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sooocty · 1 month ago

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I adore both the on screen adaptions of It

I truly do!

But why do neither adapt the losers encounters with It correctly

(Granted I’ve only seen the mini series once at that was over a two day period because MAN that is long and the older losers are a pain)

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But in the book the encounters are:

Ben is thought to be the first to encounter It for the 1958 cycle. He’s walking home, after staying late after school to help grade papers with his teacher, when he’s on a bridge in the snow and sees a clown holding balloons. Said balloons are still even though it is very windy. The clown morphs into a mummy, which scares the piss out of him. (Just like Richie, Ben is scared of movie characters he’s seen)

In the mini series it’s this weird thing where his dad is calling out to him, and trying to lure him to the sewers. (Which doesn’t really make to much sense in the “scare” factor)

Then in the 2017 film it’s the dead boy he’s reading about in the news paper. It is better than the mini series in scare factor but doesn’t feel as personal??

There is reference to the mummy in the final battle, but it’s not an alone encounter and that’s what I’m focusing on here.

Bev is the best translation in both because it’s done to a certain extent in both. She’s in the bathroom, hears dead kids in her sink, puts a tape measure down there, and then blood shoots out of it. (A not so subtle way to say she’s started her period because she’s scared of turning into a women or adult)

The mini series does this with the balloon in the sink, and the 2017 version does it just with hair trapping her to the sink before the blood shoots in her face (And mouth omg 😭) Both are faithful in the fact she shows the boys. (Which leads to my favorite scene in the book.)

Bill goes into georgie’s room, opens georgie’s photo album and georgie’s latest year book photo leaks blood. Which is faithful to the mini series and I feel like the translation the 2017 version does is alright. Not the exact same but I feel like it still is true to his character. As his character leans heavily on Georgie’s death/going missing.

Eddie sees a homeless man with leprosy who offers him “favors”. Obviously he’s conditioned by his mother to fear sickness and a leper is a “walking infection”. Also the favors could be seen as Eddie seeing his sexuality as an illness that he needs to be cured off.

The 2017 movie does this almost faithfully minus the favors for obvious reasons.

The mini series does a weird shower scene, that doesn’t say anything about this character (not that I noticed) but it does have what I think is a reference to the “favors” by Pennywise saying “come back anytime”

Mike in the book sees a huge bird?? Which neither adaptation does. But Mike doesn’t even get his alone encounter in the mini series as he’s lumped into a group losers encounter with his photo album.

In the 2017 film his parents are killed in a house fire which I feel makes his character more sad than it already is. Especially since we get to see Mike with his parents in the book and I adore that family time we get. (Because he’s honestly one of the few losers with a good home life) But it’s not a poor translation as it gives him a satisfying ending in chapter 2.

Richie sees the paul bunion statue come to life, which is done in chapter 2. The mini series has him see The Teenage Wolf which happens in the book. Just both he and Bill see it when investigating Neibolt Street. (It does have Richie’s name on its letter man too)

I like the in the Werewolf more than Paul Bunion because it’s a more childish fear as he, ben and bev actually go see the teen werewolf movie in the book. (And mini series I think? But Eddies also there)

Stan (oh how they do my boy wrong 😞) goes to the park to see a cardinal. While he’s there he feels like the stand pipe is calling to him he goes inside. Stan starts to creep up the stairs as he hears clown music and even smells the smells of a carnival. Then he starts to hear wet footprints coming down the stairs and sees dead boys. (Ones he fights off by naming bird species lmao)

Said dead boys come from a story Eddie tells him about kids drowning at the (river or lake some body of water) next to the stand pipe.

My interpretation of this is that he has a more adult fear (something “real” like drowning or death) He also states that he just wants to forget his encounter, and not do anything about it. Stan doesn’t want to fight Pennywise. He wants to forget anything even happened. An attitude similar to the adults of Derry who want to do nothing about Pennywise, just be bystanders. He’s reluctant to even tell the group about his encounter, chopping it up as a dream.

Stan is more “adult” than the other losers. He remembers his childhood unlike the other losers. He knows who William Denbrough is on his books. Stan reads Bills horror novels fondly as if he’s reminiscing on his childhood.

In the mini series they sorta do this justice with a similar set up just instead of dead boys it’s the mummy. Then again it’s a scary movie fear that was originally Ben’s.

But in the 2017 film they make it the painted lady?? (They also just remove birds ENTIRELY from his personality.) Which I feel undermines his character in a sense. Because it’s a childish fear to be frightened of an odd looking painting in your father’s office. So scared he refuses to look at it.

Both adaptations try to give tell you why he’s more scared to returned and his premature death. By having Pennywise single him out. Be that by pinning him to a wall to feed or leading him away from the group to feed.

Both do the job and in the 2017 adaptation when the losers return for a 2nd time to the neibolt house he shows hesitation in returning. But then in the Chapter 2 they give some weird poetic reason of his premature death as a calculated decision .

Which let me be clear it in no way, shape, or form is. The man was just scared. That’s it. There is no needed explanation and personally I feel it dulls his death down to make it a calculated decision.

Thank you for listening to me ramble about my current fixation! And comparing adaptions of It by Stephen King.

I wonder who my favorite character is 😭(yes this originally was only abt Stan but I felt that a post only abt him would be too little)

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seenoversundown · 27 days ago

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Insidious : Eight

Jake Kiszka x Rory (Fem OC)

Warnings: 18+ Smut, some cute banter, fluff, intrusive and suggestive thoughts, pet names, flirting kind of if you squint really, smut warning time- look away now if you don’t wanna see it- masturbation, suggestive language, slight praise kink, special pet names.

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Author's Note: grab a cold bev and a sweat towel, babes! 🤭

Albuquerque, New Mexico | Day 2 | Show #2

I spent the bulk of the day running around to make sure everything was ready for the show tonight. Choosing to not stay out was probably for the best, considering how busy I ended up being today.

Once I get the rest of my shit back onto the bus since we’re leaving after the show tonight, I run into the bathroom to touch up my makeup real quick before it’s time to go inside the venue.

“You’re beautiful enough!” Josh sings as he wanders through the bus.

I laugh, turning my head to holler back, “My husband could be in there, ya know!”

“And he should love you regardless of your appearance!” He hollers back.

I will say, despite the situation the other night, I do really enjoy my friendship with Josh. I haven’t been ready to bring it up to him yet, but I wish he had been the one to tell me what happened.

Obviously, Jake was really the one who handled it, which I still don’t know what happened fully and frankly, I don’t think I want to know. But Josh was right there when I woke up and he could have easily told me what was going on. Maybe I’m overthinking it, but I digress.

We definitely had fun together and I’m trying to focus on that. Even the other boys have lightened up toward me and it's a nice feeling like I’m just part of the group. Hoping that it sticks throughout the tour, but I can’t imagine anything that would really make me question them.

“You ready to go inside?” Sam asks, leant against the doorframe as I’m dropping my mascara back into my bag.

I smile at him as he gestures for me to walk past, “Now, I am.”

Once they’re all happy and situated, I decide to go watch the band that’s on for a few. I figured if we’re gonna be doing this for a while, I may as well go listen to the rest of them too. Plus, having the ability to stand side stage, rather than out front, I’ll take any opportunity for that.

There was always something about live music that truly just felt different to me. Getting to watch everyone on stage having the time of their lives and the crowd being just as into it. I always felt really lucky that I managed to get into the industry and now I get to witness it all the time.

“Hey,” being whispered close to my ear making me jump. My head whips to the side, seeing Jake laugh as he stands next to me.

I lean over closer to him, “Warn me next time, Jesus christ.”

We both stand there for a few minutes just watching them, until I have questions for him. Leaning over to ask them where he can actually hear me. He returns the gesture so he can answer the question, but his hand sitting on my lower back had me a little distracted. Not that I necessarily wanted him to touch me, but I’m definitely a physical person and it’s been a while since I.. anyway.

He pulls me out of the way of someone, and I knew it meant nothing, but the way he left his hands on me for a split second longer than he had to, my stomach was turning. I need to calm down, good lord.

The band starts their last song of their set and I feel an arm plop down over my shoulders, glancing over to see Sam smiling at me. I don’t know why him hanging on me doesn’t give me the same feeling but, I’m not going to think that hard about it right now. It’ll only make things worse.

“I’m heading back,” Jake says close to my ear and I just glance over at him and nod. Leaving me there with Sam, who is just happily vibing to this bands closing song. He pulls me with him as the set ends, so we can get out of the way before they start swapping out gear.

Oddly enough, all the boys were in an eerily good mood today, but if we’re being honest, I wasn’t going to question it. Something must have happened at the bar for them to all be like this and that is a story for another time. I’m just grateful that nobody seems angry or needing me to really organize them at all now that we’re here.

I follow them as they walk out for their set, sitting off to the side as they walk on stage. It’s still wild to me that Josh can do what he does on stage, considering what a bundle of joy he is off stage.

The show today felt a bit better, and I don’t know if it was the good mood they all were in or if the crowd was better or maybe I was less nervous this time since it wasn’t the first show anymore. Regardless, it was more fun to watch them this time.

They’re all pretty energetic on stage which definitely helps, and I know that it gets the attention of people in the crowd for sure. It makes me laugh when they acknowledge me off stage though, even if nobody else can see who they’re looking at. But watching the way Sam would point his bass at me while playing and then laugh, he really was a precious man. So carefree and goofy when he wanted to be, it was admirable for sure.

Danny was way too locked in for him to be looking over, but the twins definitely took their turns. Josh walking closer to me, but I was hidden enough that the crowd wouldn’t know who he was screaming to. The big smile on his face as he lets out these foul sounds is hysterical to me. Making dumb faces as he faces me and then clocks back in when he turns back to the crowd, it’s like i’m getting my own personal show really.

Jake would occasionally walk back to his amps and usually that is when he would either mouth something to me or widen his eyes, never anything crazy. I found myself watching him intently when he would go back though because he kept a few things sitting on his amp. But, mostly because he would pull up the bottom of his shirt to wipe his face quickly and just the glimpse of his hip tattoos would make my mouth run dry. It’s a shame he’s as hot as he is, really. Or I’d watch him drink from the cup he had sitting on the floor, and just being able to see his jaw flex while he did was really doing a number on me.

I hadn’t realized how long I had been watching them when I recognize the song they started. Well, I may as well stay for the last song then. Tonight’s show definitely made me more excited for the rest of tour, which is a relief after the first few days.

Joining them as they leave the stage, following them back to the greenroom to grab all their stuff before we had to pile back into the bus again. Rowdy as hell, they are all having a good time as they cool off for a minute before we get out of here.

“Where are we going boys?” Danny hollers.

A jumbled response from a handful of them, some of the opening band members also joined us in there. Hard to believe any of them actually formed a plan, but they must have with the way they all rotated through the showers and got dressed again.

Being one of a few women in the back stage area, it was absolutely wild to be surrounded by all these musicians. Most of them half dressed and just wandering about. A handful of the girlfriends had joined them backstage and I was lucky enough to say ‘hello’ to them finally, and they all seemed sweet– which is great for me, because I’ll have more people to talk to at shows. Thank god.

“Are you gonna come with us, love?” Josh asks me as we walk out of the venue finally.

I shake my head, telling him, “I think I’m gonna pass tonight. Just kind of want to lay in my bunk for a bit before all of you pile in there.”

He laughs at me for a second, but then admits, “We are a bit rowdy sometimes. I don’t blame you, get some rest!”

I walk over to our bus, and our driver is so sweet. Saying my nightly ‘hello’s to him as I get on. Chatting with him for a minute about his day, he really was such a good dude. Sam sneaking past me to grab something from the back before he quickly comes back up.

“Josh said you’re staying here?” He asks, a small pout on his face.

I breathe out, “Yeah, I’m taking the night off from drinking, I think.”

“Okaaay! Well, enjoy your nap then!”

The driver looks over at me, “You’re staying here?”

“Mhm,” I hum out. Realizing that he probably takes advantage of this time if the boys want to go out for a bit. “Oh, don’t let me stop you. Feel free to do whatever, I just want to lay down anyway.”

“Works for me,” he lets out. Holding up some over the ear headphones and shaking them, “I will just watch my movie with these so I don’t bug ya!”

I chuckle to myself, “Perfect.”

Laying in my little bunk felt so good tonight. Something about how small it was just made it more comforting to me. I scrolled on my phone for a bit, just one of my headphones in so I could hear if anything happened. I did hear the doors open and close a few times, with footsteps in there. But the bus had been quiet for a while and all I could hear was the occasional quiet laugh from the driver, which had slowly turned into light snores. He really is such a cute older man. Deciding I should put on a random playlist that spotify suggested, trying to give myself something to focus on that wasn’t his snoring.

My mind wandered as I lie there, thinking about the way Jake’s hands were on me earlier today. Remembering the first night I met him and how smooth he was, god if only Georgia hadn’t knocked. I hadn’t been touched by a man for a while before that night and I haven’t since then either.

The way he looked on stage, sweating and the facial expressions he would make while he was playing. And lord, don’t get me started on how nice his hands are– made my knees weak to watch him. But that could have been a combination of not getting laid for a while.

Either way, as I lie here and he floods my mind, I reluctantly slip my hand under the waistband of my shorts. Turning my music down so I can hardly hear it, but I can definitely hear if anybody is trying to come onto the bus. Once I hear another snore from the driver, I let my hand wander down.

Lightly running my fingers over my clit, which barely even touching it, I was fighting a moan. Taking a deep breath in as I finally add a little pressure, slowly and gently playing with it. The thought of Jake that night in the bathroom plays in my mind. The way he was so gentle to hold my leg as he cleaned me off but then pulling me off the counter with my legs wrapped around his waist. I would have let him do whatever he wanted. It’s like I can almost feel how soft his lips were against mine, the feeling spreading through my body as I sit on that thought.

My hand adding a bit more pressure now, my throat letting a quiet ‘mmm’ slip out. But thankfully, the sound of a light snore still graces my ear right after so I know it’s safe. Letting my mind wander back to Jake, curious of what would have happened if we didn’t get interrupted. Those hands all over me and sliding into my shorts, I can’t help myself when another moan comes out, a bit louder this time. My eyes shut tightly as I lie, wishing I hadn’t played so hard to get that night so I could be day dreaming about so much more.

Every moment feels better and better, fighting moaning too loud but I had to let some out because the pressure was killing me, but nothing would have prepared me when I heard, “Mhmm, how good does that feel?”

Oh my god, Jake.

Pausing my hand for a moment, just letting out shaky breaths until he says, “Keep going.”

Is he also or.. My hand is moving a little faster this time. The sound of his voice makes my thighs tense up. Knowing he can hear me, I choke back the noises trying to escape. It only takes a minute before one sneaks out of me, and I can feel my face redden at the sound. But only until I heard the rustling sound coming from the bunk next to me.

A low, ‘Mmm,’ hits my ears, and my mouth falls open at it. He’s..

Just the thought of him stroking himself six feet away from me, I can feel myself inch closer to an orgasm. Seeing him walk around in his boxers, I know that he’s blessed and then picturing that in my mind as I play with myself– my subconscious betrays me, “mmm Jake.”

My eyes shoot open when it comes out, oh no. But I can’t stop my hand at this point, I’m too close.

“Yes, baby,” his voice low, and the sultry tone to it making everything overwhelming. “I wanna hear you.”

My breath falls out of me at his voice, the feeling getting stronger. Trying not to overthink the situation, I keep going.

“Come on, Rory,” he starts. “Need you to come for me, I know you want to.”

My head is spinning as he’s talking me through it.

“Just let it go,” he groans. “I just know you’re so fucking wet right now.”

The feeling starting to trickle through my body, my breathing picks up and I can’t help myself when I let out, “Fuck me, Jake.”

“That’s my girl,” he moans. “Fuck.”

I can still hear the light sounds of him stroking himself, as I lie here trying to breathe through what just happened. Something possessed me when I whispered, “You sound so sexy, Jake.”

His little groans littered the air. My legs tightly crossed as I kept teasing him.

“Please, come for me,” I start. “I was so good for you.”

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath.

The smile grew on my face, knowing he had to be almost there. Taking a deep breath and then pulling out the only move I felt like I could in this position, when I moaned, “Mm yes, daddy.”

His breath hitches at my moan, the rustling from his bunk stops. I lie there in silence when I hear the light snore from our driver again, and I try not to laugh at it. Finally, hearing him get up and the bathroom door shutting rather quickly.

How am I supposed to look at him?

What felt like hours, was maybe another forty-five minutes, when I hear the bus door open and the rest of them stumbling onto the bus– I know that’s my cue to get up. Going up to the front and plopping down in my normal spot next to Josh, his arm hung over my shoulders.

They recapped how the night went as the bus driver got situated and got us back on the road. I giggled at the stories that they have from the maybe two hours they were out. Sam telling us all about this girl that he almost brought back but then he realized she looked a little too much like his ex and got the ick from it.

It was only a few minutes before Jake finally joined us and the two of us avoided eye contact. At least it isn’t just me. Trying to look at him, and he’s shirtless, which is already difficult for me, but then I realize he's in some joggers, sat low on his waist.

“Jake, what did you end up doing?” Josh asks. “You don’t usually turn down going out.”

I decide to be brave and look over at him, my heart pounds as I do. His eyes met mine for a second and there’s no way my face didn’t flush a little.

“Oh, just hung out,” he says casually. “Needed to take a load off, y’know?”

I almost choke on my drink when he says it. Feeling his eyes on me, looking back at him, he slowly winks at me.

This is going to be a long fucking tour.

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genesis-otto · 11 months ago

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If there is one thing that I'm sure of, it's that the losers club always bake cakes for their birthdays. But as we all know, they are iDiOtS. And their cakes are just...bad. I don't mean the taste, the cake always tastes good cause there are some responsible people in this group who somehow manage to do this part right. It's the visual that is horrible. Like do you imagine them trying to decorate the cake without fucked it up on purpose (or not) ? Yeah me neither. So here is what I imagine all the cake that the losers have done one year :

This one is for Bill, it was the first time that they actually made a real cake so he is ugly as fuck. Bill is born in january which makes him the oldest of the losers and I would imagine the losers always making fun of Bill for being old. And since he is the first to celebrate his birthday, the others will totally tease him all the time with the fact that he has now like 15 while all of them are still at 14. This nightmare will last until Beverly finally celebrates her own birthday in february. One entire month of torture for Bill Denbrough.

Bev is the only girl of the group and I'm sure that sometimes she's just so done with the bullshit of the other losers. She always reminds them that "boys are trash, but no offense guys." So it was obvious for them to make her a cake ridiculously girly with that beautiful sentence on it. (The cake is way better than Bill's cause they eventually did practice for it to be perfect. 'Bev deserves a perfect cake' they all said. It took them at least three tries before to manage to make it look good).

This one is obviously Richie's. They did it the year when Richie officially came out to them. They wanted to make a trash cake at first (Eddies and Bills idea) but Stan thought that making a gay joke was funnier. Mike agreed saying that it would show that they truthfully support their gay favorite trashmouth <3. (Eddie still used colors that didn't match together cause he wouldn't let go the trash idea).

(I don't know who are the people on the pictures, but let's just pretend that there are the guys of the new kids on the block). So this one is Ben's. It's Bev that came up with the idea and all of the others followed her cause they like to make fun of Ben for his, as Richie says, bad tastes in music. Ben still was happy when he saw his cake (and he ignored the comments of his friends) cause he thought that his cake was matching with Bev's.

This is Stan's cake. Who is surprised ? Not me. It was a collective message of all the group and Stanley flipped them off when he read what they had written (even if he found it funny, which he will never tell out loud). He also tried to say that he didn't need to go to therapy that bad but they're all traumatized, Stan fooled no one. (Bill promised him that they'll make him a bird's one for the next year so Stan was happy).

Mike is a sweetheart and they all know that. So they HAD to make him a cool cake. They know that Mike LOVES the animals at his farm so they wanted to make him a cute cow. They eventually manage to not completely fucked it up and Mike, very happy with his cake, give it a name. So when Bev tried to cut the cake for eating it, Mike took it away from her because "YOU CAN'T EAT JOHNNY, HE'S MY CHILD."

Eddie is the youngest, born in september. And oh god you don't know how long it seemed for Richie who was waiting for this moment all the year. Since the first time making a cake for Bill, he already knew what he wanted to do for Eddie's when it'll be his turn. The losers all made the cake and it was pretty nice. They left it one moment without supervision and it took only one minute to Rich to fuck it up. He was very proud when the others came back with Eddie and saw the note. Richie died this day.

#richie tozier #stan uris #bill denbrough #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #eddie kaspbrak #it 2017 #losers club #it fandom

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princess-glassred · 7 months ago

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I was listening to Mean Girls the musical last night and I got the idea for a whole semi-cannon compliant Mean Girls IT AU so here's like every single idea had for the au last night

-Alright so obviously the Bowers gang are the titular plastics, but I have decided Richie is our Cady Heron cause I think he is the loser who could have most feasibly ended up in the bowers gang had things gone bad enough for him.

-He's lived in Los Angeles his entire life and was homeschooled growing up too, so going to a shitty small town high school obviously is something he's unfamiliar with. Much like Cady his background has informed his view on social cliques and talking to people, although unlike Cady's who's back ground makes her think of things in an athropological way, Richie's childhood of playing video games, watching movies, and growing up around showbiz types makes him see everything through the lens of the media he consumes. To him, the Bowers gang are not animals, but the big bosses at the end of a video game or every stock villain character he's ever seen in a bad family movie.

-Similarly, Eddie is our Janis (but we're going for semi cannon compliant here, so he is sadly not goth 😔)

-Eddie hates Henry a lot for essentially ruining his life when they were in middle school, they were never friends but they used to ignore each other. Until Henry noticed how close Eddie was with Bill and thought it was important for everyone to know that he was a total fag before they went on a class field trip to a waterpark. There were going to be BOYS in their BATHING SUITS. Everyone had the right to know if Eddie was going to creep on them. His mom ended up forcing him to stay home anyways (which only made the rumor worse), and after Eddie started getting bullied for it Sonia pulled him out of school until high school. When he came back he had his stupid inhaler and all his allergies and he was even weirder than before so obviously he was a total freak to everyone now. Eddie has had a bone to pick with Henry ever since.

-Every other member of the losers club kind of alternates the damian role and have various damien esque traits, Bill gives Eddie rides, Stan's pretty sassy, Bev is concerned with the event planning committee, Ben is made fun of by Henry's gang a lot, and Mike offers like the only sensible advise anyone gets in this entire au.

-Richie is quickly scouted out by the Bowers gang just like Regina scouts Cady, but unlike Cady who is scouted for her beauty, the bowers gang sees Richie's potential as a bully. They're not too concerned with image (i mean look at how they dress) but they see him calling people weird nicknames, intentionally pissing people off, getting under Eddie Kaspbrak's skin and they want him in. They even take a liking to his shitty impressions, in the same way they laugh at Belch's weird habit of belching on people. They just think he seems funny so they wanna invite him to have lunch with them every day for the rest of the week.

-The plastic equivalents are Henry as Regina, Belch as Karen, and Vic as Gretchen. Patricks not really part of the clique but he is here, we will get to him in a bit.

-Belch: So if you're from hollywood, why are you ugly? Vic: omg, Belch you can't just ask people why they're ugly Belch: Well shouldn't he have had like a plastic surgeon out the womb or something???

-The "on wednesdays we wear pink" line stays the same due to Henry's pink leather jacke he wears in the book. Vic's got pink camo pants and Belch has a pink def leopard shirt.

-Richie is very resistant to sitting with the Bowers gang, he can tell they're bad news and awful people but Eddie eggs him on about it. He says he's just a little curious to know what they do all the time, but secretly he's hoping for some kind of big thing to happen that blows the group apart.

-Bev gets judged for hanging out in the boys bathroom like how Damian gets judged for hanging out in the girls bathroom

-Richie: Does anyone have anything in pink I can borrow? Bev: eugh, no. Eddie: I do.

-Richie gets a big gay crush on Connor Bowers, although he doesn't realize he's Henry's cousin until Vic asks if there's anyone at school he likes. Richie very calmly admits he likes a guy since he grew up in a big city full of gays but Vic hushes him about it since they're "friends" and doesn't want him to embarass himself. The fact the guy is Henry's cousin only makes Vic more insistant he keep it quiet, not just because it's taboo to be gay in places like Derry, but because "family members are off limits to friends".

-Connor doesn't seem interested in Richie at all, unless it's platonic Connor isn't interested. Part of it is his own choice, but another part of it is that he genuinely respects and values Henry's opinion. Sure, Henry isn't a saint or anything, but he's his big cousin and if he doesn't want him dating anyone for his own good than he'll listen.

-Still though, Richie will do just about anything for Connor's attention. Despite being a straight A student and generally very good at video games, he flubs both of these things on purpose in hopes Connor will try to teach him. Connor's hardly good at math, and he's definitely worse at street fighter than Richie, but it's worth it to act like he isn't. What's a few bad grades if it means he gets to spend a few minutes staring into Connors eyes or feel his hand wrap against the joystick at the same time as his?

-At Henry's house his dad offers them alcoholic drinks despite still being minors, and his justification is he'd rather kids drink in his house than at other peoples. Henry is kind of embarrassed by this and just tells his dad to go do something "parenty" and leave them alone for a minute.

-The burn book in this is a leather book that's much more understated looking thsn the actual mean girls burn book. Inside of it are most of the kids at school and some of the losers. Eddie is in there with the words "Sissy queer" scribbled all over the page. Henry notes that they haven't thought of anything good for Bill yet and Richie blurts out a quip Eddie made about Bill sounding like Elmer Fudd when he stutters. Richie instantly feels ashamed about repeating it and wonders if that was just one of those things Eddie was allowed to say but no one else, but it's too late and Henry wants him to write it down anyways.

-For halloween all the bowers gang members go as slasher villains and then Richie just goes as a ventriloquest dummy as a joke. All of the BG are confused as to why he's dressed so ridiculous and poor clueless Richie is just like "???? It's halloween???"

-At the party, Henry tells Connor that Richie has a huge crush on him and while Connor thinks it's "kind of cute" Henry immediately tells him off and tells him to shut it down NOW. This sends Richie into a jealous RAGE that gets him ready to commit to the Henry Bowers revenge scheme the rest of the losers are forming.

-Richie's mom has these kalteen bars that she's been using to gain back some weight after losing so much it's unhealthy, so Richie and the rest of the losers use this to mess with Henry. He tells him that he's "sooo scrawny, and weak, all i'm eating are these foreign protein bars that build muscle" and Henry demands he brings him a whole box.

-Also as part of their revenge they dye his hair white, just like book/90's Henry. Vic tries to make him feel better about the weight gain and the white hair by telling him it doesn't look all that bad, but henry just yells "Are you fucking kidding me Vic?! I look like i'm 65!".

-They also find out from making Vic completely crack and spill all of Henry's secrets that Henry cheats on his girlfriend Greta all the time with his friend Patrick Hockstetter. They hook up in the mascot costume in the gym storage closet on top of the sawdust bags, it's really weird. This is an especially rich development considering what he said about Eddie all those years ago proved to just be projection, same for his insistence connor stay single.

-Richie and the losers proceed to use this to their advantage in the most fucked up way possible, by essentially outing Henry to his cousin so Connor will feel betrayed and less likely to listen to him. After all, if Connor feels disillusioned with Henry once he finds out he's not only a big ol cheater but also just projecting, he might consider rebelling and going after Richie.

-Richie is definitely turning into Henry's mini me the longer time goes on, at first it was just talking about Henry all the time, even when Eddie wanted him to shut the fuck up, but things just continued to get worse and worse. Soon he started making fun of Henry behind his back for being fat, being an idiot, being poor, ect. Obviously Henry's said worse things, but Richie says all this mean shit about him while still pretending to he his friend, and he doesn't seem to care if making fun of Henry's weight or financial status hurts Ben or Bev in anyway.

-He can also feel himself becoming more image obsessed, the Bowers gang aren't too concerned with clothes or looks (aside from their lunchtable rules and just general beauty standard stuff) but Richie feels like he has to get more attractive just to make Henry feel worse about his hair and weight. He has to lose his glasses, and comb his hair, and wear cool punk clothes. Who cares if he looks totally unlike himself, Henry's insecure and everybody LOVES Richie, that's all that really matters.

The other losers seem to recognize his ever growing vanity, but Richie makes a lot for excuses for it. He pretends like it's just part of the bit but that completely ignores the fact he is actually kind of liking being hot and the center of attention.

-The sweatpants scene is really sad. Henry is stuffing his face, partly because he's hungry from a diet of nothing but candy bars but also because he's emotionally eating to cope with being outed and all his other problems. Vic and Belch coldly inform him that he's wearing sweatpants on a monday and he needs to go sit somewhere else. Henry all but begs for his friends to let it slide, but when Belch and Vic ask what the big deal is Henry has to shamefully admit he's too fat for any of his jeans anymore. They still don't give a shit though, and what's worse is Richie sits there and says nothing while Henry's life falls apart.

-Right after this Richie becomes aware od his state as the new leader of the Bowers gang when Vic and Belch start asking him advise on who they should pick on next

-The party scene is a total nightmare as to be expected. Maggie and Wentworth are going to be PISSED when they find out their son threw a rager. Part of this is Vic's fault for inviting everyone they knew though.

-Richie gets blasted drunk, vomits all over Connors shoes, chases him outside, then falls to the ground, when he gets back up Eddie and Bill are there and Eddie is furious.

-Bill is in the background riding Silver around in circles pretty aimlessly, every once in a while he'll tell Eddie that he needs to be home in like two minutes and if he doesn't give Eddie a ride home Sonia will probably murder him.

-Eds and Rich have a really disasterous fight.

-"oh my god Eddie, you know i couldn't invite you. I had to still pretend like I was part of the gang." "Buddy it's not pretend! You are part of the gang! You think you're so cool and powerful when really you're just an idiot who talks too much!" "You're the one who made me like this so you could use me for your middle school revenge fantasy!" "Oh my god- you know at least me and Henry Bowers KNOW we're mean. You try to act so fucking innocent like "Oohhh i'm just a widdle nerd, look at my buck teeth and silly voices. Watch me use my sense of humor to never take accountability for the stupid shit I say!"" "You know what Eddie? I'm not your fucking boyfriend, it's not my fault you're in love with me!".

-That was enough to make Bill stop moving his bike right in the middle of the street and just stare at Richie like :0

-Eddie is utterly incesned by this. He is enraged. The betrayal. The audacity. The drama.

-"God, that is just the thing with all of you Bowers goons, you think everyone is in love with you when actually everyone hates you. Like Connor Bowers for example, you drove a wedge between him and his cousin and guess what? HE STILL DOESN'T WANT YOU RICHIE. So why are you still messing with Henry, Richie? I'll tell you why, because you're an asshole! You're a fucking bully!"

-This is a rather pivotal moment for Richie, as it's clear Eddie (and all the other losers mind you) are deeply hurt by how far he's taken this, and it makes him seriously reconsider it all.

-Greta finally informs Henry that those Kalteen bars make you gain weight, but she does it in probably the worst way possible

-"Why are you eating a kalteen bar?" "Because i'm hungry Greta, what the fuck do you think?" "Man I hate those things, my mom's making me eat those to go up a cupsize." "... what?" "My dad sells them at the pharmacy, they're usually for underweight people who wanna gain a lot of weight quickly. My mom thinks it'll make me curvier." "..." "Are you okay, Henry?" "..."

-cue girly over the top scream

-Henry goes home and proceeds to write himself into the burn book with the words "Faggy cow" scribbled around a cut out picture of him with Richie.

-He makes copies of the pages and spreads them all around. Then heads right to the principles office and starts fake sobbing about being called the f slur.

-Ofc everyone goes nuts, Eddie's mad he's being called gay again, Bill's mad the burn book makes fun of his stutter, and everyone is 100% certain this is Richie, Belch, and Vic's fault.

-the whole assembly goes about the same as a movie, Henry says they don't have a clique problem, Vic says he's sorry everyone's so jealous of him for being smarter than everyone else, Henry says something homophobic about Eddie so he admits to all the horrible things he and Richie did to him. And you know... Henry gets hit by a bus. As per usual.

-The whole third act of the movie basically the same with just a few things changed, Richie and Eddie BOTH apologize for what they've said, Connor and Richie decide there's too much toxcicity there for them to date but they decide to be friends anyways, and Henry gets some therapy. Hooraaaaaay.

I now must leave you all with this image which I think is just perfect for this au given the emphasis on lunch tables:

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multi-fandom-hyperchondriac · 1 year ago

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Being new to the IT fandom is kinda nice and funny but like the fanfics I've read, this is literally what I have to say about like the stuff, it's all good I promise. I will probably update this as I read more but this is a good place to start 😂

Things I adore or want more of in mainly reddie fanfics/oneshots. (This is mainly adult reddie/losers)

Eddie or Richie being taken by pennywise instead of Bev, I love that shit and I need more of it.

Stan, fucking Stan okay, anytime he is alive I live for the witty comments, the suffered eye rolls he makes, poor guy cannot get a break.

Bill writing about what they experienced and making the characters the losers obviously like I love all the creative names people give the book in some of those ones.

Patty and Richie friendship, I just... It's so good, I've read a few and like I need more, also Stan jokingly regretting having them meet is an added bonus.

The losers group chat and Mike sending so many pictures of where he is travelling to next, it's very wholesome.

Eddie still having his risk job or getting a medical license but becomes a slight internet troll on twitter and everyone loves him for it, and yes the losers can practically feel the heart eyes Richie is making.

While Reddie obliviously pine for each other fucking Bill and Mike end up sorting shit out with each other quicker than them, it's hilarious, it's beautiful.

Bev and Eddie making a support group for their divorces, it's really sweet and I love it.

Time loop fics or time travel fics, gimme more of that shit I'm kinda addicted okay.

Ben being a sweetheart, nothing else, I needed to show my love for pure sweet Ben.

Beverley just being proud of her boys, they are her losers and she loves them.

Richie talking about Eddie in his comedy shows and Eddie surprising him by being in the audience.

The turtle.... No I will not elaborate, I think we all know what I mean.

I want more reversal, like happy ending but Richie was the one stabbed through the chest, I just like reading Eddie's internal monologue.

GIVE ME MORE OF EDDIE BEING THE NAVIGATOR OF THE GROUP PLEASE!

#reddie #eddie kaspbrak #it chapter 2 #it chapter one #richie tozier #stan uris #ben hanscom #bill denbrough #beverly marsh #mike hanlon

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p1zzaparty · 4 months ago

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Dennis the menace vs Bart Simpson…u get it dude

THANK YOU KAT HHAGFKJG i had no other way to properly express it..

Obviously there's more personal things i enjoy with them in the 80s compared to the 50's, i effin love the 80's!!!! As a concept!!! Not the getting called a fag for breathing bits!!!

However i get peoples preferences for the losers taking place in the 50's vs the 80's. I have big feelings about the modern remakes and what they did right and how MUCH they did wrong. But i loved it personally, the losers to me always felt perfect as 80's nerds who were outcasted before nerd culture would become beloved. The peak of science fiction, pop culture, riding off the coat tails of Disco and Jazz as New Wave begins to take more of a hold. The Talking Heads, The Go Go's, The Police, MEN AT WORK. Granted this is also a good argument for them being adults at this time period, i just prefer them being kids and growing up with peak geek. It would become almost a sore spot for most of them, seeing how accepted nerdy shit is now. Imagine getting bullied for being a Star Wars fan just to see people praised for their sexy jabba the hutt cosplays now. AND BEFORE ANYONE CORRECTS ME the same thing can be said about the 50s and the rise of comic books and more dorky culture. Stan in his little boy scout uniform?? So cute and so essential in establishing his raw dorkness. But i still lean towards them in the 80's and their own individual nerd fandoms. I've actually got a project ive been working on with them in their little nerd fandoms 😭 Richie obviously was a Star wars kid Eddie was heavily into Star Trek and thinks Star wars is a cheap light show trying to copy the popular show at the time Bill is into dnd but after Georgies death his love for it begins to taper off, he does host a campaign every now and then when the inspiration strikes Stan has started to enjoy Thundercats as it premiers the winter before that awful summer And the group makes obvious Heman references all the time and have arguments over which Marvel character each person in the group would be (Which again could apply to the nerd group of 50s losers) I am in full agreeance that they botched the losers badly in the modern remakes; Ben?? Mike?? Bev?? Its not even funny how badly they were written. I could write a badly written novel about how much they fucked up Mike and Ben. But i still have such a soft spot for the modern remake. They feel more like jerk losers in the 80's, like kids who are bullied and because of that bullying have built a sort of defense mechanism to be pricks back. I would love to have seen more of the micro details King writes for his characters in the modern remakes, but i understand how difficult that is to express it in the movies. Though, personally, i'd watch a 5 hour long movie of The Losers just doing stupid shit to build their character

also im so sorry Kat you got me going and i had to write 30 paragraphs but THANK YOU 😭

#its also heavily because i love with how they wrote Richie and Eddie in the modern adaptions #Genuinely Eddie is my absolute favorite character in media #ive rewritten this response like 20 times because i kept going off about how much i loved him becoming a jackass prick #they dropped the ball hard on everyone else but Richie and Eddie #my beloveds #Im also just one of those annoying mfs who enjoy the 80s setting #WISH they did more with it??#oh wow yeah cool new kids on the block and molly ringwald can we do more than that orrr #incorporate the 80s setting into your characters PLEASEE #i will die on the hill that they are more loveable as annoying kids of the 80s #the rise of crude tv kids #and by die on that hill i mean i love seeing everyones opinions and interpretations :]#<< me trying not to get jumped #it #it stephen king #it 2019 #it 2017 #it chapter 2 #ask box

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beep-beep-sunny · 2 years ago

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New fic just dropped!! I'm really proud of this one. If you read it, please tell me what you think!! I have a three part series planned, but it helps to think people might actually want a continuation.

(just an excerpt, the rest is only on AO3)

The Process of Forgetting

The Promise

"S-Swear it!" Stuttered a boy in a dingy flannel shirt. The other six children sitting around him looked and listened as if anything he said could be the most important thing any of them would ever hear. He held a shining shard of broken glass over his head as he stood. "Sw-swear that i-if it ever comes back, we'll come back too."

One by one, each child stood up with him. They watched, as he slowly and deeply cut across his palm with the glass, whimpering, but never stopping.

One by one he approaches the children and cuts their hands. First, a boy with wild black hair and coke bottle glasses. He cried out and shook his hand, trying to will away the pain, but snapped to attention when the next boy's hand was taken. The boy next to him was the smallest of any of the other kids in the group, and he had a broken arm. He couldn't look as his hand was slashed, but the bespectacled boy stroked his arm to comfort him, trying to ignore the pain in his own hand.

Each of the other children let him deeply open their hands without a single objection. The power that the boy held was palpable. He could suck all of the air out of the space while all of the attention snapped to him and his mission statement.

The ring of children stood, hands interlocked, as though they were a circuit or a delicately woven ring of flowers. They were covered head to toe in dirt, blood dripping all over them from the cuts on their hands, their eyes shining with adrenaline and determination. They had seen something no child should ever have to see. They did things no child should be expected to do. Their grips tightened, all together like one single breathing organism.

It went without saying. They swore. They made a blood oath to each other. To that stuttering boy they all adored. To themselves. They would be back. If It ever returned they'd be ready.

Bev: The First Gone

Beverly Marsh had experienced so much in her life. More than any young girl should ever have to. She palled around with a group of six boys that she adored, but that could never understand what she was going through, not really. There was one trauma they all shared and she was grateful she could talk to them about that, but she was hiding something from them.

The boys had their suspicions. They all loved Beverly and wanted her to be happy and healthy, and she was good at pretending, for a while. She couldn't keep up the "cool girl that doesn't need help from anyone" act for forever though. She was drowning. Every forced laugh was a fight to keep her head above water. She was beginning to sink. Better to sink than to float, she'd tell herself with a bitter laugh.

They'd noticed things, at first they were simple questions, simple observations.

One day Ben said to her, "Geez, how'd you get that bruise? It looks like it really hurts." She brushed it off as a fall from her bike.

Eddie would lecture her on proper bike safety with his silly little Sesame Street full safety pad set. He didn't even wear them once his mom stopped watching. The second Richie teased them he'd be tripping over himself to get them off. He insisted on bandaging her cuts and bruises. Once he gave them a strange look and then his eyes locked with Bev's. She held her breath because she thought this is it. But no, Eddie just patched her up without another word. It was funny because she thought if anyone would understand, it would be Eddie. His evil mom made his life hell. Though, sometimes Eddie would defend her. Say she wasn't that bad. She does these things because she loves him. I do these things because I love you Bevvy.

Richie would make tasteless jokes because of course, he was Richie. "Why does your dad care so much about what the fuck you do? Is he in love with you or something? Eddie's mom is in love with me, you know? Did'ya know that?" Then he'd snort-laugh and make kissy noises at Eddie, who sat next to him in the hammock of their secret clubhouse. All of them moved in slow motion while Bev's blood ran cold and her stomach turned. She knew that wasn't what Richie meant, yet she still felt in that moment like they could see through her skin down to her deepest darkest secrets.

She knew that if she was bent any further she'd break. Eventually there would be a joke she couldn't laugh off or a bruise she couldn't lie her way out of and the older she got, the angrier she got. Angry at herself for protecting her father, angry at her father for looking at her like no father should ever look at their daughter, for robbing her of a childhood. What the clown left for her, her father gleefully stole away. Mad at her friends for not figuring it out even when she thought it was obvious. Sometimes she'd wonder if they did know, but just thought it wasn't that big of a deal. That she was being dramatic. Mad at herself again for ever thinking something like that about her best friends, the closest thing she had to a real family.

One day, enough truly was enough. Beverly was 15-years-old and she decided she couldn't live another day as "daddy's little girl". She was going to fight and claw and bite even if it killed her, and she knew it might. She knew that her father didn't have any problem hurting her when he didn't get his way. If she had anything to say about it, her father would never have his way again.

When she was admitted to the hospital, her horrible secret was out. Her father was taken away, her aunt was called to take her in, and her boys? Well, her boys looked at her with an emotion they'd never looked at her with before, and it was one she hated on each of their faces. Pity. Like they didn't know how to act around her anymore, like she was some broken toy, and it was the worst feeling she'd ever experienced, seeing them look at her like that. And Beverly Marsh had a lifetime of shitty experiences to pull from.

Nothing was ever the same again. Beverly had a few weeks left in Derry, her aunt was staying with her long enough for them to get everything together for the move, and she knew she'd miss every last one of those boys fiercely. The grief of losing them felt like it would be enough to stop her heart, but she didn't get the goodbye she would have wanted. She wanted normalcy, but those last weeks were anything but.

Richie, her fellow goof-off smoke buddy couldn't even look her in the eye. All of them seemed afraid to touch her. Like she was made of glass. Like they were afraid now that it would somehow remind her of all the ways she never wanted to be touched, but it wasn't like that. Bev was comforted by the touch of her friends. This was a time when she needed that comfort the most.

Ben talked to her the most normally out of anyone. Though, he couldn't shake the sadness in his voice. "I'm - We're all gonna miss you like crazy." He said to her one night in the clubhouse.

A smile crept onto her face, "Oh come on, you know I'm gonna write. And call of course for the illiterate." She gets in close to whisper. "Richie."

"Really, Bev. If Richie's illiterate, what are we? He has better grades than any of us." Ben was obviously a little annoyed by this fact.

"Pretty impressive, seeing as how he's illiterate." She retorted with a wicked grin.

They both laugh together, their heads close, and it's the most normal she's felt since the day it all fell apart. The good warm feeling was stolen away when Ben seemed to notice how close they were and awkwardly moved away.

"Sorry." He said.

She released a long sigh. "It's fine. Really. I'm still the same Beverly that I always was."

Ben smiled a sad smile that told Bev all she needed to know. "Promise you'll write me?"

"Of course! I know how much you like all that old fashioned cheesy shit. You'll probably write me with a quill pen and send it via carrier pigeon."

His smile at that was genuine, if a bit shy. "Maybe I will."

"I hope you do!" She changed it, throwing herself forward and pulling him into a hug. "I'm gonna miss you too."

On the day that she moved, all of her boys came to see her off. There wasn't a dry eye between them, even Stan, who she'd never seen cry before. It might not have looked like he was crying to the untrained eye, but she could tell. They all hugged in a giant group hug that mimicked their positions in the blood soaked promise. This was a promise of sorts too. A promise that, even though they'll be apart, they're still the Losers Club.

"The Losers Club will rise again!" She shouted into the air. Sealing the promise to the universe. The boys erupted into a sea of cheers. "No one can keep me away from you boys for long. You're my family." Ben went awkward and red at that comment, and she planted a kiss on his cheek. The rest of them were a chorus of ooooos and she shook her head fondly.

She waved at them all with big exaggerated movements, her head hanging out the window.

"You better fucking call, Marsh, or I'll single handedly find you and kick your ass!" Richie shouted, then Eddie punched him in the arm. The two boys were standing a little closer than anyone else, as usual.

Bev beamed. "You couldn't keep me away if you tried, Tozier!" She kept her head out the window, hair blowing in the wind, until her boys were specs on the horizon.

Bev: The Forgetting

It started with small things. One day, her aunt would ask her to tell her stories about where she grew up, her friends, her school, and she would answer eagerly. Any chance to relive her best memories with her best boys, but very quickly things changed. Too quickly even, like a fog rolled in overnight. It wasn't long at all. The first week back, drafting a handful of letters, she started to forget their names. Just faces playing over and over again in her mind. She'd read the letters she started writing, and had no idea what she was talking about. It was like she was writing a story. She had no connection to the memories the letters described, and the letters had no addresses. Not even names, just titles, like Trashmouth and New Kid. It was weird. She'd never been much of a writer. At least, she thought she'd never been much of a writer.

She started at her new highschool and found that she blossomed. They would ask even simple questions like "Where did you grow up?" Or "Tell me about your family." She never had good answers. If people asked about her family she mentioned her aunt.

Her aunt was worried about her. Beverly would ask her things like, "What was the name of the town I grew up in?" or "What happened to my dad?" and she would just scrunch up her face and look at her with those pitying eyes that Bev hated. She couldn't stand to be pitied.

Her aunt put her in therapy a month after she moved in with her, and her therapist told her that she suffered from severe repressed memories and night terrors because of the awful trauma she experienced. The trauma she had no memory of and no one would really talk to her about. She supposed that filled in the blanks. The empty parts of Bev. Spacey Beverly Marsh. She repressed her past because of some fucking traumatic memories she couldn't even remember, so she could just deal with them.

Eventually she stopped worrying about the lost memories. She was making plenty of great new memories with her aunt and her amazing friends, but Bev couldn't help but feel like she was missing a big chunk of her heart. A space she just couldn't seem to fill no matter what she tried putting there. She still woke up screaming every once in a while. Not nearly as frequently as when she first arrived. Her therapist told her she was healing.

She was told that someday she may even get back her lost memories, but she couldn't help but sit up in her bed when she woke up from her terrifyingly real nightmares and think, are any of these things in my dreams actually memories? Her therapist told her that the clown monster that haunted her nightmares was probably some kind of metaphor for something, but the blurry faces of smiling little boys stuck with her. She always felt like she wanted to be smiling with them too.

Beverly was known to take on life like a bull by the horns. Fiery and passionate. This passion was noticed by a man named Tom Rogan. He was drawn to it like he was a moth and her red hair was a flame that he danced around. They both had an interest in design. Beverly had a talent and drive that was otherworldly. He had to have her. So he took her. All of her.

They started a clothing line together and were married.

Beverly felt strangely at home with him. Especially when he was cruel. She didn't like it. She hated it when he got like that, but it was familiar. She always told herself that it wasn't so bad. That he loved her, he just got mad sometimes. Something about him connected her to her past and she couldn't seem to let that go.

Her best friend, Kay, didn't agree. She saw Tom like a boiling pot. No matter how much it was watched, if it was left to boil, it would overflow. She was terrified of what might happen.

#tw child abuse mention #losers club #it stephen king #it 2017 #it by stephen king #fanfiction #long post #sunnywrites #the process of forgetting #ao3

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antisociallilbrat · 2 years ago

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It's Mike time baby, he needs some love

-Mike and Bill take scenic drives all the time. In the book Mike's dad would send him to different places around Derry to find or see cool or interesting things and because of that Mike found a lot of great views and he and Bill would take his truck to those spots and just read or talk or cuddle together. Mike is a very astute observer of his friends and so whenever he notices that something's bothering Bill, he whisks him away to these beautiful spots he finds.

-Bev loves to take Mike on days out. She calls them "Adventures". She loves finding new restaurants or coffee shops they've never been to or seeing indie movies she's never heard of at local theaters. Even in a clown-less universe, Mike still spent a lot of his formative years working on the farm instead of having fun so she's trying to make up for that now for him.

-Mike and Eddie take random classes all the time. They love picking up new skills. It started when Eddie got everyone CPR certified and they saw an ad for a cooking class on the way out and they're the only ones interested. Then follows knitting and gardening and dance and so on.

-Mike and Richie both took a gap year before heading to college. They didn't feel ready and so instead they went on a cross-country road trip together. Mike had seen so little in his life and he was so excited. Richie took enough polaroids to fill two albums and was in charge of the music. Mike picked all the stops and was adamant they see every dumb local attraction they could.

-Stan gets Mike incredibly invested in birdwatching as a hobby. At first Stan thought he kept offering to go with him because he's kind, but Mike eventually started getting his own gear and his own bird book, he packed them lunches, and then he found them a local group of birdwatchers for them to join. They stand out a bit as 20-somethings in a group made up of seniors, but that doesn't bother them. Stan still insists they go with just each other about half of the time though.

-One year for Mike's birthday, Ben built him a chicken coop in their backyard. He knew that Mike was happy to be in the city with his friends, but that he was definitely a bit homesick for the farm. Ben helped him hatch some chicks and raise them. They both cried tears of joy when their first chick hatched. Each of the Losers got to name one. The Loser's cook only with Mike's eggs from that day forward.

Rose everytime you grace my inbox it's absolute blessing- and to bring some love for Mike while you're at it <33 aaaaa okay okay

-Mike is so the guy to take long rides to clear his head and I'm happy to think about him including Bill on them. Sometimes they talk, sometimes they listen to music, and other times they just drive in silence with the windows rolled down and breathing in all that open space

-I read this point and the first thing that popped into my head was that 'treat yourself' meme and yes these two do that. They treat themselves to new restaurants and experiences but i can also see them being thrift shop buddies? They've definitely done the bit where you go to like goodwill and pick out silly outfits for the person you're with. They have a good time with it

-Eddie and Mike taking random classes is top tier. Yes they both know how to make pottery, knit, scrapbook and they've taken at least one intro class of a foreign language. It's just fun and sometimes they'll flip a coin to see what's the next class they're going ot.

-Speaking of scrapbooking that came in real handy with this one. Mike and Richie taking a cross country road trip aaaa. I can see Mike sitting in the passenger seat with a map and circling every little tourist trap he wants to go to and him and Richie both being genuinely excited over the littlest things, it's such a sweet image <3

-Stan and Mike birdwatching :( Mike loves animals so of course he'd actually get excited about this and the boy already loves to learn so he eat ups every fact Stan gives him about birds. And honestly these are the two losers that would hang out with a group of seniors- it's very on brand for them. Stan already dresses like an old man and all the old ladies love Mike bc he's so charming. Stan may or may not be jealous.

-Something about how Mike and Ben are already kinda seen as the 'mother hens' of the losers and then them raising actual chickens...and yes Mike has all the kisses for Ben when he sees that chicken coop and the chicks they hatch might as well be their actual children let's be honest

#aaaaa always a pleasure rose!#excited to see what you'll drop in my inbox next #thanks for the ask rose!#sam answers asks #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #bill denbrough #stanley uris #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrack #poly losers club #it 2017 #it 2019 #hanbrough #hanzier #hanslon #mikverly

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do you have any hcs for brill and marcia?? like how does he react with her sticking up for cherry? does he find out about marcia’s secret little crush on two-bit even though she’s with trip? what are his thoughts? i never see anything about marcia and the soc boys lol

guys don’t hunt me down and water board me but i 🧍 i fuck w marcia and trip as a couple 🧍 DON’T GET ME WRONG I LOVE MARBIT BUT I FUCK WITH TRIP AND MARCIA

okay so i think brill definitely understands why marcia jumped to cherry’s defence, given that they are literally best friends and marcia evidently is one of the most loyal people to ever exist

that being said, brill is like the number 1 victim of peer pressure

he definitely understands her perspective, but he doesn’t know what to do with the feelings he’s had since witnessing bob’s death, so he’s allowing beverly to guide him while also viewing paul as the new leader of their group

i haven’t put a lot of thought into their dynamic yet but most of how i view them consists of brill and marcia both being the one to scold chet when he does something dumb 😭

like i said in my brill hcs, he gets invited to girls night bc he’d literally start frothing at the mouth if he had to be away from bev for too long, so they do spend a considerable amount of time together!!

i think marcia’s obviously on the quieter side (unless she’s drunk or has heard the most mouthwatering gossip you’ve ever known) while brill seems to be a very positive guy (aka barton smiles a lot) so i think their dynamic would be super interesting!! they would balance eachother out super well which is why he can understand her loyalty to cherry

hypothetically if marcia was to have a crush on two-bit that brill found out about,,

he’s giving her such disgusted side eyes bc “you literally have a boyfriend but also HIM??? raise your standards but also don’t because you have a boyfriend”

#the outsiders #the outsiders headcanons #the outsiders broadway #clark brillstein my little blorbo #clark brillstein #the outsiders brill #the outsiders marcia

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This is my Losers Club playlist and my headcannons for each song

•Smells Like Teen Spirit, Nirvana- The Losers have this on their hideout mixtape, Richie knows every word.

•Washing Machine Heart, Mitski- Eddie listens to this on his own and thinks of Richie. Ben thinks about Bev when he hears it.

•Eddie My Love, The Chordettes- Richie listens to it and thinks of Eddie.

•Freaks, Surf Curse- The Losers put this on their hideout mixtape.

•Wannabe, Spice Girls- Richie makes the Losers sing this at karaoke night, Eddie and Bill sit and watch while the rest of them try desperately to get them to join in. Eventually Bill joins and they all accept that Eddie will never get up there.

•Bust A Move, Young MC- The Losers’ quarry Mixtape, Richie made Bev add it.

•Pumped Up Kicks, Foster The People- The Losers think about the time they beat the shit out of the Bowers Gang during the rock war when they listen to this.

•Still Into You, Paramore- Bev listens to this and jams out in her room.

•Cherry Bomb, The Runaways- Bev showed Richie this song and they both jam so hard whenever it plays. They had to fight the rest of the Losers to get this on the hideout mixtape.

•Somebody’s Watching Me, Rockwell- Bill found this and immediately showed the rest of the Losers, they all loved it but it sort of creeped Eddie out.

•Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, Cyndi Lauper- Richie put this in the hideout mixtape without telling anyone and everyone loved it when it played the first time and now they all jam out when it plays.

•Everybody Wants To Rule The World, Tears For Fears- Bill loves this song so he made sure it got out on the quarry mixtape

•American Idiot, Green Day- Richie jams out so hard to this alone in his room.

•Mr. Brightside, The Killers- Ben listens to this alone in his room and thinks of Bev and Bill cause he’s a little jealous but won’t admit it.

•Good Old Fashion Lover Boy, Queen- Stan and Eddie listen to this together, they also put it on the quarry mixtape and the Losers all agree Richie is the Lover Boy of the group (for Eddie’s mom of course).

•Iris, The Goo Goo Dolls- Bill listens to this but will not tell anyone.

•Teenage Dirtbag, Wheatus- Richie showed this to the Losers and they all really get into it, they put it on both the quarry and hideout mixtapes.

•Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing, Set It Off- The Losers we’re listening to the radio together and heard this and though of IT.

•Don’t You (Forget About Me), Simple Minds- Ben listens to this and thinks about Bev.

•Should I Stay Or Should I Go, The Clash- The Losers have this on the quarry mixtape, no one remembers who put it on there but they all love it. They have a feeling it was Mike.

•Teenagers, My Chemical Romance- Richie showed this to the Losers and put it on the hideout mixtape.

•I’m Just A Kid, Simple Plan- Bill and Ben each listen to this on their own and when it showed up on the hideout mixtape they both got confused because neither of them put it on there. Turns out Stan heard it and thought it was good and added it.

•Where is My Mind, The Pixies- Eddie showed Richie and Richie told everyone about it.

•Best Day of My Life, American Authors- Mike listens to this and thinks about the day he became part of the Loser’s Club.

•Boy in the Bubble, Alec Benjamin- Eddie listens to this but absolutely will not tell anyone. He found it after a run in with Bowers and when he listens to it he thinks about how he will stand up to Bowers next time.

•Your New Boyfriend, Wilbur Soot- Ben listens to this and thinks about how Bev likes Bill.

•Kiwi, Harry Styles- Richie like to play this and tease Eddie that he’s having his moms baby.

•Crazy Train, Ozzy Osbourne- Richie plays this in the hideout.

•Basket Case, Green Day- Richie jams to this in the hideout and Mike secretly jams with him

•Cupid’s Chokehold / Breakfast in America, Gym Class Heroes- Richie also teases Eddie about his mom with this song.

•Heroes, David Bowie- The Losers have this on the quarry mixtape.

•Scotty Doesn’t Know, Lustra- Another song Richie sings about Eddie’s mom.

•Psycho Killer, The Talking Heads- The Loser’s listen to this as a hype song before they fight IT.

•My Sharona, The Knack- Bev put this on the hideout mixtape.

•Friday I’m In Love, The Cure- Eddie listens to this and thinks about Richie, Ben thinks about Bev when he hears it.

•It’s Still Rock and Roll to Me, Billy Joel- The Losers have this on the hideout mixtape, no one remembers when it was added.

•Gypsy, Fleetwood Mac- Bev and Ben added this to the quarry mixtape.

•Holding Out For A Hero, Bonnie Tyler- The Losers also have this as a hype song before the battle with IT.

•The Adults are Talking, The Strokes- Stan listens to this and shows Bill and they also listen to it when they’re at each others houses.

•Gloria, Laura Branigan- Ben put this on the hideout mixtape with no shame and the Losers all jam to it

•Come Sail Away, Styx- This showed up on the hideout mixtape and no one ever admitted they put it on there, Bill doesn’t like it at first because he thinks of Georgie but it grows on him.

•Eddie Baby, Flex Hagan & The Family- Richie listens to this and screams the lyrics.

•Mr. Jones, Counting Crows- Stan listens to this when he’s alone, he contemplated showing the losers but thought they wouldn’t like it.

•Six Different Ways, The Cure- Stan and Eddie love this song. They make sure it gets on the quarry playlist even if no one seems to like it.

•Cool Kids, Echosmith- Mike listened to this before he met the Losers, hoping to make some friends. After he joined the Loser’s Club he showed this to the group and they put it on the hideout mixtape

•Everybody Talks, Neon Trees- Richie listens to this song a lot since Stan showed it to him.

•Art Is Dead, Bo Burnham- Eddie made Richie listen to this and Richie is adamant that he doesn’t like it but he secretly listens to it all the time.

•Verbatim, Mother Mother- Richie listens to this and absolutely will not tell anyone.

•Radio Nowhere, Bruce Springsteen- Eddie is a huge Springsteen fan and makes sure this is on both the hideout and quarry mixtapes.

•Gives You Hell, The All-American Rejects- Richie listens to this and thinks of Bowers’s cousin but when he shows the Losers he tells them it’s for Bowers.

•Check Yes Juliet, We The Kings- Ben listens to this and thinks of Bev.

•Every Little Thing She Does is Magic, The Police- Bill thinks about Bev when he listens to this.

•Good Riddance, Green Day- The Losers listen to this together before they all part ways and leave Derry.

•Growin’ Up, Bruce Springsteen- Eddie being the Springsteen fan he is, showed the Losers this and told them how it reminds him of growing up with them and they all find that really amazing and put it on the quarry mixtape.

•I like Me Better, Lauv- Eddie listens to this and thinks about Richie.

•Wonderwall, Oasis- Richie likes to throw this on the hideout mix tape without telling anyone and when it plays the Losers get annoyed and take it off and Richie puts it back on every time to fuck with them.

•Stutter, Marianas Trench- Bill listens to this when he’s alone and one day Bev shows it to him and he acts like he’s never heard it before.

•Radio Gaga, Queen- Ben jams to this and put it on the quarry mixtape.

•Marry You, Bruno Mars- Richie plays this for Eddie and sings at the top of his lung while Eddie blushes hard.

•Burnin’ Up, The Jonas Brothers- Richie makes Mike Listen to this cause he thinks it’s funny to remind him of his parents but Mike absolutely hates it and does not find it funny.

•I’m Still Standing, Elton John- The Losers listen to this a lot after they beat IT the first time.

•Hooked On A Feeling, Blue Suede- The Losers jam to this at the quarry, they also love to do it at karaoke night.

•Never Gonna Give You Up, Rick Astley- Richie constantly Rick Rolls the Losers.

•Road To Nowhere, The Talking Heads- Bill rides Silver around Derry and listens to this, he shows it to Eddie and Stan and they all jam to it.

•I Think I’m Going To Kill Myself, Elton John- Stanley plays this to the Losers when he’s getting sick of their shit.

•99 Red Balloons, Nena- Another of the Losers’ hype songs

•The Story, Brandi Carlile- Eddie and Richies wedding song

He’s the link to the playlist if you want it :)

#It2017 #losers club #bill denbrough #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #beverly marsh #mike hanlon #stanley uris #ben hanscom #stenbrough #reddie #benverly #billverly #it 2019

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LANGUAGE GUIDE FOR LOVE ISLAND - ISLANDERS VOCABULARY (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1276992159-language-guide-for-love-island-islanders?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ArtAngel8&wp_originator=qKm00Ms6fXXWv9Jgo2Jc7umNAe%2FIP0BUkXp32uZypONFS9hDlG1jzf304GOMw0dneD%2BQlA3gqROjtQ24Ef82vFTubk8YVG5r5v0pPz%2Bo84177epuErHonXUFJvz6GoSI

I hope this DICTIONARY is HELPFUL! I've complied this dictionary from all 9 seasons of Love Island TV show (UK). I remember watching the first few seasons of UK TV series and like wtf on what the Islanders are saying! Then scouring the internet for the meaning. This basically prompted me to compile as comprehensive list as I could from so so many sources.

If there are any words to add, please don't hesitate to let me know! I am sure I will be adding more words when the 2023 UK summer season ends. Especially the sex lingo. Every summer it seems the Islanders try to come up with their own LINGO.

LANGUAGE GUIDE FOR LOVE ISLAND

The Islanders have a very specific language while on Love Island. The words and phrases used by the Islanders have specific meanings within the context of the show.

ISLANDERS VOCABULARY

AGGY. Contestants will use this word to refer to islanders that are angry, agitated, or aggravated. You could say, "She's so aggy today".

BANTER/BANTZ. The act of teasing or kidding, ‘Banter,’ is the existence of high-level rapport between two people. Banter is the hottest commodity in the villa on a show like Love Island, where fit birds and geezers are a dime a dozen. Some islanders pride themselves on their bants (jokes). This is especially popular when trying to graft on with someone.

While banter can be fun, witty chat, the islanders refer to it as the ‘playful and friendly exchange of teasing remarks.’ Islanders either have banter or they don't, and this can be the key difference between whether or not two contestants get flirty with each other and become romantically involved.

BELLEND. A derogatory word.

BELTER. Someone who is really gifted in the looks department.

BEVY/BEV. This new word has been introduced for the 2019 season. Used to describe a hot guy. If he's your boyfriend, he's your bevy, but if he's not your boyfriend, he's a bev.

BIRD. Girls are often called birds.

BISH. BOSH. BASH. Indicating the completion of a task with efficiency.

BODY POPPING: The art of dancing like Drake.

BOMBSHELL. A contestant who enters Love Island after the initial group.

BREADCRUMBING. This term is used when an Islander is talking about being lured by someone. Leading someone on, or playing mind games.

BRUV. Brother, for short, not referring to a blood relative but a friend. Typically used between male islanders.

BUDGIE-SMUGGLERS. Reference to a man's tight-fitting swimming bottoms or swimsuit.

BUNDA. Means a good bum

BUZZIN’. Happy or excited about something, extremely thrilled. (i.e., "We are completely cracking on and having a great time, and bruv, I’m honestly buzzin’. I’m proper buzzin'.")

CAPPING. Means lying. If an Islander says "no cap", that means they're not lying.

CASA AMOR. Definition (from Series 3 on): The second villa either the girls or the boys go to about halfway through every series. New people come to both villas, and it's all about whether you stay with your original person.

CHALLENGE. An official setup game the contestants play that almost never has any substantial consequences. Usually a challenge starts with them running to the little challenge area in slow motion.

CHEEKY. It means fun, brash and cute.

CHIRPSE. To flirt or chat someone up.

CHIVED. To be hacked off or peeved.

CONNECTION. A way of saying you like someone romantically in a deep and meaningful way.

COUPLE. The two-person team contestants are in. A couple shares a bed, competes in challenges as a unit, and can be up for elimination together. Love Island is won by a couple.

CRINGE. It is used to describe the peak awkwardness of a person or situation.

CWTSH. To have a cuddle

DAY DOT. Day one.

DEAD. A word used to add emphasis, such as, "That man is dead fit".

DEAD TING. The term islanders use to describe someone who isn’t attractive or good looking. Can also be used to describe something as boring or dull.

DEFFO. A shortening of the word ‘definitely’.

DICKSAND. Like quicksand, 'dicksand' is what you get caught in when you're totally obsessed with a guy and can't get him out of your head.

DMC. An abbreviation for Deep Meaningful Conversation, often necessary on Love Island whenever one feels insecure, in love, or has fallen into dicksand.

DOGHEAD. A derogatory word for an ugly person.

EXCLUSIVE. When two islanders go 'exclusive' it means that they're only dating each other but still don't have the girlfriend/boyfriend label. It's the stage before going official with each other.

EXTRA. When you take something too far and are overly dramatic about something, over-the-top. (i.e., "Why are you getting so extra about it?")

FANCY. To have a crush or be attracted to someone.

FIT. Good-looking, in ways beyond physical fitness, ‘hot’. (i.e., "That new islander is fit, bruv.")

FLAMES: Very hot.

FISHING. 'Fishing for compliments' when trying to win over your love interest.

FUCKBOY. A male who treats females like garbage. Used in a sentence: “Chris is NOT a fuckboy.”

FUMING. Super angry or really pissed off.

G. Means girlfriend.

GAFF. House (i.e., "My head's all over the gaff.")

GASSED. This means that your excited. According to Urban Dictionary, ‘gassed’ is when one is overwhelmed or cannot hold in the excitement any longer’.

GEEZER. A term of endearment used to refer to a male friend; can also be shortened as ‘geez’.

GIRL CODE. Although girl code is not exclusive to Love Island, it is a term which is regularly used by female contestants. It is used to describe a special female pact/code that should not be broken, even for an attractive man. Hoes before bros, as they say.

GRAFT/GRAFTING. Simply put, grafting means an islander is working hard at getting another islander to like them. If an islander is not putting in the work to find love in the villa, then they won't make it far on Love Island. Grafting, therefore, is essential to the show.

GROWER. In the Love Island villa, a grower refers to someone who can slowly become more confident and outgoing as the series goes on. But it can also refer to a love interest who "grows" on you.

GUTTED. When an islander is gutted, they are emotionally devastated, usually because the person they were seeing has cracked on with someone else.

HIDEAWAY. The room where the contestants are sometimes allowed to go, almost always as a couple, for the purpose of getting away from everyone else. There are still cameras in there. People can do lots of bits.

HUN. Now this one all depends on the tone of voice used when saying it. Although potentially an endearing term of friendship, it can also carry LOTS of sarcasm. After all, ‘I’m not your hun, hun’, went down as one of the best one-liners of the show in 2018 when Eyal hit back at Hayley.

ICK. Simply put, 'the ick' occurs when someone becomes creeped out by the person they're seeing, making it difficult to continue dating them.

INNIT. A word you must often say when you end your sentences, innit.

KNOBHEAD/KNOB. An insult like bellend or dickhead

LIKE. A word used to punctuate sentences. Used in a sentence: “Like, I really am into him, but, like, I’m just not sure if I’m, like, really into him. Like, we get on, but, like, do we really, like, get on? Know what I mean?”

LING. 2022 Social media users reckon it's another way of saying something's 'leng', which is to say, incredibly attractive. Used in a sentence: 'Wow, this villa is ling.'

LIPSING. A new one for 2022. Lipsing is a slang term for kissing. If an Islander says they want to lips someone, it means they want to kiss them.“Have you been lipsing him? Or was there any lipsing?” is a question you'll often hear being asked by the Islanders after dates and each morning.

LIT. A term used to describe when something is amazing.

LOYAL. Describes someone who stays true to their Love Island partnership and friendships. Reassure others that their 'head won't turn' and that they'll stay true to their partner.

MARJ. Marj is slang for mum.

MATE. How every guy will refer to every other guy in the villa.

MELT. A person who is soppy and so into someone else that it's an embarrassing flaw.

MINGING/MINGER. An unsightly, unpleasant, or smelly person or thing. It comes from the word "ming," meaning smelly.

MINT. As in ‘mint condition’, a term used to describe a person, place, or things, superb superficial appearance.

MOVING MAD. This is basically when someone starts to move out of character in the villa.

MUGGY. Like you're trying to play someone or dump them. Go behind their back, or act sneaky, disloyal.

OBVS. A shortening of the word ‘obviously’.

OG. Used to simply mean that something or someone is 'original'—meaning, the first of its kind.

Oi Oi. A way for a large group of men to greet another person they've never seen before.

PENG SORT. Very hot. (Synonyms: Fire, flames, proper fit.)

PIED/PIED OFF. The act of being dumped or ditched without warning. Reject someone. Every islander's worst nightmare is to be pied off on national telly in front of everyone from their nan to their boss. If an islander has been pied off, it means they've been unceremoniously dumped.

PRANGY. A term used for feeling anxious, paranoid, or scared—particularly at the prospect of someone new entering the Love Island villa.

PUNCHING. A shortened version of ‘punching up,’ it is the act of dating out of one's league.

RANTIN’. Engaging in a fierce debate with another islander or just having a good moan about something or someone.

RECOUPLE. One of the biggest causes of stress and constant topics of conversation revolves around ‘recoupling’. Recoupling is where the contestants find out if they will be picked by a fellow contestant or if they will be kicked off the show. The viewing public may be asked to vote on their favourite couples.

ROW. An argument or fight

SALTY. To behave unfavourably towards someone. Used it in a sentence, ‘Why are you being so salty with me?’

SALMON. A way to jump into the pool where you shake your body like a fish.

SAUCE. Your personality, character, and what makes you, well, you, or sex appeal.

SHADE. To throw shade is to make a public show of contempt for someone or something, often in a subtle or non-verbal way.

SITUATIONSHIP. Love Island is full of uncertain romances, where the boundaries are not clearly drawn. ‘Situationship’ is the perfect word to describe this kind of entanglement where there are no labels yet, but it might be assumed to be exclusive.

SLAG. A disgraceful, derogatory term akin to a slut. The Love Island villa is a place of acceptance, forward thinking, and sexual freedom, and thus, slag is one of the worst words one can utter while on the show.

SNAKE/SNAKEY. When someone’s being sneaky, deceitful, or sly behind your back Or right in your face. In the villa, someone is 'snakey' if they make romantic advances towards a coupled up islander.

SNOG. To make out, often with some heavy petting.

SORT. If you’re the right sort, consider yourself lucky. In the land of Love Island, a sort is someone that is considered to be extremely attractive, and therefore, is a compliment of the highest order. (i.e. ‘He’s a right sort’.) If you think someone is a sort they’re probably also your type on paper and you’ll want to graft them after pulling them for a chat and finding out the vibes.

SWIPE RIGHT. Derived from the Tinder function. Refers to the idea that you approve of someone based on their looks.

TING. Someone who you aren't necessarily dating, but someone to have fun with while you are single.

TOSSER. Somehow a little bit more acceptable than wanker, despite the two words having exactly the same meaning.

VIBE. Islanders recount how they're 'vibing with each other' i.e., they're each other's type on paper.

WANKER. An insult. (Synonyms: Dickhead, bellend, or knobhead).

WAVEY. Wavey is just another word to describe someone as good looking. 2019 Casa Amor has new slogans on the walls, including 'wavey', 'catch feelings' and 'buff'.

WEAPON. The use of the word doesn't relate to an illegal firearm, but more of a way of saying someone is the full package. (e.g., "I'm chatting to the new girl in the villa, she's an absolute weapon.")

WIFEY. The term the guys will use to refer to their girlfriend.

ISLANDERS CATCH PHRASES

100% MY TYPE ON PAPER. Phrase used to describe someone who possesses qualities that you initially find aesthetically or otherwise pleasing. Variation: A bit of me.

A BIT OF ME. Someone you're attracted to. The object of one’s affections. 'A bit of me' is a phrase used by Islanders to indicate interest in a fellow Islander, most often soon after a new contestant has entered the villa. Someone tends to announce "He is a bit of me" or "she's a bit of me".

A SORT. A term to describe someone a person finds physically attractive.

AT THE END OF THE DAY. A phrase meaning ‘ultimately’.

BACK YOURSELF. To ‘back yourself’ is to have self-belief or self-confidence. The boys this year seem to like saying ‘you’ve gotta back yourself’ to one another, which is basically them telling each other to believe in themselves. Cute, really.

BYE FELICIA. The term is used by people who don’t care when someone is leaving. The ‘Bye Felicia’ neon sign is aptly placed by the front door of the villa.

CAN I PULL YOU FOR A CHAT. When an islander wants to speak with someone for a private, often more serious conversation, or simply to try and ‘graft’ someone, they’ll say something like "Can I pull you for a chat?" On Love Island, we hear this phrase a lot. (i.e., "I just wanted to go for a chat and see where your head's at").

CAN’T BE ARSED. A state of uncaring, ‘couldn’t care less’; When islanders say they ‘can't be arsed,’ the truth is that they could very well be arsed.

CATCH FEELINGS. Refers to falling in love when you weren't supposed to or starting to like who you were matched with too soon.

CHEESE TOASTIE. A grilled cheese

COULD BE HAPPIER. The type of happiness that's not big enough to stop you from ending things with who you're with in order to get with someone else.

COUPLE UP. Become (or remain in) a couple with someone during a Love Island recoupling

CRACK ON. For two people to pursue each other romantically. The whole point of the show is to crack on with someone. The most compatible couples on Love Island are usually those who have cracked on really well, meaning they've developed quite a romantic relationship.

DBS AKA DO BITS SOCIETY. The Do Bits Society or DBS as it became known later, was a secret members’ club for islanders who had successfully taken part in sexual activities in the villa.

DEAD IT. Means to end something. This could be used when referring to a romance or an argument. 2023 viewers will have seen Kai recently trying to dead his feud with Olivia, although she's refusing to let drop the issue.

DECLARATIONS OF LOVE. The speeches the final four couples’ say to each other at the Love Island prom.

DEEPING IT. You’ve probably heard one or two of 2023 Islanders say ‘I’m not deeping it”. Think of the phrase ‘it’s not that deep’ and it starts to make sense. If an Islander says they’re ‘not deeping it', then they’re not thinking too deeply about something. Nah, too easy.

DIGGING ME OUT. The act of having a dig at someone. Or, if you're reading what 'digging out' means on Urban Dictionary it is MUCH ruder… Used in a sentence: "Why you digging me out forrrrrrrrrrr?

DOING BITS. To fool around in a sexual manner, more than kissing and less than the full shebang.

DOING MY HEAD IN. Somebody or something is bothering/upsetting you and/or giving you a headache.

DROP ME OUT. Essex slang for "Oh My God!" - an expression of disbelief or shock.

DUMPED FROM THE ISLAND. Get eliminated.

EARLY DAYS. It is too soon for you to be completely sure about something

EGGS IN ONE BASKET. The term refers to the act of going all-in on something. Within a Love Island context, this is when a contestant decides to give all your attention to just one other Islander.

END OF THE DAY. An expression signalling that the declarative statement that follows will be a total summation of the matter at hand. A phrase meaning 'ultimately' that shouldn't be used nearly as much as it is.

EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. Islanders are actually bringing back an old classic this year: 'everything happens for a reason'. This one's pretty self-explanatory, right?

FACTOR 50. Really, really, really try to woo a person.

FANNY FLUTTERS. A tingling or aching sensation that women feel when she is aroused or when they get excited. (When someone has turned you on.)

GET THE HUMP. To become annoyed, perhaps unreasonably so, about one’s current state of affairs.

GET TO KNOW. Talk to someone with an intention of sussing out potential romance. (i.e., "Yeah, I'm very interested in getting to know you. Like, very.")

GOOD CHAT. Phrase used to summarise someone's conversational ability, used like banter (i.e., "He's got good chat")

GOOD CONNECTION. A nice romantic vibe and/or dynamic.

HAVE A CUDDLE. To cuddle, usually with one islander as the big spoon and the other as the baby spoon. Since couples sleep in the same bed, islanders will wonder in the morning whether other islanders ‘had a cuddle’.

IS WHAT IT IS. Expression of defeat when something, usually a relationship, does not go the way you’d want it to, so it must be accepted even if it is undesirable. (i.e., “There's nothing you can do about it”, “It is what it is, innit”). Basically, English for ’c’est la vie.’

I’VE GOT A TEXT! What would Love Island be without this! A saying sure to put the fear in the Islanders, whoever’s been unlucky enough to hear the ping of their phone shouts this out. The common reaction to receiving a text message from the producers, shouted when done correctly, instructing them to do something. Most stick with the classic ‘I’ve got a text’ but former Islander Ovie Soko introduced the shorter and quite honestly refreshing shout of ‘message!’.

I’VE LOST MY HEAD. A way to describe how you are feeling. You've lost control of a situation, you could be a little confused and upset. (i.e., "I've lost my head since he dumped me.")

Je ne c’est quoi. Bringing a bit of European flair to the villa's lingo. If you see someone and they’re your type and you click, and they’ve got that je ne sais quoi.

KEEP HIM/HER/THEM ON THEIR TOES. Keep the relationship in a kind of guessing, fun, non-boring vibe?

KEEPING MY OPTIONS OPEN. This phrase is used when the islanders don't want to commit. If they want to see what happens in the series they will 'keep their options open'.

KICK OFF. Get rowdy through clear anger.

LAY IT ON THICK. Try reeeaaalllyyy hard to graft someone. He has no idea you fancy him; you've got to lay it on thick tonight.

MUGGED OFF. Someone who's been disrespected, deceived, or made to look like a fool for being played. (i.e., "Now I look like an absolute mug".) Being mugged off is a rite of passage on Love Island , but being labelled as muggy is deeply frowned upon. On Love Island, this is typically done by selecting a new partner with little regard for their former one. Most islanders feel mugged off when a presumed friend chats up someone they're interested in. This disloyal friend is then deemed muggy, and their reputation is thus tarnished.

MY HEADS GONE. A phrase said by someone who is struggling to think straight after catching the eye of someone else in the villa and being unsure as to which romantic interest they should couple up with.

MY HEAD’S BEEN TURNED. All of your emotional attachment and attention shifts from the person you may have liked to another, usually a newer islander. This phrase is something no happily coupled islander wants to hear.

MY HEAD IS SCRAMBLED. When Islanders say, "My head is scrambled," they mean that they're confused or not sure what to do. This is usually a result of a new bombshell entering the villa and turning their heads.

MY TYPE ON PAPER. A way of describing a person’s type. The kind of person you're usually attracted to physically. But usually followed by a ‘but’…

NOT BEING FUNNY BUT. A great way to start a sentence when you’re about to be incredibly rude about someone. (i.e., "Not being funny, but… you’re a prick.")

NOT GONNA LIE. A phrase to indicate you're not lying, often filler. (Synonym: If I'm being honest. E.g., “I…not gonna lie, I expected more from this conversation.”)

OH MY DAYS. An exclamation of shock that apparently everyone's agreed to say a lot.

OH MY GOD. A way of showing that a person is excited by something. Used in a sentence: “Oh my god! Can you believe we’re really here?”

ON JOB. 2023. This year’s lot are all about putting in the hours. The boys especially love saying they’re ‘on job’, or telling each other to ‘get on job’; this refers to putting in the hours and grafting to form stronger connections. In other words, they’ve got one job to do – get the girl or boy – so they better get to work.

PRANGING OUT. To behave erratically. (e.g., "I just feel like everyone's pranging out. I'll make some nettle tea.")

PROPER FIT. It’s often used to quantify the level of attractiveness, anger, or horniness. (i.e., "That new islander, is proper fit, bruv.")

PUT IT ON. Flirting. The phrase "put it on" is commonly heard in The Beach Hut confessions or chats between close friends. Typically, an islander will announce they need to put it on as a way of grafting and, ultimately, cracking on with them.

PUT ME IN MY PLACE. Match me in terms of dominance, and give banter back to me equally.

SHOOT YOUR SHOT. Taking the opportunity to tell someone that you are interested in them. (i.e., "You should shoot your shot with him. What's the worst that could happen?").

SQUASH IT. Similar to 'dead it', 'squash it' is normally used when the Islanders are try to end a feud or argument.

STEP ON TOES. Try to get with someone who someone else is already with or likes.

STICK IT ON. Variations: Put it On, Crack On. To graft or make a move on someone an Islander finds physically attractive, either by flirting or by attempting to kiss.

SWIPE RIGHT. Derived from the Tinder function. Refers to the idea that you approve of someone based on their looks.

THE MATH IS NOT MATHING. You may have heard the expression "the math is not mathing" being used in the villa. This means that something is not adding up or doesn't make sense.

THIS IS NOT FRIEND ISLAND. Specifically, what Love Island is not. This phrase is Love Island's version of ‘not here to make friends’.

TO BE FAIR. A common phrase meaning, "I'm about to point out something," or, "I just pointed out something."

TRUE TO MYSELF. Often found in the same sentence of ‘shooting your shot’, if you’re staying true to yourself you’re following your feelings. It should be noted that when an Islander says they have to ‘stay true to myself’ and ‘shoot my shot’, then drama is very likely to be on the way.

WAVEY. Another word to describe someone as good looking.

WE GET ON. Shortened way to say we get on together (i.e., "I get on with her/him.")

WHAT HE/SHE BRINGS TO THE VILLA. The ultimate sign of respect from other islanders. It means the other islanders actually like you and recognize that your personality adds something of value to their cohort. In recouplings and other voting scenarios among Islanders, if you ‘bring a lot to the Villa,’ your chances of staying in the Villa are higher.

WHERE'S YOUR HEAD AT. The go-to phrase for any islanders wanting to know where someone’s romantic interest is at.

WINDING ME UP. To wind someone up is to annoy someone, usually in a joking or teasing manner. It is often used on the show as, "I was just winding you up" or "You're winding me up."

YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. To ask if somebody understands what you are talking about. But most of the time, it’s used as a way to end a sentence.

LAY IT ON THICK. Try really hard to graft someone.

OH MY DAYS. An exclamation of shock. In a moment of exasperation, a much more fun, much more charming way to basically say ‘Oh my god’.

PLAYING THE GAME. Is seen as slimy and as low as it can get. Despite the cash prize and fame at stake, one of the best parts of the show is that the contestants rarely mention the potential windfall.

PRANGING OUT. To behave erratically.

STICK IT ON HIM/HER. To make a move on someone (graft), flirt.

TAKE THE PISS/TAKING THE PISS. To rile, mock, or be a jerk to another person, joking or being serious. Can be used like, "Are you joking?" or "Are you taking the piss?"

WHAT ARE YOU ON ABOUT. You are asking someone, often in a slightly annoyed way, what they mean.

BEDROOM CODE- SEX LINGO

LACING UP MY BOOTS- which could mean that a guy is ready to have sex with his partner. If you hear the guys saying “1-0” it could mean that they’re talking about a sex act performed on one person and not the other.

2018 DBS (AKA DO BITS SOCIETY). The Do Bits Society or DBS as it became known later, was a secret members’ club for islanders who had successfully taken part in sexual activities in the villa.

2018 THE DRY HUMP SOCIETY. Love Island girls created a society for people who don't do bits. The codes are: Level one- ******* and chat. Level two- normal dry hump. Level three- cock-up the leg.

2020 FOOD CODE. Boys. Avocado- giving oral; Avocada - getting oral; Tomato - giving hands stuff / Tomatah - receiving hands stuff; Toast- meant the full monty aka SEX.

2021 FOOTBALL CODE. The Love Island 2021 boys decided to use football terms as a code for sex in the villa. The codes are: One nil- an act performed on only one person; Handball- Hand stuff; Header- oral/head; and Streaker on the pitch- full on nudity.

2021 NVQ LEVEL. The Love Island 2021 girls decided to use NVQ levels (aka National Vocational Qualification levels) as their code for sex in the villa. The codes are: Entry-level NVQ- a kiss; NVQ1- hand stuff; NVQ2- oral; and NVQ3- Full sex.

2022 BEAUTY SALON. The UK 2022 girls have thought of their very own beauty-themed sex code. This is in a state of opening up for business or closed- if the salon is open, a couple has engaged in sexual acts together. If it’s closed, there has been no under-the-sheets action between them. Beauty salon 2022 code consists of:

Acrylics- Possibly full-on sex.

Blow dry- Oral sex.

The phrase 'blow dry' has been used a fair few times when discussing treatments in the, ahem, salon.

Manicure- A hand-play, hand-job or fingering, depending on which person is giving the manicure. Manicure with mouth- oral.

Pedicure- Possible foot stuff? This may sound outlandish, but considering some islanders (Bobby), apparent propensity for feet it’s entirely possible.

French tips- Normally we'd only refer to our french tips when we're getting a new set of acrylics, but getting french tips in the villa means some sexy time involving your fingers.

Full set- The Islanders might think they're being subtle with their euphemisms but the meanings aren't too hard to work out. As you can imagine, getting a full set means going all the way.

Window shopping- You might've heard some of the Islanders talk about 'window shopping' before they open the salon. In other words, they mean checking out the goods and possibly getting a little bit touchy feely before they commit to a full treatment.

The 2022 boys have had their own scientific code as follows: Pipette: Penis. This can be referred to as either full or empty depending on whether certain, um, acts were completed or not. Bunsen burner: Also penis. Flask: Vagina.

2023- Football warm up. For the 2023 winter season it seems the girls have decided to go going for footie references.Tanya kicked things off (see, we can do sporty references as well) when she told the girls there had been a 'football warm-up' between herself and Shaq in January and before their night in the hideaway happened. One of the girls then asked 'are you ready to start the game' to which Tanya replied: 'I'm not ready to start the game... but I'm liking what it's looking from where I am standing - how the pitch is looking where I'm standing.'

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Counter-protesters blast ABBA at Melbourne anti-trans rally

New Post has been published on https://qnews.com.au/counter-protesters-flock-to-melbourne-anti-trans-rally/

Counter-protesters blast ABBA at Melbourne anti-trans rally

Counter-protesters have outnumbered attendees of a Melbourne anti-trans rally, disrupting speeches by blasting ABBA and the Vengaboys over large speakers.

But Victoria Police said they were “disappointed” eggs and water balloons were thrown at speakers at the “Women Will Speak” rally on the steps of the state’s Parliament House in Melbourne on Saturday afternoon.

About 20 participants – including a Victorian MP, Bev McArthur – from the Women’s Action Group attended and addressed the rally.

The speeches at the “women’s rights” rally, streamed on WAG’s YouTube channel, were filled with hateful anti-trans misinformation.

Signs visible included “trans women are men” and “no male cheats in women’s sports”.

According to online posts, the group Trans Queer Solidarity called a “Trans Liberation” rally at the same location in response.

“Help our community drown out the hateful and regressive rhetoric,” the group wrote.

Around 150 counter-protesters outnumbered the WAG rally attendees. A human police barricade separated the two groups, including officers on horses on the street by the parliament.

Counter-protesters waved anti-fascism placards and blasting music – including ABBA and the Vengaboys – during the speeches.

Victoria Police said in a statement officers arrested a 36-year-old Brunswick woman for allegedly assaulting police.

“She has been released pending further inquiries,” a spokesperson said.

Victoria Police said counter-protesters were “throwing eggs and water balloons at the speakers involved”.

“There were no injuries reported,” the police said.

“Victoria Police is disappointed with the actions of the group and while it supports peaceful protests it has a zero-tolerance policy for violence or disruptive acts which impact the broader community.”

So much fun & love & happiness pic.twitter.com/41zJEu6Xm1

— SOS (@SOS149) August 17, 2024

Bev McArthur, Liberal Party MLC, is addressing about 20 assorted cookers, neo-Nazis and RWNJs, fear mongering about transgender people, and about the care provided by the Royal Children’s Hospital.

Utter disgrace. pic.twitter.com/uiNfxNRgta

— “Ceasefire Now” says CJ Murrumbeena (@CJMurrumbeena) August 17, 2024

For the latest LGBTIQA+ Sister Girl and Brother Boy news, entertainment, community stories in Australia, visit qnews.com.au. Check out our latest magazines or find us on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and YouTube.

#melbourne #transgender

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cosmicbrowniefan · 3 years ago

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i can’t stop picturing a stranger things x it crossover

there are so many fucking things i’m picturing and i need you to picture it too so here.

so obviously we are going to stick with the storyline of mike wheeler and richie being twins

i’m definitely picturing a massive dnd club with mike w, will, dustin, lucas, richie, bill, stan, and eddie

richie gets threatened to be kicked out constantly bc of how fucking annoying he is while playing

max is always making fun of them for being obsessed with their “nerd game” but she’s secretly a little jealous that they have this thing together so she decides to make her own group for competitive uno playing and it’s made up of her, el, bev, mike h, ben, will, and stan

max decided that the others were too loud and annoying when playing games and enjoys pissing them off a little bit by not letting them join in

the losers club and the party always have competitions of who’s fought worse demons

these competitions are basically just arguments

also they’re only between mike w and richie

i also have this theory that pennywise and the upside-down kinda destroy each other due to richie taunting both pennywise and the mind-flayer and saying that each isn’t as scary as the either

leave it to richie to destroy hell by making fun of demons

but yeah enough of that clown fucker and the dnd villains let’s get back to our favorite kiddos

you thought steve was stressed out before? just wait until the party becomes friends with the losers club

suddenly this mf gained a shit ton more children to look after

which robin thinks is absolutely fucking hilarious

there are definitely a couple different sleepover squads that pair off from the whole big group of them but let me just say my two favorite squads: the chill squad and the chaos squad

the chill squad consists of will, bev, mike h, stan, ben, and el

the chaos squad consists of richie, mike w, bill, dustin, lucas, eddie, and max

the chill squad basically just makes food and plays games and has deep talks

the chaos squad basically plays videos games, screams at each other, and runs around the neighborhood at night

some of my other favorite squads include when the group is split up based on their crushes

aka richie, bill, mike w, bev, and max are a squad that talk about their crushes

and eddie, stan, will, ben, and el are a squad that talk about their crushes

obviously. on each other

but i digress

you know what else i love to imagine? ben expanding the clubhouse to fit the entire squad

you thought eddie and richie argued over the hammock? yeah just wait until max, lucas, and mike w join in on that shit

ben very quickly reaches into his savings account to buy a few more hammocks to attempt to reach some peace and quiet

but richie and eddie very conveniently continue to argue over one hammock, each claiming that it’s their favorite hammock

and that results in each of them begrudgingly sharing it (even though that’s what they both wanted all along)

one of my favorite duos has got to be will and stan

those two are straight up besties

and they constantly make fun of each other for the stupid stuff bill and mike w do

and they are really good for each other to talk to about their feelings and their depression and it’s really therapeutic for them

also, bev, max, and el are the power team

talk about girl power, those three are smarter than all the others combined in one

and the boys would 110% have blown themselves up at this point if it weren’t for them

ALSO

LET’S JUST TALK ABOUT HOW PISSY RICHIE GETS WHEN MAX BEATS HIM IN STREET FIGHTER

this mf will literally spend his life savings trying to prove that he’s better at it than she is

“dude, stop trying, she’s already got the new record on dig dug”

“ANYONE CAN DO THAT”

mike h and el have a game they play where they add tally marks every time mike w and richie argue with each other for being literally the same fucking person

lucas once suggested they make it a game where they take shots but after five in a half hour, the two of them decided to call it quits

speaking of lucas, he is BEYOND ecstatic to finally have someone in the group that enjoys sports

he and bill play basketball together, and he, bill, and stan play baseball together on the school team

the others always come to their games to support them but they don’t pretend to understand what was going on

i also really think dustin and bev would be great friends

like something about their energy just meshes well together and i have a feeling they’d do something like start a podcast

in conclusion. i love all of these kids so fucking much and i could talk about a stranger things x it mash up for forever

#it #it 2017 #it 2019 #it headcanons #losers club #losers club headcanons #reddie #stenbrough #byler #stranger things #st4 #stranger things headcanons #it x stranger things #mike wheeler richie tozier

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Yandere Henry Bowers (5/5)

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Bev tugged on my arm, pulling me away from the main commotion. I was entranced with her cute smile and her new hair style. I loved her.

“What did I tell you?” she giggled.

“Yeah, I know, you’re usually right,” I agreed easily. “It’s nice to wash away my worries, too. I heard some pretty terrible news this morning, so it’s nice to have a distraction.”

Bev tilted her head. “Bad news?”

“You haven’t heard? Just like that other kid, Greta’s gone missing. I know she was a bully and everything, but I can’t help feeling like —“

“It wasn’t Henry,” she instantly reassured, her hands ghosting over my shoulder. “Kids are disappearing a lot these days… He was just heartbroken. I’m sure as we speak, he’s getting over you. You don’t need to think about him anymore.”

“It’s hard not to… He really scared me.”

Bev cupped my cheeks, successfully silencing me. “Now, now, no more negativity. We’re having girl time. Plus the boys, I guess, but you see what they’re up to…”

As she drew my attention to the rest of the group, I smiled. All of the boys were eagerly wrestling each other, their laughs echoing across the lake as they were fully enveloped in their water wrestling. Our hands held tighter as we gazed at them. I couldn’t help but feel this was the perfect way to mark the transition into college life.

“Hey! You losers can’t beat me to the river,” Richie suddenly declared. It was generally aimed towards the boys, but Bev and I shared mischievous smiles and started swimming down the river. The boys shouted after us, trying desperately to catch up.

We swam quickly and gracefully - or, at least, Bev did - and we swam far enough to where the water became shallow. We were both dripping wet as we stood up. The water was at knee-length and had weighed us down when we tried to stand.

Bev and I laughed as the boys tried desperately to catch up. Eventually, of course, they did, but I noticed that somehow Ben came into second place despite previously being farthest away, followed by Eddie, Bill, Stan, and Richie in last.

“We kicked your asses,” I declared haughtily, pointing at the group.

Richie was quick to defend his pride with,” No way! You guys were way more ahead.”

“We were also the first to jump,” Bev added, stifling her giggles.

“W - well, we would’ve if you told us to,” Bill agreed, huffing in embarrassment.

Ben had a deep blush as he watched Bev, and I couldn’t help but tense. Ben was a lovely boy, so I would support Beverly is she ended up falling for him. But I knew I’d be jealous. I’d hate to see it happen. Not to mention, Bill obviously had a crush on her, too. She already had enough of a love triangle to deal with without me in the picture.

Before we could argue further, a boy suddenly came stumbling through the woods. I’d seen him at school before. He was bloody and dirty. Everyone went to the shore, utterly astounded by the boy’s appearance.

“Isn’t that Mike?” Bill asked in confusion.

“Mike, what’s wrong?” Beverly called to him.

The boy tripped on some rocks, splattering to the ground. He was too concerned about escaping… something to reply. Our questions were swiftly answered as the Bowers gang emerged from the woods. Belch was swift to grab the boys collar, pulling him to his feet, with Patrick helping him.

Henry immediately glued his gaze to me. The other three sufficiently began tormenting the poor boy, but Henry just stared.

Suddenly, Beverly stooped over and grabbed a rock. And threw it, right into Belch’s forehead.

Mike took the chance to scramble across the river. I helped him up, pulling him into a comforting hug before pushing him to the back of the group.

“Holy shit,” Richie gasped.

“Nice throw,” Stanley breathed.

“Thanks, but don’t act so surprised.”

There was a tense silence as the loser gang and Bowers gang stared each other down. I was too afraid to get involved, so I made sure to distance myself from the scene, backing into the shrubbery just enough.

“Rock war!” Richie suddenly declared.

And just like that, Richie gets pegged with a rock thrown by Belch. So, both groups engage in a vicious war. I managed to avoid the attention because both gangs were on good enough terms to let me leave me out of it. Rock after rock, hit after hit, the battle rages on.

However, I noticed that little by little, people from both sides filtered out, and soon it was only Henry left. I was horrified when Richie shouted ‘run!’ and delivered a final blow to Henry, sufficiently knocking the boy to the ground.

I let out a gasp as Bev suddenly tugged at my arm. The other boys had already ran away in hopes of getting their clothes and escaping. But I turned to her, pleading with my eyes. I had to help Henry… I knew things were hard for him.

So, wordlessly, Bev understood. She turned and ran after her friends, leaving me to myself and my passed out ex-boyfriend.

I waded across the stream to him desperately, worried sick for him. He had a gash on his forehead, but aside from that, he seemed very beat up. His dad… I left him alone to his dad.

I sighed, immediately tending to his wounds. Goddamn those friends of his. Leaving the poor guy to fend for himself. To be fair, he was once again bullying a random bystander, and was a violent man, but I couldn’t help but feel responsible for him.

I wiped a stray tear away. I tore off a piece of his tank top and dabbed it in the stream before returning. I dabbed his forehead, wiping away the blood, before applying the cloth permanently. Afterwards, I pulled his head into my lap and readjusted his hair. And so, I waited.

And waited.

…And waited.

It was hard to believe a few rocks knocked him out for such a long time, as the sun was beginning to set and I was getting cold, but I knew I had to.

I was starting to doze off, my head falling forward. But just then, I felt Henry stir. He turned his head and his hand made his way to his to head, clutching it tightly. He let out a hoarse groan, turning on his side. The rocky shore shifted underneath his weight.

I shushed and comforted him quietly as he regained his composure. The moment his eyes shot open, his gaze warmed.

“Are you really fuckin’ here…?” he muttered, baffled.

“Yes,” I exhaled reluctantly. “How do you feel?”

“Why did you wait for me?” he inquired, his voice breaking. “I fuckin’ hurt you and you’re still… here.”

“Let’s not talk about that. You’re hurt. Why did you make the dumb decision to pick on Mike?”

“I was fuckin’… pissed. He was an easy target. And I’d do it again, too, if it meant you’d be here.”

He abruptly sat and turned around, crawling so that he was on his knees, facing me. I sighed, , leaning back slightly. My nails dug into the grass behind me. “Listen, Henry… I meant every word I said. There’s no changing what happened. But I don’t want you destroying yourself because of it.”

I never thought I’d see him, Henry fucking Bowers, cry, but there he was, tears sliding down his cheeks. God, my arms ached to welcome him with a warm hug. But I couldn’t succumb. Henry frowned, wiping his tears away furiously.

“I can’t fuckin’ live without you,” he stated shakily. “You’re the bitch I’m meant to marry. You’re my fuckin’ everything. I know… I’m rough around the edges and I don’t have anything to my name, but I love you. So fuckin’ much. Why aren’t I enough for you, Y/n?”

His hands made their way to my thighs, grabbing the tightly. I gulped, heart beating rapidly in my chest. “I… I’m sorry, Hen. I really, really am. It’s not you. You deserve a girl who can truly fall in love and dedicate to you, and I just can’t. I love you, but it’s always been as a friend. Besides… I can’t date a guy who’s been… violent towards me.”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you - you just wouldn’t let me talk! I was desperate, I’m still desperate!” he begged, and my heart wrenched within me. “Please, Y/n, you can’t leave me.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. It was getting darker. He was crying. I was crying. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, pulling him to me. He cried into my shoulder, holding me equally tight.

I couldn’t help it. I cared too much about Henry. And nothing would ever happen with Bev.

“Let’s just… go on a date. Let’s try to fix things. Little by little. Is that okay?”

“Thank you. So fuckin’ much.”

Maybe it was an unhealthy move, but we couldn’t help it. With all the pent up emotional damage and overblown emotions, we healed each other that night in the woods, just enough.

~~~

I kicked my feet against my bedroom floor. Bev was lying on my bed on her side. She was terrified because of her father, so, I had her come over for dinner. It was the least I could do for the girl. Especially since she was always there for me, and she was strong enough to never previously need me.

“I just don’t understand why I deserved to end up with a shitty dad like him,” Bev sniffled, grabbing my hand and playing with my fingers.

“Nobody does. He’s the absolute worst. You deserve so, so much better.”

“Sometimes it’s hard to live. I’m just lucky I have a best friend like you.”

I almost flinched, but I should’ve known better. I was with… Henry again. The two of us were broken shells of humans that needed each other, even if I longed to be with Bev in every way. I hadn’t told Bev yet, though. I’m not sure I knew how. And it’d already been a week.

“You’re quiet,” Bev commented. She sat up and sat behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. “Is it Henry? You don’t need to be scared anymore.”

“Sort of. But it’s not important right now. You’re what I’m focused on.”

Bev frowned, nuzzling into the crook of my neck. Her soft hair tickled me. “That’s not true. Did something happen at the lake? Did he hurt you?”

“Yes - I mean no - it’s just complicated,” I heaved.

“Honey! Someone’s calling for you,” my mom shouted from down the hallway. I took the chance to hop up and out of my room, racing downstairs. My mom was holding the phone, wearing a sweet smile, which I mimicked.

After I took the phone, she left to go to the kitchen. I muttered into the receiver,” Hello?”

“Y/n,” Henry immediately panted. “I need you.”

“Wh - what? Hen, I’m with Bev right now —“

“No. Please come over, I need help. It’s serious,” his shaky voice insisted, almost whining. “It’s serious.”

“Fine, fine, but can’t you tell me what’s going on?”

“I - I can’t. It’s about Patrick disappearing, I don’t fuckin’ know. I just need your help. Please, please, please —“

“Y - yes, Henry, calm down. Have some water. I’ll be over soon, ‘kay? I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I hung up, concern wracking my body. I rushed up to my room, not paying Bev any heed as I started grabbing my things. Bev grabbed me, forcing me to stop, clearly worried.

“What’s wrong, Y/n?”

“I - It’s Henry, he needs my help,” I gasped, struggling to make her let go of me.

“Wh - what? No way, you’re not going to visit that psychopath —“

“Yes, I am, Bev,” I boomed. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I took him back. I just had to. And he needs my help —“

“Why on earth did you take him back?” Bev cried, forcing me into a hug. “Are you really that desperate? Why died’t you just try things with your crush?”

“Because it’s stupid, Bev! It’s never going to happen! Henry and I need each other. And he needs me now, so just let me go to him!”

“No! At least tell me who your crush is! Please, let’s talk about this —“

“It’s you, Bev! It’s always been you,” I admitted passionately, finally shoving her away. “I’ve been in love with you since we first met and you’ve never felt that way with me! It’s fuckin’ fine, but please, just respect my decision.”

Bev’s lips trembled and her doe eyes widened in shock. “…Me?”

“Exactly. You don’t feel the same way.”

I couldn’t cry. Not over her for the millionth time. So, instead, I turned tail and went down the stairs. And out the front door.

~~~

I tripped as I hopped off my bike. Hen’s father’s police car was parked in the front. I’d never been to Henry’s house before. Sure, the gang and I occasionally dropped him off first, but I’d never been inside. It was safe to say, though, that the house radiated negativity. It seemed so decrepit. It gave me the creeps.

I wasted no time, marching up to the front door, my purse hanging loosely off my shoulder. And then I knocked.

When my hand collided with the wood, I was surprised that the door creaked open eerily. I didn’t hear anything from inside, except for a vague static noise. I pushed it open. My heart wanted to jump out of my chest.

The sight I beheld was vile. Scarring. Traumatic.

Leaning over a dusty couch was a corpse. A middle-aged man hung off the side, fairly fresh blood seeping out of his neck. It dripped into a large crimson puddle on the floor. In the side of his neck, Henry’s pocket knife was deeply lodged. I could only see the back of the man’s head, but I didn’t need to see his expression to know that he was dead.

So, understandably, I screamed.

My knees were trembling and my vision blurred. Oh my god, Henry just killed his dad. Holy fuck. I collapsed to the floor, black dots consuming my sight. My hands grasped at the wood panels. My legs hurt and a splitting headache consumed me. I was crying, but not because of the officer. Because of Henry.

He killed a guy! What the hell would he do now? He’d go to prison, oh my god —

Warm, strong arms circled around my waist. I greedily took in Henry’s form, hugging back. My tears stained his tank top. He smelled rank. He was covered in blood. But I couldn’t find the strength to push him away.

“Henry,” I sobbed,” what have you done?”

“Th - there was a clown, and I don’t know how it happened. I just… I was outside and then suddenly I just - just found myself there and he was dead,” he replied shakily. “He fuckin’ deserved it. But I don’t know what to do. What am I supposed to do, Y/n, I love you too fuckin’ much to go to fuckin’ - fuckin’ prison!”

“H - Henry.” I breathed in and out. In and out. In and out. “We… we have to hide the body. I can’t - you can’t leave me. We have to… to clean it up.”

“But what the hell will we tell everyone?” He tilted my head up, and my stomach churned fro the blood rolling down the side of his face. “I fuckin’ love you, but what the fuck can we do about this?”

I pushed him away, disgusted by the blood staining my hands. I had to calm myself. I had to… help Henry. He was my boyfriend. And his father… he deserved it. Yes, he deserved it, so Hen didn’t deserve to rot in prison. I had to help him.

“I’ve seen enough horror movies. We need to - to cut up the body into smaller parts. And we can dump it to the bottom of the lake. And - and we get rid of the car. ew throw it into the swamp and shit,” I thought aloud. “When… when people show up and ask questions, we’ll tell people that when he attacked you while drunk, he just stormed off. He abandoned you. He took important shit and… and left you. He’s gone.”

Henry nodded, wide-eyed and clearly not sane. He nodded more and ore, until I finally grabbed his cheeks to stop him. He let out a choked sob, pushing his forehead against mine. “I fuckin’ love you. Promise… you won’t fuckin’ leave me after this.”

“I promise, Hen. Let’s… let’s get to work.”

We both stumbled to our feet, holding hands tightly. Henry pulled me into the kitchen. He got a large butcher knife while I showered the kitchen for bleach, gloves, and trash bags. I was surprised that there were such materials lying around. Thank god.

We went to the corpse, both of us staring at it dejectedly. I was glad that Henry was as new to the whole ‘covering up murder’ thing as I was. For a moment, I had thought that he was involved with Greta and Patrick’s disappearance.

Henry put on his gloves and trudged over to the lifeless body. He grabbed his legs and pulled him onto the ground. Without hesitation, he took out his pocket knife and brought the butcher knife down on his throat. A disturbing crunch echoed in the room.

He repeated the action until, suddenly, he pushed it to the side, and the head completely dislodged from his neck. I wanted to throw up so badly. I was glad Henry was doing the dirty work, because we both knew I was unable to even touch that disgusting thing.

I decided to find a bucket, wash cloth, and a mop. I was grateful that for a few minutes, I didn’t need to watch Henry dismember his father’s corpse. I returned to the living room with a bucket filled with a water-clean mixture.

Henry had sufficiently dismembered his upper body. Bone marrow mixed with the blood. More blood was seeping out from the body as Henry sliced him up further. We were both silent, unable to lighten the mood - for a good reason. I stepped around him and turned off the television, which was nothing but static. I wondered how long it had been going for.

Afterwards, I soaked the crimson-stained couch with bleach. After a few minutes of hard scrubbing, I got out the various stains minus the entire floor. Henry suddenly spoke,” What the fuck do we do now?”

I paused, thinking deeply. “Uh - I - well… it was a really fucked up movie that I’m using as a reference, so… Next they rolled up the flesh into tiny meatballs. But no way in hell are we doing this. We - we should put it all in a trash bag…. I don’t know what to do about the fucking teeth, but…”

“Okay. Okay, I fuckin’ got it. Yeah,” Henry confirmed.

He was clearly disgusted at his own work. He grabbed the limbs and started plopping them into a doubled-up trash bag. I cringed at each resounding plop. While Henry did that, taking up several trash bags, I started mopping up the blood. After a few sweeps of the mop, I had to change the water.

I rinsed and repeated several times.

At least half an hour later, the living room was spotless and smelled strongly of detergent and bleach. Henry and I stood next to each other, coated in dried blood. I felt completely numb. I assumed Henry did too, from the stoic yet fearful expression he’d maintained the past hour.

Even in our filthy states, our fingers intertwined tightly. Henry gave me a reassuring squeeze. “What… what fuckin’ now?” Henry grumbled, basting his gaze to the floor.

“We need to… to Febreeze this shit,” I answered breathlessly. “And - and strip. We’re absolutely filthy. We have to get rid of the clothes. But in a… different place. You get the Febreze, I’ll start dealing with the clothes. And - and you knew him best. Get a bag of his most important shit. Stuff he’d bring with him if he abandoned - no, when he abandoned you.”

Henry nodded obediently. “Yeah. Good fuckin’ thinking. I… I love you, Y/n. Don’t fuckin’ leave me after this.”

“Stop. Stop talking about that shit. We just committed murder together,” I sighed, shaking his hand away.

I started stripping down to my underwear. Henry mimicked my actions, and once we finished, I took his clothes. Sure, there was probably a way to not get rid of the clothes, but ew. I just covered up a murder. The last thing I wanted to do was wear remnants of today.

Henry disappeared into another room. I bleached the clothes and shoved them into a trash bag. I sighed, my gaze lingering on the three trash bags that accompanied it.

Henry came back a few minutes later with a a bottle of Febreeze and bags. An idea suddenly hit me. There were dozens upon dozens of beer bottles and packs around. Henry and I seemed to share the same idea. I took some of the bottles and threw them against the television and floor. Just so then there’d be evidence of an angry white bitch storming out on his kid.

Half-naked and numb, we stood there and took a breather. “I found his fuckin’… car keys.”

“Good. Let’s load up, I guess.”

~~~

I ruffled Henry’s hair, enjoying the feeling of his bare chest against mine. I was too tired to keep my eyes open. It was cold outside, so I constantly tried to pull the man closer. He always obliged to give me more affection, one of my favorite things about him. We almost felt normal.

But we weren’t. Henry had gone batshit crazy and I helped him cover up the murder of his father. If anyone saw us now, they’d think that we were a normal teenage couple that just finished having forest sex, but we weren’t. We were cuddling after a traumatizing afternoon of burying a body in the lake we used to go to constantly for a swim.

How had my life ended up this batshit crazy? My senior year was supposed to be normal. My last high school summer was supposed to be normal. I used to be normal. But all because of the Bowers gang, Henry in particular, I dedicated myself to a toxic relationship, was dating a psycho kid that killed his dad, and I now had a body count.

It was safe to say, normal teenagers didn’t have a body count, yet here we are.

“Fuckin’ thank you,” Henry mumbled into the crook of my neck. “I don’t know what I’d ever fuckin’ do without you. You’re the bitch I’m gonna marry.”

“You haven’t even asked,” I chuckled dryly.

“Don’t need to.”

“We just graduated. Calm your tits.”

“Yeah, and we’re fuckin’ free to do whatever we want now.”

“A little.”

“You don’t sound excited,” he huffed.

“Pardon me for being traumatized,” I defended. “We just dumped your dad into the lake.”

“…Yeah. We just gotta fuckin’ move on somehow. I’m fuckin’ moving with you. We can live off campus, I’ll work fuckin’ part-time.”

“Let’s not talk about this right now. Let’s just… cuddle.”

“Okay. I fuckin’ love you.”

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