#gif chat: stan && ben

[birdwatchedboy]

closed starter for: @illsfates​ ben hanscom

he was running late. he was meant to meet ben as soon as the competition started, or preferably before, but neither seemed to be happening this morning. he smoothed his gloved hands down his knee length jacket, feeling far too harried to be presentable but far too tardy to be able to take a moment. not that ben would particularly mind, stan knew, but he valued ben more than that. he wanted ben to feel more valued than that. he pushed down his disappointment in himself and made a bee line for where ben stood in the snow.

"sorry i'm late!"

[gleefullypolin]

Stacy's Tipsy Musing's – Penelope Bridgerton Hot Takes - Part 3

Ok boys and girls, we need to have a little chat about Penelope Bridgerton.

Part 2 has been out now for a couple of days and there have been a lot of hot takes to come out of the season. A LOT of hot takes. I’m going to break this down into 4 parts like I did for Colin ((Part 1, 2, 3, 4, Bonus). 4 questions that I'm seeing really bad hot takes about Penelope.

Not surprising I see lots of hot takes about Pen, because either A) people cannot handle a woman complex emotions and facets, B) hate on a woman who does not fit societal norms and standards or C) are stans who refuse to see that all characters have imperfections which make them even more delicious to watch.

Last time we talked about Colin’s entrapment statement to Pen and her reaction to it.  Question 1,   Question 2, now lets get to question 3:

Why didn’t Show!Pen give up Lady Whistledown like Book!Pen did?

Ok let’s talk Book vs Show. In the book she’s 28, but in the show, she’s just turned 20 and in the book she’s already been Whistledown for 12 years, much longer than the 3 in the show. So, she’s built an actual empire in the show and has been doing this for a very long time in her life. By the end of the book, she’s ready to give this up and move on to her novel.

In the show, this is still new hat to her. She has accomplished much, yes, but for her, its still something she’s trying to make her own. She still wants to see if this is her purpose. She knows she feels lost when she tries to give it up, that she feels that something in her is telling her that it’s not right to let it go. And I think she resents that Colin continually keeps asking her to do that.

I also think its very early in the series for her to give this up. I have high suspicions that Ben is next and even though I have not read his book, I know that LW plays a part in that story still since we skipped over him in the series, so I assume the writers want to keep LW as a part of it and make Pen the first Regency official journalist. So, Pen will use her sources, the butlers, maids, cooks, etc, where she gets her information. I have a feeling we will see her continue to determine if this is where she wants to continue with her writing and maybe that is part of Season 4 with her finding her purpose in her eventual novel.

But I really think they just felt it was still too new for Pen. As she stated to Eloise, Whistledown is power, and Pen was not ready to let all of that go. A woman in that era had no voice, no power, and with her quill she found that even as Penelope, she could be a force to be reckoned with. And just like her now published husband, her name is associated with her written word. That is powerful indeed.

In the show Portia tells her women give up their dreams for their husbands, I loved how when she did that, she burned her LW pamphlets at the same time as Colin finally got past his writers’ block and began soaring. And my heart pained. As a strong-willed woman, with daughters myself, I would never, could never imagine this for my girls. I would say we live in a different time, but I will also say for the sake of argument, with the way society has come for women and our rights in the past few years, this season hit different. Perhaps it’s why I appreciated the themes that much more.  Never give up your dream’s ladies, not for anything, especially men.

So, at the end of all of it, after she decided to give up her identify, after she decided that she could never give up herself, her writing, and with the Queen giving her the go ahead, and her husband standing by her side, Penelope has decided to continue finding herself through her writing. And maybe that will take her to her novel, “Wallflower” and maybe it doesn’t. Maybe she becomes Mayfair’s most famous journalist, but I can’t wait to find out either way.

Stick around for part 4....

Isn’t Pen ending up with a baby right away truly ending her career and freedom for her and colin and traveling?

[theerurishipper]

Hi~ Hope you have a lovely day. I want to get your opinions on my rant lol and ask.

Marinette is such a disappointment of a lead female character in a western magical girl cartoon. She isn't a good leader and all her team consist of yes men and women and sidekick Chat Noir where her real partner Alya is standing over to the side. I liked her in the first two season and maybe some in s3 but the s4 and onward just got to me ngl. It's her world and we're all just living in it. Miraculous is so weird when it comes to team dynamics because I get she's guardian but I really wished it were someone else and not her because she chooses people she already get along great with. It fun for team dynamics to add be different and broader.

The whole she's just 14 the fandom spouts only goes so far how many messes do you do until you realise you need to own up to them even at that age when you should know better on your conduct ?

I get it hard to communicate but onwards I always thought the bigger of the two in the conflict was her because of her secrecy and her controlling tendencies. I disliked it so much in the ephemeral episode and her betraying her partner disgusted me. Sorry to those who like or defend her character this much but I can't stan or like a character that does this much crap to a friend let alone a love interest and then gloss over or minimize it and not be called out for it. Like, are people standards that low they think she's a good leader or a good proper representation on feminism when this show reeks of misogyny and misandry. She's the ultimatum voice for Astruc.

A communication issue with her Chat was fine a long time ago but now in s5 she crossed it hell nah how do people still support a ship with her knowing she followed Hawkmoth command for Adrien. I literally can't anymore with this show. Every guy she likes gotta be so 100 percent in effort and like in the Shadybug special him always comforting her makes me so jaded whenever she cries what about a change in dynamics had we ever seen her comfort him in turn how are people invested in this ship? Like that time in the bench and she just thought of ways to woo or give presents instead of just comforting him is so sad to watch.

She really followed in Master Fu steps. The bar is in hell and she crossed it in the finale. There is no excuse no handwaving it away and i know in my heart they gonna minimize it for Adrien own good. Everything is for his own good huh? What good is it rooting for a ship that just reeks of pity points. Like, she was never my favorite but who knew 8 years ago she'd pull a stunt like this and people bending over and doing mental gymnastics to rationalise this insanity. She really is a good foil to Gabriel ironically to bad she has no sway in this family drama we call the Agreste.

I know she has good intentions and it's not wrong for her to wish to save her prince but like thats all that is intention. Her actions are also important and the effects she's done is so bad that if she weren't the Main character and we haven't spent the chunk of the majority in her pov alone she'd be disliked.

I feel like compared to other respective series Winx Club s1-3 Bloom, Danny Phantom, Ben 10, Totally Spies they have it much more harder and so many more all show the consequences of your actions and how you do them right and they're her age. I feel like whenever someone bring up consequences it's like people in this particular fandom think we do it to punish Marinette but no I just never ever saw it properly done in this show because she's very coddled in the narrative. I don't see other MC as coddled as her before in a show where when they MESS UP it's actually integral and important.

Rant over.

You encapsulated all my thoughts perfectly, anon. I've said so many times before that I loved Marinette from Season 1-3 and even during Season 4 as it aired. What made me fall out of love with her character post Season 4 was the utter lack of acknowledgement of her actions and the insistence in portraying her as in the right at all times. Like you said, it's not just your intentions that matter. Your actions and the effects that they have on the people around you also matter. The writers don't seem to understand this, and it hits Marinette's character worst of all. She had so much potential to be such a great character, which is why I feel so sad seeing just how badly the writing failed her. Marinette deserved better.

Thank you for your ask!

[supraveng]

Marvelous Friends - part 2

part 1             series masterlist

Summary: Your best friend introduces you to the man of your dreams

Characters: Reader, Benedict Cumberbatch x Sophie Hunter, RDJ x Susan Downey, Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Lisa Evans

The rest of the day was filled with meeting more beautiful people and lots of laughter, you realized that they had created a large family through working together for years and you almost missed being in that type of atmosphere. It was getting late and a few people had started to dwindle out, you were chatting with Robert & Chris when Benedict came up and gave you a defeated look.

Robert looked taken back by the glare you were being given “what’s wrong with you?”

“I’m trying to get my children to listen to me, but I think Y/N broke them, I have no control over them at all” Ben sighed which only prompted you to laugh.

“Oh Benny, you’ve never had control of them”

“Haha, very funny. I’m trying to get them to clean up so we can head home”

“Ok” you shrug trying to figure out what the issue is.

“But both Kit and Hal said they don’t need to because I didn’t play the song” he sighs trying to make you feel guilt or something, but he knew better. "So, I started singing the clean up song”

You couldn’t help but giggle at him “that’s lame, and that song sucks” you mumbled between laughter.

“That’s what Kit said” shaking his head at you “just tell me how to get them to clean up”

Scrunching up your face, you had just enough alcohol in your system to tease Ben much more than you normally would “what’s in it for me?” causing Chris and Robert to begin laughing at Ben’s defeated expression. “Ok, I’m sorry, hand me your phone” you held out your hand.

“Why do you need my phone?” he skeptically eyed you while pulling it out of his pocket.

“Because I don’t think you will be able to sing the song in its entirety and the boys need ample time to clean up” you are searching YouTube and find the song, handing him back his phone. “Start the song when you get in the room, when the song is over, they will be done” you state matter of factly.

“This better work” he mumbled as he walked away. Shaking your head at his attitude towards your methods of child rearing, you got back to your conversation with Chris, as Robert had disappeared. Chris was funny and smart and made you feel completely welcomed in this group of mostly strangers.

Within 10 minutes, Kit was crawling back in your lap with Hal following behind. Looking at Benedict, you raised an eyebrow “yes, ok, it worked. I’m not sure how, but it worked”

“Benny I have a dozen nieces and nephews, I know what I’m doing” you winked at him and turned back to Chris

“Alright, I gotta know, what song could possibly get these boys to behave so well” his Boston accent coming out more and it did things to you that you hadn’t expected.

“Well, I suppose I could tell you, but do you have anyone to use it on? I’ve worked hard to properly gain the trust of my favorite kids, so it has to be worth it for me to reveal my secrets” you respond with a smirk and a small kiss to Kit’s head.

He smiles at you and the way you and Kit are cuddled up together “I have a few nephews and a niece that could benefit from your wisdom, yea” he smirks.

“Ok, it’s Europe’s The Final Countdown. It is incredibly simple and it works like a charm. Once the song starts they know it's time to clean up or finish what they are doing, it’s about 5 minutes long and when it’s over they know they have to be done” you shrug as Kit and Hal start singing, rather loudly.

Chris and you start laughing at the boys knowing most of the words to a random song from an 80s hair band. “That’s brilliant, how did you come up with that?” he asks with a smirk that you could not get enough of.

“I told you, I have a dozen nieces and nephews”

“Seriously? I thought you were exaggerating” he started laughing harder.

“No, and I’ll be visiting all of them in a few weeks and wouldn’t be surprised if there were more on the way” you told him shaking your head.

Kit perked up “are you going to FL without me?” he asked with a sad face like you were abandoning him.

“Well, I am going to visit my mom, dad and brothers, but I promise I won’t go to Disney until you get to join me, does that work?” you asked hoping to avoid any unnecessary tears.

He huffed and mumbled an ok in return before running off with his brother. You and Chris chatted a bit more before Ben returned. “Sophie is changing Finn then we will be heading out, if you are ready” he smirked looking between you two.

“Of course, I didn’t realize how late it was” turning to Chris and extending your hand “it was nice meeting you, thanks for the chat”

“Oh come on, we’re passed hand shakes” Chris laughed as he pulled you into a hug. “And good luck with the book tour”

Chris watched as you made your way through the house with Kit talking rather animated on whatever it is that 5 year olds find so interesting. There was something about you that he hadn’t expected, you were smart, funny but down to earth and confident.

“So, did you get her number?” Seb asked as he walked up to Chris and handed him a fresh beer.

“What? No, she’s nice, but you know, it’s not like that, I’m not looking for anything right now, and she’s nice but that’s it” Chris shrugged.

“Who are you trying to convince, me or you?” he questioned laughing at how his friend was a bit too defensive.

“What? I can’t be friends with someone just because she’s beautiful?”

“I didn’t say that man, but friends exchange numbers too you know” Seb shrugged and patted Chris’ back as he walked away.

“Shit, you’re right. But I can’t run after her now and ask for it, that would seem needy….maybe I can ask Benedict?”

“Yea, that wouldn’t look needy at all!” he laughed at Chris’ pained expression before stepping away.

You were settled in the car next to Kit and Hal when Ben looked at you with a lopsided grin. “Why are you looking at me like that?” you asked not sure where his mind was at the moment.

“No reason, you just seemed to have a good time today, got along well with Chris'' he shrugged as if he wasn’t pushing some agenda.

"We chatted, he's a nice guy, not sure what else you are expecting" you looked at him skeptically.

"Well, did you give him your number?" Sophie asked, trying to push things along knowing Benedict didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

You laughed as you shook your head "no, because he didn't ask for it. It was a fun get together and the Downey's are delightful people, seeing Sebastian again after so long was unexpected and great. Your friends are very nice but they are your friends, but let's not put something there that doesn't exist"

By the time you made it back to their house you were sober and gathering your things to head home.

"Please don't be mad at Ben, he just wants to see you happy" Sophie whispered as she hugged you goodbye.

"I'm not mad at all, not even disappointed or anything. I went with no expectations and had a lot of fun, I would call that a successful"

You knew the week ahead would be busy and you could prioritize and get things done quickly, however a last minute lunch with the Cumberbatch crew was top priority come Monday morning.

Convincing Sophie to let you take Kit for the afternoon was much easier than expected, but the look in Hal’s eyes when he found out he didn’t get to go was almost heartbreaking, so you really had no other choice than to take them both with you. The day was so much fun and you kept in touch with their parents so they would stay calm.

The rest of the week was a blur of last minute meetings and packing and changes to your schedule. Once you left LA, you were bound and determined to have an amazing experience since it had been ages since you had one of your novels published and felt like an eternity since you were out on a book tour.

It was nearly dinner time when your second book signing for the day was finishing up, it was an amazing turn out and you were excited to be back in the city. You were just finishing off your coffee, trying your best to stay alert when the bookstore team tells you that this was the last person in line for the signing.

You put on your most sincere smile when a woman approached “hi, I’m Y/N, I’m so glad you could come by today”

“Oh dear, the pleasure is all mine, I’m Lisa” she told you as she extended her hand to shake yours.

“Well, I always love meeting a fan, but let me warn you, this book is not as fluffy as my last, that is if you’ve read them” you tell her as you are signing the inside cover and adding a personal message.

“I have, but I didn’t realize you had another book coming out until my son told me about the signing here today. He was nice enough to bring me” she mentioned as you finished signing her book.

Looking up as you were handing it back you saw a familiar face behind Lisa and couldn’t help but smile. Lisa immediately noticed you looking past her and turned to find Chris watching the two of you.

“There you are, I was just telling Y/N here that I wouldn’t have known about her new book if it wasn’t for you” Lisa beams at Chris.

"Well, I truly appreciate the support, today had a really good turn out" you tell them when the team comes over to let you know you are done for the day, allowing you to chat with the Evans' a bit longer.

"So, is this day 1 or 2?" Chris asked as you were packing up your belongings.

"This is day one, tomorrow is a bit different than my normal tour”

“Sorry to interrupt, but we need to get going for dinner, Y/N, why don’t you join us? Seems that you and my son have some catching up to do” Lisa smiled at the two of you.

“Thank you for the offer, but I couldn't intrude on you” you try to decline as politely as possible.

“Nonsense, I insist” she told you as she began to usher you all out of the store.

You were about to protest again, but Chris put his hand on your arm grabbing your attention before leaning in to whisper “it will be easier to just do as she says”

“What was that Chris?” you both looked to see Lisa waiting for a response.

“Ma, I was just letting her know that you won’t take no for an answer” he smirked at his mother then you before opening the door for you but his mom hopped in the car first and called for you to sit with her in the back.

“I guess I’m driving” he mumbled to himself before getting in and starting the engine. Once at the restaurant you were seated immediately, and Lisa began her interrogation.

“So, how do you and my son know each other?” she looked calm and poised but you’ve seen the same tactics with your own mother and knew what you needed to do.

“Well, we met last week through some mutual friends, so honestly we don’t really know that much about each other” you are trying to be as honest as possible while answering not sure what Lisa’s angle is here, but you have a pretty good idea.

“Really, you two seem so comfortable around each other, I assume you’ve known each other for a while now and he's just keeping you a secret” Lisa comments and you see her wink at Chris, who just shakes his head. “How long are you in town?”

“I’m here tomorrow, then on to the next stop on the book tour” you tell her as the waiter begins to pass around drinks.

“You mentioned tomorrow is different, what is on the agenda?” Chris asks as you all look at the menu.

“Well, I actually agreed to doing a few guest lectures at Boston College, and to be completely honest, I’m pretty sure I’m over my head” you tell them.

“Oh, that sounds exciting, what made you agree to that?” Lisa asks you with an enormous smile on her face.

You try to remember why you agreed, you loved going to school there, but you were not one for public speaking. The thought is now terrifying to you to provide information to the next round of collegiate masterminds.

“Um, well, it’s my alma mater. And I actually have stayed in contact with my favorite professor after I graduated, he’s been kind of a mentor to me throughout my career. He’s been asking for years for me to come and pop into his classes, and somehow I finally agreed.” you take a deep breath, hoping your anxiety doesn’t get you all worked up and preventing you from sleeping tonight, that would truly only make the session tomorrow more difficult.

The conversation between the three of you flowed easily throughout the rest of the dinner, the wine helps you relax and get to know both Lisa and Chris better.

As your meal was wrapping up you leaned over to Lisa, “thank you so much for inviting me tonight, you remind me so much of my mom, making me feel a bit guilty I haven’t talked to her today" you grimace.

"It sounds like you are close with your family, that's good, a strong support system makes life easier" she reminds you as you all begin to exit the restaurant.

"We are pretty close, I'm the one living furthest away, but I'll see them in 2 weeks, and enjoy a little downtime. Thanks again for the great company" you tell her and hug both her and Chris goodbye.

"Where are you staying? Let me at least drop you at your hotel" Chris states as you begin to pull away.

As tempting as the offer was, you knew you needed some time to work on your presentation for tomorrow and do your best to not become a giant stress ball. You shake your head, "I appreciate the offer but its literally a block from here. I can text you when I get there, so you know I'm safe" you offer.

You usually aren't this bold, but you liked Chris, even if it was just a new friend but since he wasn't making any move towards more than random run ins, you decided to be brave and go for it. But since you knew he was way out of your league the sneakier approach was your safer bet.

"Absolutely" he responded quicker than you expected, reaching for your phone to add himself to your contacts. "Holy crap! You weren't kidding about all the nieces and nephews" he chuckles while he comments on your phone screen pic of you goofing off with the kids at Christmas.

“Hey, I wouldn’t lie about my loves, they are awesome kids….thanks to me” you laugh as you take your phone back. “Thanks for dinner, and drive safe” you wave and head down the street.

Chris climbed back into the car, and headed towards his mother’s house. Lisa kept an eye on him but didn’t say a word.

“Alright, I can feel you staring at me, what is it?” Chris asked with mock agitation.

“Nothing, I’m just wondering if you are ignoring your feelings or you haven’t realized them yet” she responded with a smirk.

“Ma, it’s not like that” he shook his head “she’s a friend. We just met like a week ago, and honestly, I don’t want to be in a relationship right now.”

She hummed in response before turning to him again “just remember, sometimes we are given what we need, even if it’s not something we want”. Chris was turning into his mothers driveway and about to respond when his phone chimed.

Y/N: thanks again for dinner, your mom is awesome, have a great night 😉

Part 3

[annie-mit-ie]

Glimpses: Part 14a (Kathryn Hahn x Fem!Reader)

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Summary: The cast goes out for dinner.

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Well hello there again! I was scheduled for work today but my shift got cancelled, so I had some time to go on with the story. Today's story doesn't begin with a gif - but it ends with one. Additionally, I am very anxious for everyone's reaction. Please don't kill me. xxx A.

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On set has always been Kathryn’s favorite place to be. Ever since she can think, she wanted to be an actress. It’s overwhelming sometimes, that’s for sure. But watching the movies at the end, after the projects are done, is the most rewarding thing to her. 

It’s Wednesday afternoon, today was a short day because the director scheduled some night shootings at the beginning of the week and promised to give everyone off earlier on Wednesday so the cast could go out for dinner. That’s why Kathryn is sitting in her Trailer with manager Jennifer and assistant Agnes (Ben is already off for the day) as they enjoy a cup of coffee as they chat about the upcoming weeks.

Kathryn is sprawled out on the couch, propping her feet up on Jennifer’s lap who doesn’t mind to have a little less personal space. Jennifer is studying the week’s schedule on her iPad as Kathryn stares at the ceiling. 

“Do you know what you want to wear to dinner today?” Kathryn props her head up to look at Jennifer and tries to find a quick answer.

She hates questions about outfits because usually she just throws on a blazer to whatever shirt she is wearing that day and calls is a day. As if anyone cares what she is wearing. Also, with no social media she wouldn’t notice bad press anyway.

Realizing Kathryn hasn’t thought of it yet, Agnes gets up and walks towards her wardrobe. Kathryn’s eyes follow her.

“Thank you, Aggie, just a black blazer would be great. Did I bring one? I’ll just wear it with the shirt I’m wearing. No fuzz and all.” Kathryn says apologetically. She feels bad for not getting up and arranging her clothes herself, but she is completely exhausted and can’t find the strength to get up just yet.

The three woman chat for a little longer before Kathryn sits down to reapply her makeup and fix her hair. There’s a knock on the door. Once again, Agnes is the one who gets up to open it as Jennifer is on a call with a magazine who wants to interview Kathryn soon.

“Hello! Can I he-“ The redhead nearly falls out of the trailer as she is faced with one of Kathryn’s co stars. The actor smiles at her softly, offering a hand to steady her.

“Is Kathryn here?” He asks in a raspy, low voice and peeks his head into the trailer. Kathryn, who has turned around from where she is seated, makes eye contact with him and offers a slow wave to say hello.

“K! We’re slowly but surely getting ready to leave and I thought I’d give you a heads up and maybe even take you with me already.” Hearing this nickname from anyone but you makes Kathryn feel very uneasy and her whole inside flinches as she realizes that, if she doesn’t speak up about it, he will continue using it. But at the same time: what is she supposed to say? She can’t just call him out for something like that because that could make her seem extremely unfriendly right away.

Realizing an answer is long overdue, she nods and checks herself in the mirror. “Can I get… like 10 more minutes, Jeff? I’ll come find you immediately.”

He shoots her a bright smile “Don’t worry! Let’s make it 15 and I’ll pick you up again.” And with that he leaves the trailer again.

Jennifer, who ended the call just a moment ago, looks up from the tablet to grin at Kathryn. “What a gentleman.” She winks.

“Treating you just the way you deserve to be treated.” Agnes also winks at her and Kathryn wishes she could just slap both of them. Lovingly, obviously.

Jennifer gets her attention back. “So…. Are you gonna go with him?”

“IS IT GONNA BE A DATE?” The younger woman jumps in excitedly.

Kathryn turns around to actually face her two closest people again without a mirror being the transmitting point. “Guys, you know I’ve been spending time with Y/N. That would be extremely unfair to her. I couldn’t.”

Agnes starts nodding as Jennifer takes her attention off the tablet for a moment and fully faces Kathryn. “I know, but let’s face it. She is much younger than you, doesn’t know a thing about the business and she won’t be here for a long long time. And of she would be here then press would go absolutely wild and you know that!”

“But… she makes me happy.” Kathryn won’t let her manager talk for herself and over her feelings like that and smiles as she sees her assistant nod behind Jennifer’s back over the remark.

“Might be, but still. My point stands. As your manager I have to tell you that both could be an extreme distraction, but at least he is here and you don’t have to stay up extremely late to communicate.” Jennifer looks back at her tablet, where she furiously starts typing. “Also. He has a very clean record and seems genuinely nice.”

“Let’s put on the red lipstick you brought, Kathryn! I’ll help you.” Agnes smiles and gets up from where she is seated to step closer to Kathryn, pushing her red hair behind her ears.

As they look at each other in the mirror and Kathryn’s eyes meet hers, she realizes how emotional her boss seems to be over the whole situation. Realizing Agnes is about to make another remark, Kathryn slightly shakes her head as she keeps intense eye contact and reaches for the lipstick to distract herself.

Just a moment later, Jeffrey knocks on the door again.

“There she is!” He exclaims, reaching for Kathryn’s hand who is about to step out of the trailer. “The most beautiful woman on set.”

She blushes and slaps his arm that is intertwined with hers all while jokingly rolling her eyes. “Oh shush.” She laughs.

“Just spilling some facts. Let’s go, I’ll drive. The others left just a moment ago and I offered to bring you.”

It’s a short drive and the two hold a casual conversation about previous projects and the mood is good. He seems to actually be quiet the gentleman as he immediately walks around the car and opens the door for her to get out. It’s just now becomes clear that it wasn’t a smart idea to leave later than the others.

Word must have spread and paparazzi and a handful of fans are building a crowd in front of the restaurant. For aesthetic reasons, the restaurant’s entrance is made out to look like a red carpet - the perfect opportunity to shoot some pictures of the stars.

The whole cast is still outside, waiting for Jeff and Kathryn all while handing out autographs. Paparazzi line up to get the perfect shot of the whole cast. Someone from the restaurant seems to be outside already to organize and manage the situation and give the cast some space. He talks the paparazzi down to take a single picture of all of them together.

Kathryn gets seemingly uneasy. She never really does a lot of big press for her projects and events like the Grammys are so organized that she doesn’t get to experience chaos like this, especially with no security around. Jeffrey turns around to look at her. “Hold on to me, we’ll be inside in a minute.”

She smiles thankfully and intertwines their arms again on their way inside. As they are all stopped for the cast picture, the fans line up with the paparazzi to get some pictures themselves. There is a moment of silence as the hotel manager arranges everyone and clears the chaos. A random girl in the back of the people suddenly jumps up and, thereby, grabs everyone’s attention. “I LOVE YOU, KATHRYN.” She jumps again. “YOU’RE SO BEAUTIFUL, KATHRYN.” She yells, prompting Kathryn to break out into the most beautiful smile, a sight that doesn’t go unnoticed by Jeffrey who smiles back at her, creating a moment that is captured by a fan’s phone.

Dinner itself is calming and everyone has a good time. Kathryn loves to get to know everyone this way and they stay for multiple hours until the sun has long set and it seems like everyone is on their third desert, just to drag out the time.

Slightly intoxicated from all the wine she has had with the female co star next to her, Kathryn smiles at Jeffrey. “Thank you for offering a ride, by the way. I feel like I haven’t said that yet.”

“You are very welcome.” He replies and places his hand on her upper thigh for a moment as the two of them look at each other for a little too long.

“Kathryn! Another glass?” She actress next to Kathryn grabs her attention as the waiter offers to pour another one. Overthinking for a moment, Kathryn ends up declining the glass and asks for a water instead. She doesn’t want to be hungover tomorrow.

As it nears midnight, the cast slowly but surely makes their way back home and Jeff reaches out for Kathryn once again to help her up from the table. Just like before, he offers her a right back home to the hotel that she is staying in over night. They realize they are living on the same floor as they make their way back to her room. 

Kathryn, who’s red lipstick has already worn off from all the food and drinks she’s had, stumbles slightly. Not because she is drunk, but because of how tired she feels. There are no words to describe how glad she is that she doesn’t have to work early the next morning. Her first shoot isn’t until 3pm, so she will definitely be sleeping in.

Jeffrey guides her all the way to her room and watches her as she let’s herself in. He stays in the door frame, leaning against it as his eyes follow her every step. Kathryn takes off her blazer and ruffles through her hair after putting her jewelry on a plate on her table.

In her background, Jeffrey, who is still standing where she left him, clears his throat. “Come and spend the night with me.”

[thetimelordbatgirl]

This is from my friend, @venomisedjoker​ for the ask game, but tumblr being a bitch and won’t let him send it, so: “7, 12 and 15?”

#7: A Character That I’d Marry Unironically: .....This is him taunting me cause of the amount of characters I’ve said in chat to step on me.....but I’ll have to go for DCEU’s Wonder Woman I guess for this one. 

#12: A Character That I Love That Is Underappreciated: Ben from Descendants, cause sure, he’s popular in fandom, but people really do like to trash him sometimes to blame him for Mal’s mistakes and crap and act like a boy can’t get mad cause his girlfriend was about to alter his memories six months after she love spelled him, and he’s generally the only one from the start who cares about bringing the VKs over and him and Uma really would have made a good team up if the writers wont busy acting like he’s suddenly not in love with the true Mal. 

#15: A Character I’d Throw Hands With: ....I would say Mal, but that seems too obvious for me really.....so hmm....lets say.....Hades from Descendant 3, cause we do not stan neglectful fathers who know for a fact that they got fairly imprisoned on the Isle, but still wanna act like they did nothing wrong. 

Send Me A Number And I’ll Tell You....

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

The Tug - [Part 2] || Stan Uris x Reader

⇴ The Tug [Pt. 1]

------I got gif happy but I don't care------

The glass bowl hit the bottom of the sink, much harder than you expected when you set it down to soak. You were filling it with water from the faucet when you heard a small series of knocks on your front door.

Whipping your head over your shoulder at the noise, you returned to the sink and shut off the faucet, shaking the few droplets of water from your hands and made your way to the door.

You leaned against the wooden frame and peered through the peephole as a precaution. Just as you had suspected, it was Beverly. She was looking around the porch, fiddling with her hands as she waited and you noticed the drastic change in her hair. She had cut it short, just above her ears, the long red locks were long gone. You quickly slipped into your shoes you had laid out for when you left and open the door, greeting her.

“Hey Bev! I love your hair,”

She was snapped out of her daze fairly quickly and her lips stretched into a smile.

“Oh, thanks Y/n. You ready?”

“Yeah, just about.”

After your run in with the boys, you both decided to just meet up and head to the quarry and meet the them there.

You closed the door behind you, making sure to lock it as Beverly slowly made her way out, making sure you were close behind.

The two of you were now just outside the town square and were nearing the park area where the quarry was, making idle chit chat with Bev as you two rode your bikes.

The closer you got to the quarry, you could feel your stomach slowly shrivel up into knots. You couldn’t stop thinking about Stan, ever since you two met. It wasn’t rare for soulmates to meet at this age, but it wasn’t exactly common either.

You couldn’t wait to see him again, but you were also very nervous. I mean, getting to know your soulmate, the most important person anyone gets to meet could be incredibly nerve wracking at first.

You two came to a stop when you reached the end of the small path, and found your way out of the trees. There was a small pile of bikes, and your eyes trailed to the edge of the cliff overlooking the water where five smaller figures stood staring at the water.

You were surprised to say the least to see the figures, who you knew to be the boys, were standing there in nothing but their tighty whities. Trying not to make much of it, you got off your bike and you and Beverly could hear them talk amongst themselves.

“Alright, whose first?” Bill asked, still unaware of you and Beverly.

Beverly gave you a look, signaling for you to take the jump with her, as she got off her bike. You were nervous about the height, and more than anything you realized you would have to abandon your clothes and swim in your undergarments.

You debated it in your head, a blush dusting your cheeks.

“We’ll go.” Beverly chimed, letting her bike drop to the ground and she reached to unbutton her dress.

Your heart began to pound, realizing you were going to have to do this at one point or another given everyone was going swimming.

Scrounging up every scrap of courage you could muster, telling yourself to focus on the fact that the sooner you got into the water the quicker your body would be hidden in the murky water.

Your bike fell to the ground after Beverly’s, hardly any time had passed since she spoke although it didn’t seem like it to you.

Trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach, you forced yourself to look anywhere but the five boys who were now gawking at you and Beverly as you shed your clothes, slipping off your shoes as you did so.

“Sissies,” Beverly giggled.

She grabbed your hand and you were now running along side her towards the cliff. The guys parted like the red sea, jaws on the floor.

Tightening your grip on Beverly’s hand, you launched off the the cliff, and even you couldn’t deny the moment of peace and freedom you felt as your feet left the ground.

“What the fuck?!” Richie exclaimed suddenly.

The feeling disappeared as soon as it came, the moment fleeting as you became aware of how quickly you were reaching the water.

You released Beverly’s hand moments before you hit the water, reaching to plug your nose, out of pure instinct. Your other arm waving itself in a motion to steady your body and suddenly you were submerged in the emerald water.

You were still floating beneath the surface, thousands of bubbles floated around you and there was a moment of relief before the cold temperature of the water registered, your senses catching up with you.

You swam to the surface, locks of your hair splayed against your face. You swiped your hair back, looking up at the top of the cliff to see the boys standing stiffly, one or two of them shuffling on their feet nervously.

You let out a relieved laugh, astounded and proud of yourself for what you had just done.

You looked to Beverly, smirking, your arms swimming around you, keeping yourself afloat. She made a small comment of how that wasn’t so bad then called out to the guys.

“Come on!”

Distant chatter among the five boys from up above, drew your attention to the cliffs edge. You adjusted yourself to float on your back. You stretched out your legs and began kicking, making room for the incoming boys.

One by one, they dropped off the cliff, splashes of water hit your face as they broke the surface. You felt yourself drift with the new waves of water, lulling you along as you gazed at the beautiful blue sky.

You giggled as you heard Richie shout profanities on his way down, arms flailing violently.

The seven of you splashed and played amongst each other. Stan and yourself, stealing bashful glances when the other wasn’t looking.

“Y/n, chicken fight. You and me, who else?” Beverly asked.

“How bout I be your partner, Y/n?” Richie spoke up, a devilish look on his face and sneaking a knowing glance at Stan. “Wouldn’t say no to being between those legs,”

You cringed and everyone booed and you splashed him, rolling your eyes and glaring softly at him. “Beep beep, Richie.”

“The last thing she needs is your pervy ass for a partner,” Stan sent a more serious glare to Richie, and his face softened when he looked to you. “I’ll be your partner, Y/n.”

You smiled sweetly. “Thanks, Stan”

“Oh no,” Richie drawled sarcastically, the same devilish smirk returning as he looked between the two of you. “That’s not how I wanted that to go AT ALL”

As Richie spoke, Stan was making his way through the water towards you, “accidentally” kicking water into Richie’s face.

Stan had gone underneath the water, placing you on his shoulders and you felt yourself rise up out of the water as he reemerged. Bev and Bill paired up, Bev getting situated on his shoulders and you and Bev began squaring off, Stan and Bill moving accordingly with Richie and another one of his voices as the spectator.

Soon enough the match began and you and Bev were neck in neck, always anticipating each others moves, Richie and Eddie both wildly cheering each of you for who would win.

Bev gave one final push and you tipped over, but Stan held a firm grip and was able to catch you from falling. Instead you recalled back and came back stronger, using momentum to your advantage and catching Bev off guard. One swift push and she was off Bill’s shoulders, Eddie and Richie going wild.

“Alright Trash-mouth, your next. Let’s see if you can beat the ultimate champions”

“Ultimate champions my ass. You only played once. Come on, let’s show em how it’s done Eds,”

“I told you not to call me that, dickwad” Eddie grumbled, swimming over to Richie.

Eddie ended up on Richie’s shoulders, given he was smaller but he put up a fair fight. You and Stan won in the end, again. The two of you bouncing off each other verbally, cracking jokes (mostly about Richie) and occasionally you would lightly grab his hair to hold onto, leaning forward and craning your neck to meet his eye and he would peer up at you, a stupid grin on his face, a warm goofy one on yours as he peered up at you.

The two of you proved to be an excellent team. After the chicken fight, you two lingered by one another, not wanting to leave each other’s side.

You threw your arms in the air, crying out a triumphant cheer and you lost your balance in the process, you failed to grab onto Stan’s head for balance and you fell backwards off his shoulders and into the lake.

Sprouting up to the surface, your arms outstretched keeping you above the surface you looked around at your new friends faces, and laughed with them. Richie made a snarky comment and you playfully rolled your eyes, splashing him with water.

The fun continued like that for quite a while. Splashing and playing in the water, Ben even found a turtle amongst the murky depths, Bill and Bev stealing glances here and there.

The sun had now reached its highest point, and Bev practically had to drag you away from Stan and onto the rocks to dry off.

The boys - Stan aside, of course, who held a lingering gaze your way as you followed Bev onto the rocky shore, were roughhousing in the water.

“You and Stan seem awful close,” she smirked, propping herself on her elbows as she layed on her back.

You felt your cheeks grow hot and you spared a glance in Stan’s direction. His nose was scrunched up in distaste as he talked with his friends. Rolling his eyes, he looked away, head now turning to face you and you both locked eyes.

Richie said something to Stan, something you couldn’t hear, but Stan never faltered, only sent a bashful smile your way until Richie splashed him in the face. Stan quickly retaliated, violently splashing Richie who began to hide behind Eddie.

Chuckling, you looked back to Bev, whom of course had noticed your gazing. She smiled knowingly.

“It’s him, isn’t it?”

Your lips parted, ready to deny everything but the words died on your tongue. Instead, your lips instinctively curled into a smile as you broke eye contact and you felt your heart flutter.

“That obvious?” You asked her, shyly.

“Only a lot,” she giggled, lightly nudging you and you joined in the laughter.

“He’s really sweet though isn’t he?”

She smirked, looking off in the direction of the boys and laid down on the rocks, closing her eyes.

“Yeah, he’s not so bad,”

“Well,” you broke the small pause. “What about you and Bill? You two seem awfully sweet on each other”

Her smile faltered and you frowned ever so slightly. She really did seem to like Bill, but that also seemed to be part of the problem.

“I’m sorry,” You mumbled, connecting the dots.

“No need to apologize,” she said simply, her eyes still closed. “For all I know, my soulmate could be right around the corner. It’ll happen when it happens,”

Shrugging, you looked back at boys. They were laughing and playing, having gotten awfully routy and you mentally thanked Bev for pulling you away when she did. But you noted that Ben was the only one who differed from the pack, holding the same wistful gaze as Stan in your direction though you knew who he was looking at, and it wasn’t you but Beverly.

Your hair was finally beginning to dry, your clothes as well, as you laid peacefully on your back soaking up every ray of sun. Your limbs were tired and it felt wonderful in the warm blanket of sun. You were only partially aware of your surroundings, having been drifting in and out of conciousness in hour peaceful sunbathing.

You barely recall the additional voices joining you on the rocks, you even think that you heard a mention of a boombox. You had to pull yourself out of unconsciousness when you noticed how quiet it had become.

Sure enough a boombox was playing, Bust A Move you realized, but there was no talking.

Your eyes fluttered open, squinting slightly at the light and you noticed Beverly laying next to you, a hand on her stomach, but you realized no one was in water.

As you readjusted to your surroundings, you became aware of a pair of eyes burning a hole on you and you glanced to the side to see all of the boys who had been staring at you two, and they all pretended to have not been looking no matter how obvious it was. But based on the wild blush on Stan’s cheeks, and the nervousness he exhibited at being caught, you knew you were the one he had been looking at.

You felt your cheeks and neck grow warm. Though you struggled to fight the nervous smile that snuck up on you.

Clearing your throat, you adjusted yourself slightly on the beach towel you had found, trying not think about how you were practically naked in front of your new friends and your soulmate. Meanwhile, Beverly turned over on her stomach. She was watching the boys, Richie in particular who was digging through Ben’s backpack. Your head still turned to face the boys, your attention drawn to them when Richie spoke briefly in one of his accents.

“Newsflash, Ben. School’s out for summa!”

“Oh this? It’s not school stuff,” Ben said, referring to his backpack.

Richie then pulled out a Derry postcard, turning it over.

“Who sent you this?”

“No one!” Ben quickly replied, snatching the postcard out of his hands and burying it in his backpack.

Richie then pulled out a green folder, and unfolded it, scanning the many papers inside.

“What’s with the history project?” Eddie asked.

“Oh, well when I first moved here I didn’t really have anyone to hang out with. So I just started hanging out at the library.” Ben replied.

Richie then passed the folder to Bill who was now looking through it.

“You went to the library?” Richie asked, his face contorted. “On purpose?”

“There’s nothing wrong with going to the library, Tozier.” You added.

“Yeah, if your a nerd.”

“Guilty,” You quipped, shrugging.

“Well I wanna see,” Beverly said, getting up and taking a seat next to Bill.

You noticed his staring when she sat next him and raised your eyebrows before looking back at Ben.

“What’s the Black Spot?” Asked Stanley, referring to the papers.

“The Black Spot was that nightclub that was burned down all those years ago by that racist cult.” Eddie replied.

“What?” Stan asked.

Eddie made some remark and you sat up, walking over to join the rest, taking the available seat in between Richie and Stan who know had his attention on you.

You gave him a small smile and your attention was drawn to Bill who was now passing around the folder. Richie had it, and you couldn’t resist peering over and glancing at it. Stan seemed to have the same idea though he had to lean closer to you in order to see it.

“Why’s it all murders and missing kids?” Richie asked.

“Derry’s not like any other town I’ve been to before. They did a study once, and it turns out, people either die or disappear six times the national average.”

“You read that?” Beverly asked.

“And that’s just grown ups. Kids are worse. Way, way worse.”

You felt a chill at his words and shared a worried glance with Stan, before looking back at Ben.

“I’ve got more stuff if you want to see it.”

You felt a pit forming at the very bottom of your stomach. Something about Derry had always rubbed you the wrong way, you never felt completely safe. You’d always tell yourself that you had not been given a single shred of proof to support this feeling, but hearing this stole the safety net right out from under you.

Without thinking, your hand reached for Stan’s and grabbed his hand for comfort. But even the new warm feeling he supplied was not quite enough to calm the strong and rapid tug in both of your chests. The tug of distress.

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Taglist: @trash-mouthlover @campcampie @annimalq @caswinchester2000 [hopefully I didn't forget anybody? Sorry if I did]

A//N: Hey! I hope you guys liked it, I'm pretty fond of this one. Hopefully this made up for the lack of stan x reader, I also hope you guys enjoyed the audio [if it worked] I had a LOT of fun with this one, I was surprised. Part of me wants to continue it but I'm not sure... Anyways thank you for your patience and support, you guys are awesome. I've been filtering through my requests and working on those. I'm currently working on one that was submitted with a sick reader x will byers thing someone set up, so that will probably come next. Anyways thanks again and I hope you guys enjoyed. (Check the hashtags)

[thepaperpanda]

Drunk || Arthur Shelby x Reader Smut

Summary: Arthur gets drunk.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 1428

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was nice and calm night until someone banged loudly on your door.

The sound was loud enough to wake you up.

 You rubbed your temples and sat on your old bed, it squeaked under your weight. "Who's there?," you asked loudly within sleepish voice.

 "It's Tommy," voice told you. "It's late but I need your help with Arthur, so better dress up."

You frowned. It was way after midnight and you were tired. Eventually, you got up and dresses up as well. You opened door and peeked out at Thomas Shelby. "How can I help him?"

 "It's late and your beloved Arthur got drunk. We can't make him go home because he gets aggressive and we don't really need a fight," Tommy explained. "You good know that you, as his woman, have a good influence on him. Even in this state."

 You let out a sigh. It was hard enough to deal with Arthur sometimes. But especially when he was drunk.

You tightened your nightgown around you and followed Tommy.

"You let him drink again?," you asked when you were walking right by Tommy's side.

 "He drunk just a little bit... Later it kind got out of control," Tommy said offering you a cigarette. "We tried to get him home."

 "And you and your brothers weren't able to get his drunk ass back home? How am I supposed to do that if you all failed?," you waved hand at him, refusing to take the cigarette.

 "You are his woman, eh? You know he gets all happy and soft around ya," Tommy said and he opened doors to The Garrison.

 Inside, there was Arthur happily chatting with other man."There she is! My beautiful, woman!," he said loudly, rising his hands up.

 You smiled at him briefly and walked to him with smooth swing in your hips. "Hello, darling. I missed you in our bed," you told him.

 "Arthur it's time to go home," Tommy said, patting Arthur's shoulder.

 "Nah, nah, look!," Arthur grabbed you and pulled on his side. "I have my favourite lady here, let me stay with boys."

 "No, sweetheart," you told him softly yet firmly enough for him to understand you weren't joking. "Let's go back home, it's late, you have to rest, so has others."

 Arthur growled softly and nuzzled to your shoulder. He simply couldn't disagree with you. "If ya say so, dear..," he muttered.

 You grabbed his palm and pulled him by you. "Next time, listen to your brothers, deal?," you asked him softly during way back home.

 "Ah, come on. I am not that drunk," he growled out following you. "I would get home on my own. There was no need for Tommy to bring you."

 "Yeah, I see it, darling," you told him softly. "He's always worried about his beloved brother, don't be surprised he doesn't want you to get hurt of any kind."

 "Nah! Y/N. I am big and strong!," he told.

"I wouldn't get hurt or anything, love."

 You opened door for him and let him inside.

 Arthur walked inside and than quickly grabbed you, pulling you closer to his chest. "Ya know, Y/N? You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met and I love you."

 You couldn't help and giggled. "Oh, am I?," you smiled at him and quickly slipped out of his grasp.

 "Of course you are!," he said and looked at you. "Don't run away from me, love. I just want to give you a kiss."

 "You're drunk. You know my rule - no kissing when you're drunk," you told him, teasing him a little and walking up the stairs. "Or maybe I'll let you... Who knows."

 Arthur smiled and followed you quickly. "You better does, woman!"

 You walked to your shared bedroom and waited at him politely, bending over desk standing next to the bed.

 "Oh now, you try to be a good girl, eh?" Arthur muttered as he walked to you.

 "I always am," you told him. "Besides, you good knew who did you take under your wings."

 "Oh really, you always are?," he smiled, looking at you. "I thought I took a nice lady, not a slut," Arthur muttered and gently slapped your ass.

 You moaned. "Well, I apparently got wilder while being with you, darling."

 "I can see that, love. Maybe be that nice and show your man how wild you can get," Arthur smiled, sitting in his favourite armchair.

 You slipped hands under your dress and slipped out of your panties, tossing them at him.

 "You really know what I like, love. Now, come here," Arthur said, patting his knee. "Let me look at you."

 You came to him and straddled his lap. "Hi there, handsome."

 "Hello there, beautiful. How do you do this, eh? So nice and gently," he asked and his hand slowly moved your dress up.

 "Because I'm a true lady and I love my handsome bad man," you told him and wrapped arms around him.

 "Oh, really? So maybe show your 'bad man' how much you love him," Arthur grinned as he started to unbutton his pants. "Just like a good girl."

 You slipped out of upper part of dress and smiled at him, licking your lips. "You're so quick, honey. I think my man is needy."

 "I'm always needy for these pretty lips, love," Arthur said looking down on you.

 Soon you stayed undressed in front of him. You reached his pants and slipped hand under them through his opened fly.

 Arthur pulled out his cock. "Don't play games, love. I can't wait to feel these pretty lips around my cock."

 You got off his lap and went down, right into your knees. You pumped hand around his shaft for a little, then bend down and wrapped lips around him.

 "That's my girl. Suck me nicely and maybe you will get something nice later," Arthur muttered as his hand sneaked into your hair to grab them tightly and give your head the right rhythm of work.

 You gagged with his shaft yet never stopped your actions. Your eyes were on him, you checked his reactions. You boobed your head back and forth, sucking him hardly, moaning at the same time.

 Arthur was moving your head up and down his shaft, his face was cold, with soft smile. "I love when you act like a whore, love. I am glad you are only mine whore."

 You pulled him out of your mouth. "I love when you try to appreciate what am I doing," you smiled and sucked lower part of his cock. "You're way better than Alfie Solomons."

 "Sure I fucking am but ya better stop talkin' and do your job," he muttered before pushing his cock deep down your throat.

 You gagged, tears came to your eyes but you never stopped bobbing your head. As you felt his precum, you swallowed everything, it didn't bother you he tasted salty.

 Suddenly Arthur pulled you up on his lap. His hand slipped between your legs. "Your lips took me pretty nicely, lets see how other part of you will do it," Arthur said, using his fingers to tease you.

 You let out a gasp. "It feels so good, Arthur," you told him. "Keep doing this and I'll turn into moaning mess."

 "Ain't that a point, love?," Arthur growled quietly, pushing his finger deep into you.

"Nice and wet."

 "Just fuck me," you asked him.

 "With pleasure," Arthur removed his finger and shifted you in right position to bury his cock inside of you. "Oh fucking yeah," he growled as he started to fuck you hard.

 You were holding his shoulders, your head rolled back as you bounced onto him. "Ah, God!," you moaned loudly. "You're so, so good, Shelby."

 "I am fuckin' the best, woman," Arthur growled as he started to use you in his brutal pace. "You won't be able to walk tomorrow, sweetheart."

 You gave Arthur a messy and needy kiss, your hands slipped into his long bangs and you pulled on his hair. "Fuck you, Shelby. I'm gonna fucking cum!"

  "Good, because I'm gonna fill you up so good," Arthur gasped, grabbing you hardly enough to leave bruises.

 You let out few moans and you cum hardly around his cock. You nuzzled to Arthur's neck, not giving a shit about him stinking worse then distillery.

 Arthur frowned and cum deep inside of you. He let out a deep sigh and hugged you tightly.

  You looked at him, still with his cock buried in your wetness. "Now, let's go to bed. I'm incredibly tired."

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[illyrian-book-lover]

|Rosie Cheeks| Richie Tozier x Reader

Chapter 3: Stealing is not good for my health

It was noon, and Rosie Hawthorne was laying in bed, still in her pajamas. After yesterday, Rosie has jumped at any and every sound. She did not leave her room yesterday and only came out for dinner. Rosie spent her time reading and sketching.

Right now, she was reading Little Women. She was so engrossed in the novel that she did not hear the door slowly open until she heard her door creak. Her head snapped up, eyes wide. Rosie let out a sigh of relief when she saw her father standing in the doorway.

Garrett Hawthorne was dressed in his uniform. He had been at the police station when he received a call from his wife, Lillian. Lillian Hawthorne had informed him that Rosie had not come out of her room to even eat breakfast. The mother was worried and had to get to work. So, she asked Garrett to come talk to their daughter.

“Hey, kiddo.” Garrett smiled gently. “Shouldn’t you be our, playing with other kids?” He sat down on the edge of Rosie’s bed.

“Dad, I’m thirteen, not seven. I don’t need to be out, playing with other kids as you put it.” Rosie closed her book, not before placing a bookmark to not lose her place. “What are you doing back?”

“Your mother called,” Garrett started but was cut off when Rosie scoffed.

“Oh, did she now?” Rosie crossed arms over her chest.

“Rosie, she’s worried about you.” Garrett said softly, trying not to provoke the tiger.

“Is that why she sent you, instead of coming here herself?”

“Kiddo, please.” Garrett sighed before continuing. “Let’s not have this conversation right now. We can talk about this later.”

“I don’t want to talk about this.” Rosie stood up from her place on her bed and got some clothes out of her closet. “I’m going out, to ‘play with children’.”

“Not before you eat something.” Garrett stood up from his spot and took his leave. Before Rosie could protest, he continued. “I’ll warm up the food.”

🎈

Rosie was standing in front of the pharmacy, dreading going inside. She hated how creepy Mr, Keene was, preying on young girls. Her mother had asked her to buy some things from the pharmacy and even though she did not want to, she still left her front porch.

Rosie was going over the list of things she needed when she came across Beverly. Beverly Marsh was standing, trying to decide between the various products in front of her. Rosie walked closer to Beverly and pointed at a certain box.

“I’ve seen my mom use these ones.” Rosie pointed at the box and saw Beverly jump in panic. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

“No, thank you.” Beverly smiled at Rosie.

Rosie nodded at Beverly before she walked towards another aisle. There, she spotted Eddie Kaspbrak, Bill Denbrough, and Stanley Uris with Eddie grabbing at whatever he could get his hands on.

“Uh who died?” Rosie questioned. Eddie stopped in his tracks and stared at Rosie.

The two boys whispered things to Eddie who stayed quiet and still. Beverly came up behind Rosie and immediately hid a box behind her back at the sight of the three boys.

“Y-you okay?” Bill asked Beverly.

“I’m fine. What wrong with you?” Beverly questioned.

“None of your business.” Stanley jumped in before anyone could reveal anything. But Eddie started talking the second Stanley answered.

“There is a kid outside who looks like someone killed him.” Eddie said quickly while still holding the many things in his hands. He kept his gaze on Rosie. He trusted her. He had since she had defended him from Henry Bowers from bullying him that one time in 5th grade.

“W-we need some s-s-supplies, but we don’t have enough money.” Bill continued.

“Okay,” Rosie slowly said as she took in all the information the two boys gave her.

Beverly stared at the three boys intently as a plan formed in her head. She looked at Rosie and nodded her head where Mr. Keene most likely stood.

“I have a plan.” Beverly said as she walked forward.

Not five minutes later, the three boys and Rosie were running out of the pharmacy, trying not to bump into anything, but Eddie did not get the memo.

The four 13 year olds ran out of the pharmacy and towards the alleyway where she saw Richie standing with who Rosie recognized as the new kid. The second Richie saw Rosie, his hand went up in a wave and he called out to her.

“Hey hotstuff! Did you miss me already?”

“Oh yes. I totally did. Couldn’t get you out of my mind all night.” Rosie answered him as she stood next to him and watched Eddie get down to work.

“Really?” Richies eyes widened and a huge smile came upon his face.

“No.” Rosie answer him before she turned to the new kid. “Well that doesn’t look so bad ….” She started before she was cut off by Richie.

“Really? Because he looks like he’s about to die.”

“Richie. Shut up!” Rosie said to Richie before she turned back to the injured kid. “Don’t listen to him, new kid, Dr. Kaspbrak here will have you fixed up in no time.” Rosie gave him a sweet smile and bens cheeks burned bright red.

“Thank you. I’m Ben.” The new kids introduced himself to Rosie.

“Nice to meet you Ben. I’m Rosie.”

“I-I know. I mean, I’ve seen you around the school before.” Bend said before Richie put his arm around Rosie’s waist and pulled her into his side.

“Hey! Hey! You do not eye fuck her. Only I can do that.” Richie said as he pointed his finger at Ben with his free hand.

“How about no.” Rosie said as she removed his arm.

Richie moved a bit behind her, looked down, smirked, and then moved next to Rosie. The smirk did not leave his face until he started annoying Eddie.

“Suck the wound.” Richie said as he moved closer to Rosie, who did not pay him any attention and kept her focus on what was happening in front of her.

“I need to focus right now.” Eddie said as he put the bandage on Ben’s cut.

“You need to focus.”

“Yeah, can you go get me something.” Eddie

“Jesus. Um, what do you need?” Richie asked.

“Just get my bifocals.” Eddie replied. “I hit it in my second fanny pack.”

“Why do you have two fanny packs?” Stan questioned.

No one noticed as Bill left the group and moved outside the alleyway.

“I need to focus right now and it’s a long story.” Eddie answered.

“I’d like to hear that story. It sounds . . . . like it’d be an interesting one.” Rosie said as she watched Eddie take off the temporary bandage, they had put on Bens cut.

“Oh my god. Oh my god. He’s bleeding.” Stan said as panic was crawling up his skin. He moved away from the injured kid and his young doctor.

“Eddie, do something.” Rosie said as she moved away from the two, as to not get any blood on herself. She noticed Richie standing close to the two and pulled him back by his elbow.

“You don’t want to know who fucking did this?” Richie questioned Rosie, noticing she has not asked them much about what had happened.

“Oh, I have an idea.” Rosie answered before focusing back on Eddie and Ben.

“You have to suck the wound before you apply the bandage. This is 101.” Richie said as he pushed up his sliding glasses.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Eddie said as he finished putting on the bandage on Ben.

“Are you okay? That looks like it hurts.” Beverly said as she walked up to the group with Bill behind her.

“Oh, no I’m good.” Bill said as he pulled himself up. “I just fell.”

“Yeah! Right into Henry Bowers.” Richie said before Bill told him to shut up.

“Why? It’s the truth.” Richie said in retaliation.

“You sure they got the,” Beverly started as a smirk came on her face, “right stuff, to fix you up?”

Ben smiles at what Beverly had said. Rosie looked back and forth between Beverly and Ben before she smiled. They will look cute together, Rosie thought.

“You know, uh, w-w-we w-will take care of him.” Bill said. “Thanks again, Beverly.”

“Sure,” Beverly said, “maybe I’ll see you around.”

“Yeah, w-we were thinking about going to the q-q-q-quarry tomorrow.” Bill started saying to Beverly. “If — if you wanna go.”

“Will Rosie be there?” Beverly questioned as she looked towards Rosie.

“Definitely!” Richie said as he threw his arm around Rosie’s shoulder.

“I don’t want this second-hand invite.” Rosie moved away from Richie. “I’d like a proper invitation, with flowers and chocolate. And make sure the invite is engraved.” Rosie says as she claps her hands together.

“I’ll get it all for you, hotstuff.” Richie says as he moves closer to Rosie. “Should I get you roses?”

Rosie have Richie a look as she tried not to smile at him. Everyone looked at the two and let out a laugh except for Eddie who glared at Richie. He did not want to lose the one friend he had made outside of the loser’s club.

Richie and his loud trashmouth will run her out of this town, Eddie thought.

Beverly turns around and walks towards the open road before Rosie called out to her.

“Hey! Red! Wait for me!” Rosie shouts and Beverly stops in her tracks. “I’ll see you guys later.” Rosie waves at the five boys and runs after Beverly.

The two girls loop their arms together and turn to the main road. The brunette and the ginger walk towards Beverly’s house, chatting about nothing important. They reach Beverly’s house and the two say goodbye, but not before promising to call each other later.

Rosie walked home with a smile on her face. She was happy she had made friends with Beverly Marsh and the five boys. Rosie was almost home until she realized she had forgot to buy the supplies her mother had asked her to.

At the thought, Rosie did a U-turn and ran all the way to the pharmacy, where she found the boys, still at their spots, performing surgery on Ben.

[randoms-world]

Always by my side (ben Hanscom x oc)

Amy had always made sure she was always there when her friends needed her, she especially was always there for mr ben Hanscom as she has always loves him and his kind heart and sweet nature. Unfortunately he likes Beverley Marsh and doesn't notice the hints she has tried giving him, mike however did notice and he made sure to support her and tried to help ben see that she has feelings for him. Amy even had a few fights with Henry bowers whenever he bullied ben even after the fight at Nebilot and she was the one who helped ben he still couldn't see that she was in love with him. She was actually started to think that maybe she should leave, the thing that tipped her over the edge was seeing ben kiss Beverley to free her from the hold of the dead lights so after the fight with pennywise she went right home ignoring the group calling out to her. She packed her bags and called her aunt asking if she could come live with her, it's the next day when bill came round "h-h-hey so the rest of the losers m-m-made a oath to come back if it dose" he says. Amy allowed him to cut her hand with and glass shard ceiling her into th oath as well "I promise bill that I will not hesitate to come back if it dose" she she says and bill smiled at her as he went home. Amy wrapped her hand up and it's the next day that her aunt came to pick her up, she looked back at her home for the last time "you okay dear?" Her aunt asked "yea I'm fine just gonna miss this house but I need a fresh start" amy says getting in the car.

*27 years later*

Its late at night and Amy is making her classes test papers as she had a quite tune playing in the backyard, she then heard her phone go off so she paused her music and picked up. The voice that came three was one she had completely forgotten about "Amy rose Duncan, its mike Hanlon from derry" he says and those memories came flooding back "hey mike, has it come back because correct me if I'm wrong but it's been 27 years" she says and mike conforms that. She said she'd come and she packed then on her way she dropped the rest of the test papers along with the answers to her coworker in the high school's English department. She kept her eyes on the road as she calmly drove, she was the closest loser to Derry as mike said so that's probably why she can remember so much of that summer. She makes it to the town house that she rented a room from and toke her bags up to her room and then plopped on the bed.

*the next night*

Well its finally the night of the losers reunion and of course Amy was the first to show up and she smile seeing mike all grown up "hey mike" she says and the man turns around "Amy you made it" he says and the two hugged. They chatted till bill shows up and mike hugged him tightly as he always saw bill as a brother figure "hey big bill it's been a long time" amy said and bill smiled "yea it has" he says and the next to arrive was Eddie "holy shit look at you guys" he says. Eddie hugged then all and as they talked to gong was hit they turned to see richie, Beverley, ben and stan standing there. Amy couldn't believe how much weight ben has lost, she rememberes him saying he'd lose his weight some day and he sure as hell lost the weight "amy?" Ben says in disbelief at the girl he used to know from childhood. The losers all had a laugh as they caught up with each other and amy couldn't take her eyes off ben the hole time, she then had a faint memory of a poem she wrote for ben but never told him it was her

*during the ruital of chűd bit at the end*

Amy and ben had gotten separated from the others "keep running!" Ben yelled as the ran into a wall "okay I think we're safe" amy says as the ground started to shake. They both sucked into different situations, Amy's was her stuck in her childhood bedroom and she heard soft nocking on her closet door and then she heard the one voice she never wanted to hear again "come out come out little sis" hear step brother voice says. She tried to block it out as her walls started to close in around "help me!" She yelled. She faintly heard Ben's cries for help "ben can you hear me!?" She yelled but he only kept on screaming 'okay here goes nothing' Amy thinks to herself "BEN I LOVE YOU!" She yelled out "Amy?" She heard Ben's voice call out. Amy started to resight the poem she wrote ben whilst trying to kick her door down "You are the sun that shines brightly throughout my day.

You are the gravity that holds me down in every way.

You are the moon that shimmers throughout my night. You are stars that glimmer oh so bright.

You are the oxygen that keeps me alive.

You are my heart that beats inside. You are the blood that flows through me" she says as she finally kicks the food down and sees ben getting buried alive "ben take my hand" amy called out and they both reach and take each others hands and amy uses all her strength to pull ben up. They both fall back and now they on the floor of the passage way with ben on top of Amy "You are the only guy I can see" amy says with a soft voice

"You have the voice of when a mockingbird sings" ben said with realision "it was you" he says and she happily nodded yes. They heard pennywise cackle and went to help their friends, they in the end had to make pennywise feel small by shouting insults at him and they all seemed to channel their anger from when they got bullied. After that they had to hurry out as neibolt began to collapse and they just made it out alive and toke deep breaths "well that was a close call" richie says and the others nodded. They went to the quarry and toke off their jackets and shoes then jumped into the water and cleaned themselves surprisingly Eddie didn't object to it "hey Amy?" Ben says and as the girl turn him she felt a pair of soft lips on her own. When ben pulled away he had the biggest grin on his face "finally, ben you found out she likes you" mike says "wait you knew?" Ben said "yep, I could tell just why the way she would always look at you when we were kids" mike says. Ben looked at amy "up I've been in love with you since we were only 13, It was your sweet nature and kind heart that made me fall for you" she says and ben smiles more. He felt a little stupid for being so blind as not only now realize that the girl he always wanted, one who went past his looks and loved him for who he is on the inside was right in front of him and always by his side the hole time.

[glttergold]

                 WANTED CONNECTION at @nimphidiarp

                                your siblings, after all, are the only other people                                                       in the world who understands                                              how fucked up your parents made you.

A família Greenbriar é a família real da Elfhame (alta corte). No momento eles estão ‘competindo’ pela coroa, mas a escolha de como seu char vê isso é up to you. (Lembrando que podem ser meio-irmãos). A ordem segue por:

Eretria Ilyrana Greenbriar. Sophia Bush. 172 anos. ABOUT.

Open (male). Up to player. de 140 para 172.

Analya Maie Greenbriar. Adelaide Kane. 140 anos. ABOUT.

Jorg Varian Greenbriar. Casey Deidrick. 25 anos. ABOUT.

Dandalia Greenbriar. Zoey Deutch. 22 anos. ABOUT.

Coloquei os abouts do lado caso queira se localizar um pouco. Also, como dito em cima, o personagem tem que ser MALE, de idade entre 140 e 172. O FC pode ser qualquer um, POCS são super aceitos! Aqui tem umas sugestões:

Ben Barnes, Daniel Gillies, Diego Luna, Sebastian Stan, DJ Cotrona, Reece King, Zayn Malik, Tyler Posey, Dylan O’brien, Jack falahee, John Boyega, Moon Taeil, Michael B. Jordan, Bob Morley, Michiel Huisman, Sam Heughan, etc.

Se quiser mais informações sobre a família, história, etc, só chegar no chat de qualquer um:

@erctrxa, @glttergold, @madcfsteel, @dcndalia, 

[gladerwolfstarkimagines]

Imagine being patricks little sister and the loser club being scared of you. Beverly tries to befriend you but richie isnt happy.

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Being the little sister of a protective bully was always going to be difficult. Half the kids hated you the other half of kids sucked up to you. Your brother was Patrick Hocksteader, part of henrys crew of dickheads. Ever since he walked you to school on your first day people treated you as his sister not as your own person. People you’d know since you were 5 were now too scared to talk to you let alone be friends with you. The only kids who wanted to be your friend were the kids as bad as Henry who assumed you were as bad as your brother. At first you didnt mind being friends these kids, having crap friends was better than none? But as the year went your dislike for them grew, especially when you saw what they did to the other kids. It took you a whole year to realise it was better to eat lunch alone than with kids who got a kick out of teasing 10 year olds.

Your old “friends” took you leaving as an insult but as you were Patrick’s sister never dared approached you on the subject. The only teased from afar and never up close. All the other kids didnt know what to do. They saw you ditching the group of assholes as a good thing but were still scared of you brother. Seeing it as too much hassle to talk to you all the kids just pretended you didnt exist. You could go days without speaking at school. You’d learn and eat in silence, never speaking to anyone after learning long ago there’s no point in trying to make friends. Patrick ignore this and all his friends banished the rumours you were a loner, leaving you as a pointless person in school.

On your first day back at school after the summer you had science with a new class and a new seatig plan. The teacher sat you next to beverly. Youd know beverly partially, as in you heard a lot about her, mainly from henry, but knew it wasnt true. Your first science assignment in your new seat was to do a project with your partner, which unfortunately for you required talking.

“Hi” she smiled “im Beverly”. “I know…i mean yeah I’ve seen you…I’m y/n”. Beverly grinned at your babbling. You weren’t used to people being nice to you and found it intimidating. You worked hard on the project in class but when the week was up you still hadn’t finished it. You offered to take it home and finish it but beverly said that wasn’t fair and suggested you meet up to finish it. You didn’t want beverly around at yours, henry would be there and well it would t be pretty. Beverly sensed this and asked why didn’t you meet up at the park tomorrow at 12. You agreed and beverly grinned when you said you’d come. “Ill see you there” she smiled patting your arm before she hurried away.

You were ten minutes late to the park and you were very nervous. You weren’t completely sure beverly was going to show. You’d convinced yourself she was just teasing you, she wasn’t really being nice to you, nobody was unless they wanted something from you. You arrived at your agreed spot and looked around. You felt a sinking feeling in your stomach as you couldn’t see her. Embarrassment rushed through you as you felt colour rise into your cheeks. “Y/n”. You turned around and to your surprise beverly marsh stood before you. “Your here” beverly smiled. It took you a while to talk and when you did all you could do was stutter. “Beverly….hi…hi im yeah, sorry im late”. Beverly grinned telling you it didn’t matter.

You were both laid on the floor staring up at the sky. Youd finished the project hours ago but it was such a nice day you both decided to stay for a while. Beverly was so nice to you that you decided she must be a nice person. You were still very cautious of her but came t the conclusion that you liked her. Beverly laughed “i love that book but did you hear about the movie?”. Your turned as you heard people call to beverly, your heart sinking as you saw it was bill and the loser club. They ditched their bikes and stopped when they saw you sat next to her. Bill recovered the fastest “hey bev weve been looking all over for you”. “Ow me and y/n had a science project and then decided to hang out for a bit”. “Ow cool” bill nodded sitting next to beverly. Stan smiled at you sitting down next to bill but thats where the pleasantries ended. The others all sat behind bill and stan, not even near you, richie and eddie sitting the furthest away. The other four seemed to not even want to breathe in your presence and treated the situation as if beverly had befriended a grenade. Stan and bill felt bad and chatted with beverly about random things but made sure to include you. You noticed the looks richie was shooting bill and stan so decided to leave. “Thanks for today beverly but i think im gonna go now”. “Aw really?” Beverly asked “are you sure you cant stay?”. “Ow i don’t wanna intrude” you shrugged. “Your not” stan smiled “were just hanging out”. Richie and eddie threw each other looks and you glanced to them making them go red. “No i really should go”. “Well it was nice meeting you” bill smiled and stan nodded “bye”. The others echoed a bye and you walked away when beverly caught you up. “Hey y/n” she said “it was real fun hanging out with you today”. You smiled “i enjoyed it too”. She grinned “so were going to the lake tomorrow and i wanted to know if you wanted to come with”. “I don’t think your friends would like that very much” you laughed awkwardly. “Ow no stan and bill are cool with it and the others don’t mind really there just boys”. “Its fine really im busy tomorrow” you told her “maybe another time”. “Aw okay but heres my number” she said writing it on your wrist “call me if you want to hang out or anything”.

A few days and you managed to use your compulsive over thinking to convince yourself that beverly was only being nice to you because of your brother and that she didnt really like you. And so you never called her not until your mom brought up the fact you hadn’t been out of the house on weekends for 2 months. Your dad had got 4 free tickets for a fun fair from work and your mom thought it would be a great idea for you to take some friends. You said you would just to please her but had no intention of going. You decided to give them to beverly so rang her. You were so nervous you actually jumped when she picked up the phone. “Hello beverly…its y/n” you said meekly. “Y/n” beverly said happily “ive been wondering if you’d call how are you?”. “Im good erm listen i have some free rickets to a funfair and i wondered if you wanted them”. “Dont you want them?” Beverly asked. “Well…erm i haven’t been in years and just thought you’d like the tickets and could go have fun”. Beverly paused for a moment and then agreed “the funfair would be fun which is why i think you should come”. “But i only have 4 tickets”. “Hey thats cool me and you could go and then bill and Stan said for ages they’ve wanted to go too, wed have so much fun”. You hesitated and beverly could sense your nerves. “Listen i know richie and eddie were dicks the other week but i promise stan and bill arent like that i promise wed have fun”. “Okay” you said kicking yourself. “Really?” Beverly asked “awesome”. You laughed “so when do you wanna go?”.

You and beverly walked to bills house on your way to the funfair. Him and stan were waiting outside and they both greeted you like your brother wasn’t a prick which you appreciated. Stan smiled at you “hey y/n thanks so much for the tickets”. “Yeah its real cool how your dad them for free”. Bill agreed “Ow its nothing” you shrugged and beverly steered you all in the direction of the funfair. Stan and bill were as nice to you as beverly and you found they were nice to talk to. You were soon confident enough to chat to them and you found you had lots in common with them. You were starting to actually look forward to the fun fair until you spotted richie and the others up ahead.

“There you you shitheads are my grandmother walks faster than you”. “Richie?” Stan asked “what the hell are you doing here?”. “Heard you were going to the funfair and me eddie ben and mike thought that sounds like a great idea”. “Ow cool” bill said but beverly and stan looked angry. As you lined up for tickets stan said something to richie who replied “i can do what i want alright”. You used your free tickets and got the four of you in and stood awkwardly by beverly. “so what do you want to do?” She asked “did we say ghost train first?”. “Yeah” stan laughed reluctantly “come on lets get it over with”. “So death drop first yeah?” Richie asked separating bill and Stan from you. “come on bill you’ve got to try it with us, i thought you could come with me and ben”. “And stan you could do with me and mike” eddie finished. Bill stuttered trying to make everyone happy but stan shook his head “nah thats okay you all go together were gonna go this way”. Richie laughed “is someone a chicken”. “No someones pissed because you werent invited but classic Richie you had to show up”. Bill grabbed stan “okay we’ll see you around bye guys”. Richie gave up and let you go glaring until you were out of sight. “Sorry hes such a dick” stan said and you shook your head “hey its okay dont worry about it”. “Yeah lets just forget about them and have fun okay?” Beverly asked and you smiled.

An hour later and you actually having fun. Richie and Eddie kept appearing trying to get Stan and bill to join them but the boys kept refusing. Even after you’d told all three of them they could if they wanted to. Stan was the first to respond and told you he didn’t want you to leave which made you embarrassed. You decided you liked Stan almost as much as beverly and felt comfortable with all of them. You were walking across the grass when all 3 of them stopped and looked behind you. You followed their gaze and saw it landed on Henry. Henry smirked as he saw them and then saw you. You saw him look to your brother and Patrick said something to him. Henry shook his head and Patrick stood up looking angry. Henry went to walk towards you but Patrick grabbed his arm. You could see they were arguing when eventually henry slunk off away from you. Patrick looked up at you and then followed his friend. “Wow” Stan said “your brother made Henry back off”. “Yeah well my brother isn’t always a complete dick”. Beverly smiled “i can see that, it was nice of him”. You looked down awkwardly and bill cut in. “Hey y/n wa…wa…want to go on the bumper ca…ars”. You nodded at him gratefully and walked towards them.

All night patrick managed to control henry and keep him from going near you and the others but the same couldnt be said for richie and the rest. You heard yells come around the back of a rollercoaster and Stan frowned. “That sounds like ben”. A string of curses followed by a grunt told you richie was there too. You ran around to the back and saw your brother and his friends beating richie eddie mike and ben up. Patrick had richie against a wall amd had his knife to his cheek. Patrick had eddie in a headlock and the others two laughed as he went through eddies bag. Ben was on the floor with one of the guys foot his chest and mike was trying to help eddie. Patrick shoved mike on the floor and henry howled with laughter. “You're an asshole you know that?” Richie spat. Henry laughed “you know eye surgery can help you see better, why don’t why try that?” He asked looking at his knife. “Henry stop” you yelled running forward. You yanked his arm away and stepped between him and Richie. “Back off y/n” he said “just walk away”. “No you need to leave these guys alone now!”. “Y/n” Patrick said “just go away okay, these people aren’t your friends”. “So its fine for you to beat them up? No they don’t deserve that its not fair”. “Okay y/n if you don’t move ill beat you up too” henry snarled. “You’re not touching my sister” Patrick yelled. “I will if she doesn’t move”. “If you even try to touch her” Patrick said yanking henry away from you. Henry turned around and looked at him “what?”. “I said you just try to touch her”. “Look i know shes family but shes being a bitch”. “If she says we cant touch them then we cant, were not hurting my sister, got it?”. Henry squared up to Patrick and time seemed to slow down as they stared at one another. Eventually henry sighed “lets get out of here, its lame”. Henry barged Patrick and walked away. Patrick followed him and so did the others. You let out your breath and turned around to Richie. You held out a hand to help him up “you okay?”. “Why did you do that?” He asked after you’d yanked him up. “Because i wanted to” you shrugged. “But you didn’t have to. Nobody asked you to”. “Richie for god sake cant you just be grateful!” Stan spat. “No I’ve been nothing but rude to her all night, i didn’t include you i tried to ruin your night so why would you help me?”. “I might be my brothers sister but that doesn’t mean i like what he does” you frowned. “But still like you could’ve easily have just walked away and let them beat me up after how i acted, i deserved it”. “People always act weird because of my brother” you shrugged “so no offence but if you think how you acted tonight is anything special your wrong”. Richie looked down embarrassed “Well thanks for helping me not get my ass kicked”. “Its okay” you shrugged. “And I’m sorry for being such a dick to you”. You laughed “like i said its nothing major”. “Still though its not right” Richie said awkwardly. “No its not” beverly said “You shouldn’t have to take that”. “Well i know its not great but like what can i do?” You asked “i cant change how people feel about me”. The others didn’t really know how to reply to that and looked down. “No i know you cant, trust me i do” beverly nodded “but you don’t have to go through it alone” she smiled “not anymore”. “What?” You asked. “Yeah” Richie nodded “were not scared of you anymore, i wont act like i did again i promise, you can hang around with us…i mean if you want”. “You don’t have to do this” you frowned. “No y/n” Stan said “we mean it, we like you”. You smiled. Bill nodded “yeah we do” he smiled. You grinned and beverly laughed putting an arm around you “so its decided”. “Welcome to the losers club” Richie announced.