#denbrough f

[hybridtheories]

guess whats back. back again

[leighbaylee]

I JUST READ YOUR BEN'S BUNKER FIC AND IT WAS SO YUMMY! I'm not sure if it's your writing style or the way the Reader was depicted but I'm in love!! I haven't explored your blog for requesting rules or anything yet, but I'd love if you would write something similar to that fic for the losers! \(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)/

— QUARRY PARADISE

written by mina leigh ୨ৎ , the losers 𝔁 f! reader | wc 2700

summary. it was the hottest derry, maine has been. after a quick trip for ice cream, you convince the losers to take a small dip in the quarry. you all meet up later that day prepared and bike the way there, ready to feel the refreshing water coating your skin.

labels. girly girl reader, happy go lucky, sweet & shy reader, hyper feminine reader, no definite description of reader, reader goes by y/n, she/her pronouns, closest with richie toizer & eddie kaspbrak.

warnings. possible language, mentions of fear/anxiety, minor physical teasing (all in good fun).

‧₊˚ ୨୧ mina speaks. i’m so happy you enjoyed it! i really didn’t think it would appeal to anyone but i really appreciate it babes! lots of love, this one - shot goes specifically to you. ♡

the sun was relentless, beating down on derry like it was trying to burn the small town into nothing. the ice cream in your hand had already melted half down your wrist, and you watched as the losers struggled to finish theirs before it became a complete disaster.

you couldn’t help but laugh as richie dramatically groaned, holding out his cone. ❝ i swear, if this thing gets any messier, i’m throwing it in the trash. ❞

❝ you wouldn’t dare, ❞ you teased, knowing full well richie would probably shove it in someone’s face before wasting it.

you sat on the curb of the ice cream shop, legs tucked beneath you as you felt the heat radiate off the sidewalk. derry wasn’t usually this hot, but today was different, and your friends were all trying to keep cool with their sticky, melting treats.

eddie sat beside you, carefully licking at his cone like it was a mission he had to complete without any error. his eyes darted over to richie. ❝ you do realize you’re supposed to eat it, right? not just complain about it? ❞

richie grinned, messy and smug. ❝ oh, eds, you know me so well. ❞

you wiped the drips of ice cream from your wrist, turning to look at the group. ❝ it’s too hot to sit here, ❞ you sighed, squinting against the sunlight. ❝ we should do something fun. ❞

stan raised an eyebrow, always the practical one. ❝ like what? the pool’s too crowded. ❞

you huffed.

❝ the quarry, ❞ you suggested, the idea hitting you like a breath of fresh air. ❝ it’s perfect! we can cool off, and it won’t be packed with people like the pool. ❞

there was a brief silence as everyone considered it. bill was the first to nod, his face already flushed from the heat. ❝ sounds good to m-m-me, ❞ he agreed, looking around to gauge the others.

you squealed, kissing his cheek all in good fun. ❝ thank you, thank you, thank you bill! i knew you would agree. ❞

he smilled softy placing his hand where your lips touched his face gently.

ben smiled softly, wiping sweat from his forehead. ❝ yeah, i’m in. we just have to be careful. ❞

❝ oh, come on, ben, ❞ richie groaned. ❝ it’s not like we’re jumping off cliffs. we’re just gonna swim. ❞

❝ actually, that’s exactly what the quarry is, ❞ eddie corrected, looking mildly horrified at the thought of jumping into the water.

you nudged him lightly with your elbow. ❝ it’ll be fun, eddie. we’ll just float around in the water, i promise. ❞

❝ if they do end up doing so, i’ll just accompany you regardless! ❞

he sighed, but there was a tiny smile tugging at the corners of his lips. ❝ fine, but if i get an infection, i’m blaming you. ❞

you laughed, standing up and dusting off your shorts. ❝ deal. let’s meet back up later. we can bike there together. ❞

later that day, you found yourself biking down the familiar path to the quarry, the warm air rushing past as you pedaled alongside your friends. richie rode beside you, tossing out jokes every few seconds, his glasses slipping down his nose as the wind whipped through his hair.

❝ so, y/n, ❞ he said, leaning closer with a smirk, ❝ if eddie starts panicking, you’re on distraction duty. ❞

he didn’t have to tell you twice.

you grinned, swerving playfully to avoid a rock in the path. ❝ oh, don’t worry. i’ve got it covered. ❞

you arrived at the quarry, parking your bikes in the usual spot. the shimmering water below looked so inviting, and the heat of the day made the idea of jumping in even more appealing. you quickly peeled off your shoes, giggling as the others did the same, some more enthusiastically than others.

you were sporting a cute red gingham ruffled swimsuit underneath a pair of old jean shorts.

eddie lingered by the edge, eyeing the water nervously. ❝ this … looks a lot higher than i remember. ❞

richie rolled his eyes, already halfway to the ledge. ❝ that’s because you’re standing up here like a loser. come on, eddie, don’t be a wuss. ❞

you shot richie a quick look, gently tugging eddie toward the water. ❝ ignore him. he’s just showing off. we’ll take it slow, alright? ❞

eddie nodded, still not convinced, but trusting you enough to step closer.

ben, stan, and bill were already easing into the water from a lower point, avoiding the jump. you followed suit, dipping your toes in and shivering as the coolness spread up your legs. it was freezing at first, but the relief was immediate, making you sigh in contentment.

❝ oh my god, this feels amazing, ❞ you murmured, wading in deeper.

eddie, with your help, finally stepped in, wincing as the cold water hit his skin. ❝ it’s so cold! ❞

❝ don’t worry eds, you’ll get used to it, ❞ you assured him, giving him a small splash. ❝ just float, and you’ll forget all about it. ❞

as soon as everyone was in the water, it turned into a game of splashes and laughter. richie, of course, was the loudest, egging everyone on as he swam circles around you and eddie, trying to start a splash war.

❝ you guys are no fun, ❞ he teased, pushing his glasses up as he slicked back his hair.

you giggled, splashing him lightly. ❝ maybe we just don’t want to get our hair wet, ❞ you shot back playfully.

richie scoffed, clutching his chest dramatically. ❝ y/n, you wound me. ❞

the rest of the afternoon passed in easy joy, the cool water providing the perfect escape from the oppressive heat. you floated on your back at one point, letting the sun warm your face while the water kept the rest of you cool. you could hear the others splashing and joking around nearby, the sound of your friends’ voices mixing with the soft ripple of the quarry.

eddie floated beside you, eyes closed and content. ❝ thanks for making me come. ❞ he said quietly, barely audible over the splashes.

you smiled softly, turning your head toward him. ❝ anytime, eds. ❞

as the sun began to dip lower in the sky, you all reluctantly made your way out of the water, the air now feeling cool against your wet skin. you wrapped yourself in the towel you’d brought, sitting on the rocks to dry off as the others did the same.

richie flopped down beside you, shaking his wet hair like a dog. ❝ so, y/n, think you could survive a summer in derry without us? ❞

you glanced over at him, grinning. ❝ not a chance. ❞

you reached for beverly’s hand, accepting your touch of affection returned the favor and giggled along with you.

to turned to the losers and furrowed your eyebrows and smiled a bit as a small amount of heat rushed through your face. flustered.

❝ thanks for coming with me guys, i love you all so much. ❞

© MINA LEIGH 2023 - 2024

[babybenn]

Okay guys, I need to share my FAVORITE fanfiction of all time.

So, we all know that James McCavoy played Charles Xavier and Bill Denbrough (It). Well, imagine if the two characters were actually the same person ?

We go through the X-Men movies with Charles not remembering anything about Derry, and then, BAM he receives the call from Mike, telling him to come back to take care of Pennywise.

(And I love the fact that Charles is actually his middle name but he refuses to go by it)

Cherry on top ? It’s a Cherik fic with Moira being the best of friends (and a f*cking badass) 🤭

I’ve probably read it like 3 times since August and it is still my favorite fic ever !

Anyways, I don’t gatekeep, have fun !

[wallowslistener]

w h o i w r i t e f o r

✦ CRIMINIAL MINDS ;

spencer reid, aaron hotchner, derek morgan, jennifer jareau, elle greenaway, & emily prentiss.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES ;

damon salvatore, stefan salvatore, caroline forbes, klaus mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, & bonnie bennett.

EUPHORIA ;

elliot, fezco, rue bennett, & lexi howard.

I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS ;

stanley barber, sydney novak, & dina bryant.

STRANGER THINGS ;

max mayfield, robin buckley, lucas sinclair, mike wheeler, eleven, steve harrington, nancy wheeler, & jonathan byers.

IT ;

bill denbrough, richie tozier, beverly marsh, & stanley uris.

GILMORE GIRLS ;

jess mariano & tristan dugray.

OUTER BANKS ;

jj maybank, john b, pope heyward, sarah cameron, rafe cameron, & kiara carrera.

[wolftozier]

okay, my five musical ituals.

disclaimer: these quotes are both a) my personal favs and b) what would fit in the poll options. a lotta quotes had to go bc of b.

if you haven't watched the it musical, you should check it out! here's where i got all the quotes!

[reddie-ao3feed]

Inhalers and Glasses

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/irsuCjY by edsspaghedsloser It's Autumn 1992, Richie and Eddie both are on the verge of complete breakdowns - and decide to deal with it together (totally as super awesome best friends, in Eddie's opinion) Bill and Bev are having relationship problems, much to Ben's happiness. Stanley wants a girlfriend and decides to just go for it. Mike is dealing with everyone's shit. Words: 4131, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Bill Denbrough, Stanley Uris, Ben Hanscom, Beverly Marsh, Mike Hanlon, Patrick Hockstetter, Reginald "Belch" Huggins, Victor Criss, Myra Kaspbrak, Greta Bowie | Gretta Keene, Patricia Blum Uris, Sally Mueller, Audra Phillips, Georgie Denbrough, Richie Tozier's Parents, Maggie Tozier, Wentworth Tozier, Sonia Kaspbrak, Don Hagarty, Adrian Mellon, mentioned minor characters Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Bill Denbrough/Stanley Uris, Eventual Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh - Relationship, Patricia Blum Uris/Stanley Uris Additional Tags: Richie Tozier is a Little Shit, Richie Tozier is a Mess, Richie Tozier is a Good Friend, Gay Richie Tozier, Richie tozier discovers he's gay, Eddie Kaspbrak is a Mess, Eddie kaspbrak is sassy, Oblivious Eddie Kaspbrak, Eddie Kaspbrak is a Little Shit, Bill Denbrough is a Good Friend, Ben Hanscom Loves Beverly Marsh, Beverly Marsh Knows Everything, Beverly Marsh is a Good Friend, Mike Hanlon Needs a Hug, 1990s, pennywise does not exist, references to 80s and 90s pop culture, Sonia Kaspbrak's A+ Parenting read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/irsuCjY

[darkcrowprincess]

Poly losers club: Bill finally standing up to his dad for his real family the losers.

*if you want to picture how angry Bill is, and how the losers calm him down. Watch this YouTube video. James Mcacovy is brilliant here. I love picture young adult Bill getting angry like this*

Bill finally standing up to his father for everything. He stands in front of the other losers. Not afraid. He's faced scarier things. His dad is nothing.

Bill: Y-you don't get to ju-udge m-my choices. You don't get to judge them!

Bill gestures to the other losers behind him, they all stare at Bill in wonder, awe, and also how hot he is. But also worry for him because they never seen him this angry(not since Bill and Richie's fight) , and at his father no less.

Mr Denbrough, his tone judgmental(Mrs Denbrough standing behind him, nervous but silent): Bill this isn't normal! Having this close a bond with your friends isn't normal. I'm just concerned.

Bill eyes go cold: C-concerned! Yo-ou haven't gave a shit about me in f-fucking years! Not since Georgie died!

Mr Denbrough fully angry now: Do not talk to me that way young man! Now you listen-!

Bill snaps and pushes his father back away from him, hard. Causing the other losers to gasp.

Bill: NO YOU LISTEN! You were never there for me when Georgie died! We never talked about it! *Bill starting to tear up, but still angry.* You never talk about him. You just want to forget. Just like everyone else in this town.

Mr Denbrough starts to tear up but still angry. So has Mrs Denbrough. But she still says nothing.

Mr Denbrough: Bill!

Bill interrupts his father. He doesn't care anymore: Y-you have no idea w-what I've b-been through. *points to the other losers*. What we've been through. They're t-the only ones who have b-been there for m-me. The only ones! So to me they're my family! YOU DON'T GET JUDGE MY FAMILY!

Bill: And I dont have to stand here and hear it.

Bill turns around to leave with the other losers, who all started piling into Richies car when Bill turns around.

Mr Denbrough moves forward and stops Bill from leaving. He grabs his arm hard and hurting without realizing it. He's too deep in his anger. Bill freezes at the touch. Cold stone still.

Mr Denbrough to angry to care what he says: So you're just going to leave with these freaks? We know all about what you kids get up to! You know how much the town talks about the disgusting things you-

Bill doesn't let him finish, red fills his vision. Quick as a flash he turns around and punches his dad in the face. Breaking his nose. His dad curses, falls on his ass and holds his bleeding nose. Mrs Denbrough screams in shock.

Bill makes a move to jump on him(angry undesirable words of protective fury spilling out of his mouth)and continue hitting his father, but several different arms grab a hold of him to stop him. Bill doesn't hear what any of the other losers are saying. He just hears a high pitched rining in his ears and red in his vision. His blood burning hot. What finally calms him down is the sight of Mike standing in front him.

Mike cups his cheek gently and smiles, though theres worry in his eyes: Hey Big Bill. Hey. Calm down, look at me ok. It's alright. It's alright.

Bill starts to calm down. Breathing slow soft breaths. He keeps his eyes on Mike. Several of the other losers are hugging him.

Mike smiles, than kisses Bill soft on the mouth( kisses him in front his parents, where all of Derry and god can see. Being brave and not caring). Bill kisses him back softly. He feels his anger seep out of him. Finally calming down.

Mike moves away from the kiss, than leans his forehead against Bills: We are going to leave now ok? Ok Big Bill?

Bill nods, than he feels others move away from the group hug. Ben boldly hugs him around the middle, picks him up like he weighs nothing. All but drags him to Richies van. Bill doesn't look back.

Mr Denbrough and Mrs Denbrough: BILL! COME BACK HERE!

Ben brings him into the back of the van where Beverly sits, gets Ben to lean him on her lap(she runs fingers throughhis hair to keep him calm and comfort him). Stan's up front with Richie whos driving. Mike and Eddie both get into the back behind them.

Richie starting the car, lets him moter mouth run: Nice seeing you again Mr And Mrs Denbrough. You better get that nose checked Bill's punches hurt like a bitch. Though I never had any personal experience with that.

Stan in front with Richie, who puts a hand on his shaking wrist: Beep Beep Richie. Just drive ok.

Richie does. Driving the car away. All the losers hear one last angry cry of Bills name. But Bill doesn't turn back to look. No one does.

[canislupus-exe]

In Your Corner | bill denbrough

>>gif credit to @/beenchillin on tumblr<<

fandom | IT: Chapter One

character | Bill Denbrough

reader | (disabled) they/them (she ver.)(he ver.)

requested | anonymous

warnings | cursing, ableism

word count | 1,131

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

summary | Hi! Could I request a Bill Denbrough x disabled!reader? Where Richie compares (y/n) to a bike and tries to ride their wheelchair while (y/n) is still in it- and bill tells him to fuck off? I just think bill would understand 🥺💕

editor | @feliscatus-exe

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You hummed quietly as you pushed against the wheels of your chair. Approaching your best friend’s driveway was the only way you could hang out with him, seeing how inaccessible his front door was. If you thought too hard about it, it didn’t give you the best feeling in the world, so you tried not to.

You saw him sitting on the floor, sketching in his notebook somewhat mindlessly. Upon hearing your quiet hum, he flipped a few pages ahead to a blank one. Looking up at you, he squinted from the sun shining in his eyes but smiled.

“H-Hi (Y/n). You’re the f-first to get here so we can wait for everyone else.” He said, standing up and moving to the couch his dad had put in the garage a few months ago. He realized how much more inclined he was to hang out there now that he was friends with you.

His parents were lovely, but he started to pick up on the sudden stiffness and overall negative feelings you had when they said certain things. About how they were sorry and glad Bill was so kind, which he was. It was one of his greatest qualities, but it was as if they only thought he was your friend because he was so kind.

“That’s alright. What were you drawing?”  You asked casually, backing your chair into the space of the wall that was just the right fit. You remembered when he moved aside a table so he could sit next to you. It was one of the moments that made you feel your heartbeat in your stomach, as he so often did.

“Oh, n-n-nothing. Just practicing shape l-language for objects.” He replied, sitting on the cushions in a way that made it easier to look at you. 

“Really? What are you trying to learn to draw?” You asked. He shrugged.

“Nothing in p-p-particular. I just think it’s a g-good skill to have.” He replies, closing his sketchbook and setting it aside. You smile and nod.

“Do you know when the other Losers plan on joining us?” You asked leaning on the arm of your chair.

“Right now.” A voice called from behind. You looked over your shoulder to the garage entrance, watching Richie, Eddie, and Stan enter. You smiled and waved, which only Stan returned. 

“What are we doing here? You never told us.” Eddie says, sitting on the far end of the couch. You were never sure why, but he always seemed much more tense. You could come up with a few reasons, but they weren’t good ones, and you hoped those weren’t the case.

“J-J-Just a movie night. I made popcorn and st-ocked the drinks.” Bill replied. You begin to self-propel toward the fridge in the far left corner of the room. You looked inside, seeing mostly cokes and water. You opted for the latter.

“Plus, if we run out, we can hop on (Y/n)’s wheelchair. They’re basically a bike.” Richie says with a snicker, placing both his feet on the back of your chair and causing you to become unsteady. You yelp in surprise, immediately swatting him off. You turn your chair to face him, a look of panic on your face.

“What the fuck Richie?” You shout. He raises his eyebrows.

“What?” He asks, lacking a single modicum of self-awareness. You’re so flustered and upset that you find it difficult to articulate your feelings. Bill stands up from the couch, stepping between Richie and yourself.

“Y-You can’t say shit like that Richie!” Bill exclaims, his ears turning red from anger as they always did.

“Why are you guys freaking out?” He asks, raising his arms in exasperation.

“C-Comparing (Y/n) to a bike? You don’t get why that’s f-f-f-fu-fucked up!?” He shouts, finding it harder to speak due to his anger.

“No? It was a good thing. Bikes are cool and they’d be helping us to the store.” He replied. 

“It’s fine Bill. Don’t worry about it…” You mumble, trying to maneuver around him.

“N-no (Y/n) I am w-worried about it,” Bill says, turning to look at you. There was a look in his eyes that made you feel warm and safe. 

“They said don’t worry about it so I think-“

“Fuck off Richie!” Bill yells as he whips his head around to stare at him, not a stutter in his voice. Richie backs away with his hands up in surrender.

“Whatever dude.” He mumbles, sitting next to Eddie on the couch.

You were thankful Bill was so quick to defend you, but the confrontation still made you uneasy and guilty. You wheeled your chair out of the garage and onto the driveway, stopping when you heard Bill coming after you.

“Where are you g-going? Are you ok-kay?” He asks, walking by your side. You sigh and stop wheeling yourself forward. You say nothing at first trying to figure out how to put your thoughts into words. Bill walks in front of you, so he can see you while you talk, a simple gesture but something so thoughtful.

“You’re the only one who treats me… Well, normal… Richie always has something to say, Eddie avoids me like he’s going to catch something and I just… I hate it.” You mutter, folding your hands in your lap. Bill sighs as he crosses his arms.

“I w-wish there was more I could do. I t-t-tell Richie all the time to quit his shit but he-“

“It’s not you Bill. You do more than enough. Sometimes it feels like you’re the only person I have in my corner.” You say, looking up to meet his eyes. He smiles, his eyes holding that same shine that made you feel so warm and safe.

“Y-You know, that’s exactly how I feel.” He replies. You tilt your head in confusion. Bill rubs his neck bashfully before shrugging. 

“You’re the only one who ever t-tells them to stop making fun of my s-st-stutter. Sometimes it feels like y-you’re the only one in my c-corner.” He replies. You smile, a warm glow rushing to your cheeks.

“We can be in each other’s corner.” You reply, giddily grabbing his hand. It takes you a second to realize what you’ve done before pulling back.

“S-Sorry I was just-”

“No! It’s okay!” He grabs your hand again, this time intertwining your fingers. “I l-like being in each other's corner.” 

“Pinky promise?” You ask, holding out your pinky. He chuckles and locks his pinky around yours.

“P-Pinky promise.” He replies.

“Now let’s go watch the m-movie. If Richie says anything else I’ll j-just kick him out.”

“Since when are you Mr. tough guy?” You ask with a giggle.

“S-Since I had to be in someone’s corner. I-it’s a tough job you know.”

[wipbigbang]

WIPBB 2023 - Fic & Art Master List (# - L)

Below is the master list of all the bragging rights/posts that were posted to Tumblr and Dreamwidth, organized alphabetically by fandom from numbers to L. Please go show these people some love for all the hard work they did!

9-1-1

Beyond Appearances: Art (Evan Buckley/Sophia Diaz)

When You Say My Name: Fic | Art Post 1 | Art Post 2 (Evan Buckley/Eddie Diaz)

A Song Of Ice and Fire/Game Of Thrones

Watch the world burn; i set it all alight for you: Fic/Art (Jon Snow/Daenerys Targarean)

Angel: the Series/Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Deep Dark Sky: Fic (Connor/Dawn Summers)

Bungou Stray Dogs

half-time soulmate, full-time problem (so hold me like a grudge): Fic | Art (Nakahara Chuuya/Dazai Osamu)

Chalion Saga/World of the Five Gods

Penric's Last Ride: Fic | Art (Penric, Desdemona, the Bastard)

Criminal Minds

Half Broke Horses: Fic (Art On AO3) (Alex Blake/Emily Prentiss)

DC Comics

Batman

Fatherhood: Fic | Art (Implied Bruce Wayne/Jim Gordon)

right place, wrong time: Fic | Art (Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne)

Batman/Green Arrow

Grains of the Golden Sand: Fic (Dick Grayson/Roy Harper)

DC Comics (Batman)/Prodigal Son

9 Crimes: Fic | Art (Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Malcolm Bright, Gil Arroyo, Jessica Whitly, Jim Gordon, Harvey Bullock, Alfred Pennyworth, The Joker, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson)

Dead Poets Society

Spotlight: Fic (Chris Noel/Ginny Danburry)

Disney

Disney's Descendants

And I won’t lie down, roll over, and die: Fic (Gil/Harry Hook/Uma)

Nothing in this world by myself to protect me: Fic (Jay/Carlos De Vil, Evie/Mal, Evie/Jay, Evie/Carlos de Vil, Evie/Jay/Mal/Carlos de Vil, Ben/Mal, Ben/Jay, Jay/Mal, Mal/Carlos de Vil, Ben/Evie)

Disney Fairies

Death at the Hollow: Fic/Art (Fawn/Nyx)

Encanto

A Single Thread of The Tapestry: Fic | Art (Camilo & Mirabel, Camilo & Mirabel & Mariano, Mirabel & Camilo & Madrigal family)

How do you know what your life is worth: Fic | Art (Camilo & Mirabel, Mirabel & Pepa, Isabela & Pepa, Isabela & Luisa, Luisa & Abuela & Bruno, Bruno & Camilo, Félix & Julieta, Agustín & Dolores, Félix/Pepa, Agustín/Julieta)

Doctor Who/The Picture of Dorian Gray/Torchwood

Passing Through: Art (Dorian Gray/Jack Harkness)

Dracula/Jane Eyre/Sherlock Holmes (ACD Canon)

A Field of Thorns: Fic (Sherlock Holmes/Dracula)

Dragon Age II

Kindling: Fic | Art (Fem!Hawke/Fenris)

Set Yourself On Fire: Fic | Art (Marian & Garrett, Marian & Carver, Marian & Varric, Referenced Fenris/F!Hawke and Anders/M!Hawke)

ER (NBC)

Touch and Go: Fic | Art (Abby Lockhart/Kerry Weaver)

Final Fantasy IV/Final Fantasy VI/Final Fantasy IX/Final Fantasy X

Magical Girl Rydia - Summon the Four Warriors of Light!: Fic On Dreamwidth | Fic On Tumblr (Rydia/Yuna)

Generation Kill

Bradley the Damned: Fic/Art (Brad Colbert/Nate Fick, Walt Hasser/Ray Person)

Good Omens (TV)

The Rain We Thought Would Last Forever and Ever (Remix): Fic (Art On AO3) (Aziraphale/Crowley)

Harry Potter

Black House Will Rock: Art (Hermione Granger/Bellatrix Lestrange)

Repertum: Fic/Art (Harry Potter/Severus Snape)

Harry Potter/CSI/Hocus Pocus

And now you're mine: Fic (Harry Potter/Greg Sanders)

Harry Potter/DC Comics (Batman)

Reflection: Fic/Art (Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Rubeus Hagrid, Original Characters)

It (2017/2019)

faraway look: Fic (Bill Denbrough/Mike Hanlon)

Jak And Daxter

alien lands (overflowing with dust): Fic/Art (Jak/Daxter, Jak/Sig, past Damas/Sig)

The Red Prison: Fic/Art (Errol/Torn, Jak/Ashelin)

Jane Austen/Temeraire (Naomi Novik)

To the Rigor of Service: Fic/Art (Elizabeth Bennet & Charlotte Lucas, pre-Anne Elliot/Frederick Wentworth)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Phantom Origins: Fic | Art (Itadori Yuuji/Yoshino Junpei, Yoshino Junpei & Yoshino Nagi, Fushiguro Megumi & Kugisaki Nobara, Fushiguro Megumi & Kugisaki Nobara & Yoshino Junpei, Iguchi Takeshi & Itadori Yuuji & Sasaki Setsuko)

Knives Out

No Charm Equal: Fic (Benoit Blanc/Marta Cabrera)

Kuroko no Basuke

Three Little Words: Fic (Kasamatsu Yukio/Kise Ryouta)

Last Binding Series (Freya Marske)

The New Blyth Traditions: Fic (Robin Blyth & Maud Blyth, Robin Blyth/Edwin Courcey, Maud Blyth/Violet Debenham)

League of Legends: Arcane

bring me java, bring me joy: Fic | Art (Caitlyn Kiramman/Vi)

Lord of the Rings (Book)

both the sweet and the bitter: Fic On Dreamwidth | Fic On Tumblr (Arwen Undómiel, Elrond Peredhel, Bilbo Baggins, Original Characters)

[nicklloydnow]

“"I was fat and we were poor," Ben Hanscom said. "I remember that now. And I remember that either a girl named Beverly or Stuttering Bill saved my life with a silver dollar. I'm scared almost insane by whatever else I may remember before tonight's over, but how scared I am doesn't matter, because it's going to come anyway. It's all there, like a great big bubble that's growing in my mind. But I'm going, because all I've ever gotten and all I have now is somehow due to what we did then, and you pay for what you get in this world. Maybe that's why God made us kids first and built us close to the ground, because He knows you got to fall down a lot and bleed a lot before you learn that one simple lesson. You pay for what you get, you own what you pay for . . . and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you." (pages 81/82)

"He goes to his advisor with a drop card for Eh-141. His advisor initials it. Bill Denbrough staples the drop card to the assistant fiction editor's congratulatory note and tacks both to the bulletin board on the creative-writing instructor's door. In the corner of the bulletin board he sees an anti-war cartoon. And suddenly, as if moving of its own accord, his fingers pluck his pen from his breast pocket and across the cartoon he writes this: If fiction and politics ever really do become interchangeable, I'm going to kill myself, because I won't know what else to do. You see, politics always change. Stories never do. He pauses, and then, feeling a bit small (but unable to help himself), he adds: I suggest you have a lot to learn.

His drop card comes back to him in the campus mail three days later. The instructor has initialed it. On the space marked GRADE AT TIME OF DROP, the instructor has not given him an incomplete or the low C to which his run of grades at that time would have entitled him; instead, another F is slashed angrily across the grade line. Below it the instructor has written: Do you think money proves anything about anything, Denbrough?

"Well, actually, yes," Bill Denbrough says to his empty apartment, and once more begins to laugh crazily." (page 127)

""I feel like a bird must feel when fall comes and it knows . . . somehow it just knows it has to fly home. It's instinct, babe . . . and I guess I believe instinct's the iron skeleton under all our ideas of free will. Unless you're willing to take the pipe or eat the gun or take a long walk off a short dock, you can't say no to some things. You can't refuse to pick up your option because there is no option. You can't stop it from happening any more than you could stand at home plate with a bat in your hand and let a fastball hit you. I have to go. That promise . . . it's in my mind like a fuh-fishhook." (pages 140/141)

“He wanted to tell them that there were worse things than being frightened. You could be frightened by things like almost having a car hit you while you were riding your bike or, before the Salk vaccine, getting polio. You could be frightened of that crazyman Khrushchev or of drowning if you went out over your head. You could be frightened of all those things and still function.

But those things in the Standpipe . . .

He wanted to tell them that those dead boys who had lurched and shambled their way down the spiral staircase had done something worse than frighten him: they had offended him.

Offended, yes. It was the only word he could think of, and if he used it they would laugh - they liked him, he knew that, and they had accepted him as one of them, but they would still laugh. All the same, there were things that were not supposed to be. They offended any sane person's sense of order, they offended the central idea that God had given the earth a final tilt on its axis so that twilight would only last about twelve minutes at the equator and linger for an hour or more up where the Eskimos built their ice-cube houses, that He had done that and He then had said, in effect: "Okay, if you can figure out the tilt, you can figure out any damn thing you choose. Because even light has weight, and when the note of a trainwhistle suddenly drops it's the Doppler effect and when an airplane breaks the sound barrier that bang isn't the applause of the angels or the fatulence of demons but only air collapsing back into place. I gave you the tilt and then I sat back about halfway up the audicorium to watch the show. I got nothing else to say, except that two and two makes four, the lights in the sky are stars, if there's blood grownups can see it as well as kids, and dead boys stay dead." You can live with fear, I think, Stan would have said if he could. Maybe not forever, but for a long, long time. It's offense you maybe can't live with, because it opens up a crack inside your thinking, and if you look down into it you see there are live things down there, and they have little yellow eyes that don't blink, and there's a stink down in that dark, and after awhile you think maybe there's a whole other universe down there, a universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some of them have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything, he would have told them if he could. Go to your church and listen to your stories about Jesus walking on the water, but if I saw a guy doing that I'd scream and scream and scream. Because it wouldn't look like a miracle to me. It would look like an offense.

Because he could say none of these things, he just reiterated: "Being scared isn't the problem. I just don't want to be involved in something that will land me in the nuthatch."" (pages 429/430)

“We lie best when we lie to ourselves.” (page 439)

“(…) the worst of the beating took place inside, where you were apt to suffer something that might be called interspiritual bleeding.” [page 631]

[ao3feed-byler2]

The Losers & The Party VS The Zombie Apocalypse

by Firestarter2003

"Holy shit you have my face!" exclaimed Richie & Mike looking at one another.

"Great just what this undead world needs are two Richie's it's bad enough that I have to deal with one Richie now I have to deal with two just my fuckin' luck" said Stan sarcastically.

Words: 19, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of The Losers & The Party ABO Verse

Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (2017), Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Bill Denbrough, Stanley Uris, Mike Hanlon, Ben Hanscom, Beverly Marsh, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair, Suzie Bingham, Dustin Henderson, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper

Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Bill Denbrough/Stanley Uris, Mike Hanlon/Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh, Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, Suzie Bingham/Dustin Henderson, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler (One Sided), Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler

Additional Tags: Stenbrough, Reddie, OT3, One-Sided Attraction, Gay Will Byers, Bisexual Eddie Kaspbrak, Gay Richie Tozier, Gay Stanley Uris, Gay Bill Denbrough, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Alternate Universe - Zombie Apocalypse, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Blood and Gore, Blood and Injury, Blood and Violence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Richie Tozier, Omega Eddie Kaspbrak, Alpha Stanley Uris, Omega Bill Denbrough, Alpha Mike Hanlon, Beta Ben Hanscom, Omega Beverly Marsh, Alpha Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Beta Lucas Sinclair, Alpha Dustin Henderson, Omega Suzie Bingham, Omega Will Byers, Alpha Mike Wheeler, Omega Eleven | Jane Hopper, Implied Parent Death, Richie Tozier and Mike Wheeler Are Twins, Pregnant Eddie Kaspbrak, Pregnant Eleven | Jane Hopper, Pregnant Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Pregnant Beverly Marsh, Pregnant Suzie Bingham, Pregnant Bill Denbrough, Mpreg Bill Denbrough, Mpreg Eddie Kaspbrak, Getting Together

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[reddie-ao3feed]

6 Losers and A Werewolf

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EXgSAoq by 5Candy2Wolf9Bear3 All his life, Richie was given Wolfsbane and silver to keep his “monster” weak. That’s what his parents told him. With each moon cycle and with age, it gets harder to keep it in check. Not that he began wanting to. There’s a couple things he’s hiding from The Losers, including him not being human and being in love with his best friend. He struggled, but liked it that way, keeping any touch or reaction from Eddie deep in his chest. Until getting into a fight with Henry Bowers, a full bred monster. His parents had enough after that and without so much as a note or call, The Losers didn’t see him again for 2-years. Richie’s back again, a little different and he planned to keep his secrets, but with Bowers and a few of his friends taking control and invading his area, Richie needs to find out how to keep his “monster” a secret and protect his friends from the people and monsters of Derry. It doesn’t help that distance truly does make the heart grow fonder and he isn’t sure if Eddie is truly looking at him the same way, or if it’s wishful thinking. Words: 5650, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: IT - Stephen King Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Ben Hanscom, Beverly Marsh, Stanley Uris, Mike Hanlon, Richie Tozier's Parents, Sonia Kaspbrak, The Losers Club (IT), Henry Bowers, Bill Denbrough Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh Additional Tags: Werewolf Richie Tozier, human losers, Drama & Romance, Friends to Lovers, Werewolf Turning, Blood and Injury, Secret Crush, Requited Unrequited Love, Fluff and Angst, Werewolf habits, Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier In Love, Richie Tozier Loves Eddie Kaspbrak, Eddie Kaspbrak Loves Richie Tozier, Gay Richie Tozier, Soft Richie Tozier, Soft Eddie Kaspbrak, fiery Bev Marsh, The Losers Club Love Each Other (IT), but platonically, Period-Typical Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Badass Richie Tozier, Protective Richie Tozier, Top Richie Tozier, Bottom Eddie Kaspbrak, Full Moon, Alternate Universe - No Pennywise (IT), Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EXgSAoq

[jagermanshusband]

Hihi! This is a selfship blog ran by @/max-lipschitz!!

The main characters I post about are Wilbur Cross, Max Jägerman, Steve Harrington, and Ted Spankoffski!! :3

Just a warning, there will be suggestive themes since I’m a teenager and it’s funny, but nothing too bad since I’m only 17.

Under the cut are my F/O’s, my me list, and my stances on sharing!! also if my list doesn’t make sense no it doesn’t shhhh

last updated 11/23/24

ROMANTIC

Alex Kralie. Husband, non-sharing, few exceptions.

Ashley Campbell. Girlfriend, non-sharing.

Eddie Kaspbrak. Boyfriend, non-sharing, few exceptions.

Eliza Schuyler. Wife, non-sharing, few exceptions.

Lex Foster. Wife, non-sharing, few exceptions.

Max Jägerman. Husband, non-sharing, few exceptions

Nibbly. Husband, sharing.

Ragatha. Girlfriend, non-sharing unless mutual.

Sayaka Maizono. Girlfriend, sharing.

Stanley Uris. Boyfriend, sharing.

Steve Harrington. Husband, non-sharing.

Steph Lauter. Girlfriend, non-sharing, few exceptions.

Ted Spankoffski. Husband, sharing.

Thomas Jefferson. Boyfriend, sharing.

Travis Phelps. Boyfriend, non-sharing unless mutual.

Wilbur Cross. Husband, non-sharing, few exceptions

QUEER PLATONIC

Emma Perkins. Platonic Girlfriend, sharing.

Marquis de Lafayette. Platonic husband, sharing,

Paul Matthews. Platonic boyfriend, sharing.

Ziggy. Platonic partner, sharing.

FAMILIAL

Dustin Henderson. Son.

Max Mayfield. Sibling.

Larry Johnson. Brother.

Sofia / Spitfire. Daughter.

FICTIVISM

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Munson

Richie Tozier

Sal Fisher

FICTION KIN

Alexander Hamilton

SELFHOOD

Ethan Green

Pete Spankoffski

SYNPATH

Glep

Pim Pimling

Genocider Syo

Pomni

Lex Foster and Wilbur Cross are both from Black Friday, which is a musical produced by Starkid.

Nibbly and Ziggy are both from a fictional musical town called Hatchetfield, which is made by Starkid.

Emma Perkins, Paul Matthews, and Ted Spankoffski are all from The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals, which is a musical produced by Starkid.

Max Jägerman and Stephanie Lauter is from Nerdy Prudes Must Die, which is a musical produced by Starkid.

Dustin Henderson, Max Mayfield, and Steve Harrington are from Stranger Things, which is a series on Netflix.

Genocider Syo is from Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc, and Danganronpa: Ultra Despair Girls, which are video games. Sayaka Maizono is also from Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc.

Pomni and Ragatha are from The Amazing Digital Circus, which is an online series.

Sal Fisher, Ashley Campbell, Larry Johnson, and Travis Phelps are from Sally Face, which is a video game.

Bill Denbrough, Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, and Stanley Uris are all from IT, which is a book created by Stephen King. There are four(?) movies as well.

Sofia / Spitfire is from Nightmare Time: Yellow Jacket, which is an online series.

Eliza Schuyler is from Hamilton, which is a musical.

Alex Kralie is from Marble Hornets, which is an online series.

[theyworm]

Fucked up and Silly kin list (WIP)

I got bored. also this is in no particular order

All F/O's included

Tutter (Bear in the Big Blue House)

Bob Belcher (Bobs Burgers)

Oz Yellow (Monster Prom)

Bill Denbrough (IT)

Sunny (Omori)

Fujioka Haruhi (Ouran High School Host Club)

Hoshi Ryoma (Danganronpa V3)

Mitarai Ryota (Danganronpa 3)

Dave Strider (mostly a joke) (Homestuck)

Tomioka Giyuu (Demon Slayer)

Legoshi (Beastars)

Kageyama Shigeo (Mob Psycho 100)

Lemon Cookie (Cookie Run)

Yamaguchi Tadashi (Haikyuu!!)

Kozume Kenma (Haikyuu!!)

[canislupus-exe]

In Your Corner | bill denbrough

>>gif credit to @/beenchillin on tumblr<<

fandom | IT: Chapter One

character | Bill Denbrough

reader | (disabled) he/him (she ver.)(they ver.)

requested | anonymous

warnings | cursing, ableism

word count | 1,131

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

summary | Hi! Could I request a Bill Denbrough x disabled!reader? Where Richie compares (y/n) to a bike and tries to ride their wheelchair while (y/n) is still in it- and bill tells him to fuck off? I just think bill would understand 🥺💕

editor | @feliscatus-exe

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You hummed quietly as you pushed against the wheels of your chair. Approaching your best friend’s driveway was the only way you could hang out with him, seeing how inaccessible his front door was. If you thought too hard about it, it didn’t give you the best feeling in the world, so you tried not to.

You saw him sitting on the floor, sketching in his notebook somewhat mindlessly. Upon hearing your quiet hum, he flipped a few pages ahead to a blank one. Looking up at you, he squinted from the sun shining in his eyes but smiled.

“H-Hi (Y/n). You’re the f-first to get here so we can wait for everyone else.” He said, standing up and moving to the couch his dad had put in the garage a few months ago. He realized how much more inclined he was to hang out there now that he was friends with you.

His parents were lovely, but he started to pick up on the sudden stiffness and overall negative feelings you had when they said certain things. About how they were sorry and glad Bill was so kind, which he was. It was one of his greatest qualities, but it was as if they only thought he was your friend because he was so kind.

“That’s alright. What were you drawing?”  You asked casually, backing your chair into the space of the wall that was just the right fit. You remembered when he moved aside a table so he could sit next to you. It was one of the moments that made you feel your heartbeat in your stomach, as he so often did.

“Oh, n-n-nothing. Just practicing shape l-language for objects.” He replied, sitting on the cushions in a way that made it easier to look at you. 

“Really? What are you trying to learn to draw?” You asked. He shrugged.

“Nothing in p-p-particular. I just think it’s a g-good skill to have.” He replies, closing his sketchbook and setting it aside. You smile and nod.

“Do you know when the other Losers plan on joining us?” You asked leaning on the arm of your chair.

“Right now.” A voice called from behind. You looked over your shoulder to the garage entrance, watching Richie, Eddie, and Stan enter. You smiled and waved, which only Stan returned. 

“What are we doing here? You never told us.” Eddie says, sitting on the far end of the couch. You were never sure why, but he always seemed much more tense. You could come up with a few reasons, but they weren’t good ones, and you hoped those weren’t the case.

“J-J-Just a movie night. I made popcorn and st-ocked the drinks.” Bill replied. You begin to self-propel toward the fridge in the far left corner of the room. You looked inside, seeing mostly cokes and water. You opted for the latter.

“Plus, if we run out, we can hop on (Y/n)’s wheelchair. He’s basically a bike.” Richie says with a snicker, placing both his feet on the back of your chair and causing you to become unsteady. You yelp in surprise, immediately swatting him off. You turn your chair to face him, a look of panic on your face.

“What the fuck Richie?” You shout. He raises his eyebrows.

“What?” He asks, lacking a single modicum of self-awareness. You’re so flustered and upset that you find it difficult to articulate your feelings. Bill stands up from the couch, stepping between Richie and yourself.

“Y-You can’t say shit like that Richie!” Bill exclaims, his ears turning red from anger as they always did.

“Why are you guys freaking out?” He asks, raising his arms in exasperation.

“C-Comparing (Y/n) to a bike? You don’t get why that’s f-f-f-fu-fucked up!?” He shouts, finding it harder to speak due to his anger.

“No? It was a good thing. Bikes are cool and he’d be helping us to the store.” He replied. 

“It’s fine Bill. Don’t worry about it…” You mumble, trying to maneuver around him.

“N-no (Y/n) I am w-worried about it,” Bill says, turning to look at you. There was a look in his eyes that made you feel warm and safe. 

“He said don’t worry about it so I think-“

“Fuck off Richie!” Bill yells as he whips his head around to stare at him, not a stutter in his voice. Richie backs away with his hands up in surrender.

“Whatever dude.” He mumbles, sitting next to Eddie on the couch.

You were thankful Bill was so quick to defend you, but the confrontation still made you uneasy and guilty. You wheeled your chair out of the garage and onto the driveway, stopping when you heard Bill coming after you.

“Where are you g-going? Are you ok-kay?” He asks, walking by your side. You sigh and stop wheeling yourself forward. You say nothing at first trying to figure out how to put your thoughts into words. Bill walks in front of you, so he can see you while you talk, a simple gesture but something so thoughtful.

“You’re the only one who treats me… Well, normal… Richie always has something to say, Eddie avoids me like he’s going to catch something and I just… I hate it.” You mutter, folding your hands in your lap. Bill sighs as he crosses his arms.

“I w-wish there was more I could do. I t-t-tell Richie all the time to quit his shit but he-“

“It’s not you Bill. You do more than enough. Sometimes it feels like you’re the only person I have in my corner.” You say, looking up to meet his eyes. He smiles, his eyes holding that same shine that made you feel so warm and safe.

“Y-You know, that’s exactly how I feel.” He replies. You tilt your head in confusion. Bill rubs his neck bashfully before shrugging. 

“You’re the only one who ever t-tells them to stop making fun of my s-st-stutter. Sometimes it feels like y-you’re the only one in my c-corner.” He replies. You smile, a warm glow rushing to your cheeks.

“We can be in each other’s corner.” You reply, giddily grabbing his hand. It takes you a second to realize what you’ve done before pulling back.

“S-Sorry I was just-”

“No! It’s okay!” He grabs your hand again, this time intertwining your fingers. “I l-like being in each other's corner.” 

“Pinky promise?” You ask, holding out your pinky. He chuckles and locks his pinky around yours.

“P-Pinky promise.” He replies.

“Now let’s go watch the m-movie. If Richie says anything else I’ll j-just kick him out.”

“Since when are you Mr. tough guy?” You ask with a giggle.

“S-Since I had to be in someone’s corner. I-it’s a tough job you know.”

[askderryhawkins-blog]

intro: eddie kasprak

hey guys! eddie here. decided to start off this whole shebang with some information about myself. read this (and these!) and send me some questions?

i’m twenty-one years old, i’m currently going to university for my basic education, and i have no idea what i want to do with my life. i’ve been thinking a lot about different majors, but i’ve decided to stay undeclared until my general ed credits are all taken care of. i go to DHU, and share a dorm on campus with my best friend Bill. (well, one of my best friends.) 

this years been a little bit chaotic, between my 21st birthday, (which, in it’s defense, i can barely remember, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t exhausting) bill and i having to transfer dorms (moving all over again but only having to go up a floor? incredibly inconvenient and annoying.) and three, count em, three failed tries at the g.e. equivalency test.

i wish i could say i was doing better in regards to my education. as great as its been to live on campus with my friend and throw myself into my classes, i’ve been... disappointed with the results to say the least. i’ve been trying to remember that it’s not my fault i’m behind, and that i’ve come so far from where i was, but it’s hard not to be upset with the lack of.. i don’t know, progress? i guess i thought i’d be further along by now.

i was unable to graduate with my friends and peers when we left high school. i got sick, really sick, early our senior year, and had to take way too much time out of school. my mother... prevented me from returning, to put it lightly, and i missed pretty much an entire semester. some things went down, and long story short, i was emancipated and moved out at seventeen and ended up having to drop out of high school to avoid being stuck there as a super senior. i thank god every day for bill’s family, who so graciously took me in during that time, and who i stayed with until bill and i got our place. 

since then i’ve been trying to catch up, which has been shit, but thankfully i’ve got my wonderful group of friends to help me through it. who are the highlights of my life honestly, so i’ll switch the subject to them.

i should really say more of bill beyond him just being my roommate. bill’s been my rock... basically my whole life. i’d follow him into hell, and honestly, i have. a whole group of us, as kids, fucking hell we were kids, went after this... thing that killed bill’s brother. it was the most terrifying thing i’ve ever done, but for bill, i’d do it again. i swore i’d do it again.

with us was stan, another friend i’d die for. stan is the kind of friend who just... gets you. his love is something no one should ever take for granted, i hope he doesn’t think i ever have. i’ve known him for almost as long as i’ve known bill. he’s been the best help when it comes to my education. he’s probably my favorite because he doesn’t try to kill me when i call him at 3 am asking about an essay question. 

then there’s richard. my richie. i’ll probably have to make a whole other post about rich... we uh, we started out as friends, when we were young. but after everything that happened with it, well... we decided not to let fear have any more control over our lives. we’ve been together since we were fifteen. he’s a menace, i love hate him. 

the four of us met ben, mike, and beverly when all of that went down and well, we haven’t let go of them since.

ben and i have always connected in a sort of unspoken way. he’s someone i can always be around and not feel pressured to be, uh, anything. he’s like the antithesis of what my home life used to be like. he’s someone who just always make me feel safe.

i don’t know what any of us ever did without mike. i used to think stan was the responsible one, but now not so much. (it’s because you’re coming out of your shell stanny, we still love ya) as much as i gripe about it in the moment, my favorite thing about mike is how protective he is of me. him and bill are pretty much my body guards. 

beverly was the first girl i ever learned how to love. my mother was the only woman in my life and things with her were... difficult. she wasn’t really a great example for me so i kind of avoided girls for a long time. it also didn’t help that i figured out i was gay very quickly and uh, had no reason to care about girls. but beverly... she’s something else. she’s been such a light in my life. richie called her the sun once when he was high and it was like, the realest shit he’s ever said. she works with me at big al’s, the drive up we’re both carhops at. shifts with her are the fucking best.

when we got into uni, we met the party, and i’ve fallen in love with these guys too.

i met mike and dustin first, when they knocked on my door asking to buy some weed off of richie. i made them pizza rolls and they’ve been obsessed with me ever since. (wink) i never thought i could meet someone who matches richie’s level of wild, but dustin can go shot for shot with him. (in both the literal and bad idea sense.) mike is probably the best dm in the history of d&d, i’m kind of in awe of him.

their friends lucas and max followed soon after, and those two have been such a blessing. max is another example of that fiery power i never knew women could have. (im actually a little scared of her, to be honest, anyone who can get billy hargrove to cower is a fucking beast in my book.) lucas is also probably the reason richie and dustin haven’t died of stupidity yet, so i thank him pretty much every day for my boyfriend’s life.

then there’s will, who’s been such an amazing addition to the group. we’re so lucky to have him back, after what happened... i read about him in the news, and when he sat in my english 101 class a few years later, i just had to tell him how glad i was he was still around. now i’m even more so. i come home to him and bill spread out with their paints in our kitchen all the time; it’s one of my favorite sights.

jane came last, and with her, our little family is complete. she’s got a power from another world, honestly. it’s impossible not to be mesmerized by her. to be her friend is like, the actual cosmos loving you. she’s also the best at pranks and always takes my side against richie, so. you could say she’s my favorite.

so life’s been fairly turbulent lately but, all things considered, i’m so much happier with where i’m at now. i get to come home every day to a house that’s mine and i’m not suffocating in, i get to call the most wonderful obnoxious man mine, and i’m surrounded by the greatest friends anyone could ask for. i don’t have a lot of money, or a diploma, or a fucking car, but as long as i have my people and a roof over my head i think i’m gonna make it. though part of me is constantly afraid that its all fleeting, a palace made of sand... maybe its the residue of fear in my bones. i still have nightmares about it, all the fucking time. the physical reminders of it all are constantly around me. (when i moved in with the denbroughs, i stayed in georgies old room, which was... hard. for everyone.) though we’ve seen nothing of it or fucking bowers or anything from that time, i still worry. i guess along with my education, i should focus on worrying less. 

well, that’s all i can think of right now. i’m pretty much an open book, so ask me about anything you’re curious over. i’m off work for the evening and avoiding an english paper, so send me questions i can use to procrastinate with! xD