#so yeah. if you aren't comfortable with that uh. theres the warning. cause I do a lot of tthat on my profile

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

Mandela Prophet AU: Parasite

TW: major body horror, mentions of spiders, blood

Notes: This is. only a little over 1000 words long, and is basically an exercise on how gross (/lh) I can describe how the Parasite takes over, or just. body horror in general-

So. yeah. here it is the funny (not really) thing

Pain.

           That’s all Adam could think about.

           He sat in the corner of the room, huddled in himself with his arms wrapped around his torso, as if he was trying to hug himself. He wore a cheap white shirt, which he knew would be stained with deep crimson by the time the night was over, and his pale brown hair was a complete mess. He grimaced, baring his teeth as his legs kicked and his body shuddered. He couldn’t stay still as much as he tried, feeling as though his body no longer belonged to him. His eyes opened for seconds at a time before shutting them tight, tears lightly streaming down his thin, malnourished face.

           He had felt this before; multiple times in fact, but it never made it any easier. If anything, the anticipation of what he knew was in store only made the experience even worse. He could feel it wriggling inside of him, pressing against his sore ribs, shifting them as if they were nothing. Every single movement from the parasite inside of him made Adam want to vomit, making him dry heave, but nothing ever came out, as the parasite had eaten and replaced his stomach a while ago. He hated the shifting of half-formed limbs inside of his torso, restlessly pressing against the underside of his muscles and skin, clawing for a way out.

           “Come on you f-fucking bitch just do it already…” He muttered rapidly under his breath. “Fucking…DO IT.”

           He let out a loud surprised yell before hunching over, supporting himself with his trembling hands as he weakly crawled towards the middle of the living room. He began to regret challenging the parasite to speeding up its process as he felt his back sting, feeling as if it was burning and being stabbed with hundreds of pushpins. It would happen at any moment; Adam knew it. No matter how prepared or familiar he was to this process, he dreaded the inevitable agony he was going to be in. The only bright side was the fact that Sarah was back at the BPS HQ, and Adam was currently in an abandoned home that smelled of mothballs and mildew. At the very least, Sarah would be okay…he hoped.

           His chest heaved, his breathing uneven and heavy, the act of doing so becoming harder with every second. He let out pained groans as the parasite shifted under the skin on his back, pressing against it and the shirt over it. The sharp, burning pain began as the hands of the parasite began pushing for a way out, clawing at the flesh as Adam began to scream uncontrollably. He coughed up blood, pressing his hand against his mouth, trying and only somewhat succeeding at suppressing his cries. He curled his free hand into a fist and slammed it against the wood flooring, not even caring when it stung afterwards. His heavy and rapid breathing continued before he felt the parasite push harder against his skin. He dropped the hand covering his mouth before accepting his fate, and shrieking as loud as his throat would allow.

           The first hand pierced through the skin, blood seeping out of the small wound from its fingers before the arm pushed itself through the opening, tearing and staining the shirt above it. Adam could feel the sharp stinging as the cool, stagnant air hit his new wound, yelling as the long, mangled arm slid through the opening before pressing its hand against the floor. Blood dripped from the arm, and a puddle began to collect underneath it. Adam wished that was all there was, but knew it only was the beginning.

           Adam’s agonized cries continued as the second impossibly long arm broke through on the other side of his back, copying the movements of the other as it also pressed its large, bony, blackened hand on the floor beside Adam’s curled up, shaking body. Adam felt his ribs shifting to make room for the other parasitic arms that were preparing to escape his body, groaning and screaming as he shut his eyes tight, as if not looking at what was happening to him would make it go away. What a childish thought.

           Six more anatomically correct arms pushed through his back, reaching towards the sky before flopping over Adam’s back. Adam could hear and feel the skin tearing and stretching over the new limbs, and his bones popping as the parasite rearranged his anatomy to fit it, no matter how painful the process was for its host. Adam could hear faint squelching, almost concealing the barely audible sound of inhuman whining coming from deep inside his body, where the parasite originated. Adam found himself unable to scream, with his throat raw and his mind blank. All he could do was stare at the ground, drenched in sweat as he shakily held himself up.

           Adam felt something scratching from the inside of his cheeks before he felt a hard, keratin like mandible push itself out of it. Adam gagged, feeling six mandibles exit his mouth, scratching at his face with the tiny hooks at the end of each of them. They wriggled around before one of the limbs protruding from his back covered them up, suppressing Adam’s groans of agony completely. Adam shut his eyes, feeling a hand clasp onto his hair and two others cover his eyes. He wanted to struggle; he really did, but he was so…tired.

           He felt his body grow heavy, and his arms become weak and numb before he fell towards the ground, only being caught by two of the other parasitic limbs. His entire body became limp, paralyzed as he felt the two largest arms slowly raise him into the air. Adam could only see darkness, hearing the arms feeling around the abandoned living room. It was looking for a way out, he presumed, as that was normally what it did.

           Adam could feel the cool night air when it eventually made its way out of the home, its many joints popping and creaking with every movement. God; Adam simply hoped that no one was out that night. He never wanted to hurt anyone, though unfortunately it wasn’t his choice to make anymore. All he could do was tag along for the ride.

           Adam wanted to keep fighting, but as he heard the sounds of someone screaming in the distance fade away as he fell unconscious, he realized there was nothing he could do but wait.

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

Dating Beverly Marsh Would Include...

Requested: [I'm sorry I can't remember who requested this or if this was an anon, I'm sorry!] Hey, could I request some headcanons about dating Beverly? (Also if you could add in the reader having homophobic parents 💕)

Warnings: obviously there will be homophobia, [at the end so people can skip if they need to read safely 😊] specifically from the readers parents so please feel free to skip if need be. And remember my blog is a safe space 💕 oh yeah theres also plenty of grammar/spelling errors i'm sure

A//n: This was WAY longer than I anticipated. I just kept coming up with more stuff and holy crap I love writing Bev x readers???? Please request more Bev Edit: this was in my drafts forever and again as much as i have been trying to get requests out in order, it's been pretty tough but at least this way stuff gets out sooner so here ya go.

Okay

First of all..

Y'all make the CUTEST COUPLE, OKAY?!

Like no joke

You know that cliche about girls stealing their boyfriends hoodies/clothes??

Well that goes for both of you and you both are always swapping clothes cause you both love each other's sense of style

Plus, ya know, it's got that great boyfriend girlfriend smell

It's cheesy and played out, but it's honestly so wholesome, and again, you guys each have an interest in each others senses of styles

If you're bigger than her, and her clothes don't necessarily fit you, pfffttt no big deal, she had a million blankets that smelled like her and then you two got together and now she can only find like,, two. But that doesn't mean she doesn't love stealing your clothes!! They're baggier on her but oH MY GOODNESS DOES SHE LOVE THAT. She just loves being able to completely immerse herself in your stuff. Especially when she isn't feeling safe in her own home and you aren't around, the best thing for her is to wrap herself in her your stuff and be comforted by you. Uggh, its hella sweet

But let's start from the beginning...

Both of you knew about each other from school

You definitely heard the many rumors about "Beaver-ly Marsh"

Not that you participated, but you were always overhearing rumors from gossiping girls and bragging boys in your class

Your school wasn't huge but it wasn't small either

But it was kill or be be killed, and rumors spread like the damn plague

It was inevitable

And it was just a matter of time before you overheard the several rumors of the "slut" who did it with every guy in school.

You'd roll you're eyes at the word and the ridiculous insinuations, knowing the massively overplayed game of telephone that ruled your school was not necessary the most credible source of information

And you were positive there were rumors about you, I mean, it really wasn't possible to go to that school without a rumor going around

Everyone had one

Anyways, you never paid much attention to them, but then you met her...

And oh no.

Immediately, it was:

You already never paid much mind to the rumors, but when you got to know each other??

Nuh uh.

No way

Not Beverly

No no no no, no

She was way too sweet, and shy, and beautiful, and awesome, and funny, annnd oh no the damn butterflies were back and shit she made you feel things

And you??

Bevery had no clue she was into girls until you came along...

You were her gay awakening and her being so used to all those nasty things people said about her and all those boys??

Even though it wasn't true, any of it, she still always expected that eventually one day she'd get her first boyfriend, to love and cuddle with and everything normal

Again, then you came along and her heart was all like

BOOM BOOM BEECH

You both danced around each other a lot. Seeing as you were two precious little gay beans that lived in a conservative town in the 80s, it wasn't exactly the most accepting environment and you guys didn't know if the other was into girls at all

On both sides it was "does she like me or is she just really laid back and friendly???"

It took way too long to figure out you were both into each other

If I'm being completely honest here, y'all were like the female reddie

Two girls who became best friends and always bickered like crazy to hide your feelings

The way you two found out you had feelings for one another was bumpy and awkward but silly and cute nonetheless

It came off in a passing comment that just slipped out

The two of you were having a sleepover like you did every Friday night you were available

and you two were laying on her bedroom floor talking about anything and everything staring at the ceiling

Her radio was playing in the background and the two of you were surrounded by various snacks you had been munching on all throughout the night and the conversation drifted to gossip about your peers at school

It went a little something like this:

Y: "Did you see so and so today??"

B: "Yes!!"

Y: *laughing* "Yeah, what the hell was that?"

B: I have no idea what goes on in her head...

B: but I guess I gotta give her some credit, she's always super confident and I'm like, 90% sure that's what makes her the most desirable girl in the 8th grade"

Y: "I guess that makes sense"

B: "I do wish I had her confidence. Maybe I'd have better luck romantically"

Y: "Oh please, like you need that. You're infinitely more attractive than her"

B: "What?"

Y: *panicked* "What?"

B: *slowly sits up with smug ass smirk on her lips* are you saying you find me... attractive?"

Y: ..."what?" *sweating*

B: *still smirking* "Wait,"

Y: "WhAT?"

B: *stILL smirking* "do you-?"

Y: *full on gay panic* "No!"

B: *smirking and blushing*

B: *lays back down* "well, I think you're pretty attractive yourself, if it's any consolation"

She's still so nervous though so it comes out in a whisper

She's 99 percent certain you just accidentally revealed your crush to her but her heart was p o u n d i n g anyway

What if it just came out wrong and that's why you panicked???

Had she just revealed her crush to you by mistake???

But no

You both were a blushing mess and it did not go unnoticed by either one of you

You're hands kinda accidently brushed and you both just had a heart attack on the spot

But the connection you two had that night

You both just... knew

You guys kinda just... happened

After that you both were aware you liked each other

But it was kind of unspoken

At first

It's not like you guys never talked about it, but you two definitely became more touchy and flirty

Holding hands when no one was looking

Shortly before you guys happened and before that night, she had introduced you to losers and they just totally accepted you as one of their own

You got along especially well with Richie (wonder why)

But Bev wasn't too happy about this particular fact...

Especially after you two got together

She wasn't necessarily jealous, especially cause she already had a sneaking suspicion about his feelings for another loser, but because he took up a lot of her time with you

But then, to her chagrin, Richie found out about you two

the eight of you were hanging out in the clubhouse, and Ben had to make some adjustments so him and the others left momentarily to help him get the resources

Except you, and Bev

You two volunteered to hold down the fort [literally]

aaaaaaand you two wanted to have a few minutes alone together too,

Nothing scandalous or anything like that, but you two didn't get be close around the losers

Then Richie returned way earlier than expected [turns out he was doing more harm than good and they sent him back]

He was just outside the entrance and he overheard you two

"I wish we could tell them,"

"I know. And it's not that I don't think they'll accept us, it's-" *sigh* "I'm just not ready... I'm sorry"

"Don't be. It's okay, we can tell them when we're both good and ready."

"Thank you, Y/n."

Richie just kinda stood there thinking about what he just heard

I mean, it made sense, you guys were really close, but then again, that's just how he thought all girls were

But everything else kinda made more sense the more he thought about it

And, it honestly reminded him of him and Eddie

More specifically, how he felt about his best friend

Now naturally this was a very emotional moment, but Richie Tozier being Richie Tozier wasn't about to waltz in there and give some sappy speech about he accepts you guys and he's here for you no matter what

No, no, no

He laid down on the forest floor, sticking his head in the clubhouse scaring the shit out of you two and said

"You guys should really be more quiet, Ben may be a suspiciously good overnight kid architect sensation but he has yet to soundproof this baby"

He then stuck his arm inside the clubhouse, patting the ceiling, shaking a couple spiders loose from his his hand in disgust

"Richie...!"

You two jumped apart and you about nearly shit your pants

"Relax, I'm not gonna tell anyone,"

You both were startled as hell and absolutely disgruntled but the two of you looked at each other, simultaneously breathing a sigh of relief

He got up and joined you two in the clubhouse, and began lounging in his usual spot in the hammock, arms behind his head

"So, this means you two are both into girls, huh?"

Once again, you looked at one another and back at him, nodding shyly

He plastered on the most mischievous smirk you had ever seen and nodded his head, his huge eyes squinting slightly from behind his glasses

"niceee"

This of course was followed by simultaneous eye rolls, Bev even threw her gum wrapper at him but you laughed

It was a relieved laugh

Here you were, exposed and unintentionally outed to Richie "Trashmouth" Tozier and sure enough his reaction was "nICE"

It was honestly a relief and kinda hilarious

You guys just kinda broke out into laughter

It was nice moment

***TRIGGER WARNING FOR [PARENTAL] HOMOPHOBIA BELOW***

And for a while, everything was great. That was, until your parents began to take note just how much time you were spending with Bev

They kept an eye on it at first

Then they started asking questions

You knew this day would come one way or another

Hell, you grew up with them after all, you knew what they thought about people like you and it broke your heart

It terrified you

And it's exactly what you heard every night when you tried to fall asleep, their voices speaking to you clear as day; how disgusted they were. They weren't really there of course and it wasn't until you became a loser that you found out what that voice was...

The point is, your deepest fear was being realized so you did what you could do

Lie

And it seemed to work. Briefly

Your mother had come in to check on you two for the fifth time - usually she checked on you two four times since their suspicions - and found you two snuggled up on top of your sleeping bags

Your mother screamed, scaring the crap out of you guys and you jumped apart

Your mother was thrown into hysterics and went to fetch your father, wailing like a damn baby

Needless to say that night was a long one for everyone

And as if things couldn't get any worse, just days later you found out that Beverly had been taken by It

Immediately, every doubt, every fear, every inkling of shame your parents and your community had drilled into you was forgotten and all that mattered was getting her back

You and your friends literally went through hell to get her back

Needless to say it was a terrifying ordeal but you all had each other's backs and everyone came out okay

When you left Neibolt, you and Beverly were hand in hand

You couldn't give a flying fck about it, you just fought a shape-shifting demon clown you could face your small minded parents

And more importantly you knew even if your parents didn't support you, you had other people who did that and that was enough

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Hope you enjoyed, sorry it's so long and again this is out of order of who requested it so I'm sorry to those of you who had stuff in before this, but I've just been stuck for too long and I needed to get things moving again. Anyways, I hoped you guys like this and again, omg I love writing Beverly!!! I would not be offended if you guys asked for more Bev fics/hc when I open up requests again