#and thought Eddie would definitely freak out if he was confronted with that little face

[after-the-end-times]

Eddie sees the photo of The Party from the Halloween of '84 and freaks out about them all being babies! By the time he met them, they were all highschool aged supernatural veterans! Not those little children! Where was Steve?!

He storms over to Steve's and rants about how he just saw the baby!Dustin who took on demogorgons and the government! What was he doing involved in that!? Did Steve know?? How can he keep bitching at Dustin for his attitude, when it's no wonder he's like that! And how can he continue giving him shit when he now knows what little pre-teen Dustin looked like??? He's a baby!

And Steve sits there on the couch watching Eddie pace around the room, waving his hands around to accentuate his points. Steve's kinda glad someone else is having this freakout, he had to have his alone after they finished off the demodogs. Steve sipped at his pop and wondered when exactly Eddie breathed.

On one of Eddie's spins back toward him, Steve picked up the bowl of popcorn he'd been eating before Eddie got there, and held it out to him. Eddie grabbed it and plopped down next to Steve, quiet for the first time in 20 minutes. He grabbed a fistful of popcorn and shoving it in his mouth, wide eyes staring straight ahead into a existential crisis.

"You've asked me a million times why I don't set down my foot more often and say no to doing whatever he asks." Steve finally says. "This is why. He was already a supernatural veteran when I helped him with his little demo pet. So now, I don't know, I just want to make sure there's something he doesn't have to worry about.

And I know he thinks I'm just a dumb push over. But it's really because he's just a kid. And I'm the adult. And someone needs to make sure he stays a kid. 'Cause yeah. Maybe he looked like a baby at 12, but he's still a kid now. So welcome, Eddie, to the Protect the Kids' Childhood club. We can be co-presidents."

He finished his speech leaning into Eddie's space, smiling at him, and holding a hand out for Eddie to shake. Eddie just looked at him, eyes boring into Steve's as he turned on the couch so he could slide his hand into Steve's, holding it still.

"I'll be your co-president, Steve Harrington. As long as I can also be the one to remind you that you were also just a teenager when this all started. Maybe we can go do something fun together...without the kids."

Steve crooked a smile at him, running his thumb over Eddie's knuckles. "Soooo, like a date?"

Eddie sucked in a breath as a blush spread across his cheeks. "I- Would that- I mean- Are you- Hahaha ok."

Steve chuckled. "Ok. Let's go. I have this rental for another night, so why don't we go to the theater? See something new? Their popcorn's better anyway."

He stood, pulling Eddie up, officially ending their first meeting of the Protect the Kids' Childhood club and officially beginning their first date of the rest of their lives.

gif of baby!Dustin beneath the cut

[starrycollesta]

MY DARLING TUTOR | EDDIE MUNSON X SINCLAIR!READER

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ paring: eddie munson x sinclair!reader

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ words: 1, 227 

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ synopsis: Eddie is failing his classes. Big time. The principal appoints you, y/n Sinclair, to him as his tutor to prevent him from staying behind, again. Eddie's presence bothered you to the high heavens. Let's just say you aren't too happy about being his tutor.

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ includes: slight angst, reader being stuck up, oblivious!reader, eddie has a crush on reader, fem!reader, fluff.

sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes

"Well, if it isn't my darling tutor, and the oldest Sinclair." you took a deep breath, trying to calm your irritation as Eddie Munson strolled through the classroom door, grinning. You despised him. He's the king of freaks and troublemakers alike. You hated trouble. You tried your absolute best to stay out of it. You didn't know what irritated you the most about Eddie. His ability to give 0 shits about his grades, or his need to be the center of attention.

Your principle had asked you to be Eddie's tutor after the school board ran out of options to help him. Considering you're a straight A student, they had no issue picking you to do their dirty work. You knew of Eddie's existence for a while but never socialized with him for obvious reasons. You couldn't understand why Erica and Lucas insisted on spending time with him. He's basically a walking red flag.

While you weren't excited to be tutoring Eddie, this situation gave you the opportunity to impress potential collages if you could "reform" Eddie's academic behavior. Did you see that happening? realistically, no. But you had to at least try. The opportunistic side of you would be devastated if you hadn't.

Swallowing the bile rising from your throat, you looked over to Eddie from your desk. He was sitting awfully close to you with his dirty sneakers on the desk and a smirk on his face. You were half tempted to call him out on his inconsiderate behavior but, you decided against it. You wanted this study session to be over as soon as possible. No point in arguing with someone like him. He had no care for damaging school propriety. One thing you were certain of.

"So, Ms. Sinclair with the curly hair, what's on the agenda today?" Eddie chuckled, as if something was amusing to him. You rolled your eyes at your nickname. You've been called that ever since 6th grade. It was supposed to be a term of endearment, but it only made you annoyed when it came out of his mouth.

Clearing you throat, you picked up the paper with Eddie's failing classes. There was a lot of classes he was failing. He'd need a miracle to help him. And you were just that.

"It seems you're failing Economics, World History, Geography, Art, Physics, Calculus, Algebra 1 and American History." you were hoping to embarrass him, because he should be embarrassed, but he just kept smirking. Visibly annoyed, you continued, "The only class you're not a complete failure at, is Choir."

Eddie opened his mouth to say something, but you cut him off, "Anyways Munson, we should probably get started on World History because that's the closest class you are to a passable grade..."

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You were shocked to say it, but tutoring Eddie Munson wasn't that bad. He seemed to listen to what you said with little to no backtalk, which was surprising. He was actually nice to be around. He started turning in homework and participating more in class. You were sort of proud of him. You never thought you'd ever think of yourself to be generally proud of Eddie Munson.

He's a "fuck the rules" type of guy so you expected him to give you a hard time. But he didn't.

It was definitely suspicious. You decided to confront him on the matter one morning.

"So, Munson..." you trailed off. You didn't know how to broach the topic. Eddie lifted his head from his Physics paper. His face showed confusion, so you continued, "I was just wondering why you aren't giving me any trouble, not that I'm asking for it, but it's odd to me."

Eddie looked at you for a moment, facial expressions changing like he was debating on what to say. You were surprised by his behavior. Usually, he'd be quick to smirk and give a smart aleck reply but he took his time thinking of his words.

Interesting...

Finally, he spoke, amusement dancing in his brown eyes, "Ever thought that maybe I don't want to give you trouble? that maybe I enjoy your company."

Enjoy my company? you repeated in your head. Why would he enjoy my company? he's completely different from me...

He must've taken note of your confusion so he explained, "Aren't you supposed to be extremely smart or something? like can't you tell I'm flirting with you. I've been flirting with you for weeks now. Jesus Sinclair, I like-like you. I have for a while." Eddie let out an exasperated sigh. His words caused an annoying tightening in your stomach. You felt butterflies.

Stupid fucking butterflies.

The classroom was silent. You could tell Eddie was staring at you. Probably waiting for you to respond. All you wanted to do was run out this room and never look back.

Eddie Munson like-liked you.

And deep down you felt the same way.

You suppressed the way your heart sped up when he looked at you or when his hand lightly brushed up against yours when you handed him a paper. You suppressed the way he made you laugh. How he made you actually want to be around him.

You suppressed it because of who he is. Because of whom you are.

You ignored his sudden gestures to get to know you better or his "accidental" touches against your exposed thighs and arm. You thought of him as a flirty person so when he did all those things, you never expected them to mean anything.

"You don't have to say anything back Sinclair. I understand if you don't recuperate those feelings." Eddie broke the silence with his quiet voice. He rarely acted like this around you, he was always so loud and outspoken. A sense of vulnerability. Your time tutoring him showed you that he can be a sweet guy. 

You're glad he showed you this side of himself. It made navigating your feelings about him much easier.

"Eddie I-" you started but before you could get anything out, Eddie quickly stood up from his desk, cupped your face and kissed you. The kiss was soft and tender. He kissed you like at any moment you could walk away and never look back. You didn't move against the kiss for a moment. You were still shocked. Not just by his behavior but by how much you liked how his soft lips touched yours.

You finally gained the courage to kiss him back slowly. Eddie responded back with the same speed, tough searching your mouth and yours to him. You've never been kissed like this. The kisses you'd get were sloppy and uncaring of your comfort. Eddie's kisses were moving at the pace you set.

You too broke apart as you both needed to breathe. Eddie rested his forehead against yours, breath mixing with yours. In that moment, nobody spoke. Nobody needed to speak.

That kiss was proof enough on how you both felt.

"I-I'm sorry I kissed you like that. I should've asked you if you wanted it first. Y-you were just so fucking beautiful. I couldn't stop myself." Eddie apologized softly, stuttering.

"It's ok Eddie. I...liked the kiss very much. Kiss me again?" your heart pounded in your chest.

He leaned away slightly from you and once more cupped your face and kissed you.

This time you responded immediately and smiled into the kiss.

[thoughtfullyyoungduck]

we fell in love in October

A/N: this was requested by anon, I hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think! 

Summary: One where the reader and Ben were together in high school and left Derry together and when they come back they are married and everyone is surprised to see them still together

A phone call that your entire adult life is based on stacks of self-imagined and wrongful placed memories is best not received in a an overseas, foreign country with your husband ten thousand miles away. The trip it selves originally lasted no more than five days, but after Mike’s ring, you cut it short and immediately booked a flight destination Derry Maine after two. 

It was a work trip meant to educate you on all the new techniques and information you missed out on during your two year hiatus, and the company you represented, Thomas Cook, is an English company, so England was the best place for you to learn.

You and Ben had been away from each other every once in a while, so neither of you made it a big deal to spend a few days apart, but Ben nor you expected the phone call that shook both of to your core.

Following a meeting on etiquette, you returned to your hotel room for the night, unlocking your phone and noticing that you missed a few of ben’s calls. That was odd, considering Ben always patiently awaits for you to initiate contact so he wouldn’t ever interrupt you in case you’re busy.  

You were planning on returning the call the moment you arrived in the privacy of your room, when another person tried to contact you, and this time it wasn’t someone you recognized. The number came from Derry, and although that name sounded vaguely familiar, you couldn’t pinpoint an exact memory to place it.

Thinking that it might have been an assistant reaching out to you, you picked up the phone and listened as the elevator slowly rose floor above floor, trickling painstakingly slower than a snail, and making little bump noises at every level.

The only other person in the elevator with you, a coworker, swore to never reveal the undignified yelp you let out as Mike reintroduced himself to you, claiming to be one of your childhood best friend and begging you to come home to aid in another battle.

It clicked then why Ben never let up the constant stream of messages and bells, and why you always felt like you knew since the beginning of your life, because you had.

Every new thing Mike explained to you solidified itself in stone, as real as the clothes you wore and the floor you stood on. The name pennywise revolted you, every hair on your body standing up in high alert as a fight or flight reaction, transporting you back the summer you turned thirteen years old and an inhuman thing haunted your nightmares and your daily life.

By the end of the call, you craved Ben’s calming presence and his sweet nothing whispers he shook out of his sleeve at times you dreamed of shadows curling up your form and pulling you down to the deepest pits of despair with futile strength.

It made sense now why you blanched every time someone asked you where you and Ben met, or how long you two had been dating before marrying in a forest Ben decorated with fairy lights and flowers that sprouted a smell so delicious you caught a few guest sneaking them with them at the end.

‘Mike?’, You asked right before he launched into another aspect of his story. Part of you felt immensely sad, at the idea of Mike staying behind in Derry, helpless to do anything as you all forgot and moved on, but another part of you couldn’t care less at the moment, talking to Ben the only thing you knew would calm you down.

‘Yeah Y/N?’

‘Did you speak to Ben yet?’ In a way, you knew the answer. The none stop flood wouldn’t exist if he didn’t, but as long as an ounce of doubt remained, you were not picking up.

‘Yeah, I talked to him. Wait, you remember him?’

In a not so proud moment, you ended the connection abruptly, and pressed the icon next to Ben’s name, his contact photo one you snapped when he designed the new home and proudly presented it to you as a surprise.

An answer came at once, before the first ring even echoed, the breathing down the other line harsh and brisk.

‘Y/N, thank god. Are you okay?’ His deep, sturdy voice anchored you back to real life, a tranquility that he somehow always possessed reducing your stress levels.

‘I’m fine honey. I’m fine, are you?’ It’s a throw away question for sure, since Ben would do anything in his power to let you remain sane, and expressing his own worries is not part of that plan. Not being able to be there for your husband when the world is tilted up its head is killing you.

‘Sweets, don’t worry about me, worry about you. I can fly over to England tonight if that’s of any use.’

Frankly, getting to Ben and sifting through the confusing onslaught of emotions and recollections with him lists higher on your priority list above everything else, but you can’t do that to the others.

‘No, Ben listen to me.’ Your voice remains flat and drained of anything other than firmness, a benefit of working with customers you have required over the years. Freak out postponed ‘till you dragged your suitcase from terminal to terminal, for you had to arrange plans first.

Ben would most likely think with his heart and prefer to be around you, but by the time he would land in England and the two you transfer to another plane, the other losers – you named each other that if you recall correctly – may be dead.

‘Book a flight to Derry, and I’ll do the same. I won’t travel as fast as you, so assure the others that I’m on my way.’

‘But Y/N’, Ben protested, his desire to protect you standing in the way of common sense, god you adore this man.

‘Ben please,’ a droplet of tears drip on your cheek, confronting you with the realization that you cried.

‘Okay,’ Ben gives in, the displeasement out in the open, but listening to you none the less.

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The old clubhouse is not as hard to find as you originally thought, the way to the spot from your old house purely muscle memory that allows you to pinpoint the exact location.

You know the reunion of the losers already transpired yesterday, Ben updating you throughout the night, but your flight only touched base this morning. Derry is an old town with reception towers spaced out and far apart, resulting in barely any communication between you and Ben.

The Derry-Inn was exempt, and so the next best guess as to where they could be was that the losers retreated to the one place radiating with love and untainted by the dirty hands of the towns curse.

The hushed talking under the hatch prove you right, and a smile carefully pokes through the bland face you’ve sported for two days, and regardless of how crazy it might seem, a blanket of safeness falls upon you, creating a barrier between you and the problems about to head on your path.

You reach down to rattle the hatch, a warning that you’re coming down to the others, and the swing it upon, dust flying in your face in such a huge amount it suffocates you. While coughing, your hand flags away the excess dust swarming around you, gulping down breathes of fresh air.

The leader creaks under your weight, but surprisingly you’re not required to bow down to fit into the clubhouse, a comfortable height for you to ease into.

You misjudge the last step, losing your footing and tumbling down the last two trads with a yap at the pain radiating from your feet up your leg, falling down faster than you should have.

Richie shrieks in fear, jumping several steps away from his spot under the stairs to hide behind Mike, the entire losers club swiftly glancing at you.

‘Ha’, Eddie exclaims once his brain catches up to his sight and he apprehends its you. ‘That’s what you get fucker, that’s karma.’

‘Yeah? Was it karma when I fucked your wife as good as I fucked your mom?’ Richie inquires, smirking at the reaction Eddie provides him.

‘That’s fucking disgusting and not the definition of karma by the way.’

‘You guys are clearly still the same’, you mutter, forgoing the pain and observing the interaction between the two best friends.

‘Y/N’, Bev breathes, approaching you with a pep in her step and halting in front of you, allowing you to close the distance and embrace the girl that you forget about yet missed so dearly.

With most of the losers here, it’s hard to grasp that you ever omitted them, for they colored your childhood in so many ways and are intermittent with the person you are today.

Ben shuffles closer too, but waits forbearance so Bev can take her time. The other losers greet you with a smile and a far-off hello, happy to see you again after so long. After Bev stops hugging you and walks away to further explore the shelter, Ben stoops in and kisses you with a short and soft peck. He’s always respectful of you, to the point he usually won’t kiss you in public so you’re comfortable, but this is an exception.

‘Ben, man didn’t you claim to have married someone?’ Richie wonders aloud and gaps at the two of you, resembling a fish out of water.

‘Yes’, you drag out, confusion lilting your words, ‘we are.’ The losers pause, including Mike, the wheels turning in their head to process the new information.

‘You guys got m-m-married?’ Bill questions, his eyes sparkling with happiness for his friends, all the times he psyched Ben up so he gained the courage to ask you out on a date in high school.

‘Yeah for two years now’, Ben proudly proclaims, resting his hand on the small of your back to stable himself and hide the way he falters when everyone zero’s in  on him.

‘In October. Ben arranged the whole thing in the woods with a fairy tale theme.’ You nearly add that it was perfect, but that’s a lie. Something was missing that day, like a stubborn smudge you tried very hard to remove yet remained. You never shared it with Ben, because he thought of every detail and ever speck to a T, and by all means it should’ve been flawless. Maybe that smudge was the insistent memory of your friend not being there to support you like you wished they were. Despite not sharing your concern with Ben, you wonder if he experienced the same thing and was afraid to inform you.

‘Wait, do I remember this wrong or did you guys start dating in October too?’ Bev quizzes.

You peer up at Ben for guidance, but he comes across just as clueless as you. It could very well be, and looking back on it, the two of you did instantly reach a consensus about the date of the wedding. Perhaps the remnants of your childhood manifested in the date, and if they did, the next anniversaries will be extra special than so far.

Right now, it’s essential your focus lays elsewhere, like in how to defeat IT for good this time, so no other lives are cut short because of an intergalactic demon.

Ben links your hands together, a tight grip that lets you know he’s right beside you, and he’s not going anywhere. The two of you together are equipped for anything.

[my-belladonna]

The Abditory - Teaser

Hello! Okay! So this is kinda the teaser/ introduction to the series I am writing. Sorry it took a while to post but I wanted to make sure I got a whole bunch of details about the series were done before really starting to write it. But let me include a couple details about what to expect from this series and this blog before you can really get into reading: Not only will you be getting the parts/chapters posted to this blog but I will also be posting character descriptions and pictures of what some characters would look like using inspirations from famous actors who I think would best fit said character. I can also answer questions about the series making sure to exclude spoilers along with explaining some of my inspirations for the personalities of characters from other people I personally know and or characters from tv shows, movies, books, etc. that I have enjoyed or really related to in a way. I am extremely excited about writing this series and I hope that the people who follow me on this journey will enjoy it as much as I know I will. (All characters in this series are OC’s created by me)

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Summary: Xiomara Garcia has always led a seemingly normal life for as long as she can remember. Living with her widowed father in a boring small town,  going to a boring normal High school, being messed with by the popular girls, and having her friends Christian and Veronica around. Pretty normal until she finds out the other stuff about her mothers side of the family being a family of witches and wizards. That and a hidden place in the forest where there are creatures that have only existed in fairytales and fiction in the real world. But other than that pretty normal, right?

(Warnings: None)

Abditory - (rare) A concealed location used for storage or to hide items. [mid 17th century]

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(Xiomara’s POV)

Shit shit shit shit shit! I mentally curse myself in my head, my heart starts beating fast and my feet take control of my body as I start to sprint in the opposite direction of where I was going. Here comes Rebecca with Felicia, Marissa, and Jennifer, her own little army of perfect Barbie doll friends trying to kick my ass…. Again.  It’s a good thing that Veronica and Christian weren’t there for that whole exchange I had with them earlier or they would be just as screwed as I am right now. I swear I’m always fucking something up, I just wonder why I can’t just be like my parents they were perfect when they were my age. Dad was always such a popular and respected guy and mom, well mom was just perfect. She was pretty, kind, and  friends with literally everyone, even when she got older everyone still loved her, so you bet they were devastated when she died. I guess I’m overthinking though because there goes Rebecca trying to grab my shirt. Gotta keep running.

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(Christian and Veronicas POV)

“Dude I swear to God Mrs. Brown is gonna catch these hands if she doesn’t stop keeping us 20 minutes after the damn bell rings.” Veronica groans dragging her feet out of her 7th-period English class.

“Are you really gonna fight a teacher though Ronnie?” Her friend Christian asks slinging his backpack over his front.

“Maybe if she keeps it up!”

“Oh, there goes Mrs. Brown right there.”

“Fuck!” Veronica ducks behind Christian and he burst out into a fit of laughter. 

“I’m messing with you stupid.” Veronica punches him in the shoulder leaving him wincing in pain.

“Damn Ronnie that shit hurted.”

“Yeah shut up,” She opens the school’s front door for him, “Ladies first!”

“You’re so funny you know that?”

“Yup!”

They both walk outside letting the cold fall air hit their faces bringing a slight tinge of pink to both their cheeks as a shiver falls done their spines. Christian shudders setting down his backpack and pulling out his sweater.

“Damn it’s cold.” Christian says between chattering teeth slipping his sweater on over his head. 

“Where do you think Xio is?” Veronica asks, but just as the words left her mouth a small figure bolts past both of them sending them almost stumbling back. “That was Xio wasn’t it?” She groans, looking at Christian with an annoyed look secretly hoping that it really wasn’t her.

“Get back here Xiomara you freak!” Rebecca screamed, herself, and her friends running past in pursuit of their prey.

“Oh yeah, that’s definitely our girl.” Christian chuckles and pats Veronica on the shoulder, she rolls her eyes, “You wanna follow them?’

“And risk getting out asses kicked?” She shrugs his hand off her shoulder, “No thanks, well meet up with her later she might be going to the forest anyway.” 

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(Edwards POV)

“Damn it!” I wipe the sweat off my forehead before grabbing the soccer ball out of the goal, kicking it out into the field in frustration.

“Alright, Eddie why don’t you take a bit of a break you’ve worked hard enough. Go get some water and sit with Teddy.” Coach Bronson says giving me a firm pat on the back. I nod and head over to Ted whose sitting on the bleachers with a broken arm from a past game we played, I’ve known that kid for as long as I can remember.

“You seem, tense dude, what’s the deal?” He nudges me and I let out a sigh catching my breath again.

“I don’t know man I’ve just been feeling kinda weird lately. Nothing too crazy though I’m fine.” I assure my friend tapping his cast a couple of times. “How’s the arm doing today man?”

“Bro it hurts but its great because Maddy writes notes for me now in math so you bet I’m feeling alive with this cast on.” He winks at me and I laugh.

“Your horrible man.”

“Well, I do write with my right hand so-” He squints and looks behind us, “Goddamn!”

“What?” I ask, “What are you looking at?” I try to spot what exactly he’s looking at.

“Is that Xiomara man she’s booking it look at her go!” 

“Xiomara Garcia?” I ask finally spotting her being chased by a group of people.

“Yeah man, looks like she pissed off Rebecca again cause there she goes with her girls behind Xio.” I smile to myself as I watch her running off the school grounds there’s always been something about that girl I just don’t know what. She’s so strange but in a good way and she doesn’t really ever seem to care about what anyone thinks. She’s confident and pretty self-assured it seems, it’s cute.

“Yo?” I snap out of my thoughts and look back at Ted whose waving his hand in front of my face, “I said what do you think she did this time?” I look back to where I last spotted her running. She’s gone.

“I don’t know man.” I lean back against the bleachers, “I don’t know.”

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(Xiomara POV)

My legs are getting tired, my breathing is heavy, and I feel like I’m gonna pass out. But I’m not going to give Rebecca the satisfaction of catching me, I’m almost there just a little bit more. I can see the stream that connects this world to my own little one. Come on I can make it. I turn my head for a split second to see them still behind me yelling for me to stop running spitting profanities at me. I pick up speed, its right there, and I let my feet lift off the ground. It feels almost as if time just stopped for just a split second. Like everything just ceased until my feet hit the ground again and I continue sprinting for a couple of feet before ducking behind a large rock.

“No way Rebecca!” I hear Jennifer squeal, “She's crazy, and you’re crazy if you think I’m jumping over this stupid river and going after her in those freaky woods!”

“Its a stream you idiot!” Rebecca barks back, I peek from behind the rock to see her throwing her hands up in frustration.

“I don’t care!”

“Yeah Becca come on plus she went into the Windy Woods and I’ve heard a lot of creepy things about that place.” Marissa agrees eyeing the forest, fiddling with her hand in an attempt to calm her anxiety.

“Come on Rebecca lets sit this one out.” Felicia tries to pull Rebecca away from the stream getting her arm smacked by Rebecca in return.

“You guys better hope that little freak gets lost in those woods, lets go.” She turns and stomps away her friends following like lost puppies. I exhale and close my eyes leveling myself between the ground and the rock, my body aching as if my heart is beating in every limb I have. I stand up and walk deeper into the forest, funny how everyone thinks this place is so scary and evil, it’s beautiful. Then again I’m sort of fine with everyone being afraid of it, means I don’t have to worry about other people being here too. But it’s weird how bad or scary things happen to everyone else in this town in these woods but me, I’m not complaining though but it’s strange I don’t know what it is but it feels like I’ve been coming here forever. Like I belong here. I’m ripped away from my thoughts when I hear a twig snapping behind me. Fuck did they follow me? I whip my head around and catch a glimpse of a head of dark purple hair peering out from behind a tree. What? None of Rebecca’s friends had purple hair.

“Hey!” I call out jogging over to the tree I saw the mysterious figure pop-out from. Thinking I was going to catch the stalker I round the tree ready to confront them. “Who are y-” I stop dead in my tracks, no one is there. That’s not possible I didn’t even see them leave the spot behind the tree no sound, no running, nothing. I looked up to see if they maybe climbed up but nothing was there, no signs of a person anywhere. I pull my phone out of my pocket and look at the time, “Shit…” I mutter under my breath. It’s getting late I gotta grab my backpack from school and get home before my dad has a fit. I slowly tread back to the edge of the forest where the stream is, this time deciding to take the bridge that was a little ways down from where I jumped in order to escape Rebecca and her demons. I took one last look behind me at the forest chuckling softly before heading back towards the school. Guess I spoke too soon about weird things happening in that forest.

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Yay you made it! Okay now for a bit of extra clarification the main character in this series is Xiomara Garcia and this first little part is more of an introduction to some of the big main characters Xiomara, Edward, Christian, and Veronica. There are of course going to be more characters to be introduced but they will be introduced later in the future. I will be posting character descriptions and what actors kind of resemble them for Xiomara, Edward, Christian, and Veronica later! So if you have any questions about the series or characters please feel free to ask my inbox is always open! Thank you!

[mikexfaisty]

My first IT fic and it’s finally reddie! Terrible pun but please go review! I’m going to be posting more IT related stuff on my AOA account. I have a couple ideas in mind. Send me prompts! I’ll write about any of the losers! 

 https://archiveofourown.org/users/amanderrpanderr

Title: Forever

Summary:  Eddie reveals to Richie he's leaving Derry. Takes place after IT Chapter 1.

"My mom's selling the house".

It had came rather abruptly and for once, the loudmouth Richie Tozier was too stunned to speak. He turned to look over at Eddie, who was looking away from him. Maybe he had misheard his best friend. Eddie had his scarf so tightly round his neck, it was covering his mouth. He looked like the little brother from A Christmas Story. Perhaps Richie had just misheard him.

"I'm sorry did I hear you correctly? Your mother is selling your house?" Richie asked when he was finally able to find his voice. Eddie nodded, refusing to look at him.

Richie should have known something was up since earlier that morning. Eddie had been oddly quiet, not quite himself. It was the first week back since winter break. February had been a harsh winter for Derry. This past weekend had brought a lot of snow. It was Thursday and the pair were doing what they had always done, walked home from school together. Usually, they would have taken their bikes but that was hard to do in the winter. It was easier, and safer, to walk in the snow. Lucky for them, the sidewalks were neatly paved. Though it hadn't been that way on Monday. Derry high school didn't close for shit and Richie had spent the whole walk listening to Eddie freak out about how they were going to get frostbite. Though he had played off being annoyed, he secretly liked Eddie's little rants. God, for once he wished it was still Monday.

"Fuck," Richie muttered, before getting louder, "Fucking christ this sucks the rot Eds! First Bev, now you" He kicked angrily at a rock that was in their pathway, watching as it sunk into the snow, "Maybe no one will take it," he added quickly. His mind coming up with a million reasons on why and how this move was not going to happen, "I mean, who in their right mind would move to this shit-hole anyway".

At first, Eddie didn't say anything. He didn't even object to his hated nickname. But then Eddie had stopped walking, which in turn caused Richie too as well. Eddie looked nervous, his eyes darting everywhere except at Richie, "She already sold it," he mumbled softly, twiddling with the zipper on his jacket, "We leave for New York right after school ends..."

Richie was dumbfounded, "Are you fucking serious?! That's only like...four months from now". This was all happening way to fast. He had been to Eddie's house nearly everyday the past few months. Not once did he see a for sale sign or any other indication that Sonia had been trying to sell, "I guess property value goes up when the child eating clown gets killed! Who the fuck knew!" It had been several months since the defeat of Pennywise and nearly as long since they lost Beverly to Portland. The once seven members would soon be down to five.

Eddie had always knew his future laid outside Derry. After all the shit he had been through in Derry, he knew he couldn't stay here for the rest of his life. It was being separated from his friends that was going to be the hard part. He thought he had three years till they would all go off to college. Now he would have to start high school all over again at a new school... with no friends. Eddie shook his head, "She sold it pretty quickly. I didn't know until she had already done it".

"I can't believe we had to spend our last summer together nearly getting eaten by that shape shifting fuckface," Richie said angrily, "What's so great about New York anyway?"

The smaller boy was looking a little green, "My mom's sister lives there. She's got cancer and mom wants to be closer to her. We're the only family she's got," Eddie sighed, "Plus what had happened this summer".

Sonia Kaspbrak had always disliked his friends, that was abundantly clear. After his arm accident on Neibolt, she had sworn that he would never be allowed around them. Hell, if she had had it her way, he probably would have never left the house unless it was to pick up his medicine. Oddly enough it had been Gretta who had freed him from his mother's lies. After he confronted his mother about his medication, it had been a whirlwind. The night he had returned after the defeat of Pennywise had been particularly rough. Unsurprisingly, she had freaked out when he had come home covered in filth and shit. After he had taken a shower and convinced his mother he was physically alright, they had continued their talk from earlier that day. She had once again denied making up his illnesses and was quick to blame his friends for his problems. Eddie had been firm. It took a lot of convincing, and mild threats that he'd never speak to her again, for her to back down. Their relationship was far from perfect, but he had hoped this would set them in the right direction. Although, there was no convincing his mother to at least hold out till he graduated. The house was sold. There was no going back now.

"And the others? Do they know?"

Eddie shook his head, "No. I-I want to but..." he was shaking a little now. His left hand was deep in his coat pocket, digging, "I was thinking maybe tomorrow bu-but,"

Richie stared at the inhaler which Eddie had removed from his pocket. He frowned, "I thought you got rid of that thing," Richie grabbed it, much to Eddie's protest. He shook it and sprayed, holding it out of Eddie's reach, "Gazebos remember?"

"Yeah I know just..." and Eddie continued in his attempt to grab the inhaler, "Stop you're wasting it!"

"You don't need this stuff," Richie said firmly. He had stopped spraying but still help it above Eddie's head, "Not anymore,"

The inhaler had sat on the nightstand in his room since the day they defeated Pennywise. Eddie hadn't thought he would ever need to use it, not since the confrontation with his mother. The day she had revealed they would be moving, he had felt drawn to use it. He had lasted about a week, before he had slipped it on his coat early this morning. It had sat there all day. As soon as he had announced the move, he could feel it weighing down in his pocket. Eddie knew Richie was right. He didn't need it. But there was still a part of him missed the comfort the inhaler once gave him. He stopped reaching, "Fine I wont use it,". Richie didn't look to convinced, "I wont", he insisted again, "Just give it back. Please". At first, Eddie wasn't sure Richie would. But after a beat, Richie had capped it and placed it in Eddie's open hand.

"Fine," Richie said shortly. He watched as Eddie hesitated, before it was slipped back in his coat.

They continued to walk for another two blocks. Neither of them spoke until they had reached Eddie's house. There was no car in the driveway indicating Sonia was still at work. The two stood in silence, as if waiting for the other to speak first. The person ended up being Eddie. He was shifting back and forth in his spot, his bottom lip quivering, "Remember what Stan asked in the club house awhile back?" he began, once again refusing to meet Richie's eyes, "He asked if we'd all remain friends....if we'd still remember each other"

"No way I could forget that ugly mug of yours".

Eddie's eye twitched, but he once again ignored the jest, "We'll still be friends right?"

Forget the losers? Forget Eddie? Richie wasn't sure it was possible to forget them. They weren't just his friends, they were family. The thought of losing touch with any of them was scary to Richie. And he could tell Eddie had similar feelings. But after all they had been through, they were worth fighting for. Richie had to believe their friendship could withstand distance.

"Forever," Richie said, trying to sound as confident as he could. Eddie nodded but the worried look on his face stayed the same. Richie gripped Eddie's arm, "I mean it Eddie. Derry, New York, wherever. You'll never be able to get rid of me," he said teasingly. He let go of Eddie's arm before adding, "No way I'm letting any of you guys go," and for a moment, Richie could feel a twinge of pain on his hand where Bill had sliced it.

"Forever," Eddie echoed back.

Richie could see Eddie was relaxing a bit. He nodded "We'll make sure to do everything," he promised. As he gazed at Eddie's house, he felt a bit uneasy. The thought that by this time next year, some other people would be living there crossed his mind. He pushed those thoughts away, putting on his best smile, "We'll see ever movie the Aladdin has to offer, the arcade, sleepovers with the other guys, panty raids, finally getting someone to touch your dick beside your right ha-"

"Bee-beep, asshole," Eddie interrupted, shoving Richie lightly. He tried to sound annoyed but Richie could tell he was trying not to smile.

"I'm serious spaghetti man! Make me a list of all the stuff you wanna do and we'll do it," Richie was already coming up with a million other ideas, "And...and I can visit New York,". Fuck his parents better let him. Even if he had to do extra chores all year. Hell, he'd hitchhike to New York if he'd have to. Although, he'd probably have more of a problem convincing Eddie's mom.

For the first time of the afternoon, Eddie smiled, "Thanks Richie,". He then made to turn towards the path that led to his house. But suddenly, Eddie stopped himself. He turned back, slamming his body into Richie's and wrapping his arms tightly around him. The hug had took him by surprise, though definitely not unwanted, causing Richie to fumble back a few steps. Then sudden warmth had brought a tint of red to his cheeks and caused his glasses to began to fog up. When he got his bearings, Richie returned the hug. After what seemed like forever, Eddie finally pulled away and headed up to the house.

Before Eddie made it inside, Richie called out to him, "Give your mom a kiss for me!"

He watched as his friend paused at the door. Not bothering to turn around, Eddie slipped Richie the finger. Richie laughed and watched as Eddie went inside.

No way I'm letting you go...

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CBWA Super Estrella Ep. 6

Ladies and gentlemen welcome to another exciting episode of Super Estrella here on Univision.

I’m Jimmy Ross alongside Gordon Solie and Solie. 

We have a great card tonight before we head to the Great Bogota Bash this Sunday.

That’s right Jimmy, tonight we will give you an update on the condition of the CBWA Intercontinental Champion Hot Stuff Eddie Gilbert.

Also in action CBWA Hall of Famer Steve Ryder, plus we are hearing rumors that the boss Mr. John Schneider has a big announcement concerning the Main Event at The Great Bogota Bash between Roberto Gibson and the CBWA World Heavyweight Champion Goldberg.

Also more names will be announced throughout the show tonight for the big battle royal that will also take place at The Great Bogota Bash where the winner will receive a title shot in the main event at the biggest show of the year Drug Wars 5.

Also in action we will see the in ring return of Ox Baker.

BS Service member Blaster Lashley will be in action as well as he will be in a handicap match.

I hope they pay those poor guys well and the fans have asked for it and we will deliver tonight a returning CBWA Hall Famer will be here tonight.

That’s right all that and so much more as we take you to the ring and the Fink.

Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 10 minute time limit, currently in the ring weighing at 228lbs The Bogota Brawler and his opponent accompanied to the ring by Councilman Tom Zenk, weighing at 329lbs here is Big Bubba Bogota.

  Bubba looks to be in great shape there Gordon as it looks like the Z man’s workout routine is working as the bell rings and we are under way. Bubba with a cheap poke to the eye as the Brawler can’t see in runs into a vicious mafia kick, I can’t believe this man, it’s all but over now as Bubba swings Brawler into the ropes and nails him with a Bubba slam, 1,2,3, Bubba with a big win as we look at the slam of night Gordon.

WINNER: BIG BUBBA BOGOTA

As you can see The Bogota Brawler was not expecting the finger poke to the eye and it was all but over after that as Bubba hits the big Bubba slam and that is your slam of the night as we now take you to Kenny at our interview table with the number one contenders City Hall.

Thank you Gordon, City Hall come on in here, very impressive tonight as you guys get ready to face the CBWA Tag Team Champions Roberto Gibson and Auzztin, your thoughts going into The Great Bogota Bash?

Kenny, The Mayor has declared Sunday - City Hall Day in Bogota. That’s the day when we get to claim what is rightfully ours.

The Z-Man and myself are ready to take what is rightfully ours and Gibson your receipt is coming and pal I have a lot of them saved up waiting to be cashed on, well Bob you shouldn’t worry about Goldberg you should worry about this foot up your ass.

Now before you guys leave I would like to go back to last week when you reference some “associates” care to clear up the air?

Interview over chump!

Well guys it looks like City Hall is in ready for The Great Bogota Bash but what about the champs, I’m going to try to get an interview with them later on and report back to you guys.

Thank you Kenny we’ll definitely keep our ears open for that, well I’m being told, The BS Service is heading out here. 

It looks as though that is the case, stay tuned folks this should get interested.

And welcome back folks to CBWA Super Estrella and almost right on Que here comes The BS Service and Mr. John Schneider.

Last week if you remember folks the contract signing got a bit out of hand to put it lightly and Mr. Schneider did not look very happy as Gibson, Goldberg and AuZZtin held off The BS Service.

Mr. Schneider now has the mic in his hand.

We are officially on the road to The Great Bogota Bash and I can’t wait, I guarantee you this will be the worse night of Roberto Gibson’s life and if you think for a second that you are getting the night off tonight you’re wrong pal, because in this very ring tonight it will be the tag champions of Gibson and AuZZtin against BS Service members, The CBWA South American Champion The Miz and The Tribal Chief Raman Reigns.

Now as a favor to City Hall the Tag Team Titles are not on the line.

Now as far as your big night ahead of you at The Great Bogota Bash Mr. Gibson, I wanna make sure you lose fairly so I have let our head referee Nicholas Patrick, that he will not be the referee in your match against Goldberg. I personally have appointed a special guest referee for the main event and let me introduce him now.

Well Gordon, this is huge who could this be as Mr. Schneider is directing the entrance ramp.

Whoever it is Jimmy, he has to be huge, as we all know Mr. Schneider has deep pockets.

Well Gordon no one is coming out maybe Roberto found out who it is and took him out?

Bolin what the hell is going on? I thought you said he is here?

I did Mr. Schneider let me go back there and get him.

You know what, I’ll  go back there with you and confront this son of a bitch for making us look like a fool, everybody just stay right here we’ll be right back.

Well this is the damndest thing I’ve ever seen Gordon who could be the special referee for the Championship match? 

I don’t know Jimmy but whoever it is they are not off to a great relationship with the boss

Well here they come back looking baffled, I can’t wait to hear this explanation -- we’ll be right back folks. 

And welcome back folks, I believe we are ready for the official announcement - here’s the boss.

 Well it seems to be a little mix up here but it’s all fixed now, ladies and gentleman please look up at the big screen -- the special guest referee………..is me. 

Well son of a bitch, he tricked us the entire time and Gordon, he has on a damn referee shirt on for crying out loud…

Roberto’s chances have just gone to zero after this shocker Jimmy, Folks, we need to take another quick break and we’ll be right back, my God, what a night - and we’re just getting started. 

And welcome back to Super Estrella

If you are just joining us Mr. John Schneider just dropped a bombshell and has appointed himself as the special guest referee for the CBWA Championship Match at The Great Bogota Bash between the champion Goldberg and Roberto Gibson.

On top of all that, Gibson and AuZZtin will go against The Miz and Reigns tonight. Gibson is on the highway to hell if you ask me as we now take it to Kenny who is with the tag champs, Kenny.

Thanks Gordon.

Roberto you heard what Mr. Schneider said…

Let me stop you right there Kenny, first off his name is John, not Mr. Schneider, so I heard what John said and it doesn’t surprise me, he’s had it in for me from the start, so John stack all the cards against me, I don’t give a damn because at The Great Bogota Bash you will fall at your feet and your worst nightmare will come true. And for the 6th time, the CBWA World Heavyweight Champion.

As far as your hand pick number one contender, that Samoan Bitch boy, tonight I will give you just a little taste of what it’s going to be like at Wrestle Rock at Sea 4 -- the PPV that I own the rights too, did you know that Kenneth -- that’s my damn show. 

And let me say something Kenny, as far as that little bastard The Miz goes, Miz I want you to shine that South American title up real nice but most importantly shine those lips up because by this time next week after I kick your ass you will be kissing my ass.

You heard the hall of famer, back to you guys.

 Thank you Kenny, it looks like Roberto is not one bit phased over Mr. Schneider’s decision, as we now take you up to the Fink

The next contest is scheduled for one fall with a 10 minute time limit, currently in the ring weighing in a 427LBS, here is The Colombian Booger.

His opponent weighing in at 257LBS,  CBWA Hall of Famer Steve POWERHOUSE Ryder

Ryder is looking jacked Gordon as he is going against the Booger man. Baston looks like he gained another 10LBS just standing there JR.

You may be right on that one Gordon as the bell rings and Ryder charges Booger with a Ryder line, the big man is reeling, Ryder goes off the ropes and nails him again with a Ryder line and Booger goes down, no way Gordon he is signaling for the PileRyder.

There is no way he can get him up JR.

Well Ryder is going for it and my god he has him up. This is very impressive JR

And down goes Booger good god what strength this man has, 1,2,3 ring that bell.

What a very impressive victory for Ryder as we take you now to Kenny at the interview desk.

Thank you Jimmy, Steve Ryder come on in a very dominant victory tonight.

Shut it Kenny, that was just a taste of what the genetic freak can do and last week those pansy boys AJ and Dragon declared themselves in the battle royal, well I did the math and the stats are in favor of Steve Ryder and I’m throwing my name in the hat in the Battle Royal and Main Eventing Drugs Wars 5.

I’m coming to get back my CBWA World Heavyweight title and all my freaks in the sheets will be riding the Ryder train all night long and Kenny after it’s all said and done I’ll even let you sniff my fingers…

Well there you have it and to be honest I have a new favorite to win the battle royal, back to you guys.

I bet you do Kenny, well there you have it Steve Ryder is now in the Battle Royal at The Great Bogota Bash.

Speaking of The Great Bogota Bash The CBWA Intercontinental Championship will be on the line in a 2 out of 3 falls match between the challenger Foot Von Erich and the champion Hot Stuff Eddie Gilbert.

Now this rivalry turned personal last week while during his match with Harry Borwitz Foot Von Erich came down to ringside and got into it with the champ which resulted in a apparent knee injury to Hot Stuff, now Gordon we now have an update for the CBWA fans out there on the champion, following Super Estrella last week, Hot Stuff went to the local hospital in Bogota and the MRI resulted in a torn ACL but we are told the champion will be ready for his title defense at the Bash we shall see as we take you to the Fink

The following contest scheduled for one fall with a 10 minute time limit, currently in the ring weighing in at 234LBS, Jim Neidhart and his opponent weighing in at 256LBS here is Ox Baker

Well Ox is back in the ring as the bell rings and Ox is all over Kendall my god he is unstoppable and holy crap a devastating heart punch and wait a minute Gordon here’s Boltsy storming the ring and he is all over Ox.

This is going to be a DQ for sure as Nicholas Patrick can’t control these two

Boltsy can not wait for the Death Match at The Great Bogota Bash and here comes the big guy.

The former Heavyweight Champion Frank Converse is separating these two and I don’t think he can control this Gordon.  

Frank sure is giving it his best JR.

My god what is it going to be like at The Bash this Sunday when these two finally get it on in the Death Match -- folks, we’ll be right back. 

Welcome back to CBWA Super Estrella folks glad you can join us here tonight.

This Sunday is The Great Bogota Bash live on Pay Per View, this is going to be one you will not wanna miss as a matter of fact lets run down the card for this spectacular. 

That’s right JR it will be a night to remember as we just saw Boltsy will go one on one with Ox Baker in a Bogota Death Match.

That’s going to be something but this one I’m really looking forward to Gordon. The CBWA Intercontinental Championship in a 2 out of 3 falls it will be Hot Stuff against the challenger Foot Von Erich.

The rivalry continues between Bogota OX and Boltsy when they face off in a Colombian Death Match.

For the CBWA Tag Team Titles it will be City Hall against the champions Gibson and AuZZtin in what will be both men’s first match of the night.

That’s right Gordon because for The CBWA South American Title, it will be a kiss my ass match where the loser has to kiss the winners ass when The Miz defends the title against AuZZtin and the key factor of this match will be the condition of the challenger.

This one is going to be epic a 20 man battle royal to determine the #1 contender and a spot to main event the biggest event of the year Drug Wars 5, we have 3 confirmed names and rumor has it a lot of surprises are going to happen in this match, I can’t wait.

 And I can’t wait for this one Gordon, the main event for the CBWA World Heavyweight Title and we just found out that Mr. Schneider will be the special referee when Roberto Gibson will face the World Heavyweight Champion, the man Goldberg.

If Roberto loses and the odds are stacked against him, he will be Mr. Schneider’s and The BS Service’s personal assistant for 30 days and if he does not comply he is out of the CBWA for life.

Whatever you do folks, I urge you to call your local cable provider, don’t you miss this spectacular that everybody will be talking about, order The Great Bogota Bash this Sunday as we now take you to the ring and the Fink

The following contest set for one fall is a 2 on 1 handicap match, currently in the ring at a total combined weight of 332LBS here are David Arquette and Mario Lopez, SCREAM BY THE BELL.

Their opponent, weighing in on 425LBS. Here is Blaster Lashley.

Boy JR Lashley is huge.

That he is Gordon, he must be sneaking a few bites of those Uber Eats Deliveries.   

We all know that Lopez is a former state champion in amateur wrestling and Arquette is a former WCW champion.

As the bell rings, Lopez and Arquette double dropkick Lashley but it doesn’t effect the big man.

Lopez and Arquette going at a full charge on Lashley and the big man knocks them both with a shoulder takedown both men are down.

Lashley now going for the big splash and my god what a maneuver, this one is over folks, 1,2,3 Lashley with the win.

WINNER: BLASTER LASHLEY 

Very impressive win for Lashley as we take you now to Kenny.

Thanks Gordon, Mr. Bolin, Lashley come on in, with The Great Bogota Bash this Sunday what do you have in store for the Bs Service.

Kenny, my boys are primed and ready for this Sunday, I have been training my boys, Cena is now in peak shape, this man right here Lashley is hungry and ready for battle.

The BS Service will be a part of the Battle Royal and I promise you a member of The BS Service will become the Number 1 contender and go and main event Drug Wars 5 I can promise you that, lets go Lashley!

There you go Mr. Bolin promises a winner in the Battle Royal will be a BS Service member, that remains to be seen back to you guys.

Thank you Kenny and who will be able to get the big man Lashley over the top Gordon? It looks like The BS Service will be represented well in the battle royal this Sunday

You may be right about that one Jimmy.

Well folks coming up next, it’s main event time don’t you dare touch that dial we’ll be right back.

And welcome back to CBWA Super Estrella, its main event time as we take you to the Fink

The following contest scheduled for one fall is a tag team match with tv time remaining, introducing first representing the Bs Service at a total combined weight of……….

Oh wait a minute Gibson and AuZZtin attacking Miz and Reigns from behind.

This is chaotic, Gibson is bringing Reigns to the ring and the bell rings and we are under way in this huge main event, Gibson whips Reigns to the corner now tags in AuZZtin and ZZ is stomping a mudhole in his ass and walking it dry.

WAIT a minute from behind, here comes The Miz, but ZZ see’s him and its ZZ and Miz going at and from behind Reigns with a clothesline, referee has got to get this under control.

Reigns now tags in The Miz, The CBWA South American champion, now that ZZ is down of course he starts showboating.

That’s right Jimmy, The Bogota Miz is full of himself…

Now Miz looks like he is going for the skull crushing finale and ZZ hip blocks him, look at Gibson he is getting this crowd pump, he is ready for the tag, ZZ is so close here its comes, but wait just a damn minute Reigns knocks Roberto off the apron, but look at Gibson he has had enough, oh come on referee Patrick stops Roberto

Meanwhile look at the other corner as Reigns and Miz are double teaming ZZ

Why do I have a feeling Patrick has been bought and only being told to see stuff Gordon.

Gibson is chomping at the bit to get in, the Miz now taunting Roberto and now ZZ with a closeline, both men are down ZZ is crawling for the tag.

Gibson is stretching and..he made the tag and here comes the number one contender and he is on fire Gordon.

Dropkick to The Miz, dropkick on Reigns, looks like he is going for a huricurana but Miz cuts him off and ZZ is back up and is all over The Miz.

My god this is chaotic, I wish you could be here folks to experience this live, wait just a damn minute Reigns has a chair but wait here’s the champ Goldberg.

Goldberg is ready for a spear on Reigns.

Here it comes and….. oh my god Reigns moved and Goldberg speared Gibson.

Reigns with the cover 1,2,3 you gotta be kidding me.

Gibson is holding his ribs in pain. ZZ is now in the ring and would you look at this, ZZ and Goldberg, ZZ is asking what the hell?

I don’t think Goldberg speared Gibson on purpose Gordon.

Definitely not Jimmy. 

Gibson shrugs Goldberg off now and this looks like it’s about to explode.

Gibson and Goldberg are arguing on what exactly happened, boy Gordon this does not look good and wait Gibson just superkicked Goldberg what the hell was that about?

I don’t know what is going on in Gibson’s head Jimmy. I don’t know either but look who’s on the ramp enjoying this, it’s Mr. John Schneider.

Mr. Schneider indeed, folks we are out of time please join us this Sunday at The Great Bogota Bash, don’t miss it this Sunday, goodnight folks we will see you at The Bash!

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Gather ‘round, children, while i hyper-analyze everything in the SECOND IT (2017) trailer

As before, i’ll put this under a READ MORE both to have mercy on your poor souls and in case i need to edit anything later

1. All right, so it opens up with EDIT: Oh, i’m an idiot, shout-out to @final-gurl for pointing this out, but there’s a quick flash of what looks like Stan at his Bar Mitzvah, so i guess the narration is from him and not from Bill as i previously thought. That actually adds extra poignancy to his speech since he is in some ways the one most affected by It. Stan’s Jewish faith is something that isn’t touched on a whole lot in the book, it’s implied that his parents aren’t very strictly orthodox and maybe not even kosher, so it’s nice that they’re giving it more of a prominence in the film.

2. Now intercut with the speech is just various scenes of The Losers being The Losers, they never go swimming in a watering hole in the book either and the rest are just fairly generic walking shots, so it’s hard to analyze anything here, although it is nice to see that this movie is definitely making The Losers the focus and not the clown. We also see Bill and Bev talking a bit I assume when they first become friends, so that’s cool. This appears to be in the daytime at...their school? Maybe? Rather than her first scene hanging out with them after the movies at night right before the sink scene in the book but w/e nitpicking I dunno but either way it’s cool that they show her being added to the group cause she’s the second-to-last inductee to The Losers, the last one being Mike Hanlon. Which brings us tooooo

3. The Apocalyptic Rock Fight and yes that is what Stephen King calls it i’m not just bullshitting this out of my ass is clearly shown in this trailer and it does look way more epic than it did in the 1990 miniseries so i’m very happy about that. It’s not in a gravel pit, it’s down by the stream, but besides that it’s almost exactly like I pictured it from the book, and the shot composition is really good, I can’t fucking believe they got Oldboy’s cinematographer for this movie but I digress. Anyway, it looks to just be Henry and his two besties Belch and Vic rather than the whole gang of dudes he was with in the book, but that makes sense since they really only show up for that one scene and there’d be no reason to include them in the movie and no time to get into their little backstories at all, the audience would just be like “who the fuck are these people”

4. When Stan says “when you’re alone as a kid,” during his speech, it flashes over Ben Hanscom walking with his backpack from behind, like a “victim-being-stalked” shot, so I assume this is when he’s on his way back from the library and he’s followed and attacked by Henry Bowers and His Merry Gang of Pre-Teen Psychopaths (that one i did just bullshit out of my ass), as well as Eddie mysteriously being drawn to 29 Neibolt Street, which i mean i know is obvious and i’ve talked about before but they seem really to bank on that scene a lot like they’re clearly putting a lot of work into it and banking on it being terrifying which i think it should be

5. When Stan says “monsters,” we get a micro-second long flash of several less-than-savory human characters. First up is the couple in the car. I couldn’t tell you off-hand who they’re supposed to be, it could just be a random couple illustrating Its control over the people of Derry, i’m not sure. Next is Henry and His Merry Gang of Pre-Teen Psychopaths, who, probably due to the nature of some of their more disturbing actions, seem to have gotten an age upgrade to just be Henry Bowers and His Merry Gang of Teen Psychopaths. The one with the long black hair we see creepily grinning at Richie is Patrick Hockstetter, who i talked more about in my first trailer breakdown. Then we have the kid in the baseball cap i’m assuming is Henry’s right-hand man Belch, due to his being described as always wearing a cap in the book, then Bowers himself, and then who i assume is Vic. Vic is an interesting character he’s like The Merry Gang of Teen Psychopaths’ token nice member. Not nice, per se, but he’s the one who says i believe it’s either him or Belch cause both are sometimes freaked out by Henry’s behavior, but i BELIEVE Vic is the one who says “Jesus Christ, don’t actually cut him!!” when Henry begins carving his name into Ben Hanscom’s stomach and seems to be on the fence about defecting to the Losers towards the end. I say it’s him cause, once again, i know for a fact long black hair is Patrick and Mr. Mullet is Henry, and Belch is the one always wearing a baseball cap. Anyway, after that, we have based on the location, who i’m assuming is Norbert Keene, the pharmacist who Eddie Kaspbrak gets his asthma medication from. What’s weird about this shot is Norbert Keene isn’t....eeugh well he isn’t exactly nice but he’s not a bad guy, either, he’s the one who ends up telling Eddie basically that he doesn’t have asthma, his medication is a placebo, and his mom has Munchausen by Proxy. Here he’s grinning like a right sleazeball fucking paedophile so maybe he got an adaptational villainy upgrade? Or maybe they just deliberately picked a creepy shot. Who knows

6. Quick shot of the Losers investigating what i assume is 29 Neibolt Street, and then them all biking towards something. Probably 29 Neibolt Street as well, since Mike appears to have....some kind of gun? Now they do attack it with a gun at 29 Neibolt Street in the book, but it’s just Richie and Bill that go there, and it’s Bill’s Dad’s gun (guess how much good that does). What Mike’s carrying looks like some kind of zip gun? And if the silver canisters he’s wearing a bandolier of are supposed to be its ammunition i frankly have no idea what the fuck it is. EDIT: @final-gurl also pointed out it looks like it may be a flare gun.Due to time constraints they may have merged the scene where Richie and Bill attack it with a gun and the final confrontation with it in that house where Bev shoots it with a slingshot, but that doesn’t explain why the gun is now Mike’s or why it’s now a probably flare gun

7. This next bit is AMAZING okay so i don’t remember a scene like this ever happening from the books but this appears to be the big sewer entrance in the Barrens where they go in before the final confrontation, so like the entrance to Its lair, basically. Now even though this doesn’t look to be that or any scene from the book per se, it does give a really good sense of the characters. Bill is determined and all business, all about killing this motherfucker that killed his brother (he also doesn’t talk much, presumably to hide his stutter as they did during the first trailer), Stan Uris is Stan is kind of the Agent Scully of the Losers, he’s the last to accept anything supernatural, he’s the least able to deal with the truth, he’s the most anal-retentive and fact-oriented, and in general the most “adult” of the Losers. He’s also quiet and withdrawn. This is all sort of implied to be why he committed suicide oh spoilers in 1985 rather than go back to face It with his friends, because his mind just isn’t the kind that can deal with things like eldritch abominations. I mean he grew up to be an accountant for God’s sake. Anyway, Richie “Trashmouth” Tozier does fucking horrible impressions and accents, is infamous for them in fact, and it often gets him in trouble with the bullies. This looks to be his “Pancho Villa” voice he’s doing here, which is frequent throughout the books. He’s also the snarkiest. Eddie is a hypochondriac, mainly due to his incredibly overbearing and emotionally abusive mother. All this is very nicely demonstrated in what i think is the best indication of their characters we’ve gotten so far. Betty Ripsom, the girl they mention, we never see her death, but for some reason Pennywise is particularly fond of using her voice to taunt other victims from the drain, notably Bev in the sink scene and Betty’s parents in another unrelated scene

8. The two really quick flashes appear to be Bill in 29 Neibolt Street which we’ve also seen a lot and then also Stan Uris completely in the dark looking terrified of something so i assume that that’s when he gets locked in the Standpipe with It in the form of the children who drowned in it. That’s a really great scene, too and i’m happy that it looks like they’re adapting it because that’s the only thing really i could think of that this could be from

9. Pennywise taunting Eddie from 29 Neibolt Street. Since Eddie’s already been running away and is looking back over his shoulder, and turning into a clown and presenting balloons to his victim is usually something he’s done after he’s already terrified someone and they’ve run away. So this is probably he’s been the Leper chasing Eddie and Eddie has just gotten away. Pennywise and his balloons look weird and out of place in the shot special-effects wise, which i talked about a little bit more in my other post but yeah makes sense from a plot point of view.

Anyway, that’s it for now thanks @dirt-goddess for saying you love it when i nerd out you’re like literally the only one lmao and once again shout-out to @final-gurl for the corrections