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little-nobody · 2 years
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me: omg hehe my comfort movie that I've watched 3 times in a row today they make me so happy bc they work together and they are there for eachother and they just so <3
everyone else: finn, a clown bites off a kids arm within the first 15 minutes of the movie
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byler-is-endgame7 · 1 year
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who's your favorite IT character ???? 🤨
oooh this is tough hmmm
i love them all but if i really had to choose i gotta go with my guy richie :)
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misszura · 3 days
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Ah yes... English homework
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http-reddie · 2 years
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Eddie Kaspbrak snorts when he laughs. He kind of hates it.
Not every time, only when he thinks something is truly hilarious. Which is typically when it involves Richie. Whether it be one of his terrible jokes, or even one of the other Losers making fun of Richie for said terrible joke. Either way, Eddie can’t contain his laughter and it sets off a chain reaction. Because when Eddie laughs so hard that he snorts, Richie can’t help but laugh along. Richie’s laugh is sort of hiccup-y. His giggles cut through the howling of his laughter and he always ends up choking. This of course, sends Beverly into a fit of giggles. Which makes Ben all gooey eyed and as laughter starts to bubble up in his chest as well. And Mike, well he’s always had a soft spot of Ben. The moment a laugh fights it’s way out of his mouth, Mike is laughing too. Which of course gets Bill going, because Mike’s laugh is bright and tinny. It’s a laugh you can’t help but join in with. It’s contagious. And Bill’s laugh, sharp and fond, always manages to get Stan to laugh. Even when he’s being particularly stoic.
So yeah, Eddie kind of hates that he snorts when he laughs. But he loves hearing the rest of the Losers laugh. So if he has to be the start of the chain reaction? So be it.
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romanken · 2 years
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I fucking told you bill. I don't want to die. It's your fault. You punched me in the face, you made me walk through shitty water, you brought me to a fucking crackhead house... And now? I'm gonna have to kill this FUCKING CLOWN 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
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whatalcser · 13 days
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And now I'm going to have to kill this fucking clown. Welcome to the Losers Club, asshole.
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"I told you, Bill. I fucking told you. I don't want to die. ...It's your fault. You punched me in the face... you made me walk through shitty water... you brought me to a fucking crackhead house... and now...? I'm gonna have to kill this fucking clown. WELCOME TO THE LOSERS CLUB, ASSHOLE!"
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mytalismans · 10 months
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I told you, Bill. I fucking told you. I don't wanna die. It's your fault. You punched me in the face, you made me walk through shitty water, you dragged me into a fucking crackhead house! And now...I'm gonna have to kill this fucking clown. Welcome to the Losers Club, Asshole!
IT (2017) dir. Andy Muschietti
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filmtvdaily · 2 years
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WELCOME TO THE LOSERS CLUB, ASSHOLE!
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andichoseyou · 11 months
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ENDLESS LIST OF MY FAVORITE MOVIES: (3/?) IT (2017) dir. Andy Muschietti
Welcome to the Loser's Club, asshole!
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glorious-spoon · 4 months
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Not sure if you still post for the IT fandom but 18+reddie pretty please
Thank you! Number 18 was Ghost Towns by Radical Face, so here's a bit of established-relationship Reddie returning to Derry.
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no past or future here
~800 words
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Just past the Derry town line, Richie swerves the car to the right so suddenly that Eddie thinks an animal must have run out in the road. Then he brakes jerkily and guides it onto the shoulder, gravel crunching beneath the wheels. The close-growing goldenrod brushes against the passenger door as he throws it into park with a lurch.
Eddie lifts his head, blinking heavily. Usually, he drives—Richie likes to tease him for being a control-freak, but the truth is they’re both happier when Richie can fuck around on his phone and Eddie can focus on the road instead of biting his tongue on complaints about how fast Richie tends to take the turns—but he took a Xanax on the plane and he's still a little groggy.
“You okay?” he asks.
“Yep,” Richie says tightly.
“You're not about to throw up, are you?”
Richie shakes his head. His shoulders heave, and he says, “No, I think I'm gonna fucking cry.”
“Oh,” Eddie says. And then, “Oh, shit, sweetheart, come here—”
Richie folds into his arms. It’s awkward with the center console between them, the cup-holder digging into Eddie’s hip, but he pays it no mind. Richie is clutching at him—shoulder, hip, the back of his head, quick frantic touches like he’s reassuring himself that Eddie is here—and his whole body shakes with sobs. It’s deeply jarring. Richie is a self-proclaimed crybaby, inclined to get teary-eyed at movies and romantic gestures and often enough during sex, but the only time Eddie has ever seen him cry like this in all the time they’ve been together was at his father’s funeral.
Just like he did then, Eddie holds him close and tries his best to hide his shock.
“Hey,” he says softly, into Richie’s hair. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay, come on.”
“Yeah,” Richie says raggedly. His face is still pressed to Eddie’s shoulder; Eddie’s t-shirt is wet with tears and snot, but he’ll worry about that later. "This fucking place. Do you remember?"
"Some," Eddie admits. He's been getting bits and pieces ever since Mike's phone call. It's all still tangled up: the playground and the Barrens and the bridge with friendly phrases like suck my infected cockkk carved on it. Big Bill. Stanley. Mike and Beverly and Ben. Sepia-toned flashes of memory, all out of order. Playing Chutes and Ladders on the floor of the Denbrough house with Bill and Georgie. Standing in the funeral home in his one good suit, watching Bill stare at a tiny coffin with a blank, stunned numbness that seemed beyond tears.
There's more. He knows there's more. More, and impossibly worse.
“Something really bad happened to us here, didn’t it?” Richie asks eventually. His voice is still thick.
Eddie nods. That memory still feels slippery and shadowed, like he’s digging through dark mud to grasp at some slimy wriggling thing with sharp teeth, but it’s there. The echo of that fear. Richie’s voice, young and terrified and furious, screaming, welcome to the Loser’s Club, asshole!
“Yeah,” he says. His voice is rusty, creaking, strange. An old door hinge on an old house with something terrible underneath it.
His mind slams down on the thought nearly as soon as it surfaces, but the dread remains.
“Yeah,” Richie says. He straightens finally, wiping ineffectively at his face, and Eddie allows annoyance and instinct to override him for a moment.
“Stop that, Jesus, you’re just going to smear snot all over your hand,” he says, leaning down to root through the bag at his feet until he comes up with a packet of wet wipes, which he hands to Richie. Richie takes it, and gives him an extremely wobbly smile.
“I love you,” he says.
Eddie squeezes his eyes shut. “Yeah.” And then, “I don’t want to go back.”
“We don’t have to,” Richie says immediately. “Seriously. Say the word and I’ll turn around right now. We can be at the airport by three. We don’t owe this town shit.”
For some reason, even though he was just thinking exactly the same thing, that gives Eddie pause.
“Not the town,” he says, “but.”
“Them, yeah.” Richie sags back against his seat, then sets the wipes down to drag both hands through his hair. “Fuck.”
“I don’t want to go back,” Eddie says again, and this time he finishes it. “But we do have to, don’t we.”
He doesn’t phrase it as a question, but Richie nods anyway. His hands drop, flex in his lap. Eddie can see the scar on his palm—the familiar little white line that he’s run his fingers over so many times, marveling thoughtlessly at its similarity to the one on his own hand. And no fucking wonder. They both came from the same piece of broken glass. He reaches out to touch it, then brings Richie’s palm to his lips. Richie lets him do it, then cups his chin and draws him into a brief kiss that still tastes like salt.
“Okay,” he says when they break apart. “Okay.”
Eddie drops back into his seat and re-buckles his belt. Richie nods, and then turns the key, puts the car back in drive, and pulls out onto the road.
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peachtozier · 17 days
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all blatantly copy-pasted from @it-one-line-at-a-time
sadly a lot of them were too long to fit in the poll :(
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professorsta · 2 years
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The Black Phone was so good no film has had me hyped for a 13 year old boy wrecking the shit out of the antagonist since IT Chapter 1 when Richie Tozier screamed welcome to the losers club asshole before knocking out the clown with a bat
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queereddiediaz · 2 years
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Welcome to the Losers Club, asshole!
It (2017), dir. Andy Muschetti
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sunshinereddie · 1 year
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I'm so sorry, this is so random, but I needed to tell someone about it 😭😂
So earlier, while I was running around like a headless chicken in University, I came across a group of people just chilling underneath a tree where I usually sit on breaks. I've "met" them before ( by that I mean, I sat near them and they never bother me so I don't bother them ). As per usual when they get there first, I sat on the tree next to them and started reading one of the MANY texts I need to study for the exam an hour later. A couple of minutes later, one of them starts complaining about how the girl he likes rejected him in front of her friends and called him a loser. Now what made this scene so remarkable for me? It's because one of them, the one I actually share a class with, suddenly said "Welcome to the Losers Club, asshole" and another immediately said "Please stop quoting Richie Tozier."
HAVE I FOUND MY PEOPLE?
Then, while I was trying to process that, I noticed that I only had 5 minutes 'till the start of the exam so I tried to move quickly but I ended up tripping ( because I'm a clumsy idiot ) and the one of them, the one who quoted Richie, stood to help me. I'm polite so I said "Thanks, Trashmouth" then I realized what I said and just speed walked away lol. 2 hours later, you'll find me sitting on my desk, staring at a piece of note that says "You're welcome, January Embers :)"
SO YES, I HAVE FOUND MY PEOPLE. I'LL BE EATING LUNCH WITH MY PEOPLE TOMORROW :D
( Also, honorable mention, there's only 6 of them in group, so now that I'm added in.... )
oh… my… GOD ?!?!?! HELLO ???? THIS SOUNDS LIKE A DREAM COME TRUE ??/!/?/??/!/)-
OH MY GODDDD this is so amazing!!!!! you’ve found your own little losers club!! 🥹🥹 PLEASE I NEED A UPDATE!!! WHAT HAPPENED NEXT ?!????!!!!
i’ve never met anyone else irl who likes IT and this sounds so amazing so im going to be living vicariously through you and your newfound losers !! 😭😭
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strangerhands · 5 months
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10 fandoms/10 characters/10 tags
waaaaaa omg thank you for the tag em 🫶 @runa-falls!! its been 800 years since i got to do a tag game (and make my own post for once..) so thanks! this actually made me happy but also a little "oh shit. people know i exist..?" i also made this post unnecessarily long but its me so whats new
ummm its all. only. oscar. not sorry (a little sorry)
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1. marc spector + steven grant + jake lockley, moon knight-my absolute beloveds. moon knight is so special to me. the boys are so special to me. theres really nowhere near enough i could say here about them but if you get it, you get it. its also what got me into oscar (even though i discovered immediately that he was in annihilation and x-men: apocalypse WHICH I WATCHED YEARS AGO GODDAMMIT)
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2. robbie paulson, law and order: criminal intent-listen. hes my girlfriend. my babygirl. my love. my sweet boy. the one plaguing damn near every Thot. most niche character here. wish he was real. wish there was more content of him out there but good god if fran (@/midgardian-witch, who also made that gif) hasnt been holding it downnnnnnn. bless.
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3. poe dameron, star wars sequel trilogy-beautiful brave sweet husband who would maybe drive me a bit insane irl but in a good way (mostly) i wanna protect him. (also the only star wars films ive seen sorryyyyy sorry. yes it was for him. and adam driver.)
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4. miguel o'hara, spider-man: into the spider-verse + spider-man: across the spider-verse-ohhh you beeg grumpy beautiful man. he would not like me. bite me pls (also still my two favourite movies oat.) craving some milk and cake suddenly... (his hair wings..<3)
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5. cecil dennis, revenge for jolly!-pathetic little dirty alley cat man my beloved. my little princess. also my babygirl girlfriend little guy loser boy. (AND THE CURLSSSSSSS. AND SAD COW EYES.)
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6. nathan bateman, ex machina-asshole who i unfortunately love. we would not get along irl but thats what fics are for!!!! he would make me cry. (but what if i could fix him..) i have a soft spot for him...
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7. llewyn davis, inside llewyn davis-sad beautiful talented man. you can crash at my place any day. i would let him leech off of me idec lemme help you baby. i could show you what love is. (the curls and outfits...... i Crave.)
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8. santiago garcia, triple frontier-woof. this guy. damn. yeah. sorry santi but i wanna bite your knees
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9. blue jones, sucker punch-literally. asshole piece of shit but good god. whore. so slutty and beautiful and PATHETIC. i would let him be mean to me and then cry in private. but also put him in his place. its complicated. (whoever did his eyeliner and club wardrobe in that movie... i owe you my life. thank you. thank you. you deserve everything. thank you.)
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10. mikael boghosian, the promise-oh. sweet beautiful intimate lover man. THAT scene... absolutely killed me. THAT SHOULDVE BEEN MEEEEE. i need him. (i am taking this moment to remind yall of the titty bite. yea. not sorry. youre welcome.)
honestly i couldve put nearly all of oscars characters but alas.
no pressure tags, hope none of you mind! i know this is very sudden and unexpected from me. only tagged some mutuals so its not 10 :p sorryy (sorry if youve been tagged already)
@my-secret-shame @saturn-rings-writes @spacecowboyhotch @villainsoftheweek @f4nrir @kouichijo @mugensword
again, no pressure to do this. hope everyone tagged is doing well! i havent interacted with some of yall in a long time<3
all gif credits go to their respective creators! i have no idea if tumblr automatically shows who made them or not, so sorry if it doesnt.
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