#stan uris imagine

[deadindeathvalley]

So like, maybe I'm just old but did the internet collectively forget that Ryan Ross cheated on Keltie and enabled Shane Morris to be an absolute monster on the internet? This new generation of PATD fans absolutely idolizing Ryan and hating Brendon for shit he didn't even do his wild to me.

[littlecorpselady]

Pov: Derry 🎈

Beep beep Richie

[incorrect-losers]

Eddie: How the hell do you spell shofur?

Stan: Chauffeur

Eddie:

Eddie: Oh, fancy pants Rich McGee over here, fuck you

[cwcthzl]

post ch2 ghost stanley au where he decides to prank richie by speaking complete gibberish and convince him that this is the language ghosts talk while sneaking some words in that will catch richie off guard.

"qhkdhakjajshx bakahxjajdj wkn k ashakc qhskcshqjdjq"

"oh yeah that completely makes sense. is that what jews call a ladykiller?"

"ajksjakdhcysb ajjajdka faggot kwnskak"

"WHAT"

[sammythelover]

[lady-targaryens-world]

Chapter 1: Return to Derry

English is not my first Language!

Pairing: Patrick Hockstetter

CHAPTERS: 1/?

UPDATES: Slow (very slow)

Fandom: IT

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The bus slowed down as Y/n looked through the window at the familiar streets of Derry. A touch of nostalgia surrounded her as the autumn wind brushed through her hair. The town she hadn't seen for years was now in front of her.

*"Back in Derry."* Y/n sighed, her thoughts swirling like the autumn leaves outside.

As the bus stopped at the edge of town, a mix of excitement and uncertainty washed over her. Her mother had taken her away after her parents' separation. But now she was returning to her father and beloved sister, Beverly.

Stepping off the bus, her gaze fell on the house that once was her home. Beverly stood on the sidewalk, a radiant smile on her face.

*"Y/n! You're finally back!"* Beverly embraced her sister tightly.

*"I've missed you so much, Beverly."* Y/n reciprocated the hug, but her eyes betrayed a deep sadness.

They entered the house together. Beverly's joy was palpable, but the atmosphere inside was tense. Their father sat in the kitchen, engrossed in the newspaper. Y/n felt a pang in her chest as she noticed his cold gaze.

*"Hello, Dad."* Y/n attempted a friendly greeting, but his silence spoke volumes.

Sensing the tension, Beverly tried to lighten the mood. *"Isn't it great that Y/n is back?"* she said with an encouraging smile.

While Beverly warmly welcomed her sister's return, Y/n‘s resentment toward her father hung heavy in the air.

Their father didn't even lift his gaze from the newspaper. The chill in his silence was like an icy shadow over the room.

*"Well, we'll see."* Y/n tried to conceal her uncertainty, but the silence seemed louder than any conversation.

Beverly led her sister to her old room, now a mix of memories and forgotten items. The creaking of the door and the sight of the familiar space brought Y/n back in thought.

*"You can settle in here. It's still the way you left it."* Beverly tried to dispel the melancholy in the air.

*"Thank you, Beverly. You're still the best."* Y/n forced a smile, but the pain of her absence permeated the room.

The next hour passed in an uncomfortable silence as they tried to bridge the past.

*"I'm going into town to run some errands."* Beverly eventually broke the silence. *"We can talk later."*

After Beverly left, Y/n looked at her father, who was still engrossed in his newspaper. The room seemed to shrink as the unspoken conflict between father and daughter cast heavy shadows.

*"Why did you come back?"* her father suddenly said, without lifting his gaze.

*“Mother said it was time.“ * she felt her voice tremble.“*

*"It wasn't my decision to let you go. It was hers."* His words were icy, and her heart sank.

*"You've never treated Mother, me, and Beverly well. That's why Mother left you."* her voice cut through the tension in the room as she accused her father.

He glared at her angrily, but before he could respond, the door opened, and Beverly entered, holding a bag from shopping. She seemed To feel unwell and tried to go to her room.

*"Whatcha got there?“* Her father went to Beverly, asking about the contents of the bag.

*"Just some things."* Beverly replied briefly.

*"Like what?"* he persisted. He took the bag from her, looked inside, and noticed the tampons she had purchased. He glanced back with a subtle grin, gently touching her cheek. Y/n observed the strange and inappropriate gesture as Beverly tensed up and flinched slightly. He then smelled her hair, took hold of her ponytail, and uttered, *"Tell me you're still my little girl."* Beverly's response was a resigned *"Yes, Daddy."* With that answer, he appeared satisfied and released her.

Beverly reacted by quickly retreating to her room. Her sister, who had witnessed the entire bizarre scene, found the interaction between father and daughter peculiar.

He gave Y/n a final glance and returned to his previous activity. She understood that the previous discussion they had was closed for him.

After Beverly disappeared into her Room, Y/n went to her room with mixed feelings. The argument and the bizarre encounter between her father and Beverly had turned the first day of her return into an unexpected drama.

The house, once a safe haven, now seemed permeated with unspoken words and hurt feelings. The first day of her return held more conflicts than she had expected, indicating that the challenges in Derry had only just begun.

[shifting4fun]

am i or am i not maybe sorta gonna drop a patrick hockstetter x goth!reader?🤭

[liv45no]

*on a nature hike*

Mike: it’s beautiful out here

Bill: and quiet

Eddie: too quiet

Beverly: did we lose someone?

*cut to Richie trying to befriend a bear*

[beverlymarsh33]

The scene where all the kids beat the absolute shit out of Pennywise at the end of It chptr 1 was genuinely so funny. Like, they weren’t even scared anymore, they were just PISSED.

[justanotherloser-butinagayway]

stan, at the police station: i’m here for richie, bill, and bev.

the officer: surenames?

stan:

stan: ah, you must be new...

[reinerismwrld]

The Devil That I Know

PAIRING: Bill Denbrough x Reader x Stanley Uris (Poly Relationship)

SUMMARY: Unfortunately, the return of Pennywise brought the loss of one of the loves of your life.

GENRE: Mostly Angst, fluff (if you squint)

WARNINGS: Suicide, death, mentions of blood and vomit.

WORD COUNT: 2.1k words

“Mr. Denbrough?” Bill didn’t notice who was calling. He was able to hear the faint commotion coming from his phone. It wasn’t you or Stan.

“Yes, it’s me.” He was a little bit irritated since he had been interrupted. He had a deadline, and as he looked at his computer screen, he noticed that nothing had been done in the past hour. He sighed.

“We’re reaching out to you regarding your wife-”

“Is she ok? What happened? Where is she?” Bill went instantly into panic mode.

“Mr. Denbrough, please calm down. She’s okay. We just want to notify you that she, well, at your house, there has been—” Bill didn’t even let the person on the other side finish when he quickly stood up, grabbed his jacket, and left his office. 

He’s been having this unsettling feeling in the bottom of his stomach all day long. At first, he tried to brush it off, knowing you and Stan were fine, both of you saying your goodbyes as always, but now… And don’t even get him started with Mike’s call in the evening. Do you know? Maybe something happened when you heard the news of It’s comeback.

As Bill approached your shared home, he could see the ambulances and police cars outside your residence. Feeling his heart race, he really didn’t know what to expect from what was unfolding in front of him. Did you get injured? Did something happen to Stan? No, no time for overthinking, he thought. Priorities.

When Bill stepped onto your lawn, he could see you sitting down on your porch steps. He quickly passed the officers who were there. As he came closer to you, he was able to see your hands and clothes, all covered in blood. 

“Holy shit, angel, what happened? Are you ok?” Bill knelt right in front of you, but you were unresponsive. Your eyes weren’t even looking at Bill. They seemed lost, without any spark whatsoever.

Bill started to shake your body in order to get a reaction from you, but nothing came of it. As he continued to shake you, he was able to notice that the blood that was on your body wasn’t yours at all. You didn’t seem to be hurt. “What happened? Please, Y/n, where’s Stan?”

For the first time during that evening, for the first time since the police and ambulance arrived, you reacted. You turned your head to Bill, and that’s when reality hit you like a punch right in the face. Stan, your Stan was gone.

“He… He is… I cannot believe it happened like I was right here. I should’ve known better, I-” As you started to ramble, Bill was able to see far away in an ambulance what appeared to be a bag that’s used to transport bodies. His heart fell to the bottom of his stomach.

“He never locks the door. I should’ve known something was up,” you kept saying. However, no emotion was seen on your face. It was like you were in auto-pilot mode as if you were just repeating something that had been going through your mind.

A lump was forming on Bill’s throat. First, he has to get you to react. Hell, he would even appreciate it if you shouted and broke everything in your sight.

“Hey, Y/n, please, look at me. Just look at me.” Bill grabbed your cheeks with both of his hands, trying to make you look only at him. For a moment, you stayed in silence, and your phone rang.

You didn’t even dare move. Bill took your phone from the back pocket of your jeans. His heart stopped after he saw the area code and phone number—the same phone number that called him that same evening.

“Hi Mike.”

“Bill?” Mike’s voice sounded a little bit surprised—just a little bit. “I thought this was Y/n’s phone number,” Bill sighed.

“It is. She’s not here right now.” Bill really couldn’t explain your state to Mike through the phone.

“Well, you already know why I’m calling. We will be waiting for you two then.” After confirming with Mike that the two of you were going to return to Derry, Bill hung up, and still, there was no reaction from you.

“Mr. Denbrough?” a police officer came closer to him. 

“Yes, that’s me. Do you know what happened?” In the corner of his eye, Bill tried to see if you finally reacted, but nothing.

“By any chance, do you know Stanley Uris?” Bill nodded. If his brain wasn’t wrong, and if he isn’t that dumb, he may know what happened, but he really wishes he was wrong. “You wife, ahm, is he a friend?” Bill tried his best to remain calm. He just wanted to know if his suspicion was correct or not. He didn’t have time to explain how the relationship between the three of you worked.

“It’s hard to explain if I’m honest, but yes, Stan… Stanley, he’s close to us.” the officer only nodded, trying to not be nosy and trying his best to give the news to Bill.

“Well, we received a call from your wife. Mr. Uris locked himself in the bathroom, and your wife, when she was able to enter the room, saw him in the bathtub. He… He committed suicide. Your wife found him.” tears started to fall down Bill’s cheeks. He tried his best to maintain his composure. Bill tried to answer the officer, but nothing came out. It was as if when he tried to speak, a brutal scream would come out. His best friend since childhood, a fundamental part of this special thing they had with you, was gone. He could only nod.

The officer tried to give his condolences, but he just left. 

Bill stayed there, standing in front of you. He started playing with your hair, trying his best to keep you at least calm. He wasn’t even sure if you could feel his touch; it was as if you had frozen in time. But he tried his best to feel you, to make sure you knew he was there with you, that you weren’t alone anymore. He understood your state now. Finding Stan must have been horrible and brutal.

As the minutes passed, people started leaving the area—the officers, the doctors on site, the nosy neighbors, and passers-by. The two of you remained in that same spot, not really moving, trying to escape the reality you were living.

When the last police car left your house, Bill tried his best to get you to react, but you still seemed so lost. He wanted to get inside. However, a big part would be missing if you entered the house.

“Do you want to get in?” Bill asked, and you only nodded. Even if Stan wasn’t going to be there anymore, it was the last place he was with you.

Bill picked you up in bridal style. He knew it was the best way to get inside quickly. He didn’t need to open the door since it was left open by the last officer who was at your house. He sat you on your living room couch and returned to close the front door. The silence was unsettling. This house has never been this silent. It was always filled with the faint sound of music that you loved to leave in the background as Stan was cooking or as the two of you were reading books. There was also the sound of Bill typing on his computer while you and Stan talked about your day, wanting to include Bill in whatever you could. The laughs you would let out whenever Bill and Stan wanted to get your attention with their silly jokes and remarks. And the list could go on and on. But now, it was dead silent.

Bill sat at the coffee table in front of you. And that’s when he could finally see you cry. Not that Bill liked the view of your crying, but you were now reacting, something that at least made him feel that you came back to this reality.

“I’m so sorry, Bill,” you whispered. Bill’s heart shattered into a million pieces.

“No, hey, listen to me, Y/n.” Bill quickly grabbed your cheek with one hand while the other grabbed your left arm. “Why are you apologizing, angel?”

“He… He told me he was going to take a bath. He was acting weird. I really didn’t want to bother him. I thought that maybe if I let him and gave him space, he would later tell us what happened. But as the minutes passed, I got more anxious.” You let out a cry. Both of Bill’s hands were now cleaning all the tears that were rolling down. Bill also started crying, but he was trying his best to be silent so you could continue explaining what happened.

“I should’ve known better. He sounded weird… His voice was haunted Bill. I cannot explain it. But Stan, it was like he saw a ghost.” Bill gulped. He knew what made Stan do what he did. And to be honest? He couldn’t really blame him. He remembered how Pennywise scared Stan the most. Even if all of the losers made it out alive, Stan was never really the same.

It was like all the memories were coming back at him like flashes one by one. He couldn’t really understand how he forgot all those memories of that summer. It was as if his brain was playing tricks.

How can someone live with the two people who also experienced such an important and a little bit traumatic event when the three of you were 13 years old and then just forget about everything? Bill knew it wasn’t the best moment to bring this up, but you need to know all the context. At least you will then understand what happened.

“I received a call today, too. I believe it was from the same person that called Stan, and that same person also called you.”

“What?” Bill knew there was no good way to tell you the news.

“Do you remember our childhood? Specifically when we were thirteen?” you frowned. What does this have to do with Stan?

“I…” When you actually tried to recall that year, you couldn’t, as if all those memories were wiped out from your brain. “I don’t…”

“Mike called. Mike Hanlon. It’s back.” Fuck.

Bill saw your face slowly turn into horror. You quickly stood up and made your way to the kitchen sink, holding what you felt was what you had eaten that day. You finally understood. It was as if your body needed a way to get out all the fear, anxiety, and sadness you had experienced for the last hours. As you cleaned the corners of your mouth with water, you felt Bill coming closer, and he gave you a towel to dry yourself.

“Please tell me this is a sick joke, Bill.” Bill shook his head. That fucking clown. “But I don’t get it. When did Mike call me?” Bill handed you your phone. You didn’t even notice when he took it, but you couldn’t care less. It took something from you, It took something from Bill again. It’s not fair. “I don’t want to go back, Bill. I can’t.” your whole body plumbed to the kitchen floor. He sat next to you.

“We…” Bill knew the following words coming out of his mouth weren’t the best for you to hear right now, not after losing Stan. “We made a promise. We have to.” You were covering your face with your hands after hearing Bill. Tears continue falling down your face. You knew he was right. You knew that, maybe, you were the only people in the entire world who could stop Pennywise for good. But how could you actually do it? You barely made it out alive 27 years ago. What made you think this time would be different? You haven’t even returned to Derry, and you’ve already lost one of you. 

“I know Bill, but-” 

“We have to stop him. If we don’t do it, more people are going to keep disappearing, more people are going to live what we have gone through.”

“Bill, to be honest, I couldn’t care less. He took Stan, he took Georgie, what if he takes one of our friends, or worse, you?” you were starting to get anxious. You cannot lose Bill, too.

“That’s why we must return to Derry, Y/n.” Bill hugged you, and you rested your head on his shoulder. “For Stan, and for… Georgie.” Bill felt a knot in his throat. He wouldn’t lie, he was shitting bricks. He was scared, but his anger and thirst for justice - more like vengeance, were more significant. 

“You cannot die, Bill. I can’t lose you. I don’t think I could handle another loss.” Bill sighed. 

“I promise I won’t die. I won’t leave you, my angel.”

“Then I guess we will be going to Derry.”

n a v i g a t i o n

[emmies-agere]

cg stan from it hc for baby regressor?? (0-2)

hello anon!! of course <3 stan is my favorite it character so i really hope you like this!! he is so caregiver coded,, anyways, take care! :D

caregiver stanley uris headcanons!

•stan would be a very sweet yet organized and careful caregiver. he just wants to make sure that you’re okay!

•he likes to plan in advance for things, like if you were going to the park or exactly what book you want to read before bed. it always gives you little things to look forward to when you regress!

•he has a few rules that he likes to stick to, like your bedtime being reasonable and that you have enough meals/cups of water. but other than that, he isn’t strict! he feels like while your regression should be safe, it should also be fun, and he doesn’t want to constantly police what you do.

•i think he would really like playing games with you! like matching games, board games, or even just building blocks :0

•his favorite pet names for you are angel, dear, and love.

•always prepared!! if you regress in public, he’s got a plushie for you to hold/fidget with. if you regressed on a long road trip and forgot to pack for if you got small, he’s got paci’s and your favorite cups/bottles in a little bag. trust him to have everything you need!

•stan definitely buttons your buttons for you and laces your shoes. he brushes your hair behind your ear and makes sure the collars of your shirts/coats aren’t twisted. he’ll always murmur something like, “let me fix that for you, kiddo” and it always makes you feel small!

•he loves reading to you. he’ll let you pick out any book you want and read it to you!! if it’s a picture book, he’ll look at the pictures with you and point out small details, and if it’s a chapter book, he’ll read it dramatically and ask you what you think is going to happen.

•praises anything you color/draw!! he tapes anything you make for him to his bedroom wall and looks at it when he misses you.

•loves taking you bird watching! he’ll take you to the park and point out all the birds to you, giving you many facts about them too. he’d never admit it, but it warms his heart when you point at them and say, “birdie!”

•also really good at listening to you, too!! you can talk to him about anything. you can give him stuffed animal lore, talk about one of your interests, complain about a problem bigger you has to face,, whatever it is, he’s more than happy to nod and talk to you about it!

•if you were ever feeling upset, stan would be very gentle with you. his voice would soften in a way that it only does for you, and he would do his best to talk you through it. if you were comfortable with physical affection, he’d wrap an arm around you and pull you close to him.

•he’d try to make things easier for you when things were tough— checking up on you more often and making sure you were taking care of yourself— especially now. he loves you and he really, really wants you to be okay.

•stan quite honestly adores you. he thinks you’re adorable when you’re small, and he wants to protect you. if he can make things easier for you, or make you happy, then that’s all he wants <3

[lucycore]

Hi!! I was wondering if I could get a IT 2017 ship. Thanks in advance!

Ok, so I'm a girl. I use she / her pronouns, and I'm bisexual.

Physically, I have long dirty blonde hair, hazel / green eyes, and I have pale skin with freckles. I also have glasses. I'm also around 5'6 ft. And I dress pretty normal ig. I usually wear band t shirts or tie die with bell bottom jeans or cargo pants and grey sneakers.

Personality wise im an ambivert. I'm quite shy around new people but very loud and open with my close friends. Speaking of friends I'm not very social since I have HUGE social anxiety but I do have alot of friends and get along with almost everyone. But I'm not very popular at school. And again speaking of school I get straight A's and im pretty goody two shoes in that area. + I've never gotten introubled but I often hide things from my parents and friends. I do get overwhelmed socially easily though and spend alot of time alone. Idk what else to add there hopefully that's enough

More facts about me / hobbies I have is that I really like music. I can play the piano and ukulele, but I more so enjoy others' music. Some of my favorite bands include The Beatles, Guns n Roses, Nirvana, Led Zeppelin, etc. I also love movies. My favorite types of movies are horror, comedy, and coming of age films. Some of my favorites include Stand By Me, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and Napoleon Dynamite. Also, according to my friends, I have a dark / crude sense of humor. Some hobbies I also have are playing the piano/ukulele, writing, reading, drawing, and sculpting. My favorite places to hang out with my friends are the woods, the arcade, my house, and the mall. I also only have 3 very very close friends. And lastly when I grow up I want to be a lawyer or a paralegal.

Hope that's enjoy I couldn't think of anything else. Thanks again! Take your time :]

Okay so I was thinking between Bev and Stan and I'm gonna give u Bev.

I think she matches u more than Stan bc Stan seems too shy and not really outgoing and Bev definitely more.

Look wise I really wanna point out that ur pale skin with freckles matches her ginger hair and also the hazel eyes which are greenish (I have them too btw.) Also u have glasses and when she tried on the pharmacists glasses it leads me to think that she would ask u to put ur glasses on her. She would look cute in these.

Style wise I think it matches her style maybe a little but the bandshirts would be her favorite on u.

Personality wise u match her maybe the most. She is definitely an ambivert and like u said, shy at first but then open with the ones u feel comfortable with is also the case with Bev. She also gets along with most people and has friends (losers club). Also your not very social and so is she. Another important point is that u hide stuff from ur parents and so does she. I mean she hides everything from her father so I think u two would mostly relate about that to each other.

Hobby wise, like said before she would love ur taste in music and ask u about the bands that u like and together as a cute date idea the two of u would listen to music together and exchange your tastes in music. She would also love to hear u play the ukulele/piano. I also think the two of u would enjoy watching horror movies together but since IT is the biggest horror in your lifes, then you guys wouldn't need horror movies anymore lol. After all she would love your hobbies and love to try them out with u.

That's all I could take from your text that would match her so hope u like it and also like that I matched you with Bev.

[cwcthzl]

i don’t think stan would necessarily grow out his hair cause sensory. but. i do like to imagine how richie would react to stan with longer hair

i actually thought about that and i think it would depend on the season because i think stan wouldn't like feeling the cold/wind on his neck when it was winter (he would feel exposed), but i don't see him being comfortable with sweaty curls in the summer sticking into the back of his neck either. he would keep his hair on collarbone length when it was cold and he would cut it when weather started to warm up because boy he did not like the feeling of sweat.

it would be so funny if he actually went for a longer hair look because i just know richie would be blushing and shi the first time he saw stan like that. like just imagine them not seeing each other for a few months because whatever reason and when they finally did, stan's curls were reaching below his shoulders and richie is just standing, staring with his mouth open like. oh my god. what the fuck. is he a greek god ?. how is this possible. how is he even more perfect

[whatthefuckisasweep]

i have 2 main fixations atp, so why not mix them together? idk some sketchy stuff for fun and no one will understand this except a very niche target group of people and if you do please talk to me i will explode

[yourmamakira]

Like...like a father who's constantly worried about his children but don't say anything to oppose because he thinks it would hurt their feelings to much.

not the dad stance