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imaginesig · 9 months

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“If they call me a slut, you know it might be worth if for once”

Lewis Hamilton x singer!reader

SMAU

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yourusername: my muse <3

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lewishamilton its an honor love

user1 when will I find someone to call me love

lando.jpg your own jpg account when??

yourusername I'll stick to my day job

user2 anybody else bothered by how quickly she goes from man to man

user3 right? like I swear she's had about 7 "muses" in the past 3 years

user4 she's literally done nothing wrong?? how dare a women date more than 1 person in her life??

carlossainz55 so new music when?

Charles_leclerc the Ferrari playlist needs an update

yourusername update loading 🔄

user5 oh please be a new album!!

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton: race weekend with my loves

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landonorris interesting order

yourusername we all know Roscoe is the real star here

roscoelovescoco listen to the lady 🙌

mercadesmhf1 we love having the Hamilton family in the paddock

yourusername ahhh love to be there!!

lewishamilton 💚

georgerussell63 always a good time with these two in the house

yourusername ahhhh Georgie 🫶🫶

user1 "Georgie" 🥹😭

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tmz_offical: just days after the end of the season, f1 driver Lewis Hamilton is spotted out with young girlfriend Y/n L/n. The couple is notorious for keeping their privacy, making paparazzi pictures a rare instance. Click the link in our bio to see what else was taken during their night out on the town.

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user1 no wonder they keep private, I would too if ended up trapped in a relationship with a slut like her

user2 didn't she and Dylan O'Brian break up right before they got together? Didn't think he rebound guy would last this long

user3 I could never imagine dating someone that much older than me

user4 fr someone tell her to take it down a notch, her sluttiness is showing

User8 the one sided hate is mid boggling

user5 the negativity is DEFINING

user6 right, y'all can't stand to see a women happy, healthy, and unbothered

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates: Y/n seen outside the studio with her producer after radio silence all winter!!

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user1 she's cooking

user2 she's entering her reputation era I can feel it

user3 fr, after that one tmz post blows up and her comments are flooded with negativity, she locked herself away with her love, and is now seen for the first time in awhile leaving the studio

user4 I CANT HANDLE THIS RN

user5 not the slut trying for a comeback

user6 how about you lead by example? Leave and don't come back 🫶

user8 you know the records gonna slap when @/producer sprinkled her magic

user9 I need them and Taylor+Jack to release something

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yourusername: "Slut!" out now on all streaming platforms!! The rest of the album, "Amor Omnia Vincit" out this Friday!

when I originally sat down to create this new album I didn't image I'd write half the songs that made the final cut, but I did. This has been a very therapeutic experience for me.

Thank you to this album, my amazing team, and my lovely muse for keeping me going in the difficult time <3

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lewishamilton you are so Shawn Hunter coded

lewishamilton I love you dear

yourusername I love you too darling

user1 they are so domestic I'm crying 🤭😭

user2 lets all start a thread of our fav lyrics from "Slut!"

user3 "if I'm all dressed up, they might as well be looking at us" WE KNOW THIS COUPLE ALWAYS BRING FIRE FITS

user4 very obvious but "if they call me a slut, you know it might be worth it for once," just hits so hard, like this is an issue she's dealt with for so long but Lewis makes it all better bc their relationship trumps everything

user5 piggy backing off of @/user4 's reasoning, "the sticks and stones they throw froze mid air"

user6 "IN A WORLD OF BOYS HES A GENTLEMAN" 🔛🔝

user7 I'm still not very her admitting that all the negavity around her dating has affected her so bad that she told Lewis "I said it might blow up in your pretty face"

scuderiaferarri we will not apologize for the people we'll become when this drops ‼️

Charles_leclerc we've always been #1 y/n stans

lewishamilton you red fuckers can take two steps back that's my title

carlossainz55 I thought you were her muse?

lewishamilton I'm both

user8 ok possessive king

youruserame for me and me only 🥰

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton: SO, SO, SO PROUD OF YOU LOVE!! Watching you work through a rough patch with such grace was beautiful. Thank you for allowing me to be apart of it and listen to these songs+more. I'll be your muse forever if you'll have me <3

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yourusername forever and always <3

lewishamilton <3

user1 that water look very ~aquamarine~ to anyone

user2 he def knew what he was doing

lewishamilton I had a message to send 🤷🏾‍♂️

user2 LMAOOO HES SO PETTY

yourusername sassy man epidemic isn't a joke

user3 I love that she left like people wanted and wrote a whole song to shut down the hater but also put her and Lewis's relationship on the pedestal it deserves

producer such a sweet album!! Some of the best love songs out there!!

Charles_leclerc Vigilante Shit is my new pre-prix anthem

yourusername watch out @/maxverstappen1

maxverstappen this is where the dutch anthem falls silent 😔

carlossainz55 wasn't ready for Dress

yourusername but...

carlossainz55 its my fav

user4 I love that lewis posted for the whole album when Y/n didn't, but she's replying to comments in his section when he isn't

user5 they really are made for each other huh

roscoelovescoco amazing work mom!!

user5 I will never get over the mom

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yourusername: surprise!! Since this album taught me what it was like to write and create in such an intamate space with very few people/outide influence I wanted to celebrate it with 3 small shows in Monaco, London, and Ottawa!

tickets on sale at 12 pm eastern this friday, see ya then ;)

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landonorris do friends get discounts??

yourusername everyone on the grid plus any serious significant others get VIP entry courtesy of me and my team 💖😘

y/nhq we'll be reaching out soon to select the show

lilymhe you don't understand how excited this makes me!!

yourusername well I couldn’t celebrate without my girls (and their men too ig 🙄🤚)

oscarpiastri thanks a lot y/n

alexalbon anybody else feeling loved??

lewishamilton completely 🫶

user1 this will start world war 3 I can feel it

user2 this is the eras tour all over again

user3 except that was selling stadiums, these are small venues

user4 any f1 driver want to link up for a show?? you'll never have to speak to me ever again

user5 I regret to inform you babe, but I think this is the reason she said serious significant others...

user6 official tour soon?? Please mother??

yourusername oh so very soon...

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton "got lovestruck went straight to my head" <3

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user1 crying throwing up

user2 quoting her song?? that's about him?? I'll be resting my eyes on the highway if anybody needs me

user3 my toaster looks like a fun bath bomb

yourusername "got lovesick all over my bed" <3

landonorris beautiful show, beautiful couple 🧡

yourusername 🧡

scuderiaferrari maybe we're colorblind but that doesn't look like Mercedes green

mercadesamgf1 watch your back

georgerussell64 👀

georgerussell64 slayed so hard

yourusername an honor from the meme king?? I'm not worthy

yourusername

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yourusername thank you to everyone who came out to a show this weekend!! I had a blast sining new stuff, covers, and old pieces with you all- the love I experienced was unreal!! I cannot wait to see what happens in the future 💖

To all those close to me, our relationships mean the absolute world!! Special love to Lewis who held my hand through my darkest time, showed me what a true relationship was, and gave me a perfect little boy (I love you Roscoe). Darling, its been a wonderful experience being with you <3

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lewishamilton love you so much angel <3

georgerussell64 definitely gave me and Carmen the night of our lives!!

alexalbon the show was so amazing I almost forgot you flirted with my gf in the invitation

yourusername stay mad

lilymhe 🥵

Roscoelovescoco can I come next time??

yourusername I'll see what I can do...

landjpg thank you for photo creddits and well as the opportunity to photograph these unique shows

yourusername you didn't not dissapoint 👏👏 thank you for doing it

Charles_leclerc I had an amazing time!!!

carlossainze55 you should hear him try to speak, voice complelty gone

yourusername that's the kind of energy we all need

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khaylin27 · 4 months

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The Tortured Poets Department

pairing: george russell x wolff! reader

series: the tortured poets department

synopsis: y/n wolff falls in love with george russell, her father's other mercedes driver.

warnings: none

author's note: sorry for not posting for a week 😭 school has been stressing me out and my family. im glad im back to put my creative mind to use.

You left your typewriter at my apartment Straight from the tortured poets department I think some things I never say Like, "Who uses typewriters anyway?"

You were cleaning your Monaco apartment one day when you notice the typewriter that George owned. He left his typewriter at your apartment.

Every time George would come to your apartment to spend time with her in secret, he would always bring his typewriter. George would always joke about him looking like a poet coming from the tortured department from Mercedes.

Since Lewis was leaving Mercedes at the end of the season, your father has been pressuring George to perform better than Lewis. You knew how much stress George was going through so to relive the stress he would hang out with you and use his typewriter.

You stop cleaning to take a photo of the typewriter to send to George.

y/n wolff you left your typewriter you tortured poet

george I left it so I have an excuse to see you again 😉

You blush at George's response. There's things that you think of that you would never say to George. Like, "who uses typewriters anyway?" But you knew it was an escape for him.

But you're in self-sabotage mode Throwing spikes down on the road But I've seen this episode and still loved the show Who else decodes you?

It was the Australian Grand Prix, George was in self-sabotage mode because he got into a crash before the race ended. "Georgie, you're okay that's all that matters." You say to George before he starts throwing more spikes down the road.

"It's not okay Y/N. Your dad is probably so pissed that Lewis and I both didn't finish the race." George says as he walks back in forth in the room.

You stop him mid way and give him a hug. "We'll worry about that later." Your hand gently goes up and down his spine. You've seen the way he always stresses out about your dad. So you always relax him by moving your hands up and down his spine. Who else decodes him like you do?

And who's gonna hold you like me? And who's gonna know you, if not me?

"I love the way you hold me like this." George says as he calms down from his anxiety attack. "You know me so well."

"Who's gonna hold you like me? My little brother?" You both laugh about the comment about your brother. "And who's going know you, if not me?" You smile at him before he leaves to finish his race interviews.

I laughed in your face and said "You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots" And who's gonna hold you like me? Nobody

f1news THE NEW TOTO AND SUSIE WOLFF: Y/N Wolff was seen with her father's Mercedes driver, George Russell, out at the Monte-Carlo Masters this weekend. Are they the new Toto and Susie Wolff of Gen Z?

user1 THEY DEFINITELY GIVE OLD MONEY

user2 mama y papa 😍 mom and dad

user3 they are toto and susie (gen z version)

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"George," You look around your apartment to see where George was. You find him in your office writing on his typewriter.

"What is it Darling?" George asks as he takes off his old man glasses.

"Look at what the media is calling us." You pass him your phone and show him the post f1news posted about you two on instagram. You laugh once George finishes reading the caption. "The caption is too funny! They're comparing us to my parents."

"I'm not Toto though," George says. "And you're not Susie either."

You give him a kiss on the cheek, "This isn't Mercedes, we're just modern idiots." George smiles back at you while you hold him.

"Who's going to hold me like you do?" he asks.

"Nobody."

You smoked, then ate seven bars of chocolate We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist I scratch your head, you fall asleep Like a tattooed golden retriever

George lights up a candle and grabs chocolate from the fridge after you two clean the apartment. Charlie Puth was playing in the background while you two were cuddling on the couch eating seven bars of chocolate.

"Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist." George says after eating his chocolate bar.

"I agree. He has so many hits yet he's not even big!" You say putting the leftover chocolate back in the fridge. After you wash the chocolate off your hands, you cuddle with George again.

Charlie Puth was still playing while you scratched George's head. A couple minutes later, George was asleep like a tattooed golden retriever.

But you awaken with dread Pounding nails in your head But I've read this one where you come undone I chose this cyclone with you

A couple hours after you both fall asleep on the couch, George wakes up from a nightmare. You wake up from the movement that George made, you realized he had a nightmare. "George, you're okay." You rub his back to try and calm him down.

After a while, George is ready to open up about his nightmare. “I spend so much of my life being scared, wanting to please everyone around me. I had a nightmare about everything I've built go away in an instance.” George never really got this deep into his feelings, but that night he became undone.

"I understand what you're saying. I've always felt that way too with spending so much time in the media. I'm scared that whatever I say to them will make a bad impression on my parents. I've always people pleased everyone." You place your hands gently around his neck and say, "I chose this cyclone with you. We'll get through this together."

Sometimes, I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave And I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen

The Mercedes team had some press to do in New York before the Miami Grand Prix. Lewis, George, and your dad were unveiling the new Mercedes car emoji on WhatsApp on the Empire State Building and you decided to tag along.

After the emoji was unveiled, George and your dad were talking to investors while you were talking with Lewis. "How are you and George?" Lewis asked you as you were taking a sip of your drink.

"We're doing okay. We have problems like every couple days. Sometimes, I wonder if he's gonna screw this up with me. He's been through a lot of stress this season." You tell Lewis. "Maybe I'm self sabotaging but I told this to my mom, so I felt seen."

"George talked to me earlier about what he's been going through this season." You both look at George as he's having fun dancing with some investors. "He's glad to have you by his side. he told me he'd kill himself if you ever left."

You were shocked by Lewis' words. Sure George was you boyfriend but you never thought his feelings for you were this strong.

Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be 'Cause we're crazy So tell me, who else is gonna know me?

"You and George are meant to be." Lewis says smiling. "You guys both drive me crazy." Lewis says sarcastically while you laugh. George leaves the dance floor and heads to you.

"You're ready for our date?" George asks while wrapping his arms around your waist. You nod yes and he takes your hand. You both say your goodbyes to everyone and head to the Empire State Building lobby.

"You ready for our pizza date?" George asks.

"You know me so well." You smile before George asks.

"So tell me, who else is gonna know you like me?"

"Nobody." You both smile before he drives to your favorite pizza place.

At dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger And put it on the one people put wedding rings on And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding

George had emptied your favorite pizza spot in New York (with the help of your dad of course). Your favorite slices of pizza were ready to eat as soon as you arrived at the location. As you guys eat your slices of pizza, George cleans his face before starting to talk .

"Y/N, Darling. You're the love of my life. I love everything about you and that you're always by my side through thick and thin. You helped me overcome certain obstacles in my life. I wouldn't be who I am today without you." George kneels down and takes the ring out to propose to you. "Y/N will you marry me?"

"It feels like my heart is exploding!" Y/N says before cleaning herself up. "Yes! I'll marry you!" George smiles before kissing you. He then puts the engagement ring on your finger.

yourusername and you're not toto wolff, i'm not susie wolff this ain't the mercedes, we're two idiots and who's gonna hold you like me? 💍🍕

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georgerussell63 nobody darling ✨

lewishamilton you guys drive me crazy but congrats 🥂

yourusername we have to keep your last season in mercedes wild before you leave 🤪

mercedesamgf1 is this f-ing play about us?

user1 MERC ADMIN WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? yourusername i bet my dad was the one who told admin to write this. susie_wolff yes, he did mercedesamgf1 YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TELL HER user1 i love the merc-wolff family 🖤

user2 dang their cars aren't the only thing fast in their life. first oscar getting married now george!!

taylorswift you guys are too cute! congrats!! 🩶

yourusername thank you tay 🥹✨ user3 mother just loves the f1 wags!!

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arizona-greenly · 5 years

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I love you in different languages:

Spanish: te quiero

French: je t’aime

German: ich liebe dich

English: I fucked your mom

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gone-cotta · 6 years

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Alot of people dont know, or they forget, that although he is the same age, Stan Uris is a grade below the other losers in the book. He had finished 4th, just moving up to 5th grade, while the others all moved up to 6th. This was due to absenses because he was sick alot as a child

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creativitymouth · 7 years

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The World Forgetting By The World Forgotten Pt.2

A/N - Chapter 2 takes place during 6th and 7th Grade. The Journey to the world of IT will begin in Chapter 4.

Summary: (Y/N) Experiences the plight of new friendships and old feelings. Age Up, SlowBurn!RichieTozierxFemale!Reader

Trigger Warning: Slight Depressive Themes

Chapter 2:

6th Grade - 1984

Richie Tozier had a problem, a very big problem. He was known for his slick tongue, and the rude way he talked to women. He had come off as a misogynist to that many women who didn’t know him. The older woman in the neighborhood always made sure that their daughters stayed away from the problematic Tozier child. So, your small group just assumed that he couldn’t feel. At least not in a serious way, the poor kid had a new crush every week. None of that reasoned why couldn’t he shake this one. For Christs sake it had been almost a month. You had your arm around Richie’s shoulder and was talking with a huge smile on your face. Richie, though he wasn’t paying any attention to what you were saying couldn’t help but smile back as his stomach was overcome by butterflies at the feeling of your hand on him. Suddenly you were saying his name, shaking his shoulders dramatically. He had been so lost in his thoughts that everything was flying over his head.

“Rich!” You announced.

“Huh, what did Eddie's mom die of cardiac arrest?”

“Beep Beep, Richie.” You said, smiling despite the insult. Eddie yelled out a faint hey, reminding Richie that he wasn’t funny.

“Okay, so what is it?” Richie asked you, hyper aware of just how close you were to him.

“I was telling you guys about how Kyle Henderson told me I looked really nice with my new hairstyle. And since, you know, you guys are guys, I was wondering if that meant he liked me back.” Back. The word slammed into Richie like a freight train. Back meant that you liked him too. It meant that you liked Kyle, it meant that you didn’t like Richie. Richie shrugged your hands off his shoulders and glared at the ground. He shouldn’t have been this hurt anyway. Last year Stanley crushed you for about 3 months, and Richie had edged him on to ask you out. In the 2nd grade Bill liked you as well. Richie could even recall your faint crush on Bill before he had kissed Beverly. Your eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, Richie never minded you touching him before. Nevertheless, you shoved your hands into your pockets awkwardly and continued speaking. “William says he always wants to compliment Beverly, to show he likes her but I know these guys know nothing about love. You’re the love guru,” you say sarcastically knowing how many crushes he’s had in the past, “gimme your opinion.”

“I know lots about love!” Stan said loudly. “I’ve studied the way birds feel for each other, so I’m not completely oblivious you know.”

“This is human feelings not birds Stanley. I doubt Kyle wants to watch me feed kids food from my mouth.” You said exasperatedly.

“That image is forever burned into my head now, thank you.” Eddie said as he made a gagging motion.

“I need some real advice here, I don’t want to be like William and just pine after my crush for forever.” Richie still hadn’t responded, he was looking at the ground with his fists tightly clenched. He didn’t like this burning feeling in his chest. He didn’t like the emptiness in his stomach. And he didn’t like having feelings for you. He had seen first hand what love did to people, his mother and father a prime example. The only thing he liked at the moment, was the thought of Kyle getting hit by a truck.

“Hey. Stop with the wi-william thing. I-i-it’s been 4 years. Give it a b-b-break.” Bill scolded you. “A-a-and -”

“You don’t pine after Beverly, got it.” You interrupted before looking back to Richie. “So, Richie Rich, opinions?”

“My opinion?” Richie said bitterly before looking up at you. His sweaty palms making it hard for him to keep his fist clenched. “You want my fucking opinion?”

“That's what she just said.” Eddie said as you nodded.

“I think you need to stop opening your damn legs for every fucking guy you think is cute, have some fucking pride. You should stop being such a fucking whore.” Richie said before briskly walking away and getting on his bike. He didn’t know why he had just snapped at you, but there was no room for regret in him. The guys all stood with their mouths wide open. Sure, Richie had always said the worst things at the most impossible times, but he was never downright cruel.

“(Y/N).” Eddie spoke up touching your shoulder. You turned around too fast and Stan was sure he saw your neck break. You wiped at your eyes before smiling weakly.

“Oh! Don’t we have to go pick up your prescriptions Eddie?”

“Yeah but, -”

“Great!” You clapped your hands together walking over to your bike. “We’ll catch you guys on the flip side!” You yelled back towards Stan and Billy. You were never one who wanted to focus on negative emotions, you just let it all build up until you had a moment alone. When you would get home, and sit on your bed and just cry for hours. You struggled with most things, and found little enjoyment in others but you often knew how to put on a happy face. So, though Richie Tozier’s words had stung a good deal, you swallowed them down and acted as happy as you could.

“What j-j-just happened?” Billy turned to Stan after Eddie shot them a concerned look as you pedaled away faster than normal.

“I have no idea.” Stan shook his head.

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In the heated events of earlier in the day, you had completely forgotten the navy-blue fanny pack you had stored in your bookbag. You’d seen it while out on a shopping trip with your mother and she hadn’t even noticed as you dropped it in her cart and then snuck it back out after she paid for it. The thing had Eddie written all over it, and he could use it to carry his medicines instead of the paper bag he’d been using since you met him 4 years ago. When Eddie finished filling out his prescription and was beginning to walk out the store you waved at him to stop.

“Eds!” He cringed, “Hold up a minute okay?”

“(Y/N)?” Eddie couldn’t help but notice the tension in your shoulders and the cold smile plastered to your face. He knew the thing with Richie had affected you, but he also knew better than to pry. After all they all called you the happy one, and once in 3rd grade Stanley had referred to you as their personal sunshine. He shook the thoughts away and focused on you rummaging in your bag instead.

“Close your eyes!” You said, genuine happiness beginning to grow back into your voice. He wanted to complain but he didn’t want to make you sad again. With a groan, he complied. “Stick your hands out.” You said in a singsong voice.

“You’re not going to give me something gross right?” He scratched his arm, his eyes still tightly closed.

“Who do I look like, Tozier?” You asked. Your voice cracked slightly at the mention of Richie, but you shook it off soon enough. The one stage plays rebeginning it’s production. Eddie shook his head in response, then stuck his hands out. You took the fanny pack from its position in the white plastic bag and sat it softly in Eddie's hands. “Open now.”

“Woah.” Was Eddie's only response as he stared at it. He looked up at you, a bright smile on his face. “You got this for me?”

“Duh!” You exclaimed bouncing on your toes. ‘“I saw it in the store and just had to get it for you.” You stretched the truth a little. Knowing the only reason, you were able to grab it was because of your mother's ignorance to your presence. “Now you don’t have to hold the medicine in your brown bag. You can put it in the fanny pack.” Unexpectedly, Eddie hugged you tightly. Mumbling thank you into your shirt. You chuckled hugging him back, before he pulled away. He immediately began dumping his medicines into the fanny pack, clipping it around his waist before swirling it around.

“How do I look?”

“Amazing!” You exclaimed, taking his hand in yours as you both exited the pharmacy.

It doesn’t feel the same from when I hold Richie's hand you thought to yourself before shaking the it away. In your excitement with the gift giving neither of you had seen Henry Bowers and his gang loitering outside the pharmacy waiting for you.

“Hey there, hot stuff.” Henry said when he saw you. You blanched immediately, shoving Eddie behind you. Henry Bowers was a predator, and up until this year you had been to him exactly what you were to the rest of the boys. Prey. But suddenly when the first day of school started and you came to school in leggings instead of baggy jeans, Henry took a different kind of interest in you. “What are you doing hanging out with this loser again?” He motioned behind you to Eddie. You swallowed your fear. “I thought I invited you to hang out with me.”

“He isn’t a loser he’s my friend.” You spat out. “And I would never choose to spend time with you.”

“We can be friends instead.” Henry said approaching you as he ignored your previous comment. Eddie held your hand tightly as you continued to stand protectively in front of him. In your intense focus on Henry you hadn’t noticed Victor and Patrick moving, and they were able to pry Eddie from your grip.

“Hey!” You yelled as Patrick held Eddie high in the air by the collar of his shirt. “Put him down you big oaf!” You went to make a move when Henry slammed a hand on the glass next to your head violently. You knew Mr. Keene had heard, but you also knew he didn’t care. If the blood wasn’t shed in his store it didn’t matter.

“Kiss me, and I’ll let your friend go.”

“What?” Your voice squeaked loudly. You had never kissed anyone in your life, you were only 11 and still hadn’t truly figured out what feelings were. So, when 14-year-old Henry Bowers demanded a kiss, you felt sick.

“Kiss me,” He repeated, “or your friend gets it.” Patrick shook Eddie roughly, causing him to wheeze with nerves.

“You’re going to give him an asthma attack! Stop it!” You yelled at Patrick who continued to shake Eddie.

“Kiss me!”

“Don't do it (Y/N)!” Eddie yelled, panting. Victor punched Eddie in the stomach for the interruption and your friend nearly heaved.

“Okay!” You screamed. “But,” You took a deep breath, “put him down first.” Henry smiled victoriously before nodding at Patrick to put Eddie down. Once Eddie was on his feet and taking pumps of his asthma pump, you exhaled. Leaning in towards Henry before kicking him roughly in the groin. Henry fell over in pain holding himself and cursing up a storm. In the distraction you grabbed Eddie's hand in yours and took off running down the hill towards where you left your bikes.

“That was sexy (Y/N)!” Henry yelled as cackled behind you. Your stomach turned, sexy? What did that even indicate. You heard your dad call your mom that, but usually it was only before they locked themselves in the room for the night. You had been called Pretty and Cute but never Sexy, the word made your skin crawl with unease, whatever it meant, you didn’t want Henry Bowers to think you were it.

You and Eddie didn’t turn around as you jumped on your bikes and pedaled far away.

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It took Richie 2 full days of ignoring you before he decided to apologize. For those 2 days you acted as though it didn’t bother you, and continued with the other losers. Though Bill asked repeatedly if you were okay, you always responded with “absolutely” even if there was a small hole in your heart. One the size of red rimmed glasses. On the ending of the 3rd day, you had just hung up the phone from a conversation with Bill about the phrase “He thrusts his fists against the post, and still insists he sees the ghost.” You insisted that you didn’t know what it meant and made William say it several times before you pretended to finally get it. You had just wanted to make him practice his stutter. There was an insistent knocking on the door after the phone call that made you jump. You looked down the hall to your parent’s room, only just then noticing they weren’t home. You shrugged, trying to convince yourself you were unaffected before going down the stairs and opening the door. You gasped when you saw who it was. Trashmouth Tozier was standing there sheepishly, he had flowers in his hands and was chewing on the skin of his thumb. He didn’t look up at you as he spoke.

“I’m sorry.” He said as he thrust the flowers out. You frowned, and took them from him. You had waited for something from him for 3 days. When you’d get home all you could think about was if you done something so terrible to Rich that he’d call you a whore. Then you went through the process of wondering if you were.

“Yeah.” You responded awkwardly, repeatedly shifting the weight on your feet.

“Stan told me you really like Hydrangeas, so I picked those.”

“Thanks, I think.” The silence stretched out, it was the first time since ever meeting the losers that you felt uncomfortable. The guys were your safe space, you could hide from your empty thoughts and home. Sometimes, you felt that you were only living to survive but when you surround yourself with the love the boys gave you the feelings were dissipated.

“Um -” he looked up finally. “Look, I - I shouldn’t have said all those terrible things. And I shouldn’t have ignored you.” You nodded in agreement. “Fuck, I was just nervous that your interest in Kyle would mean you wouldn’t hang out with the losers anymore and I would miss you,” Rich paused seeming to realize just how much he meant those words, “we would all really fucking miss you because no one would fucking be around to be a pain in the ass to us anymore, though you’re my - i mean our pain in the ass and -”

“Beep Beep, Richie.” You said as you flung yourself at him hugging him tightly. His heart skipped at the touch, though he was saddened by the unsaid words. You hugged him for what felt like too long to be friendly, but neither of you let go. He had told Eddie about his non-fleeting crush towards you, and Eddie had told him to tell you. But he couldn't, he’d rather have you as a friend then as nothing. “I would never abandon any of you guys, you’re my family.” His chest constricted, for some reason the word family made him feel awkward. The last thing he wanted was to be your brother figure. You’d led him upstairs after the hug and he lied and told you he wanted to hear all about your crush on Kyle Henderson. You’d smiled widely, though something in your chest twisted. You ignored it, figuring it was excitement to discuss your new crush.

“Well the other day, he pushed hair back from my face and then -” your voice faded out as Richie forced a smile and nodded along to whatever you were saying. He tried to ignore the cracking in his heart each time you said a name that wasn’t his.

7th Grade - 1985

You were on your way home from another day of helping William babysit Georgie. It wasn’t that he couldn’t do it on his own, he just liked the extra company. You smiled thinking about how big Georgie was getting. You smiled more, remembering how Georgie had been just 1 years old when you met him. Then, you smiled wider remembering how Georgie had thrown up all over Richie the first time he held them. It was then that Richie had sworn of children, but you imagined he’d make a great father. You’d all laughed for hours after about the white spit up stain on Richie's pineapple button-up shirt. Your memories were short lived when you spotted a figure hunched over on the sidewalk. You stopped walking standing there for a second peering at the kid leaned over. It took you a moment to recognize him as Michael Hanlon, the home-schooled boy. You leaned your bike against a nearby tree before walking towards him. It wasn’t in your blood to abandon someone who obviously needed your help.

“Hey,” you said as gently as you could, “are you okay?” Mike didn’t look up at you, expecting you to walk away since he didn’t respond. He heard shuffling from in front of him and assumed you were leaving, so when you sat beside him he was shocked. “Mike?” He looked up at this.

“You know my name?”

“Uh, yeah.” You smiled widely, which was common for you. Bright, reassuring smiles were kind of your thing. “I live like 4 blocks away from where you work.”

“Oh.” His smile fell. “Cool.” Mike wasn’t completely comfortable talking to you; his grandfather had told him about the prejudices that came along with Derry. Just because you smiled brightly doesn’t mean your heart shined the same way. You pouted at his insistence to shrug you off.

“Well, I’m (Y/N).” He nodded but offered nothing more. His foot kicking at the pebbles on the ground. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N).”

“Your parents own a couple of properties around here. Right?”

“Yeah,” you frowned “they’re big investors. The rich, snobby, hats off to you, type.” Mike smiled a little bit when you took off a nonexistent hat from your head. “So, Mike, since we’re friends now,” Mike raised an eyebrow causing you to smile again, “why don’t you tell me what’s bothering you.”

“Nothing.” He answered hurriedly.

“The lies.” You shook your finger at him. “You lie, you cheat; you cheat, you steal; you steal, you do anything.” You repeated the phrase you had heard your mom say countless times. Mike sighed before shrugging his shoulders. What harm could be done? He couldn’t make his Grandfather more disappointed in him then he already was. They say when you hit rock-bottom there isn’t anywhere to go but up. So, Mike told you. He told you all about having to shoot animals in the head, his grandfather's insistence that everyone in the town was evil, how Henry Bowers harassed him every chance he got, and the expectation that he live up to be his father. He told you about his parent’s death and how he still felt like he heard them screaming for help sometimes. Mike talked until his throat was sore, and until you knew almost every inch about him. You sat there and nodded along, your hand resting on the top of his. You didn’t have the right words to say to fix this, or fix him. Instead, once he finished talking you hugged him. You hugged him hard and told him that when he gets older he should leave this town and their stereotypes behind.

“Mikey,” you pulled away from the hug and stood up, “how about you take me to this farm of yours and I help you out.”

“Girl’s don’t -”

“Girls can do anything guys can do.” You stated rapidly before he could finish, causing him to smile. “Now, I can’t say I’ll shoot an animal in the head, but I’ll sure as hell hold your hand while you do.” Mike thought about this for a second, he had never had any real friends. Some fleeting kids he’d hang out with for a few weeks before they eventually forgot about him and moved on. But, you seemed to generally care about him and his troubles though having just met.

Michael Hanlon smiled. He smiled and led you towards him farm where a friendship would blossom. Not the fleeting ones he was used to having, but one where he felt you cared about him just as much as he cared about you. Mike would never go more than three days without you appearing at his farm, sitting on a stack of hay singing Old McMike. A rendition of Old McDonald you’d come up with just for him. You told Mike about the losers, and he taught you about how to farm. Several times you had asked Mike to meet the losers, but he always told you that he wasn’t ready to make more friends.

“I’m afraid.” He’d admit. “I’m afraid of how they’ll see me, just another homeschooled black kid with dead parents.”

“Mike, they aren’t like that I swear. I mean, Richie might make a rude comment or 12, and Eddie might put on hand sanitizer after touching you, but that’s the extent of their issues. They’re great guys.”

“Maybe another time (Y/N).” he’d say. You’d frown but eventually relent.

The Losers were generally confused by your absence, they were used to being your whole world. Sometimes Stan would show up at your house and was offended that you weren’t there or with any of the other losers. Richie attributed this to Kyle Henderson, your long-time crush, and on again off again boyfriend, but you assured them that you didn’t even take Kyle that seriously.

“I’m too young for real love.” You’d say all the time and all the losers would roll their eyes.

They each had their own ideas of where you disappeared off too, they had no idea about Mike Hanlon and Mike asked you to keep it that way.

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wiinchesterlogic · 7 years

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IT Characters at Hogwarts

Gryffindors: Beverly, Georgie

Hufflepuffs: Richie, Mike

Ravenclaws: Ben, Eddie

Slytherins: Stan, Bill

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a-babe-without-a-name · 7 years

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I really want to write a Loser’s Club Circus au! WOuld anyone read it??

It would Include

The Main “couple” would be Reddie... kind of. I want to write a polyamorous relationship with it being Richie x Eddie x Female OC because that's how my mind works when writing (I NEED A FEMALE CHARACTER IN ORDER TO R E L A T E)

Stanlon and Benverly of course! As well as Bill x Audra!

ALIVE GEORGIE

NO PENNYWISE (Maybe a bit of background hinting at pennywise the nice clown)

Richie and Mike on motorbikes

STan and Beverly as trapeze artists

Bill as a mime

Georgie as a clown

Ben as a strongman

Mike with cute animals

P O S S I B L Y A W E D D I N G

ANYWAYS BEFORE I TELL the whole damn fic, so let me know if you'd read it ALSO LET ME KNOW IF YOU GUYS LIKE 3RD OR 1ST PERSON WRITING MORE

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Heartland - 11x16 - A Place to Call Home

#heartland #gifs #season 11 #11x16 #georgie crawley #alisha newton #dylan westfield #rhys matthew bond #dylan x georgie #horse #phoenix #barn

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blablablablablablaebla · 2 years

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❤️

“Sono cresciuta a pane e Take That 😍...

Non è la Rai...

Ambra con l’auricolare 🎧

e Bim Bum Bam.

Sono figlia delle Spice Girls e degli 883 😍😍 e li ascoltavo con il Walkman 📻

mi batteva forte il cuore quando al juke-box ascoltavo Always di Bon Jovi o Like a Virgin di Madonna 💘

A scuola ci andavo con le tute di flanella 😭😭

il diario Smemoranda 📔

e l'Invicta e seven🎒 (che in termini di paragone era resistente quanto un Nokia 3310)

Usavo i ciucci colorati🥰🥰,

compravo le figurine degli Sgorbions, masticavo le Big Babol all’uva e all’anguria, collezionavo le sorprese degli ovetti Kinder o del Mulino Bianco.

Vestivo jeans Energie, Levi’s 501, Bomber Gas e felpe oversize, ho indossato zeppe Fornarina 🤦‍♀️.

Aspettavo il Festivalbar 🎶 e le classifiche di MTV quasi più del Natale 🎄

I testi delle canzoni li leggevo dal Tv sorrisi e Canzoni e li imparavo a memoria per poi cantarli sotto la doccia.

Avevo “la comitiva ” 👫🏻👬👭

formata da un numero imprecisato di ragazzini e non esistevano i bulli... Erano più rompicazzi sbandati e non ci si interagiva, si passavano le giornate a giocare, ridere e scherzare o a chiacchierare sui muretti della città❤️❤️

❤

Sono cresciuta con Willy il principe di Bel Air🎶🎧🤴

Beverly Hills 90210,

rigorosamente innamorata del tenebroso Dylan,poi è arrivato Dawson's creek❤️❤️❤️

Happy Days, Beautiful e Dallas, Holly e Benji, Mila e Shiro, Georgie, Ken il guerriero, Lady Oscar, Jem e le Holograms, Magica Emi, Occhi di gatto, Creamy ed Esplorando il corpo umano.

Collezionavo i poster del Cioè, avevo i Bon Bons di Malizia e le trousse della Pupa e le Bombolette deodorante Axe Africa.

Ho conosciuto la Cabina telefonica 📞 i gettoni di rame, facevo la collezione delle schede telefoniche con tiratura limitata ( altro che pokemon 😒),

i telefoni della nonna con la ruota ed i primi telefoni bianchi della Sip ☎️

Ho fatto milioni di squilli e sognato con la Christmas card 🥰🥰🤩🤩mentre masticavo le Brooklyn.

La sera a casa guardavamo la Corrida, Giochi senza frontiere e Scommettiamo che, ridevamo con Paperissima e la sai L’Ultima e tutto il bagaglino con Pippo Franco...

Tremavo di paura 😰 ma aspettavo con ansia le puntate di Twin Peaks e X-Files.

Erano gli anni della Lambada 💃🏻 e degli yo-yo, delle macchine fotografiche 📷 col rullino che non vedevi l’ora di sviluppare e che su 25 ne uscivano bene 3/4 foto al massimo. (col cacchio che fotografavo le foto dello spritz, a 15/20mila lire a sviluppo🤣)

In gita scolastica se eri fortunata ti compravano quella usa e getta e sul pullman eri una “criminale” se sedevi in fondo.😂😂

E mentre sfrecciavo con la Mountain Bike a cambio Shimano 🚵‍♀️ sgommando sulle discese dei garage, sognavo la mia massima tecnologia che era il Game boy con il Tetris o SuperMario.😍😍

Rimpiango tutt’oggi la Lira 💸💰perché con 10 Mila lire ci facevi serata 💰, pizza bibita e ti restava pure qualcosa per il giorno dopo 🥺🥺🥺

Con questo post oggi è come se avessi preso una Bic e riavvolto il nastro di una vecchia cassetta 📼

copialo,

incollalo.. Un tuffo nel passato ❤️

Mamma mia quanta verità!

Stavamo bene … sicuramente meglio di oggi 😉

#❤️#anche se è lunga LEGGETE!

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Wrong Love Final Chapter? Pt.1/2? Eddie Kaspbrak X Reader Modern AU

Summary: Ah, finally, it’s fall and you all are finally 19 or 20. Your favorite season, is what you thought...That damn clown decides to come back because apparently you and everyone thought you killed him, but you didn’t. This all leads down to a reunion of the Losers club even though sadly Bev isn’t there to make you feel like not the only girl in the entire group. (Also sorry if this is shitty asf bc I didn’t plan for a part 4 :/ ) Bill made the stupid decision of having everyone go down to the Neibolt house for one “last” time to kill the fucking clown. Which this causes some horrible things to happen that includes your fear. Death.

Pairings: Eddie Kasprak X Reader, Richie Tozier X Reader

Warnings: Death, cursing, triggering scenes, chaos, some harm, graphic descriptions I guess, spoopy scenes, me trying to add in some humor to a sad and spoopy fic, and anything else that you would expect in this series!

Requested: Yes

Song: Afraid by The Neighborhood, and Suckerz by Blackbear

Authors Note, descriptive warning: Okay so hey there, honestly I felt so bland if you can even say that, writing this. I don’t know what it was, shit happens I guess you can say. Okay so this might be a little bit too long but whatever lol: So as you may know there will be a death part in this. It will be triggering to some people, even I had to get up and question what the hell was I writing. No I am not a psychopath for writing this, this is actually something that I have been questioning a lot lately; What happens when we die? Sorry if that just gave you a existential crisis, but I am being serious about this since it is not a funny topic to be discussing with someone. I do know that I need to get help about it but I feel better writing out what’s going on in reality, my thoughts, and my depression if that all makes sense. Me and my non online best friend were discussing this during lunch class on Friday but the topic then got quickly pushed passed to a new topic when my friend noticed how my attitude changed, thankfully, but still its serious as I said. I had cried one day just thinking that we will all die lately and this is a now VERY serious reason why I can’t even handle and talk about death now. But I am okay with telling you guys for some reason but yeah lets just get writing, okay? Trust me I am fine if you have any questions just tell me also I WILL talk to a professional about this so don’t even think about contacting someone for me.

This chapter contains triggering scenes/parts, so if you are sensitive to this please DO NOT read on. And if you are then you have been warned. Please do not try to recreate anything that goes on in this, thank you for listening to me.

(gif credits to rightful owner <3)

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Before:

“Okay so why are we here?” Stan said after almost 3 hours of just hanging out and relaxing in the quarry. “Yeah we should hurry up and get home soon, its completely dark outside since this was pointless” Richie said, you rolled your eyes. “Stop it you guys, and I think we all know why we are here” Eddie said while you walked over to him. “I’m tired Eddie” You whispered in his ear as he grasped ahold of your hand. “I know” He mumbled. “And I still wonder how Eddie out of our group got a girlfriend” Richie said trying to make a joke but everyone was being serious. “Last night…” Eddie said then Richie shuffled his hands through his hair from being nervous just to confront everyone about what happened. Eddie motioned for him to say what he did as everyone else just looked at each other but mainly just looking at Richie, “Dude I can’t tell them” Richie said quietly but stern, “Just tell them” Stan said awkward patting Richie’s shoulder. “Wait you know!? Y/n who did you tell!?” Richie said loudly from stress. “Just Eddie, but Stan just found out” you said quietly, shuffling your feet through the grass and dirt, “Just fucking tell them Rich!” Eddie said getting a little bit pissed off from Richie’s actions. “T-this is s-stupid” Bill said pointing to the three of you, “Fine!” Richie said rather loudly. “I fucking hit Y/n, are you happy that I told you now?!” Richie said yelling at everyone. You rested your head on Eddie’s shoulder. “I wish this was just a bad dream” you whispered to Eddie, trying to hide your face from everyone. Everyone was wordless, “You are all just a bunch of assholes” Richie said before walking away from the motionless astounded group. “S-seriously? Y-y/n d-did Richie rea-really do t-that?” Bill managed to speak out. You nodded and watched as everyone said their goodbyes and goodnights and left except for Stan.

“Sorry Y/n” Stan said as he lightly punched your shoulder lightly, “Night” he said when he walked off and waved.

“Come on Y/n lets leave” Eddie said as he took your hand and walked off with you to his house.

Extended:

“Eddie honestly I don’t think I want to deal with this drama anymore...” you said softly when you both walked into your house. “W-what do you mean?” he said with nervousness flooding through the pastel voice Eddie had. “I mean that I don’t want to be around anymore! Couldn’t you tell that I have been stressed and this bullshit with all these TV stereo typical love shit like fucking Twilight is stupid. I didn’t sign up for this when I decided to hang out with your friends and I don’t even want to be around them anymore Eddie. I can’t deal with these, You and Richie are like the worst part of my life now!” You tried not to yell but instead you felt stressful tears fall down from both of you. “If that’s what you really fucking want Y/n then I’m done with your drama, you can deal with Richie on your own” He poked your chest when he said ‘You’ then left slamming the door shut. You had never felt this regretful in your entire life.

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You peared looking out your foggy early morning window, watching a specific golden leaf fall that had caught your attention. “Y/n?” Eddie said as he walked into your room to see you sitting at one of your chairs, looking outside. “mhm?” You said softly. “Your mom said I could come in” “Okay” “are you okay?” He said as he sat on the floor next to you. “Yeah I guess...why are you even here though...” “You haven’t been answering my calls...” You opened your mouth to speak but it closed in fear of telling him the real truth: that you have been staying in your room for the entire week watching TV and browsing your social medias, avoiding him at school. And this was all because of that one night. “I’m sorry Eddie..for everything” You said as you averted your attention to him. Remembering that night after the drama filled week, when Eddie crawled back to you because he thought he had been the main source of all of this made you still heartbroken for saying those hurtful words to him. “It’s fine but your mom wants us to come downstairs” you nodded then got up from your sitting position and left the room with Eddie.

“Hi sweetie” Your mom said with a smile as she finished chopping up some food for dinner tonight. “Hey” “Eddie wanted to know if you both could go out, so I said only if it was okay with you” You nodded then said sure. “so do you want to leave now” “Yeah” “Okay be safe and please make smart choices, bye Eddie and tell your mom I said ‘Hi’ okay?” you rolled your eyes at your moms total obliviousness for being over-protective. “I will Mrs. L/n (last name)” You smiled then he grabbed your hand in a hurry to leave. When you guys got outside you quickly let go of his. “Where are we going and why did you do that? My mom knows about the fight and the breakup Eddie...She was at the house..during the fight..it was awkward having to explain to her..” “She knows everything?!” Eddie said as he let go of your hand too. “Yeah, she does. Now tell me where we are going before I go walk back home” You said. “Neibolt house...” you rolled your eyes thinking he had to have been lying to you. “I’m being serious Y/n..Wait don’t you have that nail bat in your garage?” “Yeah...” You said trying not to think about the last time you got dragged there, how your fear then was clowns and now it’s death. “Go get it..” You rolled your eyes yet again since he wanted you to have a weapon at least. “Fine” you muttered then ran back to get it, then ran back again back to him.

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“We’re here” Eddie said as he looked at Bill then at Mike. “Good” “Okay so why are we here?” You interrupted their planning time. “why else do you think we are here Y/n” Richie hissed. “Shut up, and the clown. Don’t you remember?” Stan said and smiled from seeing your presence after two years without the Losers club. “Yeah obviously” “Has she always been this bitchy?” Richie whispered loudly to Mike. “Shut up Richie” Mike hissed back, Richie shrugged his shoulders. “W-wh-we need to h-hu-hurry up” Bill stuttered out. You all nodded your heads in agreement. Eddie grasped your hand before you all walked in, giving you a small smile you gave him a smile back. You picked up your nailed bat and walked in with him.

Walking in you checked your phone to see what time it was, but saw that you received no signal in there gave you chills. Putting your phone back in your back pocket of your ripped jeans you looked around. “This place is even more shitty than I remember, if that’s even possible” You muttered. “Yeah...” Eddie said as he saw the dusty book shelves and the broken TV. “Ke-keep your b-bat with y-yo-you Y-y/n” Bill said quietly. Richie was walking around and ended up getting split up with the rest of the group. Stan stayed closer to you than possible, and this was only because he and Eddie were the only two people out of the group who REALLY did care about your safety. “Where did trashmouth go..?” Eddie said as he let go of your hand to try and find him. “I think he went upstairs” you spoke when you felt the softness leave your hand. Then suddenly Mike got split up from the others, then the same happened for everyone else. Stan went looking for Bill,Mike went looking for you, and Eddie went looking for Richie. Which left you alone upstairs, straight to the point you were upstairs in a locked room.

“Get away” you screamed at the top of your lungs when you saw a man who represented your fear. Death, murders, and being forgotten. You don’t know what struct your fear for being murdered but it all just happened when your friend died in a car crash. Thinking about dying and never knowing what will happen after left you in tears from that day. You were screaming and crying whilst banging on the door in hopes it would open up. You heard yelling outside the door, it was everyone and they all sounded scared and worried as hell. Anxiety rode up on you like a jackass trying to get around your car but instead their car is so close to yours. “Somebody please help me!” You cried out. When the door finally busted open everything went black. Your last thoughts were: “I’m dead, this is the end of Y/n.” Everyone screamed when they saw blood and your body. Some were motionless but everything was too real that it made it scary. “S-so-somebody d-do s-so-something!” Bill screamed. Eddie was in tears and ran out but ended up falling just like the first time this happened. Then he screamed and Richie came running to help him. Mike just stood there motionless because this reminded him of all that happened to his family. Bill and Stan tried to wake you up but failed. “M-my mom s-said that i-if you c-check someone’s p-pulse it t-tells you if they ar-are dead” Stan said, he only stuttered when he was nervous or scared. Bill nodded and checked your pulse but received nothing “SHE IS FUCKING DEAD!!” Stan screamed at the top of his lungs. Mike was crying and everything was a full on chaotic mess. Quickly Stan yelled at Mike to help them pick you up to at least get you all outside and somewhat safe.

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“Richie I said there is a fucking inhaler in the second fanny pack outside!” Eddie screamed in between breathes. “OKAY OKAY I WILL GO GET IT” Richie said running outside. “Don’t forget the fucking bat!” Mike yelled. “Pick the damn thing up then!” Stan yelled at him back, then Mike picked it up and helped them carry you downstairs. “Y/n?” Eddie said when he saw Bill and Stan trying to carry your limp and heavy body downstairs. “What the fuck!” Richie screamed then threw Eddie’s fanny pack at Eddie. He caught the fanny pack then tried his best to get his inhaler. When he found it he practically took all the air the inhaler had. “Here” Mike gave Richie the nailed bat. “Is she even breathing!?” “Can’t Eddie like give her his inhaler?” Richie said. “Nah dipshit!” Eddie yelled when he saw your limp hand move from Bill and Stan trying to move outside. Then to make everything worse that fucking demon clown appeared. This was some Stranger Things shit because that fucking clown was coming out of the wall. “What the-AHHHHHHH” Eddie screamed at the top of his lungs, he got up and bolted out of the house. Richie ended up trying to chase down Eddie to make his slow down and calm down to. Mike helped Stan and Bill get you out safely. When you were all outside Richie was still chasing Eddie to make him stop running. “EDS SLOW THE FUCK DOWN” Richie screamed at Eddie. “Is she okay, wait what do you mean she isn’t breathing?!” Mike said in a scared tone. “This is fucking stupid!” Stan said loudly then let go of your body. “I’m going home, I don’t want to touch a dead girl...” Stan said and got in car, driving off to his house. “Asshole” mike muttered then noticed your tiny body was crushing Bill. “H-help me!” Bill said while Mike went over to help up your body. “H-how are w-we g-go-going to t-tell h-he-her parents?!” Bill spazzed out. “We a-al-already l-lu-lost G-Ge-Georgie!” Bill managed to stutter out. “Calm down, we need to atleast get Richie to give us a ride to her house” “M-mu-mike HOW A-ARE WE GOING TO TELL H-HER MO-MOM!?” Bill yelled out with stress. “I got h-him” Richie said as he had Eddie following him. “He ran like a fucking mile..past 29-Neibolt street...” Richie said as his speech slowed down from running. “It’s not my fault that there was a fucking cLOWN COMING OUT OF THE WALL!” “Calm down you guys! We need a ride to Y/n’s house” Mike said then looked at the ground. “Yeah I guess you can get a ride home from me...” Richie said. “H-how are w-we going to tell Mrs. L/n (Last name)..” “We just tell her” Eddie spoke up.

The drive up there was awkward for the 4 boys to be in a car with a what seemed to be dead friend. “I can’t believe I’m in a fucking car with my dead fucking ex!” Eddie muttered. “This is crazy!” His last mutters turned his new words into slight yelling. “Calm down! We will get this taken care of!” “Mike seriously, I agree with Eddie. How the hell are we going to tell the fucking cops?! Or even her mom!?” Richie said. “All th-they will t-th-think is t-th-that w-we kil-killed h-her” Bill said softly and quietly. “See! Even Richie and Bill think this is crazy!” Eddie went to get his inhaler. “I’m fucking out!” He yelled and his breathing got worse. “Bill or Mike there should be a extra inhaler lying around in the back seat somewhere” (FUCKING REDDIE RIGHT THERE M8 OFC RICHIE WOULD HAVE AN EXTRA INHALER!! lmao) “Okay”

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Richie nearly ran over a old ladys mailbox when parking, “Slow down man!” Mike yelled. “Shush it I know how to drive!” Eddie rolled his eyes. “I don’t feel good about this...” Eddie said quietly. “You’re the one who said we do this!” Richie said as he turned off the car and turned to look at everyone else, and at your dead body...”Who votes that Eddie tells Y/n’s mom?” Richie spoke up. Everyone raised their hand and Eddie groaned. “You guys suck” (Insert Richie making another dick joke lmao) “Not as hard as I do” Richie said with a smirk. “Toizer, are you hinting that you’re gay?” Mike said (Eddie needs his gay inhaler rn during this part lmao). He rolled his eyes then Eddie got out of the car.

When Eddie knocked on the door his entire heart sunk and he felt the need to cry. In Eddie’s mind he was just thinking that this was stupid, like seriously? Showing up at your ex girlfriend’s house to tell her MOTHER that she is fucking dead because of a psycho ass bitch clown? He took a deep sigh then the door swung open. It. Was. Her. Fucking. Dad. Eddie was now screaming internally. “H-hey Mr. L/n” Eddie forced himself to give out a pain-killing smile. “Hiya Eddie, where is Y/n” Your dad said. “YourdaughterisfuckingdeadtherewasafuckingclownthatkilledherandIdon’tknowwhatodopleasedontfuckingkillmeiminnocentashellunlikeRichie!” Eddie said fastly before he ran back to the car before your dad grabed his shoulder, forcing him to stop. “Did you just say Y/n is dead?” your dad said sternly but concerned. “Y/m/n (Your mom’s name)” Your dad called out loudly. “Yes?” Your mom said when she walked out. “Oh hi Eddie, where is Y/n?” Your mom smiled brightly then her smile turned into a frown. “is she really dead Eddie?” Her voice cracked with depression. Eddie nodded then Richie and everyone else got out of his dumpy car. Stan, Bill, Mike, and Richie came walking up and stood next to Eddie. “Richie Tozier are you seriously okay with my ‘dead’ daughter’s body in your car?!” Your dad’s voice raised. “Y-yes. I really am. If it was anyone else then I probably wouldn’t even be able to have him or her near my car” Richie spoke the truth which made your moms heart sink. “I wouldn’t want to ever call the ambulance or the cops on you guys, but I have to” Your mom said then went inside. “Please..Come inside” Your dad motioned for them all to come inside.

They all took a seat on the couch, “Bill!” your little sister yelled out as she ran into the living room with her friend. “Y/s/n! (Your sister’s name)” Bill said when he saw the little 6 year old girl, he smiled softly when she hugged his leg since she was short for her age. “Where is Y/n?” She said then sat down next to him. As if on cue your mom came walking in and picked up Y/s/n. “S-she is at the- skate factory with her other friends” Your mom forced a fake smile and Bill nodded at her. “Thank you” he mouthed to her and your mom walked into a different room. “Why is she still at the skate factory then?” Your sister’s friend asked Bill quietly. Bill tried to not cry when he remembered seeing her play around with Georgie, when Mike saw Bill’s reaction to the little girl he chimed in. “S-she is a-uh sick..She refused t-to leave” Richie then texted Mike. “Nice reply dipshit” then when Mike got the text he responded back saying: “Bite me”

The police and ambulence sirens got louder and the little girl ran into your sister’s room. You had been quickly taken to the hospital, everybody had to tag along but your sister’s little friend couldn’t because her mom wouldn’t allow her to.

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Extended:

Stan, Eddie, Richie, Your sister, mom, and dad were the people who decided to stay. Stan, Eddie, and Richie all had to watch your little sister in the waiting room while your mom and dad were talking to the doctors. “Richie wake up!” Your sister called out as she tugged on his shirt. It was 11pm and they were fighting to stay awake but Richie fell asleep knowing him. “What?” Richie said. Eddie was wide awake and nervously sitting in the middle of Stan and Richie. “Boys, me and Mr. L/n (your last name) are gonna watch Y/n’s little sister for a bit so you all can go check in on her, okay?” Your mom called out. “Richie wake the fu- I mean wake up” Eddie said as he quickly got up and walked into your room with Stan and Richie. “Y/n?” they called out but received no answer. “You guys can I have some alone time...?” Richie and Stan nodded and left.

“Y/n...I’m sorry for everything I put you through” Eddie said breaking down when he took a seat next to you. “Even though you are my moon and my stars, doesn’t mean that its wrong for you to be my ex along with that. Even though people say its considered wrong to be best friends with your ex we proved them wrong” Eddie’s voice cracked from crying. “If I knew you were going to die then my last words to you wouldn’t have been about that stupid nailed bat...” “And we all did really care about you Y/n” The tear drops from his heavy eyes fell onto your pale skin and the white bed sheets on the hospital bed. “I really do love you Y/n” and now I guess you can say that was the last words Eddie said to you. Now the sounds of the machine beeping that showed you had been alive now stopped. And everything was done. Forever.

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