#the deadlights theater

[faggy-dog]

BOO!

in addition to our regular programming, the Deadlights Theater is also having it's 3rd annual Halloween Marathon! the lineup:

ROPE

HALLOWEEN

AMERICAN PSYCHO

IN THE CUT

HENRY: PORTRAIT OF A SERIAL KILLER

CURE

STOKER

come join us for a scary time! happy halloween!!!

[vodkaandsnakes]

On this day, March 31, in Type O Negative history:

Type O Negative play the Wilson Theater with Pantera in Fresno, CA (1995) (shenanigans and hijinx ensue)

Type O Negative play the Elizabeth Reed Music Hall with Drain STH and Stuck Mojo in Macon, GA (1997)

Type O Negative play the Aerial Theater at Bayou Place with Coal Chamber, Full Devil Jacket, and The Deadlights in Houston, TX (2000)

Type O Negative play The Palladium with Brand New Sin in Worcester, MA (2007)

[farewell-persephone]

if you're looking for recommendations for horror movies (or just interesting movies in general) a decent bet is to go to twitter (sorry) and search "from:scumbelievable deadlights". it's everything Gretchen Felker-Martin has screened for her Deadlights Theater patreon thing.

[brookstonalmanac]

Events 2.12

1096 – Pope Urban II confirms the foundation of the abbey of La Roë under Robert of Arbrissel as a community of canons regular. 1404 – The Italian professor Galeazzo di Santa Sophie performed the first post-mortem autopsy for the purposes of teaching and demonstration at the Heiligen–Geist Spital in Vienna. 1429 – English forces under Sir John Fastolf defend a supply convoy carrying rations to the army besieging Orléans in the Battle of the Herrings. 1502 – Isabella I issues an edict outlawing Islam in the Crown of Castile, forcing virtually all her Muslim subjects to convert to Christianity. 1502 – Vasco da Gama sets sail with 15 ships and 800 men from Lisbon, Portugal on his second voyage to India. 1541 – Santiago, Chile is founded by Pedro de Valdivia. 1593 – Japanese invasion of Korea: Approximately 3,000 Joseon defenders led by general Kwon Yul successfully repel more than 30,000 Japanese forces in the Siege of Haengju. 1689 – The Convention Parliament declares that the flight to France in 1688 by James II, the last Roman Catholic British monarch, constitutes an abdication. 1733 – Georgia Day: Englishman James Oglethorpe founds Georgia, the 13th colony of the Thirteen Colonies, by settling at Savannah. 1771 – Gustav III becomes the King of Sweden. 1817 – An Argentine/Chilean patriotic army, after crossing the Andes, defeats Spanish troops at the Battle of Chacabuco. 1818 – Bernardo O'Higgins formally approves the Chilean Declaration of Independence near Concepción, Chile. 1825 – The Creek cede the last of their lands in Georgia to the United States government by the Treaty of Indian Springs, and migrate west. 1832 – Ecuador annexes the Galápagos Islands. 1889 – Antonín Dvořák's Jakobín is premiered at National Theater in Prague. 1894 – Anarchist Émile Henry hurls a bomb into the Cafe Terminus in Paris, killing one person and wounding 20. 1909 – The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP) is founded. 1909 – New Zealand's worst maritime disaster of the 20th century happens when the SS Penguin, an inter-island ferry, sinks and explodes at the entrance to Wellington Harbour. 1912 – The Xuantong Emperor, the last Emperor of China, abdicates. 1919 – The Second Regional Congress of Peasants, Workers and Insurgents is held by the Makhnovshchina at Huliaipole. 1921 – Bolsheviks launch a revolt in Georgia as a preliminary to the Red Army invasion of Georgia. 1935 – USS Macon, one of the two largest helium-filled airships ever created, crashes into the Pacific Ocean off the coast of California and sinks. 1945 – A devastating tornado outbreak in Mississippi and Alabama kills 45 people and injures 427 others. 1946 – World War II: Operation Deadlight ends after scuttling 121 of 154 captured U-boats. 1946 – African American United States Army veteran Isaac Woodard is severely beaten by a South Carolina police officer to the point where he loses his vision in both eyes. The incident later galvanizes the civil rights movement and partially inspires Orson Welles' film Touch of Evil. 1947 – The largest observed iron meteorite until that time creates an impact crater in Sikhote-Alin, in the Soviet Union. 1947 – Christian Dior unveils a "New Look", helping Paris regain its position as the capital of the fashion world.

[poodlemajima]

today i watched the menu in deadlights theater....fucking fantastic movie. why didn't i watch it before

[jackdaw-and-hattrick]

@millylotus Deadlights is a brilliant (if nerdy) name! I love the story that they were made so that the theater’s ghosts would be drawn to the stage. It’s easily one of the best ship names. Dead on Main however…. :/

Just because Dead on Main and Deadlights are two wildly different ships with drastically different dynamics doesn’t mean I can’t fully support both.

[drakor127]

Kiko facts (Yes, this relates to my fanfic)

Was bullied as a child before she realized she was strong enough to bully back. That’s why she hates seeing little kids get picked on by other kids.

Is the field general of Deadlight, a villain organization whom are known terrorists and war criminals...but they go about it in the most chaotic and theatrical way possible, and are very much dorks. It’s a rule. If you’ve joined the Deadlight gang, you’ve automatically decided to sit at the feral gremlin table that's mixed between emo, loser and popular, but you get a pretty neat found family out of it all.

Between her army's zany antics, her superiors being divas and psychopaths, and Zoey's childish demeanor along with Chucky's homicidal tendencies, Falcon's ego, Mistilteinn's mania and Chance's goofiness, she acts as the straight woman...in sense of being more sensible, because she is lesbian and loves her girlfriends. Though despite trying to act sane...she often gets swept up and caught up in the shenanigans, but she loves them regardless.

Because Chucky turned into a doll to cheat death, Kiko likes to use doll terms like the nickname “Dolly” when sweet-talking her. This is the only capacity in which Chucky ever actively enjoys being reminded that she is a doll (albeit a sex doll). Kiko, I see as always having had a thing for women with childish aesthetic.

VERY morbid and a little bit of a jerk, but she tries her best to make friends but you have to have a really open mind about her. She means well, but she WILL try to infodump on you about deadly plagues that have no known cure.

She's that weird evil friend. The kind who'd take artistic selfies and caption them "Murder and mayhem with my besties!"

She is super cultured. She’s a history buff, she’s an art nerd, she’s a theater gay. She can recite Shakespeare and Greek tragedy at the drop of a hat, walk you through the middle ages by century, describe medieval battle fare and sew clothes that are indistinguishable from the real thing. It’s not her field per say but she could do a shallow rundown of historical and modern art movements, and she’d probably dabbled oil painting or watercolors once or twice before. She knows how to act, and loves improv. And she’s actually very up to speed on recent and modern pop culture.

Very cold, sassy, snarky, done with all this shit but also loves to have a good time. She’s bombastic and insists on being the most looked-at thing in the room. She loves death and destruction for its own sake, but will also kill anyone who even looks at her friends wrong. Her biggest weird quirk is that she dances everywhere if she can get away with it. Like, she won’t WALK onto the battlefield; she’ll dance to music you can’t hear as she approaches.

[cherryjoong]

spider clown... spider clown... does whatever a spider clown does...

[xe-company]

XECOMPANY M.LIST

XE COMPANY

XECOMPANY OVERVIEW

SHIFT FROM XECOMPANY TO REDRUM RECORDS

AUDITION FORM

## TAG DUMPS ##

_______________________________

IDOL ENTERTAINMENT / MUSIC SUBSIDIARIES

FALSE GOD STUDIOS

MIRAGE 

GHOOSTS

TAROT CARD

CRACKED CROWNS

GOD COMPLEX

SWEET DREAM MEDIA

L.I.A.R.

BABY

EXTRA EXTRA PRODUCTIONS

KWON YUJI [RED VELVET]

SUN SOOAH [SEVENTEEN]

CHOI YOOBIN [SF9]

LEE YESEUL // YUL [TWICE]

SHARE THE STAGE [COLLAB GROUPS]

VALLEY OF THE DOLLS [VOD] [X]

BAD END THEATER

TWISTED WONDERLAND

CURTAIN CALL

HANGMAN

MIDNIGHT SOCIETY

LITTLE NIGHTMARES

DEADLIGHTS

GAMEOVER!

BAD COMPANY STUDIOS

KEROSENE

BREAKING NEWZ

EX-RAY

TRUST FUND BABY

DEVILISH

SINNER’S ZONE STUDIOS

DEVIL’S HAND

POWERHOUSE STUDIOS

NEW MUTANTS: BLOODLINE

_______________________________

ACTING AGENCY / SUBSIDIARY

BEHIND THE SCENE PRODUCTIONS

BEON JUNG-HEE

IM BAEK-HYEON

KIM CHOON-HEE

YO SEULGI

SANG HAEUN

_______________________________

MODELING AGENCY / SUBSIDIARY

ALTER EGO MANAGEMENT

CHOI YOOBIN

TBD

TBD

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

“If I had my way we’d sleep every night all wrapped around each other like hibernating rattlesnakes.” SCREAMS Reddie pretty please

Oh my GOD this is SO very much them I love how your brain works.

Richie is not, by most standards, a very romantic person. Granted, most of his attempts at romance are from when he was eleven, twelve, thirteen, and so on, a snot-nosed motormouth kid and then a snot-nosed motormouth teenager who thought helping Eddie sneak into the theater was the height of chivalrous gestures.

But he thinks, he’s pretty fucking sure, that he’s been managing to make his intentions really fucking obvious, here. Obvious enough that all the other Losers have noticed, anyway. Mike keeps smiling at him all proud and Ben will nudge him with his elbow like they’re having a silent conversation and Bev keeps giving him and Eddie these aww looks.

Stan keeps glaring at them but that might have something to do with how Richie keeps doing things like smuggling a bunch of handmade sock puppets into the hospital to re-enact the battle in the sewers using said puppets so that Stan’s all caught up on what happened while he was stuck on suicide watch.

Who doesn’t like sock puppets, is what Richie wants to know.

But Eddie - Eds, Eddie my love, Eddie Spaghetti, Edward Kaspbrak - Eddie doesn’t seem to have caught the motherfucking drift yet.

Either that, or he’s caught it and is politely ignoring it, and that... that would be so much worse.

Since the whole being impaled thing, Richie’s been on ‘look after Eddie’ duty, a position he finds wholeheartedly acceptable, nay, perfect, because now he’s got Eddie all to himself in his empty but very fancy LA home and he can spoil Eddie to his heart’s content and do what he had promised himself he’d do, what he’d begged and bargained and bribed the universe with, while he was sitting by Eddie’s hospital bed praying he’d live: namely, stop being a fucking coward and show Eddie that he’s in love with him (stupidly so) and has been for, oh, about 27 years, give or take.

He changes Eddie’s bandages. He makes the stupid health food that Eddie likes, even though Eddie now knows he’s not allergic to everything in the world and has a major fondness for Ding Dongs. He keeps the house clean since Eddie’s still a neat freak. He takes Eddie on long walks, asks Eddie’s thoughts on interior design and then does exactly what Eddie wants, and cues up all of Eddie’s favorite ‘80s movies like Lost Boys and Dead Poets Society.

Somehow, Eddie has failed to realize that his all translates to I want to suck your cock and also marry the fuck out of you. And Richie is at a loss.

Maybe he should just bite the bullet and say it? He’s not Ben, he’s not going to write a poem. And Stan, although adorable in his devotion to his wife, is a bit too sappy for Richie’s tastes--he’s not about to start calling Eddie ‘babylove’. But saying ‘oh hey I’ve been in love with you since I was twelve’ is kind of a lot to dump on a guy, right?

In fact, he’s wide awake debating this conundrum in his head when he hears a hoarse noise from Eddie’s bedroom.

Now, Richie’s got nightmares. Bad ones. He’s talked to Bev about it - about what he saw in the Deadlights, Eddie dead, ripped apart right in front of him, the whole horrible future unfolding - and the nightmares have lessened over time, fewer and farther between, but he still has them. Still dreams about Eddie heavy and cold underneath his hands.

Point is, he knows what nightmares sound like.

He’s up and in Eddie’s room before he can blink, and it’s only after that he wonders if he shouldn’t be here. If Eddie wouldn’t want him. But now it’s too late, he’s right by Eddie’s bed, and Eddie looks miserable, his face all pinched up the way it would get when he was talking about AIDS as a kid (Eddie’s number one childhood fear, and wow, if that metaphor wasn’t fucking obvious in hindsight).

So Richie puts his hand on Eddie’s shoulder and gently shakes him. “Hey, hey, Eddie. It’s okay, you’re safe.” Is he dreaming about dying? About being left alone in the dark? “You’re okay.”

Eddie’s eyes fly open and he flails, swinging like he’s being attacked, and he punches Richie right in the fucking jaw.

“Ow!” Richie stumbles back. “Dipshit, what the hell!?”

“Oh my God, what the fuck?” Eddie sounds exactly zero percent contrite. “You scared the shit out of me!”

“I was trying to help you! You were having a nightmare!” Only Eddie would get angry at someone for trying to help comfort him, Jesus fuck.

Eddie does look a bit contrite at that, though. “Oh.”

“Yeah, man, sounded pretty bad.” Richie rubs at his sore jaw and sits on the edge of the bed. “Nice right hook.”

“Thanks.” Eddie sighs, then looks at the clock. It’s two in the morning. “I think I’ll get some work done. Maybe clean the kitchen.”

“You’ll--what? Man, no, fuck that, you need sleep. You’re still healing.”

“Yeah, well, every time I try to sleep, I just dream about--” Eddie’s mouth snaps shut so fast it’s like he’s got lockjaw.

“...about dying?” Richie asks, wincing and hating himself even as he asks the question.

Eddie gapes at him like that’s the stupidest thing he’s ever heard Richie say. “No, you moron! About you dying!”

Now Richie’s gaping.

“Do you have any idea what it was like?” Eddie demands. “To see you like that? You had blood coming out of your nose and floating up, it was floating! Your brains were leaking out of your ears! And every time I dream I...” His voice turns into a croak. “I’m back there, and I don’t have a fence post, or I’m stuck, or something, and I can’t... I can’t save you.”

Richie lurches forward, hugging him, because he can’t not, not after that. “I’m okay, Eds. You’re never going to get rid of me. I’m like herpes.”

“You’re such an asshole,” Eddie says, but it’s weak, and he puts his arms around Richie, too.

“I dream about you,” Richie admits. “Dying. Worst fuckin’ thing. Losing you--I don’t know if I could handle it.” He could handle losing the others, but not Eddie. He might literally drink himself to death if he lost Eddie.

This might be the stupidest idea ever, but... “Hey, you want me to, uh, sleep here? Just... y’know, maybe it’ll help.”

Eddie pulls back and Richie expects a no, maybe even an annoyed joke, but Eddie just... nods. Shy, almost.

So Richie climbs in, and he tries to maintain his distance, he really does, but Eddie’s so warm and his body’s mostly healed so he doesn’t have to exclusively sleep on his back anymore propped up with some pillows, and it turns out Eddie’s kind of an octopus in bed and Richie doesn’t mind at all and he’s very warm and...

...and he’s so fucking groggy when he wakes up that for a second he can’t remember his name or where the fuck he is.

A few breaths later he’s sorted it out. Eddie’s the warm weight wrapped around him. That coconut smell is Eddie’s hair, from his shampoo. The light currently trying to kill him is from the sun, because it’s morning. He’s in his spare bedroom, in his house.

“Sorry,” Eddie mumbles, and to Richie’s horror he starts to pull away. “I can...”

Richie’s arms tighten around him before Eddie can get any further. “No, it’s okay, it’s... uh, I...” For fuck’s sake. “I like it. I want, uh, I want this. If I had my way we’d sleep every night all wrapped around each other like hibernating rattlesnakes.”

Yeah, no, he is not romantic in the slightest. What kind of fucking metaphor is that?

Eddie blinks his big brown eyes up at Richie, those fuckin’ doe eyes that make Richie want to do stupid things like do a handstand if it’ll make Eddie notice, make Eddie laugh. “You... mean that?”

Richie nods. “I mean. We’d do other things at night, too. But like. Once we got to the sleeping part, that’s how it’d happen.”

Smooth, Trashmouth. No wonder he’s such a Casanova. If he didn’t have his hands full of Eddie he’d smack himself in the face.

And Eddie - Eddie is so much braver than anyone, including himself, believes - and he pushes himself up, a soft, shy smile tugging up the corner of his mouth, and he presses that smile right up against Richie’s lips.

Richie’s pretty sure he hears a goddamn chorus of bells.

“Wow, Eds, should’ve known that after all my efforts it was snuggling in bed with you that gave you the hint.”

“Efforts?” Eddie stares at him incredulously. “What efforts? I’ve been walking around in my shorts and all those tight shirts and you never fucking took the hint.”

“That was on purpose!?”

“Of course it was on purpose! You think I wear shirts that tight for comfort!?”

“You think I clean the house all the time for shits and giggles!? You think I buy kale because I like it!?”

“Oh my God,” Eddie says, and then he kisses Richie again, possibly to shut him up, but then they just... keep kissing, all wrapped around each other, and Richie’s so fucking happy that if he really was a rattlesnake he’d be rattling his tail.

Or something.

Do snakes wag their tails when they’re happy? Or is that just dogs?

Whatever. Richie’s not a romantic, not by most people’s standards, but if you ask Eddie (and people do, constantly) offering to cuddle someone to help with their nightmares is pretty romantic, and Eddie’s the only person whose standards Richie cares about.

[faggy-dog]

HAPPY OCTOBER, it's the best time of year!! Starting today Sun 10/1 with GOOD MADAM, The Deadlights Theater has a month of movies about WITCHES!!! Join us for a:

BLACK SABBATH

If you'd like to join a discord of like-minded horror and genre freaks, check out Gretchen's patreon! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

[vodkaandsnakes]

On this day, April 14, in Type O Negative history:

Type O Negative play Wings Stadium with Queensryche in Kalamazoo, MI (1995)

Type O Negative play The Chance with Drain STH and Stuck Mojo in Poughkeepsie, NY (1997)

Type O Negative play the Roseland Theater with Coal Chamber, Full Devil Jacket, and The Deadlights in Portland, OR (2000)

Type O Negative play Granada Theater with Celtic Frost and Brand New Sin in Lawrence, KS (2007)

[rawresparza]

hey! do you have the scene where richie yells at It, then gets caught by the deadlights, and then knocked out when Eddie saves him? i can’t find the full scene anywhere thank you either way :)

I doooo, I posted only part of it before so here’s the full scene. I cut it off before THAT part happens, though, because there’s enough emotional whiplash from seeing Richie step up to Pennywise to seeing him completely at Pennywise’s mercy. It made my stomach drop in the theater ahaha 😩😩 Also, Eddie finding his courage because seeing Richie like that is just the last straw... chef’s kiss.

[brookstonalmanac]

Events 2.12

1404 – The Italian professor Galeazzo di Santa Sophie performed the first post-mortem autopsy for the purposes of teaching and demonstration at the Heiligen–Geist Spital in Vienna. 1429 – English forces under Sir John Fastolf defend a supply convoy carrying rations to the army besieging Orléans in the Battle of the Herrings. 1502 – Isabella I issues an edict outlawing Islam in the Crown of Castile, forcing virtually all her Muslim subjects to convert to Christianity. 1502 – Vasco da Gama sets sail with 15 ships and 800 men from Lisbon, Portugal on his second voyage to India. 1541 – Santiago, Chile is founded by Pedro de Valdivia. 1593 – Japanese invasion of Korea: Approximately 3,000 Joseon defenders led by general Kwon Yul successfully repel more than 30,000 Japanese forces in the Siege of Haengju. 1689 – The Convention Parliament declares that the flight to France in 1688 by James II, the last Roman Catholic British monarch, constitutes an abdication. 1733 – Georgia Day: Englishman James Oglethorpe founds Georgia, the 13th colony of the Thirteen Colonies, by settling at Savannah. 1771 – Gustav III becomes the King of Sweden. 1817 – An Argentine/Chilean patriotic army, after crossing the Andes, defeats Spanish troops at the Battle of Chacabuco. 1818 – Bernardo O'Higgins formally approves the Chilean Declaration of Independence near Concepción, Chile. 1825 – The Creek cede the last of their lands in Georgia to the United States government by the Treaty of Indian Springs, and migrate west. 1832 – Ecuador annexes the Galápagos Islands. 1855 – Michigan State University is established. 1889 – Antonín Dvořák's Jakobín is premiered at National Theater in Prague 1894 – Anarchist Émile Henry hurls a bomb into the Cafe Terminus in Paris, killing one person and wounding 20. 1909 – The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP) is founded. 1909 – New Zealand's worst maritime disaster of the 20th century happens when the SS Penguin, an inter-island ferry, sinks and explodes at the entrance to Wellington Harbour. 1912 – The Xuantong Emperor, the last Emperor of China, abdicates. 1915 – In Washington, D.C., the first stone of the Lincoln Memorial is put into place. 1919 – The Second Regional Congress of Peasants, Workers and Insurgents is held by the Makhnovshchina at Huliaipole. 1921 – Bolsheviks launch a revolt in Georgia as a preliminary to the Red Army invasion of Georgia. 1924 – George Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue received its premiere in a concert titled "An Experiment in Modern Music", in Aeolian Hall, New York, by Paul Whiteman and his band, with Gershwin playing the piano. 1935 – USS Macon, one of the two largest helium-filled airships ever created, crashes into the Pacific Ocean off the coast of California and sinks. 1946 – World War II: Operation Deadlight ends after scuttling 121 of 154 captured U-boats. 1946 – African American United States Army veteran Isaac Woodard is severely beaten by a South Carolina police officer to the point where he loses his vision in both eyes. The incident later galvanizes the civil rights movement and partially inspires Orson Welles' film Touch of Evil. 1947 – The largest observed iron meteorite until that time creates an impact crater in Sikhote-Alin, in the Soviet Union. 1947 – Christian Dior unveils a "New Look", helping Paris regain its position as the capital of the fashion world. 1961 – The Soviet Union launches Venera 1 towards Venus. 1963 – Construction begins on the Gateway Arch in St. Louis, Missouri. 1963 – Northwest Orient Airlines Flight 705 crashes into the Everglades shortly after takeoff from Miami International Airport, killing all 45 people on board. 1965 – Malcolm X visits Smethwick near Birmingham following the racially-charged 1964 United Kingdom general election. 1968 – Phong Nhị and Phong Nhất massacre. 1974 – Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1970, is exiled from the Soviet Union. 1983 – One hundred women protest in Lahore, Pakistan against military dictator Zia-ul-Haq's proposed Law of Evidence. The women were tear-gassed, baton-charged and thrown into lock-up. The women were successful in repealing the law. 1988 – Cold War: The 1988 Black Sea bumping incident: The U.S. missile cruiser USS Yorktown (CG-48) is intentionally rammed by the Soviet frigate Bezzavetnyy in the Soviet territorial waters, while Yorktown claims innocent passage. 1990 – Carmen Lawrence becomes the first female Premier in Australian history when she becomes Premier of Western Australia. 1992 – The current Constitution of Mongolia comes into effect. 1993 – Two-year-old James Bulger is abducted from New Strand Shopping Centre by two ten-year-old boys, who later torture and murder him. 1994 – Four thieves break into the National Gallery of Norway and steal Edvard Munch's iconic painting The Scream. 1999 – United States President Bill Clinton is acquitted by the United States Senate in his impeachment trial. 2001 – NEAR Shoemaker spacecraft touches down in the "saddle" region of 433 Eros, becoming the first spacecraft to land on an asteroid. 2002 – The trial of Slobodan Milošević, the former President of the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia, begins at the United Nations International Criminal Tribunal for the former Yugoslavia in The Hague, Netherlands. He dies four years later before its conclusion. 2002 – An Iran Airtour Tupolev Tu-154 crashes in the mountains outside Khorramabad, Iran while descending for a landing at Khorramabad Airport, killing 119. 2004 – The city of San Francisco begins issuing marriage licenses to same-sex couples in response to a directive from Mayor Gavin Newsom. 2009 – Colgan Air Flight 3407 crashes into a house in Clarence Center, New York while on approach to Buffalo Niagara International Airport, killing all on board and one on the ground. 2016 – Pope Francis and Patriarch Kirill sign an Ecumenical Declaration in the first such meeting between leaders of the Catholic and Russian Orthodox Churches since their split in 1054. 2019 – The country known as the Republic of Macedonia renames itself the Republic of North Macedonia in accordance with the Prespa agreement, settling a long-standing naming dispute with Greece.

[yikestripes]

Once

a/n: OKAY here’s the losers club x dead ghost reader request!!! sorry it took so long to get up anon, but i really really hope you like it!!!

“I just wanted to call this meeting of the Loser’s Club to order, and raise my glass to the two greatest friends and happiest people who unfortunately couldn’t be with us tonight.” Bill said, raising his glass with a shaky hand. Everyone at the table looked at the two empty seats, feeling somewhat guilty. One was intentionally left, the other definitely was not, and was even less planned. Bev wiped away a small tear, and took a long sip of her beer. The moment each of the Losers besides Mike had moved out of Derry, all the memories from their childhood had been forgotten. Especially the summer of 1989. That was something not a single one of the losers’ had ever planned on delving back into, if they had a choice in the matter. (Y/N) (Y/L/N), a kind-hearted person with their soul on fire, had passed that fateful day in the sewer, at the hands of the goddamn clown.

“Beverly!” (Y/N) screamed upon seeing their best friend floating among the trash of the cistern. They looked frantically to Bill, Richie, and then Ben, searching for some sort of support in the way of getting Bev down.

“Here, climb up on my shoulders!” Bill said finally. (Y/N) looked skeptical, as if they were afraid Bill wouldn’t be able to do it, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and Bill was a lot stronger than he appeared. He hoisted (Y/N) onto his shoulders and they were able to grab Beverly’s ankle. They pulled her to the ground, her eyes iced over in a milky white fashion, her irises barely visible.

“Bev?” (Y/N) whispered, their voice cracking. No response. “Bev!”

“(Y/N) stop, shaking her isn’t working.” Richie put a gentle hand on (Y/N)’s shoulder, and guided them away, where they sat miserably. (Y/N) couldn’t help but feel this was all their fault. They should’ve kept a closer eye on Beverly, she was their best friend. (Y/N) shouldn’t have left her alone after the day of the fight. Richie left (Y/N)’s side, and rejoined the others in their efforts to wake Beverly up. They were all completely distracted, leaving an unsuspecting (Y/N) vulnerable. She watched as Ben kissed her, bringing her back to life, just as Pennywise was able to grab (Y/N).

Bill gulped down about half of his beer, and grimaced as he sat back down. The tension in the room was almost suffocating; being surrounded by strangers who were once your entire world, two lives stopped in the middle of a sentence, and six others that felt immense guilt that they could never quite shake, even before returning to Derry.

“Well, now that things are awkward, how is everyone doing?” Richie joked, attempting to cut the tension back a bit. Eddie just kinda looked at him, while the others stared into their quickly emptying glasses.

Everyone was not only remembering (Y/N), but Stanley Uris as well. Stanley, the Jewish boy with a strange sense of humor, who was extremely bright and very shy, and was the most different after the encounter in the sewers. He was separated. The only one who was separated. They found the woman who had been haunting his nightmares for a very long time preparing to eat his face, and was in the midst of it when they found Stanley, crying and shivering, screaming about how they had left him, and they weren’t really his friends. Patty Uris, and later Beverly, had confirmed he had in fact died at his own hands, after the phone call he received from Mike.

As the evening bore on, and more drinks and food began circling around the table, the Losers quickly became re-acquainted. Bill was a famous author, who couldn’t write a book ending for shit. Beverly was in fashion with her abusive husband, Ben was a rich architect, and Richie did was Richie did best, telling jokes. Doing voices. All of the Losers were moderately successful, but none truly happy in their own lives. Eddie had married a woman who was exactly like his mother, constantly worrying about him and his safety, not to mention coddling him. Mike had stayed behind in Derry and became the town historian, never leaving behind the traumatic memories as the other Losers had been fortunate to do.

“Yeah,” Ben grinned as he took a bite of his dinner. “(Y/N) was the best. She was always looking out for us.” The other Losers smiled fondly, and as you watched from a distance, you smiled too.

----------------------------

As the 6 Losers’ descended into the cavern, they each felt sick to their stomachs. Richie had violently thrown up not long ago, after sinking a hatchet into the back of Henry Bowers’ head. They’d made it this far, what did they have to lose?

So much more than they expected, unfortunately.

As they group got closer and closer to the face off with the demonic clown that had been terrorizing them since they were just 13 years old, each member couldn’t help but feel as though they weren’t alone, besides being surrounded by 5 other people from their childhood club.

The truth was your spirit had been trapped in the caverns for 27 years, unable to be at  peace until Pennywise was destroyed, and you saw that your friends had made it out safely.

“Are we all ready?” Mike asked, looking to the others. “Did you all get your tokens?”

“Mine is something I’ve kept with me every day for, uh, 27 years.” Ben said quietly, tossing the old yearbook page with solely the signature of Beverly Marsh into the flames.

Eddie took a quick final puff from his inhaler, and threw it in without a word.

“Yeah. I, uh, got a token from the Capitol Theater.” Richie sighed, throwing the token into the small fire.

“Dude, that’s metal, that’s gonna take forever to burn.” Eddie said, turning to Richie.

“Well yeah but so will your inhaler, plus the fumes from the plastic and stuff.”

“Same for Mikey’s rock, it’s-” Mike cut Eddie off by reaching out to join hands, just as they had when you were children, that day at the Quarry. The blood oath.

You stood behind Richie and allowed your hand to come to rest on his shoulder. You felt him tense up a little bit under your touch, but he kept his eyes closed and chanted with the others, quietly.

Slowly, they got louder and louder, as the deadlights began descending into the ritual box.

You removed your hand from Richie’s shoulder and stayed back, waiting with bated breath to see if the creature would finally be vanquished.

“Why isn’t this working?!” Someone screamed out.

“Keep chanting!” Mike yelled back.

They continued chanting, but to no avail. The Ritual of Chud had not worked.

The sound of someone -or something- snickering came from the misshapen shape behind the Losers, and out came Pennywise mixed with some sort of spider creature.

Mike looked like he was ready to cry, and the others immediately turned to him angrily.

“Tell them why your silly little ritual didn’t work!” Pennywise was saying, slowly circling the Losers club.

“Fuck Mikey, you lied to us again?!!” Bill rang out, sprinting in the opposite direction.

You narrowed your eyes, prepared to do everything in your power to help your friend’s one last time.

Holding your nonexistent breath, you watched as the Losers scrambled and avoided Pennywise’s claw-like daggers and pincers.

Everything was happening so fast, no one was sure what was happening. One minute everyone was running, then they all disappeared, hiding. Pennywise was getting frustrated and bored, they weren’t putting up the sort of fight he had been hoping for.

“Wanna play truth or dare? Here's a truth, you're a sloppy bitch! Yippee ki yaya mother f...” Richie yelled to distract the clown. Pennywise whipped around and opened It’s mouth, revealing the very deadlights that had entrapped Beverly all those years ago.

“NO!” You screamed, not prepared to watch the Loser’s lose anyone else, the way they had lost you.

Eddie looked down at the jagged piece of metal in his hands and repeated to himself what Beverly had said to him probably not even an hour ago.

“It kills monsters if you believe it does.” Eddie heaved the jagged thing as hard as he could, hitting Pennywise directly in the throat, and releasing Richie from the deadlights.

Richie hit the ground with a thud, rendering him unconscious.

“Richie, wake up! I did it, I did it Richie!” Eddie was grinning, shaking the man beneath him.

“EDDIE WATCH OUT!” You screeched, launching yourself in place of Eddie to distract the clown demon from his initial target.

Eddie rolled out of the way as Pennywise, though confused and angry, still aimed directly for Eddie’s chest.

“(Y/N)?! (Y/N)?!?!” He spluttered, not believing his own eyes.

He’d seen a lot of things in his life, but not once did he ever expect to see you after the funeral.

Hell, he hadn’t even remembered you until a few days ago, let alone recognized you from another world.

Richie was finally semi-conscious, and didn’t believe his eyes.

“Man, I must’ve really hit my head hard, I’m seeing (Y/N) again!” He said, rubbing the spot where he knocked his head on the rock.

“MOVE!” You screeched, attempting to stop Pennywise’s dagger attacks as best you could. He was still sputtering some fiery substance from where the metal pole had made contact, but that hadn’t stopped him quite yet.

From across the cavern, Bill rubbed his eyes incredulously. He thought he had seen you, with your (Y/H/C) hair flowing and your eyes burning, the same way they had when you were 13 years old.

Bill thought he had hit his head, or was seeing some sort of Pennywise-induced vision, or maybe some after effects from whatever root Mike had slipped into his drink a few days prior.

Mike smiled next to Bill, fully knowing you’d been around for quite some time. You’d visited him in a few different dreams on a couple occasions, reminding him that the 27 years had almost been up by the time Mike was seeing you again.

Beverly and Ben had been separated from the rest of the Loser’s and were wandering around a different part of the cavern.

Eddie still looked confused, trying to ask you several questions as you fended off Pennywise.

“Mike! You know exactly how to defeat this bitch, PLEASE! Wrack your brain, I can’t hold him off forever! I’m sorry!” You cried, quickly losing leverage.

Mike’s eyes widened as he recalled something very, very important that the Derry Natives had imparted onto him; “All living things must abide by the laws of the shape they inhabit.”

As Pennywise was still trying to get around (Y/N) in an attempt to gain access to Richie and Eddie, Mike stood up from his hiding space.

“We have to make him believe he’s small,” Mike said as the others joined him.

“Me? SMALL? I’m the eater of WORLDS!” Pennywise laughed.

“You sure about that, big guy?” You asked.

“I’m the EATER OF WORLDS!” He repeated, shrinking back slightly, snapping a pincer in Eddie’s direction.

“No you’re not, you’re just a clown.” Mikey said, advancing.

“EATER OF WORLDS!” Pennywise said again, a look of fear flashing across his features.

“CLOWN! CLOWN! CLOWN!” The Loser’s chanted, getting closer and closer.

“You’re just a stupid fucking clown.” You said from behind the Losers. Pennywise crumbled quicker and quicker, making feeble attempts to make the Losers stop. Mike proceeds to rip out his heart, and as they finally unite, the Losers crush the heart of the demonic clown together, and their nightmare is over. Finally.

Especially (Y/N).

The Losers’ turned from Pennywise’s smouldering ashes to face you, who began to glow.

“Thank you, guys. I’ll see you all in the future,” You said, tears streaming down your pale face.

They all smiled in a sad, confused sort of sense. None of them understood how they were able to see you again, or process the fact that you were able to help them by distracting Pennywise, then remind Mike of the missing piece.

You scanned the Losers over one final time, committing them to memory as you finally, and joyously ascended; only to be met by one Stanley Uris.

[liesyousoldme]

a compilation of reasons i dislike chapter 2:

problems with eddie’s characterization:

they reduced him to a germaphobe with mommy issues. we can talk all day about the tiny things that allude to his sexuality but at the end of the day, it is meant to go over the audience’s head. i want more than being thrown tiny inconclusive scraps about this character. the miniseries did a better job with him. eddie is the reason i love the book so much, because there’s so much contextual evidence that he’s gay and repressing his sexuality, that he equates being gay with being sick/diseased, that he worries about religion and being sent to hell for being sick and delicate, that he gets stuck in a cycle of abuse and marries a woman who, like his mother, makes him believe he’s sick and delicate and weak, that keeps him afraid of everything but he manages to break out of that and leave. i know for a fact if he’d survived eddie wouldn’t have gone back to myra. and both times in the sewers he proved his bravery in the face of some of his worst fears. “i’m doin the mash potatoes all over it and i got a broken arm!” “this is battery acid fucknuts!” and yet the movie portrays him as someone who almost lets richie die just so his final act of bravery is more cinematic. he loves his friends and literally is willing to die to protect them. and after he saves richie and bill and he’s dying and looking at richie, he literally let’s go of all the anxiety and fear and shame and is more himself than he ever had been and he’s about to tell richie that when he dies. his last moments were moments of self acceptance and peace. he’s such a multifaceted character, he’s so brave and he overcomes so much, he’s so fucking strong (he fucking takes bowers down! he laughs when bowers breaks his arm! he goes into the sewers with a broken arm both times!) and he deserved better than what this movie gave him.

he’s too harsh. eddie’s much softer than he’s portrayed. he can snap, sure, he’s emotionally reactive, but he isn’t just constantly going off, and the only time i can recall him being mean to richie is during the conversation about kids and that’s more that he feels backed into a corner and embarrassed and richie pushes the exact wrong button. i mean, this is eddie kaspbrak, who taught ben that when one person says “see you later aligator” the other person says “after a while crocodile”. his teasing with richie has more of a playful tone than the angry one the movie has - in fact some of the times that he teases richie back he’s actually laughing (and richie makes eddie “shriek with laughter” quite a few times which seems to never happen in the movies). he’s not constantly making snide remarks, he’s pretty chill when he’s with the losers, honestly. and one of the biggest differences is his bravery. both times in the sewers on their way to the lair eddie literally says “i’m scared,” and yet when the eye attacks he’s the one that fights back and gets the others to fight as well. he’s the one yelling at bill that georgie isn’t real. he’s afraid the entire time but he doesn’t hesitate when one of his friends needs him and when richie and bill are dying in the end, the moment he hears richie’s voice asking for help he doesn’t hesitate to attack. he loves his friends dearly and knows from the time he’s a kid that he would die for them. i liked ch 1 eddie, they gave him a little more sass and a little more bite, but it was like andy saw how much people liked eddie and turned the dial up from sass level 10 to sass level 1000 and it just didn’t work. it wasn’t him. i won’t even lie, when i left the theater the first time one of the things i was angry about was that he honestly wasn’t very likeable. i literally watched this movie and didn’t like my favorite character. and i’ve softened over time, there are parts that i appreciate now, but there are a lot of moments that make me cringe because it’s just so not eddie and it’s not even someone i would like as a character if i hadn’t read the book.

eddie thinks his fatal flaw is that sometimes he doesn’t think he’s delicate at all. he literally feels like he needs to be protected from his own “dim intimations of bravery”. in the book his brave moments are Big and Loud. for instance when he attacks the eye he calls the others pussies and screams IM DOIN THE MASHED POTATOES ALL OVER IT AND I GOT A BROKEN ARM! and he starts cursing at the eye and keeps yelling and screaming at it. when he sprays his aspirator at the spider it describes him letting out a yell that was shocking to hear from eddie kaspbrak’s mouth, from eddie kaspbrak’s lungs. he has these major moments and because he’s spent his whole life believing himself to be delicate it creates this powerful emotional punch. his softness is more personality-based - he’s kind and loving and fun, he likes to joke around, he likes to play - but i don’t think that has to do with believing himself to be delicate. i think that’s just who he is. he can be sassy too, he can snap, too, but for the most part he’s pretty chill if not nervous, and he’s always ready to go with the rest of the group, even when he’s the injured one. but it’s the fact that he’s not afraid to be vulnerable with his friends and with the reader that juxtaposes so well with those huge moments of bravery. which is why his fear during the spiderstan scene and the “braver than you think” scene makes his attack more powerful. but if he had been that open and vulnerable person throughout the movie it would’ve meant even more. i just wish they’d turned the dial down on him by like 50%  

the ending:

if they can remove the child orgy then they can remove eddies death. if they can change the walking tours to artifacts, change the ritual of chud, change It’s final form, change the way It dies, change tom and audra’s involvement, then they could change eddies death. don’t act like it has to happen in the movie because it happened in the book. eddies walking tour was changed. eddies leper never offered him a blowjob. eddie had a different career. eddie broke his arm differently. eddie wasn’t portrayed as the bravest loser. eddies fear of going to hell was never mentioned. so don’t pretend you couldn’t change the fate of his character because it would change the story. you already changed the story in multiple major ways. just admit you don’t think lgbtq characters deserve happy endings and go eddie didn’t even fucking get to kill bowers. if you haven’t read the book when bowers attacks eddie he’s already injured mike, and he breaks eddies arm again and eddie breaks open this glass bottle and IMPALES henry and it’s an amazing moment!! and instead he got a knife in the cheek and a weird stab through a shower curtain! eddie is a fucking badass over and over and over in the book and we rarely see it in either movie. and mike doesn’t even go into the sewers as an adult, henry’s attack lands him in the hospital. on top of the fact that his parents are alive in the book. there is no “bev saw us all die” thing. bev literally never saw the deadlights in the book. there’s nothing about It being female and having to kill her eggs!!!!!! movie stan apparently wrote everyone letters! so many changes and yet…. we still keep the most homophobic part? k. this movie opens with a brutal gay bashing that made me feel physically sick because it was so graphic, immediately followed by don watching adrian get murdered by pennywise. it ends with pennywise murdering eddie right in front of richie, who has to leave his body in the sewers and never gets to confess his feelings. and we’re supposed to be happy with this “representation” because wow look r + e!!!! and one cute scene in a hammock!!!! yes, eddie and adrian die in the book. however, the way this movie was framed specifically made it bookended with two gay murders and two heartbroken gay characters. wouldn’t it be much more powerful for eddie and richie to have the happy ending that don and adrian didn’t get? eddie dying adds NOTHING to the story. and why is it eddie that dies without confessing his feelings/knowing richies feelings? why couldn’t bev or ben die without either of them confessing? why do they get a happy ending with a cute underwater kiss while richie is fucking grieving five feet away because eddie basically died on top of him? why do mike and bill get hopeful endings? it’s fucked up and in 2019 they could’ve done better. they SHOULD have done better. i left the theater feeling angry and the past few weeks have just made me feel even worse about it. this entire movie was a disservice to eddie as a character, and it’s a sucker punch if you’re lgbtq.