d-d-didn’t mean to s-stare ur j-Just p-pretty.. W-Wait! Not l-like that!

S.m: H-hey beautiful w-what’s a girl Like y-you Doing out here?

Y/n L/n as the Highschool sweatheart

-Y/n l/n the 16 year old violin and soccer player definition of a parents perfect kid atleast from the adult perspective secretly a playful kid who would rather live her own life then be the perfect kid maybe a spider can help with that…

Y.l: Never thought I’d fall for a baseball player but I guess your an exception..

Y.l: hey Spidey i was wondering when I’d see my favorite insect again.

✧ Featuring !

Stanley Uris- Bills Bestfriend

Eddie Kaspbrak- signature germaphobe

Richie tozier- 1# lady lover (allegedly)

Mike Hanlon- the babysitter

Ben Hanscom- shakespear in disguise

Beverly marsh- the Juliet to Romeo (Ben)

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#bill denbrough x reader #bill denbrough #it 2017 #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #beverly marsh #ben hanscom #mike hanlon #it movie #jaeden Martell #jaeden Martell x reader #✧ SPIDER BOY - king of thieves

[myuninterestinglifestory]

stanley uris x reader 😒

Stanley Uris x fem!reader, Reddie

"Shut up, Richie!" Eddie screeched from his place alongside Richie in the hammock. "You're so disgusting..."

"But you like it, don't you, Eds," Richie taunted. "I mean, how can you not, you love me, right?"

"Well, yes, but I wish I didn't," Eddie said, shoving Richie out of the hammock.

"Ten minutes, Eds," Y/n stood over the boys, hands on her hips. "It's my turn in the hammock." She gave him a cheeky grin as he begrudgingly stepped out of the hammock. "Thank you." Y/n slipped into the hammock and waved Stanley over.

"I'm not getting in the hammock with you, but I will sit right here and talk to you." Stan sat on the ground, holding Y/n's hand over the side of the hammock.

"C'mon, babe, please! It's just ten minutes, you only have to lay with me for ten minutes."

"Stan doesn't even like laying with you for two minutes, I'd bet," Richie called from across the clubhouse.

"That's not true!"

"Yeah, what he said," Y/n got out of the hammock and put her hands under Stanley's arms, attempting to lift the boy into the hammock. He slumped over in her arms, making his body dead weight. "Come on, Stan! Don't be an asshole!"

"Yeah, Stan, don't be an asshole!" Richie crudely mimicked Y/n's voice. Eddie slapped the back of Richie's head, making his glasses fall to the ground. "Gee, thanks, Eds. Why don't we let Y/n hit me harder than that, shall we?"

"Shut up, douchebag," Y/n retorted, unsuccessfully lifting Stan. She pulled her arms back to her body and Stan fell to the floor, dirt coating his face.

He spit on the floor, scrubbing his tongue. "Why did you do that?" He stood up, dropping into the hammock. "Now I get to sit here all alone." Stan held up his hand and made a shooing motion.

"No." Y/n forced her way into Stan's lap. "Not all alone." She gave him a just try to get rid of me look.

"Fine," Stan put his hands on her hips and she leaned down to kiss him until she was hit in the face with a ball of paper.

"NO PDA IN THE CLUBHOUSE!" Richie yelled.

"Shut up!" Stan and Y/n replied in unison, flipping him off. Stan sat up, pulling Y/n's lips to his as Eddie gagged.

#reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #it 2017 #losers club #stan uris #it chapter 1 #the losers club #stanley uris x reader #stan uris x reader #stan uris fluff #stanley uris fluff #stanley uris imagine #it x reader #Caden's sCribbles

[fixfoxnox]

more stanley uris?🙏🙏

Calm Your Nerves - Stanley Uris x Fem! Reader (NSFW)

Description: Stan's nerves are eating away at him before he and his wife are set to meet up with the other Losers again, luckily his wife knows just how to help him calm his nerves. Part 2 of A Better Bath

Warnings: Smut

Names used: Babylove, no use of Y/N

Word Count: 3.1k

Note: I have one more Stanley Uris request in my ask box, but after I finish that I'll be taking a break from writing for Stan!

“You still aren’t dressed?” She stepped into the small room they’d been given at the townhouse. She’d wanted to make her own reservation for the trip, if only to give herself something that she could control, but Mike told her that he had everything handled, and that was that. She stepped closer to Stan, worry clear on her face.

She’d been hard-pressed to let him out of her sight since they’d gotten the call, since she’d practically broken down the door to his office, her eyes immediately zeroing in on the letters that he was writing. She’d known. She’d probably known he would try it since they were kids, since he’d taken that broken bottle piece and jokingly pretended to cut his own wrists when they made their vow. That memory had come from the depths of her mind. The vow. Derry, Maine. The Losers Club. Georgie. It. 

All of it had come rushing back to her and if it hadn’t been for the trashcan that Stanley kept by the door to his office, she knew she would have ruined their carpets. That didn’t matter though. It didn’t matter because Stan was here, he was here in front of her, sitting on a bed in the Derry townhouse, looking like a miserable puppy who’d been forced to take a bath, his wet hair from his shower still clinging to his forehead.

She stepped closer to him, moving to stand between his legs so that she could properly brush the hair from his face. He leaned into her touch, his arms coming to wrap around her legs as he leaned his head against her stomach. “It isn’t too late for us to leave,” he mumbled to her, his voice hoarse. “We can still go home and pretend this never happened.”

“Stan,” she scolded lightly, “We made a promise.”

“When we were kids!” He stressed, pulling back to look up at her with wild eyes. She could see the fear that was reflected in them and it made her heart constrict in her chest. She hated to see Stan so worried. 

“Hun,” she took his face in her hands, trying to comfort him as best she could, “It’s just dinner with some old friends.”

“But Mike-”

“Could be wrong,” she interrupted. She leaned down, capturing his lips with her own in a sweet kiss. She took one of Stan’s hands in her own as they pressed their lips together slowly, sweetly. His hands were shaking. There was another moment as she pressed closer to him, his hands began rubbing at the back of her thighs, skating over the curve of her ass. She pulled away from the kiss slowly, her hands pressing into his shoulders to push him back toward the bed. “I think,” she slowly climbed onto the bed to straddle him, “that you need to take your mind off of things. Calm your nerves a bit.”

Stan’s hands landed on her hips, tugging her down to grind against him in a slow roll. She gave a gasp at the delicious pressure, her hands coming to rest against his naked chest for support. Stan only tilted his head back with a satisfied sigh. “I certainly won’t say no.” He brought her down to roll against him again. 

She could feel him growing harder against her, his boxers were the only thing separating his growing cock from her jean-clad legs. She ground down against him again, tilting her head back as the move caused the seam of her pants to rub against her deliciously. “We have to be quick,” she warned him.

“I can be quick,” he assured her, his hands already tugging at the button of her pants, “But you have to get these fucking things off.” His words were nothing more than a low growl, ripped from his throat viciously. His cheeks were going pink and with that clouded look in his eyes, she knew that he was focused on one thing and one thing alone: burying himself deep inside of her. 

She was quick to climb off of him, shimmying out of her pants and panties as quickly as she could. Stan was in a similar boat, kicking off his boxers quickly to reveal his hard cock to the world. She licked her lips at the sight of it, feeling heat pooling in her stomach and her hands aching to wrap around his length. 

She watched wide-eyed for a moment as Stan wrapped a hand around his cock, giving himself a few slow jerks as moans pulled from his throat. She wasn’t going to stay still for long and was quick to take the few steps back toward the bed, batting Stanley’s hand away to replace it with her own. 

Stan’s head tilted back against the bed, his lidded eyes watching her face as her hand slowly worked his cock. She let her hand tighten and loosen in a quick rhythm. Tighter at the bottom and softer at the top. Her face flushed slowly as Stan’s moans grew more desperate, his hand coming forward to yank at her shirt, trying to tempt her to just climb on top of him and take him already. Her cunt throbbed at the thought. 

Still, she couldn’t force herself to, not when she could see the little bit of pre-cum at the tip of Stan’s cock, the sight was just too tempting. It was too tempting and she loved to hear the noises that he made. With that thought in mind, she let her hand stroke to the bottom of his cock before she dived down, giving a quick kitten lick to the tip of his dick. Stan’s hips jerked under the quick movement. “Fuck! Babylove,” she interrupted his words by wrapping her mouth around the head of his cock, swirling her tongue around him quickly. His voice sounded wrecked as another breathy moan pulled from his lips, “fuck, I thought we had to be- oh god, quick?”

She didn’t answer, only hummed amusedly in response. His responding whine made her throb. She dropped to her knees in front of the man, a bit more comfortable of a position than trying to lean over him. Her mouth continued working him, slowly taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth, laving her tongue over the side of his cock. It wasn’t until she’d taken him almost as deep as she could that she hollowed her cheeks, giving a harsh suck that had his hands flying to her hair and his hips jumping up into the feeling. 

She nearly choked on his length as it abused the back of her throat, but she managed to keep her gag reflex in check, allowing Stan to use his hand in her hair to begin guiding her mouth up and down on his cock, quicker and quicker as his moans grew more desperate. “So good for me,” he moaned out, “so fucking good, letting me fuck your mouth like this.”

She whimpered around his cock, feeling her face flush red again. She could feel herself clenching, aching to have some sort of pressure against herself. Her free hand dropped down, teasing her clit with slow strokes at first before speeding up to match the pace with which Stan was fucking her mouth. As usual, Stan seemed to know exactly how much she was getting off to this. He knew her inside and out, and he could tell from her moans the second she’d started to touch herself.

“Playing with your cunt, aren’t you?” He gave a moaned-out laugh, his hips beginning to jump up into her mouth. She could feel him twitching on her tongue. At his words, she pressed her fingers harder to herself, moving quicker to feel those jolts of pleasure work through her legs and slowly begin to fog her brain. “God, I wanna fuck you so bad, babylove.”

Spit slicked down her chin, the force of his growing thrusts making her gag around his length. He felt too good fucking her throat, she couldn’t even think about the fact that she likely wouldn’t be able to speak properly afterward, but she knew she wanted it. She wanted him to wreck her, she always did. The thought made her moan around his length, her hand on her clit slowly sinking lower to tease around her entrance. She prodded one finger inside of herself, it was far too little of a stretch, but soon she was able to add another and that, combined with the pressure of her palm still stimulating her clit, was enough to have her mind going blank. 

The sounds of moans and obscene sucking noises were the only thing in the room. They were being loud, as per usual, but she couldn’t find it in herself to care. The walls in the building were thin, and she knew if anyone else was there they would be able to hear exactly what they were doing. The thought only made her lick and suck at Stan more vigorously. Let them know, let all of their friends know just how much they loved each other. 

Above her, Stan’s hips began to jerk more wildly, his hand tightened in her hair, and his moans grew more and more desperate, choked off with every move. She knew he was close, which was why she was so disappointed when his grip in her hair forced her off of his cock, a small bit of drool still connecting her mouth to his soaked cock. “Fuck,” He sat up from the bed, his face red and his eyes wide, “Get up here babylove, Let me finish in you, huh? Fuck you full.” 

The words pulled a startled gasp from her and she gave herself one last good pump of her fingers inside of herself before pulling them out and scrambling to her feet. She moved to straddle Stan, crawling on top of him and feeling his cock rub deliciously over her entrance. Stan was quick to capture her soaked hand, the one she’d buried in her cunt. He brought it to his mouth, locking eyes with her as he let his mouth wrap around the digits, licking them clean. 

He moaned around her fingers, “You taste so good,” he pulled them out of his mouth, placing a kiss on her palm and beginning to trace kisses up her arm so that he could sink his face into her neck as his hands pulled her hips flush to his, both of them gasping at the resulting pleasure. “When this is all over,” he muttered into the skin of her throat, “I want to taste you. We’ll make an afternoon out of it.” 

“Stan,” she muttered lowly, embarrassment and lust in her voice. Just the thought of Stanley with his face buried between her thighs had her cunt clenching around nothing. “Please, baby,” she begged. 

“Please what?” Stan muttered against her ear, amusement clear in his voice. “You have to be a bit clearer, babylove.” 

She whined, feeling his teeth nipping against her neck, leaving little marks as one of his hands trailed up, tracing under her shirt and up to her bra. He groped at her breast through her bra, pulling a gasp from her throat as his thumb rubbed deliciously over her nipple through the material. “Please,” she rolled her hips against his, pulling a breathy laugh from his throat, “Fuck me. Please!”

“Since you asked so nicely,” Stan pulled away from her throat, quickly capturing her lips against his own, a grin on his face. His hand on her breast pulled away, slowly skating down her stomach to teasingly brush against her clit. He used his grip on her hip to pull her down, his hand grasping his cock to line himself up before he was ever so slowly sinking her down onto his length. 

She gave a gasp at the feeling, a long moan pulled from her throat as her head tilted back. He was moving so slowly, so torturously slowly. She tried to roll down, seeking that little bit of friction from him, but his hands on her hips stopped her, forcing her to take him at the pace that he set. “God, Stanley,” she whined out, her legs shaking as her arms came to grip his shoulders, pulling him tighter against her in a sloppy open-mouthed kiss. 

They both gasped when he finally bottomed out. Stan moved away from her lips, burying his face back into her throat to suck marks against her skin. He just held her there for a moment, not moving. Finally, after she started to squirm against him, desperate little whines leaving her throat, he began to move, using his grip on her hips to roll her against him. “Go on, babylove,” he muttered into her ear, giving a quick nip to the skin there, “ride me.” 

He leaned back then, a smug grin on his face as his hands stopped moving her. It was clear to see that he was going to make her do most of the work. The thought had a shiver running down her spine, her heart beating faster in her chest as she clenched around him. He moaned at the feeling. 

She let her hands move to rest against his chest, using the leverage to slowly lift herself up, before dropping back down onto him hard, both of them moaning loudly at the stimulation. She repeated the movement again, building a slow but hard rhythm that had both of them desperate, harsh little moans forced from their throats. With every move of her hips, she could feel Stanley inside of her, brushing pleasantly against her walls and hitting that spot that had her back arching and her nails digging into his chest. Her clit was rubbing deliciously against the hair at the base of his cock, sending little jolts of pleasure up her spine with every move. 

Stan’s hands grasped at her hips harder, tugging her against him harder and harder with every thrust. His hips began canting up into the feeling, little grunts escaping his mouth as his eyes grew hazy and his mouth dropped open. Whispers of her name, of how good she was, of how much he loved her escaped his mouth, causing her to slam herself harder against him. 

Her legs burned with the movement and she knew that she would be sore by the end of this, but she couldn’t make herself care, her head tilted back at the exertion, but pleasure wracked her spine. Her mind was cloudy, the only thought in her head was a constant stream of his name. Just him, him, him over and over and over. “You feel so good,” she moaned, tilting forward to hover over him. 

He groaned at her words, his body tense. She could tell her movements were growing slower by how tense he was. He was trying to let her do it, trying not to just snap and fuck into her. The thought made her warm and she clenched around him again. There was an itch in her as well, they both knew that neither of them was going to be able to reach their end this way. It just wasn’t going to happen. “Stan,” she moaned, dropping down to press kisses against his naked chest. She took his nipple into her mouth, flicking her tongue over it and rolling forward at the desperate gasp he gave. “Fuck me,” she spoke against his skin, “Please, please, fuck just take me, baby.” 

He didn’t need any more permission than that. With a quick grab of her hips, he was flipping their positions, smoothly rolling her over to her back so that he could begin to pound into her at a quickening pace. Each of his thrusts pulled a whining moan from her throat, the bed beneath them creaking dangerously at the pace and force that he was fucking her with. 

She could feel pleasure rising up inside of her, every thrust forcing it higher and higher until she was threatening to spill, her hands scratching across his back and shoulders. He was giving harsh little grunts into her skin, sweat slicking his forehead as he fucked her harshly. His words stayed sweet though, “So good for me, babylove, so fucking good. Taking me so good, so fucking tight.” She could feel his pace beginning to change, his hips moving more erratically as he neared the edge as well. 

“Please,” her head lolled back against the bed, arching up against him, desperate for that stinging pleasure to continue hitting at her. Stanley delivered, pulling her leg up over his shoulder so that he could fuck into her deeper and deeper. 

It wasn’t long after that, the sounds of skin slapping skin speeding up, growing more erratic, when she finally found herself being pushed toward the edge. She could feel herself shaking, her entire body going tense as the pleasure continued building higher and higher before finally, with one last harsh snap of Stanley’s hips against her own, she was thrown over the edge with a call of his name. 

Stan wasn’t far behind her, the tightening of her cunt around his cock sending his hips stuttering against her own. Only a few more thrusts and he was giving a grunt, burying himself deep inside of her with a harsh grunt. 

She came back to herself several moments later, wrinkling her nose at the feeling of warm cum seeping down her thighs. She didn’t say anything though, only brought her hand up to begin carding it through Stanley’s hair, just letting him lay with his head against her shoulder. They would have to move soon, no doubt they were already late, but she wasn’t going to tell him that just yet. They could take a few more moments, they could be late if they needed to be. 

“Alright?” She checked with him again as they pulled into the parking lot. She was driving, knowing that he was far too nervous and distracted to be behind the wheel of a vehicle. 

He took in a deep shaky breath, wiping his hands on his pants but giving her a smile nonetheless. “I’ll make it,” he leaned over, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. “Come on, I think we’re late.” He sent her a playful wink, one that had her heart fluttering in her chest and a smile pulling at her face. 

She didn’t know what was about to happen, she didn’t know if what Mike told them was true, but she did know that she would be able to handle it. She could handle it so long as she had Stan beside her, he helped her calm her nerves. 

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Crummy B-day

Henry bowers x popular fem reader

(❗️Warning❗️: mention of violence/domestic violence/domestic abuse/ cussing)

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“Happy birthday y/n” your friends shouted. You stood there at your locker smiling ear to ear as your friends had a cupcake on a plastic plate in your face with a plastic candle. On it was a plastic fake flame on top it was cute and sweet.

You closed your eyes and pretended to blow the candle out you opened your eyes and your friend Octavia hugged you putting the cupcake in your hands as your other friend took a picture of you two pulling the captured moment out of the camera and waving it to see the result.

You were so happy. The day started so well that your dad let you open one gift this morning at breakfast and said you could open the rest of your gifts at your birthday party.

You couldn’t stop smiling at your beautiful bracelet as you walked through the school doors only to have a happy greeting as everyone you walked past wished you a happy birthday.

It was the best feeling but in the back of your mind you kept wondering…

Why hasn’t Henry wished you happy birthday ❓

You and Henry’s relationship was secret but you still expected him to leave a little note in your locker or meet you in a private area and wish you happy birthday like a good boyfriend.

But the day has just begun and he probably wasn’t even at school yet so you brushed it off and enjoyed your cupcake as you and your friends walked to class.

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you finished your cupcake and was in your seat talking with your friends till Octavia looked at the door with concern and confusion.

So you turned around too see poor Stanley Uris with the school nurse and tissues up his nose and you just knew Henry and the rest of the bowers gang was behind it.

You were sad to see Stanley like that but a little excited to know Henry finally showed up to school

You don’t know what it was about Henry but you just wanted to smother him in love and be around him. His life seemed so interesting when he wasn’t bullying kids in and out of school

He doesn’t know what it is you find so exciting about him always saying that there’s nothing too him and you can admit sometimes when your hanging around him and the rest of the gang it is really boring.

But just being around him was the excitement for you

Your life was more boring than his in your opinion all you did was hang out with friends and go to the arcade, the candy shop, and church. Other than that you did. Nothing. He was your way of spicing up the boring routine.

but you knew Henry wasn’t like any other typical boyfriend so when it came to him you had to keep the kisses and cuddles down to a minimum.

But Just after the nurse sat Stanley down in his seat and asked him an additional time was he okay he nodded his head and she walked out of the class but just walking past her was Henry I kept a calm face but in reality I just wanted to go up and kiss him.

Thats how you always felt but as usual you had to keep your cool.

Only the bowser gang and Octavia knew you guys were in a secret relationship and teased you guys about it all the time either that or Patrick would be begging you to hook him up with one of your friends specifically Octavia he liked how feisty she was.

And the only thing Octavia had to say about patrick was “hell no” she practically yelled it when you first said it. you just told him she had a boyfriend

Being in a secret relationship was hard at times like having to hold your tongue when you would hear girls talking bad about him in the locker room

You don’t know how you and him got together and you know you guys are total opposites but as they say opposites attract.

You watched as he and the boys walked to the back of the class and sat in their seats Henry was laughing at something one of them said then turned around and made dead eye contact with you.

You smiled at him But you were taken aback when he glanced at you and turned back around

“Ouch, trouble in paradise huh” Octavia asked you turned around “I don’t know I’ll talk to him later” you stated

You faced to the front when you heard the teacher walk in “good morning class todoy we will be diving in to the history of the Great War” she said with a big smile on her face

Everyone gave out a group groan caused by the news

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As the class ended you went outside to see the guys walking down the Hall you already new where they were going so you followed

They were going into the direction of the back where kids would smoke in the back of the school

Henry taught you how to smoke or at least inhale smoke he would take a puff and blow the smoke in your mouth that how you guys had your first kiss

Just sitting in an abandoned car out there while the rest Of the guys were messing with shit. he inhaled then grabbed your face and blew the smoke in your mouth and told you to hold it so you did

And while you did he was looking at you and not like he usually did he was looking at you like he was thinking of something “what” you said letting the smoke go he then kissed you.

He kissed rough and also like he didn’t know what he was doing he was kinda aggressive he had his hand around your neck pulling you close and kissing like a had something to prove.

You just pulled away and he looked at you like he knew he did something wrong “try this” you said and put your arms around his neck and kissed him softly and slowly letting your lips linger on his letting your lips touch and rub against each other’s before going in again.

It was much better and you could tell he liked your way much more. he put his hands on your waist and pulled you in You rubbed one of your hands through his mullet and grabbed his hair lightly tugging on it You could tell he liked it When he moaned in the kiss and tugged on your dress.

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just as you started to catch up you yelled Henry’s name only to be ignored. you thought he didn’t hear you. so for extra measure you yelled his name again

This time so loud that when you did a couple people stared at you But just as before he ignored you .and you know he heard you.

You walked away back down the hall your cheeks hot from embarrassment caused by a few people looking at you from Henry not answering you.

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It was finally last hour and you couldn't wait to get out of school so you could find Henry and tell him off.

You were totally pissed at him. all day he has been ignoring and not saying a thing.

It hurt your feelings of not knowing if you did something wrong or if he just didn't like you anymore.

But you were completely caught off guard when you finally got to belches car Henry turned around and put a piece of duck tape on your Mouth and Patrick put a blind fold on you.

It’s been 14 minutes since the he bowers gang kidnapped you. The car was kinda silent the boys only breaking the silence with little snickering.

There you laid in the back seat with Henry your head resting in his lap as he played with your hair you knew it was him because you recognized his smell you had gotten used to his drug store soap smell.

You stayed silent trying to feel the way the car turned and moved so you could know were to go when you finally got out. it was a crazy idea but you have heard of people doing that in kidnap situation’s. hopefully you can remember.

Once the car finally stopped Henry pulled you up and helped you out of the car. once you were finally on your feet you were off them again you felt someone pick you up bridal style and start walking.

you couldn’t tell where you were all you heard was multiple sounds of leaves crunching as they were walking. You closed your eyes listening to the bird chirping.

You mixed those two sounds together and estimated that you were probably in the woods. You were starting to get a little scared you never knew what to expect with the bowers gang. Your head slowly started to fill with scary thoughts.

“Are they going to kill me ?”

“ are they going to get rid of me on my birthday ?”

“Henry wouldn’t let that happen… would he?”

You were pulled out of your deep thought when you were put back on the ground you stayed silent as someone sat you down in a chair.

You started to breath heavy as it got very quiet and all you could hear was whispers your brain started to panic. were they going to hurt you?

All of a sudden the bandanna over eyes was pulled off it took you a minute to adjust to the sun light but when you finally got your vision back you heart started to swell and your eyes got very watery.

“You guys shouldn’t have” you said to the boys as you started to stand up on your feet you looked around to see balloons and birthday decorations all around the abandoned junk yard where the boys hung out at.

“Happy birthday y/n” the boys said all together you couldn’t believe they did this for you. Your smile was from ear to ear.

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There you sat in the back of an old rusty truck with Henry your head on his shoulder the rest of the boy were off some where playing with fire crackers. you looked up at Henry as he took a bite out of the birthday cake they got you He then looked down at you staring at him “what the fuck are staring at me for” he said with an annoyed tone “I’m just happy” you said simply he rolled his eyes and kept eating his cake.

You grabbed his face turning it to yours and kissed him on the lips you pull away till Henry grabbed your neck and pulled you back in kissing you roughly

locking eyes with his he had no expression but his face was as red as a tomato. You went back to laying on his shoulder till he got up.

“Come with me” he said you stood up and walked over to where he was “close your eyes” You did as he said and closed your eyes “now open them”

You did as he said again and when you opened your eyes there was a beautiful necklace around your neck it have a silver chain and on the end was a big blue diamond on it.

It was absolutely gorgeous but you knew Henry couldn’t afford something this expensive. “Henry be completely honest with me. Did you steal this?” You truly did like it but it was wrong to wear a stolen piece of jewelry.

“yeah I stole it for you I knew you would want some fancy piece of shit like that so when I saw it I knew I had to get it for you” It was so sweet that Henry thought of you like that but your parents would be so mad if they knew you had stolen jewelry on

“Henry this was so sweet of you truly but i cant wear stolen jewelry” you said looking at the beautiful diamond it was a shame something so pretty had to go right back to where it came from .

“Yes, you can just don’t wear it for a while. The police are still looking for who stole it” Patrick said you turned around and looked at him in annoyance. He had cake smeared all over his mouth you turned around back a Henry who was amused by Patrick’s cake face.

You started to look around at all the decorations then you looked back at Henry “Look I’ll let it go you went through a lot of trouble to make this a great birthday for me”

Henry put his arms around your waist placing his hands on your ass (their favorite place to go) you grabbed his face and gave him soft kisses on his lips, which somehow turned into sloppy rough kisses.

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“Where have you been young lady?,” your dad said as you walked through the front door at 6:00 and school got out hours ago “Um my friends held a little party at a diner for my birthday and after we went to the arcade I'm sorry dad I truly lost track of time”

Hanging out with Henry truly turned you into a better liar. that was a full-blown lie with a sprinkle of truth you did have a little party with friends but after Belch dropped you and Henry off at his house.

But your dad doesn't need to know you just had the sweatiest, hottest most tear-jerking, rough sex of your life in Henry's dad's old abandoned truck in his back yard. You're taking that to the grave. after you call Octavia and tell her every little detail Of course.

“Ok thats nice but we were truly worried about you” Your mom said you looked down trying to look sad “ I know mom that's truly a mistake on my part for not calling you” you said putting your hand on your chest for effect.

“Ok just make sure to call next time. Now go upstairs and get washed up so we can sing Happy Birthday and cut this cake”

You rushed upstairs and took a mini shower examining yourself in the mirror and looking at the hickeys on your neck and body, the nail indents on your hips were Henry's hand where when you were riding him. Just thinking. About it was like a dream but you knew it happened

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Once you got out the shower you put some clothes on and before you went back downstairs you hid the necklace and the hickeys Henry gave you. Once you were done you headed downstairs only to be greeted by your mom holding a cake with the candles lit and the lights were out and your whole family was singing happy birthday.

After the day you had it truly was a happy birthday.

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The Crescent Moon Reminds Me Of You

Stanley Uris x Male Reader

Prompt - Soulmate AU where you can draw something on your skin and it appears on your soulmate's skin.

Stan sighed as he felt a tingling sensation on his left forearm. Stan moved his head and pulled up his sleeves to look at it. It was a moon. A crest moon. Stan shook his head as he turned his head back to his professor, who was lecturing his class. This was the routine for a couple of months now. Stan would feel a tingling sensation on his body, and then a drawing would show up.

It was because anything you drew on your body showed up on your soulmates. Stan knew his soulmate was fucking with him. Nobody drew on themselves this much and frequently. Stan first found the drawings annoying but the more frequent they became then more comforting Stan felt. Stan felt like he would never find someone that loved him. 

But then something would appear on his body and he was reminded that someone was out there that loved him without even knowing him. But this person never revealed themselves. Stan had asked if they wanted to meet up or tell him what their name was. But they always said no. But something that his mysterious person didn’t know was that Stan already knew who it was.

You see everything the person drawn had something to do with werewolves. Whether it be a moon or a paw print, it would always have something to do with the mythical beings. The only person in the school who loved werewolves was a boy named Y/n. Stan had one class with him, and from what he gathered, Y/n loved werewolves. A weird amount. And as far as Stan’s knowledge, Y/n was the only person who loved werewolves that much.

But Stan never got the bravery to confront Y/n about this. What if Stan was wrong. What if he told him then Y/n told everyone that Stan liked boys. That scared Stan. So Stan kept it under wraps, even if friends didn’t agree. 

“Tell him” Mike said as he and Stan walked to their next class. Stan had just spent the last couple minutes between classes staring at Y/n. And the losers didn’t really like it. Bev tried to convince Stan to tell him, and Richie teased him. And now Mike was trying to convince him. But Stan wasn’t budging. He was still scared. “I’m not going to” Stan said once they reached their next class. “What could go wrong?”

Mike whispered as Stan sat down in his seat. “Everything” Stan said, annoyed. Mike dropped it and went to sit in his seat. Stan thought he was finally at peace. Till he felt a tingly sensation on his arm. Stan looked down. But Stan didn’t see a drawing. He saw words. The words said ‘are you okay? I saw you are sad at break.’ Stan’s eyes widened. 

His soulmate saw him. But who could it be? The losers spend free periods together. In the far end of the school. The only other people that were there were some random girls and. Y/n. Was Y/n his soulmate. He couldn’t be though. Why wouldn’t Y/n talk to them? But Y/n knew what he looked like. Or Y/n thought his soulmate was at least one of the losers.

But what if Y/n thought it was someone else. Everyone knows that Ben and Bev were soulmates. Along with Richie and Eddie. So Y/n had to think it was either Bill, Mike, or Stan. So what if Y/n thought it wasn’t Stan. Stan had to admit that he wasn’t the best looking. So Y/n probably hoped it was Bill or Mike.

Stan quickly realized that his soulmate had asked him a question and responded, saying he was fine. His soulmate didn’t say anything back but Stan assumed that they were focusing on class. But Stan was wrong. Because after a few minutes Stan felt it. He looked down in surprise as he looked at his arm. ‘Meet me in the math wing’ it read. And on Stan’s other arm he felt the tingling again.

When Stan looked to his other arm, he saw a crescent moon. Stan was shocked. He was finally going to meet his soulmate. Stan smiled as he looked back to the front of the classroom. He was happy but a little scared. What if it was Y/n, but he was expecting someone else. Someone better than Stan. Stan’s smile fell at that. But Stan had to go. If it wasn’t Y/n that Stan could get over this little crush. 

Stan fiddled with his hands as he walked into the math wing. He hoped that it was Y/n was the man he was meeting, but he was also scared. He also hoped that it wasn’t. But he couldn't leave now. He had promised. He had told his soulmate that he would come. So he was. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t scared. Stan had to rub his sweaty hands on his pants as he turned the corner.

What Stan saw shocked him. He saw Y/n. Who was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. Stan had to admit, he looked hot. But Stan wondered why he was here. Was Y/n his soulmate? Stan felt happy, but he didn’t let it consume him. He still might be here for a different reason. 

Stan walked over to Y/n and Y/n’s head shot up at the sound of footsteps. Y/n smiled as he grabbed Stan’s arm and pulled his sleeve up. Stan was shocked but once he saw Y/n also pull up his sleeve he realized. Y/n had the crescent moon on his arm too. Like Stan. Y/n smiled as he looked at Stan. 

“Would you like to go on a date?”

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Yandere Losers Club Headcanons

So many Losers x Y/n

Requested by: Anonymous!

I need a longer break please...

Bill Denbrough:

Stuttering mess around you. Would kill Pennywise X10 for you... Even other people just for you, too....

Beverly Marsh:

Lesbian for you. She lost her feelings for Bill a long time ago when she saw you. Will burn people with her cigarettes for you.

Ben Hanscom:

Writes lots of poems for you. Will try to protect you around Henry and his goons. Things will get bloody.

Richie Tozier:

Will always make you laugh. Beats people up with his trusty bat. Lets you try his glasses.

Stanley Uris:

Is scared with you. Tries to comfort you. Let's you play with his ramen hair. Holds you so tight.

Mike Hanlon:

You already know. This man will murder for you. People and sheep are much different. Will show you so much love aftward.

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Eddie Kaspbrak x Y/n

Time takes to read: 5 minutes and 32 seconds

Contains swear words

Tw:Vomiting, abuse

Vomiting comes in paragraph 3

You sat their across the pavement on your bike riding down the long,stony road as someone stops you. "Fucking slut" a voice yelled as they knocked you down from your bike earning a groan as you fall on your back landing on a stone. Hanging with the so called 'Losers' indicated you being a target from Henry Bowers and his goons. You slowly got yourself up from the floor as Henry had his arms forcefully wrapped around your waist. "I'll give you one last chance to stop hanging with those losers or I'll beat your ass" he told you. He stared into your eyes awaiting a response. "I am still going to hang with them" you dreaded what Henry was going to do now you picked your side. "You do realise I'm gonna beat you now" his face formed a big smile. Your breath hurried an unsteady pace as you dreaded the worst. He pounded his fist as your face making you tumble down onto your back. Henry grabbed hold of your arms on the pavement as he kicked you in your stomach. He sat on your legs and got his knife. Henry began carving the words loser in your arm. A noise was heard, a very familiar noise. Bikes and voices. It was the 'losers' voices. Henry and his goons fled the scene and left you on the floor. You quickly grabbed hold of your bike and started peddling.

"Hey y/n wait up where you going?" Stanley asked. A smile formed on Eddie's face but soon faded once he realised you were hurt. "Holy shit what happened to you?" Eddie asked. You quickly wiped your tears from your face "nothing I'm fine" was all you said as you began peddling quickly to your house. You left the losers club in shock as Eddie went to where you came from. He saw Bowers knife on the ground. "Bowers" Eddie told everyone.

Once you got home you took a nice long shower. Even though it pained you through the open cuts. You got changed into a pair of jeans and crop top. To hide the word,bowers carved into your arm you put a hoodie on. A knock was heard on the door and you opened it to see your friends. Ben, Beverly, Bill, Richie, Mike, Stanley and Eddie at the door wanting to come in. "Now isn't a good time I'm sorry" you said as you began shutting the door but a hand stopped you from shutting it fully. "We just wanna talk" Eddie told you. You looked at them and let all of them come in. "W-w-why didn't y-you say a-anything?" Bill asked you. You almost immediately knew what he was asking about. The Bowers incident. "I don't know what your talking about" you averted your gaze to anywhere but your friends. Eddie handed you Bowers knife but he was wearing gloves. "Why the hell are you wearing gloves?" Beverly muttered to Eddie. "I don't know all the germs that are on that knife" he replied. "You do realise if Bowers sees you with this your all dead" you told them. "I knew we shouldn't of picked it up but you insisted" Eddie said to Stanley. Stanley rolled his eyes and ignored Eddie. You felt a sickness in your stomach as placed the knife on the table. "Please excuse me" you said as you ran upstairs to the toilet. You felt an urge to be sick and almost immediately you were.

"Go check on her!" Beverly ushed Eddie. "Why me?" "Because dufus wait do I even need to explain myself. Just go!" Eddie did as he was told after he hesitated. He walked up the stairs "y/n you alright in there?" He asked. "Go I wouldn't advise you be within 5 metres of this" you threw up once again and you knew he was still behind that door. "I said go, I don't want you to make yourself go through this. I know how you get with stuff like this" you could still hear him behind the door. For once he was stubborn but definitely not the right time to be. You shut your eyes as you heaved into the toilet. You heard the door open and knew Eddie was coming in. You felt his hand trace down your back. "Why are you here?" You asked him. He sat down crouching on his feet in the bathroom "Because I wanna be here for you, I wanna make sure your alright" he replied. You looked at him before looking down "I'm sorry" he looked at you confused. "What for?" "This, I should of told you what's been going on with Bowers but I was just scared. Scared that if I told anyone you all would be hurt" by now a tear had escaped your eyes. He wiped your tear using his finger. "I'm also sorry for making you come in here when I know you hate germs and this is a germ breeding ground" "trust me I wouldn't of come in here if I thought you were fine. You don't need to tell any of us about Bowers if you don't want to" he let out a small smile. You slowly moved your hoodie sleeve from one arm and showed Eddie what Henry had done. "He did that?" He asked. His tone wasn't as normal to how he usally sounds. His tone sounded more deep with abit of fury. You nodded you head as he stood up with you and gave you a hug "thanks for telling me" you hugged him back "your welcome" "I'll meet you downstairs yeah?" You nodded. You flushed the toilet, washed your hands and brushed your teeth.

You walked downstairs and sat down whilst everyone looked worried. "You okay?" Mike asked. "I feel like I got hit by a truck but yeah I'm fine now" you smiled at Eddie. "You know what lets forget about what happened and put a film on" you suggested. You grabbed two films and asked everyone to vote for one. Once the decision was made you all sat down on the sofa watching the film. Half way through the film you fell asleep on Eddie. His arms wrapped around your neck. "Eds looks like you'd make a good sofa" Richie joked as he saw you asleep. "Shh keep it down your gonna wake her up" he smiled at you and looked at the film. "She's had a rough day just let her be" Eddie told everyone

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[agaypanic]

Could you do a stan uris fic where reader is sitting by the lake that they hangout(I forgot if it had a name or not) and Stanley came alone or something to calm his head and basically finds her bird watching (we all know how much he loves his birds) but he basically watches her till she finds him and basically just have it be really cute and fluffy ☺️

Bird Watching (Stan Uris X Reader)

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Summary: Stan goes to the quarry to cool down and finds that he’s not the only bird watcher in Derry.

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It had been a few weeks since the Losers had split up from Bill and Richie’s fight. No one had really seen any of the others that much, especially if they didn’t side with the same person. 

Stan had sided heavily with Richie, which was a very rare occurrence. The boy was a skeptical and anxious person, so of course, he was immediately against any efforts to investigate the terrifying things that the friend group had been experiencing that summer. Stan was glad to have at least one friend because, on top of the strange things they couldn’t explain, his bar mitzvah was coming up.

This was why he wandered through the woods to find his way to the quarry. Stan’s ceremony hadn’t really gone the way anyone planned. Of course, Richie applauded him when he said he was a loser and “always fucking will be,” but Stan’s dad, on the other hand, didn’t appreciate it in the slightest. Things had been tense in the Uris household ever since.

Bird watching had always calmed Stan. Flipping through his book to read about the birds he was seeing, sketching them, or even just admiring them up close with his binoculars. Stan needed that calm feeling now more than ever.

Stan was almost at the quarry when he halted all movements. He had heard some noise and was straining his ears to see if it was a figment of his imagination. It sounded like a whistle, like someone was mimicking a bird call. Stan slowly moved forward, out of the cluster of trees and into the clearing of the quarry. He gulped as he stared at the girl sitting on a large rock.

Stan recognized her from school, but no name came to mind. She was hunched over a book, looking up every few seconds. She would flip through pages or mimic a bird call every now and then. Upon closer observation, Stan realized she was making calls to a blue jay that was flying around.

Stan didn’t know anyone in Derry who shared his interest in bird-watching besides maybe some of the older people. He watched as the girl’s eyes darted around, following the blue jay. The bird soon left the clearing, zipping through the trees. That’s when she finally saw Stan.

“Hi.” She looked shocked but welcoming of his presence. They smiled awkwardly at one another. “Are you just gonna stand there?” Stan realized how weird he must’ve looked, standing stiffly staring at this girl. He hesitantly walked closer to her. He noted how she seemed even more pretty up close.

“I’m, uh, I’m Stan.” His hand shot out in front of him to shake hers, his other in a tight fist out of nervousness. The girl either didn’t notice or ignored it because she just grasped his hand.

“I’m Y/n.” He nodded as they shook hands, muttering her name under his breath. It sounded very nice and fitting for her.

“Do you bird watch?” He asked. It felt like a dumb question, but Stan liked to be sure of things.

Y/n broke into a wide and bright smile. It somehow made Stan both calm and more nervous.

“Yes! Oh my gosh, I love it.”

“Me too!” Y/n scooted over to make room on the rocks for Stan, who immediately sat next to her. All jitters went away as he watched her flip through the book in her lap, which was a more worn version of the bird book that he had at home.

They discussed their favorite birds and exchanged fun facts. Stan was glad he had come alone because the Losers definitely would’ve teased them about how dorky they were probably acting. He had long forgotten about the problems he was trying to get away from by being here in the first place.

An hour later, the sun was starting to set, which seemed to be the only thing stopping Y/n and Stan from continuing their conversation. Stan sighed as the natural light dimmed, not wanting to leave the peace of the quarry.

“I better go. Mom’ll kill me if I’m not back for dinner.” Y/n laughed, standing up and grabbing her things. Stan did the same.

“It was cool talking to you.” Stan smiled weakly, not wanting to go. 

“Well, you’re cool to talk to, Stan.” Y/n had the same expression. “I’ll see you around.” She then started to walk away. Stan turned to leave, but he stopped himself from taking a step.

“Wait!” They turned to face each other. Y/n looked expectantly at Stan, who for a moment blanked on what he had wanted to say. “Do you, maybe, wanna hang out on purpose sometime?” Y/n grinned.

“Yeah!” She reached into her bag, pulling out a pen and a loose piece of paper. She scribbled something on it and walked over to hand it to Stan. “Call me whenever.” Stan looked down to see the scribble was a phone number.

“Absolutely.”

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[eddie-munson-mybeloved]

Stanley Uris x Reader

Warnings: they/them pronouns, two idiots in love, not proofread, the ENTIRE losers club, and obviously swearing.

A/N: OKK IK I SAID I WOULD POST THIS LIKE A FEW WEEKS AGO BUT ITLL BE GOOD. LOWERCASE INTENDED

ok. thats great. just henry bowers and his gang at your locker. you dont need to go to your locker that badly. you pass them as fast as you can, but greta aaid, quite loudly "hey y/n! how is your dad?!" fuck. you stop dead inyour tracks as she lets out a snicker gimme one

henry walks up to you. "hey dimwit. hows my home work going?" "bout as good as your lovelife, why?" you answer. "you whore-" bam. Someone hit bowers. "yn run!' beverly yelled, grabbing your wrist. you looked back seeing henrys dad who just hit him dead center of his face. "oh shit" you mutter.

soon you were at the clubroom, laying down next to stanley as bill goes on about pennywise it and georgie. poor boy, you thought, he just misses his brother. your phone rings. once. twice. thrice. "babylove, just answer your phone please" stanley whispered into your neck, nuzzling himself deeper into your shoulder. "mhm," you say picking up your phone to answer. yay. mom. "hey." you say. she says something along yhe lines of "you need to come home." and "you have a little bit untill you have to come home." "ok mom." you hang up, saying that you had to leave and bye. stanley walks you to your bike as he says goodbye you turn around. you grab his face and give him a tiny peck and say, "bye! love you staniel!" as you bike away laughing, hair hitting your face. he stands there, dumbfounded.

#stanley uris fluff #stanley uris x reader #reinwrites

[asteriismos]

planning fics w eleanor....

these r my ideas. lmk if you want your request to have it's own fic but i may be mushing some ideas together tbh. there are literally over ten fics....... which is why i closed requests...............

for the umbrella academy.

closer series (pt3 on the way, maybe a 5 part series?)

cherry waves pt2

fic based off of "Wow, It’s been forever since I’ve been here, I used to be 🃏 anon! Can I please request Ben Hargreeves smut set during Luther and Sloane’s wedding? Like, they’ve disliked each other the whole time but decide to say fuck it and get together cause the worlds ending😭" and mixing it w "Hello. I love the closer smut. And with that would be grateful if u could write for sparrow Ben x reader where the reader is stressed and honestly exhausted and ben just fucks them to relaxation. Hehe thank u <3"

fic based off of "Can you make a smut ff where sparrow Ben gets jealous cause the reader is flirting with someone else👀? If that's alright with you ofc^^" and mixed w "idk if you're taking request rn but if you are could you maybe write ben smut where he uses his tentacles to choke you? I really like your writing!" and mixing it w "Hii!! Could I request for Sparrow! Ben x Umbrella! Reader where he had y/n back in his arms, he had no intention of letting her go again which meant fighting off the umbrella academy in order to keep her all to himself. Thankuu 🥰" and "hi <3 can you do a sparrow!ben smut where he sees that Marcus likes you and takes it upon himself to steal you from number one please ? ty !! (pls include lots of brat behaviour if you can !! and some like ‘use ur fucking words’ type stuff thank youuu <3)" AND "Hi, I loved your Ben smut so much it sent me blushing😍😍. Was wondering if you'd write another Sparrow Ben x Umbrella smut but with him using his powers and honestly just pure filth and angry sex idk I'm weak for Ben😫😫😫"

fic based off of "Five x female reader, Soulmate au, Rivals to lovers, Where reader has similar powers to him and is also traveling in time ? Fluff plz"

for it

a fic based off of "hey hey! i was just wondering if i could request a fic based off of call your girlfriend by robyn? with either richie tozier or steve harrington? thank you x"

a fic based off of "hii !! would you write something with a trans ftm reader ? something with eddie or stanley ? :]"

a fic based off of "hi hi! it’s so good to see you active on here again! your account is so pretty and your writing is amazing! when you get the chance do you think you could do a stan uris x reader where him and the reader are secretly dating (i’m such a whore for the secret dating trope) and have been for about 4 or so months and one night stan is over at yn’s house and they’re probably mid makeout or smth and the other losers show up unannounced and she tells stan to hide and someone finds him? sorry if it’s too specific lol thank u vv much! :)"

a fic based off of "heyy im sorry to bother you but could you write a bill denbrough smut where they at first have like phonesex/sexting and never really talk together at school, but then they decide to have a sleepover for the first time because readers parents are like out off town and things escalate and they do it in the shower and bed? oh and he keeps praising and degrading the reader<3 i literally envy ur work ur so talented"

a fic for "hey :) could you write a bill denbrough smut with mirror sex and degrading?"

for stranger things.

a fic based off of "Hey love! I was just wondering if you could write a Steve Harrington smut that includes a lot of praise, thigh riding & orgasm control/denial? Thank you x"

i think these are all the requests ive gotten...........lol

#unnecessary info about eleanor's life #eleanor DONT FORGET THIS EXISTS #mental illness tbh

[lemon-boy-stan]

the quiet ones - 1/3

An empty bottle, a dusty basement, and a childish game of truth or dare were the curlrpits of the drama which unfolded in front of Stanley Uris' eyes.

If there were people he could blame for the hurt Y/N felt right now they would be Richie, because he wanted to play, and Beverly, for being the other girl in the basement.

Don't be ridiculous, he scolded himself. It's your fault, and you have to make things better.

"I kissed you because you're pretty, not because I like you."

Why would he say that? The girl obviously had a crush on him! Dick move, Stan, dick move!

He could still hear the silence which flew over the eight of them after he spoke those words to the blushing girl and the anger which rose in Beverly's once gleeful eyes.

She was his best friend - he felt things for her and cared what she had to say, yet still, he pushed her away from him.

And now she sat, as far away from him as possible (Richie's basement was small), knees tucked under her arms, being comforted by Bev and Bill, casually looking over at him as if to say, 'why?'

Everyone hated him - it was obvious. Even Eddie, Mike, and Ben, the least vicious ones of the group, shot him glares.

"I don't know," Beverly whispered gently. "I promise I'll talk to him, OK?"

Perhaps this was not a conversation meant for his ears, but he couldn't help himself; he didn't want her to cry any more, he hated it when she cried, it hurt him almost as much as the pain she felt.

Then why did you make her cry?!

Screamed the voice in his head, annoyed and frustrated at how stupid he was.

Y/N nodded and sniffed before resting her head in Bill's lap. God, how he wished that were him.

Stan was always the one to comfort her. He always held her close whenever she had a nightmare, reminded her that scars were beautiful and not to be ashamed, protected her from others - and herself.

Beverly approached his miserable state carefully. Stan groaned internally at this, he didn't want a lecture when he was already beating himself up!

As usual, Beverly got straight to the point - he hated that about her.

"Stan, why would you say that?" Her voice was quiet enough only so he could hear.

"I don't know," he mumbled sheepishly. "I didn't mean to," he shrugged and looked over at Y/N and Bill miserably.

"She loves you," she whispered.

"I know," his voice was dry, hoarse. He hated himself, too. "I love her, too."

"Then why didn't you tell her?!" Beverly had become impatient, the love she had for her friend exploded in a burst of fury.

"B - because," he stuttered. "Because I can't," he shook his head. "No, I can't. Sorry. She'll have to find someone else."

He was weak. He knew that now. He was weak. He wanted to kick himself. And it would hurt him enough, because he was weak.

Part 2

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tutoring

FANDOM: IT (2017). PARING: Stanley Uris x Reader. REQUESTS FOR STANLEY ARE CLOSED.

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You walked home, your feet treading into the concrete pathway.

You’d tried so hard on your maths test and yet your grade was still there, in it’s big red ink, etched out into the paper.

You knew your mum would be so mad when you told her that your grades still hadn’t changed.

She’d blame it on the boys you were hanging out with - the only group of friends you’d ever had since you were all five.

“A proper girl associates herself with other girls who show a good example, not a group of boys who are rash and violent,” that’s what she’s said, many, many times.

“So bitches like Gretta are the kinds of people you want me to hang around with?”

You’d answer, always upset she referred to your friends as ‘violent’, ‘rude’ and ‘barbaric’.

The only other person in your school who you got along with was Beverly Marsh - and you only hung out with her on weekends because she was your partner in Drama class.

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Your mum only liked Eddie and Bill - Eddie because he wasn’t so 'boyish’, he was polite, and Bill because she said his stutter was cute.

You didn’t understand why she didn’t like Stanley, of all people.

What? Just because he was Jewish?

Richie was Jewish! No one cared that he was Jewish!

Well, your mum didn’t, but of course, she still disliked him, but only because he was rude and swore, like, a lot.

You thought your mum would like Stanley - with his ironed clothes and curly hair and polite attitude, but she just chose to focus on one thing.

You sigh, going in through the back door.

The first thing you did after chucking your school bag to the floor was sneak into the living room and call Stanley - your mum wasn’t back from work yet.

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“Hey!” Stanley picked up the phone as soon as you called him. “Stanley Uris, Who is it?“

Your boyfriend had a phone in his room so he didn’t have to worry about his parents answering for him.

“My mom’s gonna kill me,” you groan loudly. He laughs.

“What? Why?"

At least he took it seriously, unlike Richie, who you learnt the hard way not to call when you had a problem because he’d just blurt it to everyone else.

"I got another F on my maths test,” you throw your head up in annoyance.

There’s silence coming from his side, and you knew he was doing that thing where he closes his mouth halfway between a thought.

“Well, I can help you?” He offers.

“I mean, my dad’s not here and we have another one in like, two weeks, and our next one is in like, two weeks, and like - ” he starts.

”Two weeks?“ You almost yell. "Fuck it. Okay. Can I come over?” He chuckles softly again.

“You’re cute. And, yeah, I don’t see why not.” You could tell he was grinning. “Just tell your mum you’re at Bill’s, or something,” he sighs softly.

“I will. See you in a few?”

“Mhm. I’m free the night, too. And tomorrow,” he was probably leaning against the wall now,  propping himself up with his arm.

“Same. Bye,”

“Love you,” you smile softly, murmuring in response.

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You remember to write something on a sticky note before you leave, scribbling 'Gone to Bill’s for a sleepover’, forcing yourself to bring the test with you, grudgingly shoving it into your bag.

You’d gotten bored the first two minutes Stanley started talking about the Pythagoras Theorem and explained the properties of triangles.

“Do we have to do this?” You groan in frustration, your pencil snapping for the fifth time already. “Can’t we just make out, or something?”

“As appealing as that sounds right now, I think it’s vital that you learn maths to at least the average level,” he was just poking fun at you, you knew that, but it did sting, kinda, coming from your boyfriend.

“But triangles aren’t gonna help me to publish a story or become a famous actor with Beverly!” He gave you a judging look.

“You hang out with Beverly? Whatever. Just a few more minutes, I promise. Then we can go get ice cream or hang out with Richie, I don’t know,” he shrugs and you sigh, Stanley was pretty good at maths, and he did keep his promises.

“You know, Beverly’s actually really nice,” he gives you a look and you laugh. “Right. Sorry. Continue,”

“So you basically just have to square a and then b, add those two together and…” needless to say, Stan Uris was the only person alive who could explain maths to you.

“Oh, so you don’t subtract them from each other, you add them!” You exclaim. He laughs.

“Yeah, I’ve been trying to tell you that,” he rolls his eyes and you pout at him. “For the last - I think thirty minutes,”

“Oops,” you make a small smile. “Sorry!”

“It’s okay. So, you get it now? Because that was pretty much the entire test. I cannot believe you just subtracted them - didn’t you see what everyone else was doing?” He gives a sly smile.

“No!” you say. “I don’t cheat! I’m not Richie! I’m just stupid,”“You’re not stupid,” he says.

“Come on, let’s go get ice cream?"

"I think you’re the only person who would actually put up with me a whole thirty minutes and bother to explain something to me without wanting to rip my head off every five seconds,” you say thoughtfully.

“Hmm. Our relationship is precious, isn’t it?” You smile, burying your head into his arm.

“In a way,” is all he says, before kissing your forehead.

“I love you,”

“I love you too. Thanks for making triangles less exhausting, Bird Boy,”

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