#I know i know not all of them would be so bichy about it

[antisociallilbrat]

i would like to hear about the history of stenbrough as a ship bc as someone who left the fandom after like two months in 2017 (<- book fan curse) i am INVESTED

Say no more *cracks knuckles*

Disclaimer: Please do not take everything I say as fact, this is just my interpretation of the ship's history through out this fandom from my perspective

Okay so let's start at the very release of the 2017 movie. There were four ships out the gate and they may surprise some people, but they were Reddie (which would quickly become the main ship runner), Bichie, and Stanlon. Billverly was a strong contender but it was quickly overshadowed by Benverly once Movie fans were made aware by Book fans that they were endgame in canon. Notice how I didn't mention Stenbrough?

I'm not saying people didn't ship it after the movie came out but it couldn't compete with Bichie or Stanlon in those first few crucial weeks. Stanlon eventually died down the level of popularity that Stenbrough was at during this time but Bichie still ran strong for a good while until eventually losing popularity the more popular Reddie got. Which brings us right into the the It fandom of early 2018.

So if Bichie was losing popularity, what do we do with Bill? Who does he smooch? Oh what about Stan? They had some romantic chemistry right? - A reddie fic writer (probably)

Stenbrough really got its popularity from being a background ship for reddie fics. I can't say why Reddie writers choose this ship more over Stanlon, maybe they actually just shipped them or maybe it had something to do with wanting to just write the core four? This is also around the time the *bad* trend came about of just disregarding Mike, Bev, and Ben, or giving them like two lines- or their tropes. Ya know, Mike the only single Loser, Ben just being Bev's Bf, and Bev being a fangirl for a core four pair.

Anyways- I need to mention this even though it makes me uncomfortable bc it was such a dark time in the It fandom that Ik we all try to forget but we can't deny it happened. Remember fack? Which did fuel the reddie ship for a couple of weirdos? Same was happening- on a smaller scale- with Jyatt. Plz someone I am literally grimacing I hate this so much. Some weirdos went "Jaeden and Wyatt are best friends in irl so now i'm going to ship them" which boiled over into Stenbrough.

OKAY MOVING ON into something so much nicer, the Stenbrough renaissance 🥰🥰

From like mid 2018 to 2019 there were so many good Stenbrough fics. Stenbrough had become popular enough to stand on its own as a ship. And I'm not saying that good fics that were solely stenbrough based weren't coming out before this, this was just when we saw a big boom of them. Also at this point in the fandom, especially late 2018 to early 2019, the fandom had died down a little. I actually took a bit of a break from the it fandom during this period. But bc the fandom had died down during those few months, other ships had some room to breathe besides Reddie, one's like Bichie and Steddie, Stanverly, Poly Losers, but mainly Stenbrough. I would dare say at this point some shippers were Reddied out (they didn't know what was coming with that 2019 movie, the resurgence) so Stenbrough was honestly, very popular.

Now let's get to the 2019 movie. Reddie once again, took its place right back on top, there was a resurgence in the It fandom. I- foolishly- went into the 2019 movie hoping to see more Bichie content that would fuel my headcannons bc I was not yet a stenbrough shipper. Still didn't change after the 2019 movie.

So the ships this time around concerning Bill and Stan were a lil different. Stanpat had more of a bearing- albeit usually always as a background ship- but Hanbrough became extremely popular. Kind of a switch from the 2017 movie with Stanlon. So honestly while Stenbrough did grow after this movie, I would argue that growth was kinda stunted by Hanbrough- which I can't say I'm mad about, that's an awesome ship as well.

And yeah Stenbrough ship held on for a while after the 2019 movie and we were still getting good fics and works for it, but I think the reason it held on for so long was because Idk- a major world event happened or something and people suddenly had more free time. Am I saying covid affect the It fandom? Abso-fucking-lutely. That's when i started writing fanfic for Stenbrough.

When did I start shipping Stenbrough? It was a mixture of being home during the pandemic and reading fics from the Stenbrough renaissance. Whoops.

Which just brings us to now bc from late 2020 to now in 2023 it's pretty much the same. Stenbrough is technically a dead ship. People still enjoy it and good fics still get written for it, but it doesn't even brush the height of it's once popularity and it never will again. Kinda depressing but I don't let it bother me too much. I'm still going to be the fool who pushes out content for it 🤷🏻

#thank you anon for encouraging my nonsense #plz anyone add to this or correct me if you have a different opinion #also anon you've peaked my curiosity the book fan curse #sam answers asks #it 2017 #it 2019 #stenbrough #bill denbrough #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrack #mike hanlon #stanley uris #ben hanscom

[skepticalarrie]

https://at.tumblr.com/gettingaphdinmomo/just-saw-a-post-quoting-harrys-wake-up-each-day/164q3z9swhri. Hey! So I just saw this persons post and this is no hate to them and I don‘t even know them but isn‘t the first verse just simply wrong ? Wasn‘t Harry with Louis in Jamaica? and I mean the we don‘t know if the thing with Carolina was him choosing that promo story right?

I‘m sorry for the many questions but it‘s so weird to see that solo Louies try everything to paint Harry as a toxic ex boyfriend and solo harries just hate on Louis with the reason „Harry would never date/marry someone who smokes…

I mean this in the least bichy way, but I don't understand why you or anyone would send me posts from people that clearly have different beliefs than I do and then ask me to fix it or explain things or convince them. I think it's the second time I get an ask about this blog only this week. So I really don't know what to tell you, love. This person clearly hates Harry.

If you're interested you can go through the following tags and form your own opinion about it: LARRY IN JAMAICA, JAY and CAROLINA. And please, I beg you all, stop turning everything into fandom drama, I don't have any interest in other sides of this fandom. I don't care what antis think, I don't care what rads think and most of the time I also don't care what other larries think... I'm here for HL and not for other fans.

#ask

[fixaidea]

Mental image of the day: Hua Cheng, Margarita Nikolaievna, Lúthien Tinúviel, Mo Ran AND Chu Wanning sitting in a bar, passing around the vodka and judging the hell out of the flaky, fair-weather love-life of everyone around them.

Like... did you die for them? At least once? Did you go to Hell for them?

Huh. Didn’t think so.

#I know i know not all of them would be so bichy about it #but it's funny #(Hua Cheng definitely tho) #tolkien #master and margarita #tgcf #erha

[cryingbilldenbrough]

bichie + late night thoughts 😳👉🏻👈🏻

hey shoutout to whoever requested this literally two years ago, hope you still want it! (btw im still alive)

“do you think the reason parks close at night is so the government can charge the birds?”

“richie please not tonight” bill groans from the bottom bunk

richie does this at least twice a week— keeps bill up for hours talking about the most inane fucking subjects

first it was sort of funny, laughing about ridiculous topics in that first week of school, when bill was still raw from leaving home for the first time in his life and when richie hadn’t yet worn him down with the endless fucking talking

(because he does talk literally all the time

he chatters while he gets ready, monologuing while he shaves his nonexistent facial hair

he talks out loud through his homework, asking bill a thousand times for help with his math

he talks while he EATS)

anyway the late night conversations were funny for the first few weeks, but now…

now bill’s riding on three hours of sleep and has class at 8am and richie wants to talk about fucking god knows what and all bill wants him to do is shut the fuck up

there’s a squeaking noise and then richie’s head is hanging upside down over the side of the bunk, his hair sticking straight up

“have you ever seen a baby pigeon, billy?” richie insists, squinting his eyes at bill in the scant moonlight coming in from their dorm window

“i know you think this is f-funny,” bill starts, and richie lets out a giggle “but i will actually kill you,”

bill moves to roll over but richie reaches down and grabs hold of his ankle, balancing with his torso dangerously over the edge

“i’m serious,” richie insists as bill kicks his leg out from his grip. he gets free but richie just leans further over and grabs it again, nails scratching the thin skin around bill’s ankle bone. “it’s all a conspiracy to keep tabs on us!”

“why,” bill starts, pushing all his annoyance into the word, “would the government want to keep tabs on YOU?”

“oh well that’s simple really,”

bill kicks again and richie squawks as his foot almost hits his head

“it’s because i’m a genius,” richie says and bill rolls back over to level him with a glare

“you?” he says flatly “you needed help making microwave mac and cheese yesterday”

“hey the directions don’t say you have to put the water in BEFORE you heat it up,” richie argues

“YES THEY DO,” bill says fervently “they absolutely do!”

and now he’s pissed

because the problem with richie is that he is un-ignorable

bill tries, he really does, not to let the kid get under his skin but it’s impossible

richie is funny and dumb and bill does like him a lot, likes him so much that he gets sucked into whatever richie wants to talk about

but its 2am and bill really really just wants to go to sleep

so he grabs his pillow and launches it at richie, aiming directly for his goofy fucking face

richie isn’t exactly an athlete AND it’s bedtime so he’s not wearing his glasses so the pillow gets him dead fucking on before he even has a moment to react

and then he’s falling ass over ankles out of the top bunk

he crashes to the floor with an almighty bang and bill jolts up out of bed, leaning over to make sure he’s okay

fuck, the RA is definitely gonna come give them hell

“shit rich,” bill says as richie groans on the ground, “you good?”

richie sucks in a deep breath, his eyes squeezed shut. the pillow is on the ground next to him and bill watches as richie reaches out and grabs it, throwing it back to bill

“ok i deserved that,” richie says “you knocked the wind out of me, who does that even?”

“i didn’t think you’d fall,” bill lies

“yes you did,”

“yeah,” bill agrees. he reaches down and pats richie’s knee comfortingly and that’s when the giggles start

he tries not to do it too loudly, in case richie’s ego is as bruised as his ass, but that doesn’t last long before he’s cracking up for real

and then richie’s giggling too, right down there on the floor surrounded by his own dirty socks that he takes off at night and throws on the ground despite bill yelling at him about it every single morning

“go back to bed,” bill says finally, when his stomach hurts and his eyes are wet from laughing tears “you have a test tomorrow,”

“how’d you know that?” richie asks, pushing himself off the floor. he flexes his shoulders and neck as if to knock out any lingering pain

“it’s on the calendar,” bill says like it’s obvious

“huh,” richie says, and then he’s climbing into bill’s bed

“what—“ bill starts as richie reaches over him to pull the blanket over himself

“if you think i’m climbing back up into that death trap bed you’re out of your mind,” richie says “if i fall again i could die”

bill opens his mouth to argue but it’s so late and he’s so tired

“you’d have a dead roommate,” richie continutes, but he’s mellowing, voice quiet and scratchy “might be nice though, i hear you automatically pass all your classes”

richie presses his feet into bill’s and they’re cold as hell

“you know, if you wore socks to bed your feet wouldn’t be icicles,” bill argues, but there’s no bite to it

richie hums in response

the rest of richie is warm at his side, and when bill turns his head to get more comfortable on the pillow everything smells like richie’s soap, sea salt and cedar

“good night billy,” richie breathes, and he throws an arm over bill’s middle, pulling himself in closer

“night, rich,” bill responds, and then sleep takes over

send me requests/headcanons/prompts!!!

#ask #anon #bichie #headcanon #it 2017 #it stephen king #the losers club #bill denbough #richie tozier #oh my god they were roommates #anyway hey im back??? #maybe???? #if i ask you guys to read a YA novel in case i start writing fanfiction for it would you??

[lightthatibecome]

"I've never done this before. I'm probably not going to be great at it." "Neither have I. But we could figure it out together." from the first kiss list would be cute for an IT couple! reddie or bichie maybe?

HELLOOOO thank you so much for this i am in Love with them 💜

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"I still haven't kissed anyone."

The room is dark, illuminated only by the silvery glow of the moon shining through the blinds. Richie feels Bill shift at the other end of the bed and brings both hands up to cover his face, mentally scolding himself for saying something like that unprompted. The silence stretches on for a few moments and he half expects it to keep going but sudden Bill's moving again and Richie can hear the bedside lamp turn on with a soft click.

"Okay," Bill starts. He sounds uncertain, and Richie forces himself to move his hands and sit up, meeting Bill's eyes briefly before he looks away. He chooses to focus on the comforter instead, picking idly at the threading in the seams. "That's not exactly a bad thing. Why…?" He doesn't finish his question, but Richie knows he's wondering where the hell the confession came from. He shrugs halfheartedly.

"We're almost seniors," he replies as if that answers the question. He knows it doesn't. He can feel Bill's eyes on him still and he throws his hands up in exasperation, looking at him again. "It's just… stupid, y'know? You had your first kiss forever ago. So did Ben and Bev! And I don't know, everyone else has probably had their first kiss too, except Eddie. Or maybe even him too! And then I'm here and I haven't kissed anyone--"

"Richie," Bill interrupts, sounding vaguely amused. Richie fixes a glare on him and then rolls his eyes as the corners of his friends lips twitch up into a barely hidden smile. "It's okay." He seems like he's going to say more but pauses for a moment, and then starts again. "We could kiss."

He looks expectant. Richie balks at that, staring incredulously for a little too long until Bill shifts under his gaze and then looks away.

"We could what," Richie says once he finally finds his voice and Bill groans. He ducks his head into his arms and Richie hurries to rectify things in case he had upset him. "Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't be offering if I didn't want to," Bill replies in a muffled voice. He picks his head up again and Richie looks pointedly away from his flushed face. "It was just a suggestion. If you don't want to, that's fine. It's just… better if it's with someone you trust, I guess. You could ask Bev if you really wanted to, maybe?"

"We can kiss," Richie cuts him off before he can keep going. He goes to move closer before faltering, and Bill blinks at him. "I've just never done this before. I'm probably… not going to be great at it."

Bill noticeably relaxes at that.

"Neither have I. Except for that time with Bev, I guess. So just never with another guy. Not because I haven't wanted to," Bill assures, with all the rambling and attempts at support that could only ever come from him. "But we could figure it out together. Uh… Just. Come here." 

The proposal to be his first kiss is such a Bill thing to say, Richie thinks to himself as he settles next to him, bumping their knees together. His heart is hammering in his chest now because Bill's looking at him, a gentle smile on his face and a fondness that seems to be emanating from him. He turns on his own knees, tucking his legs beneath them as he leans in until their noses are nearly touching. 

"Don't overthink it, Rich. It's just me," he reassures and then closes the minute distance to brush his warm lips over Richie's. Richie inhales sharply as his own eyes flutter shut and he absently brings a hand up to the side of Bill's face, just barely touching at his cheek with the tips of his fingers. It's soft and slow- time seems to fall away with everything else around them. It's probably only a minute later that they pull apart but Bill lingers in his space, smiling at him again.

"Thanks," Richie speaks up, voice hardly above a whisper. He hadn't even meant to say anything yet, but that breaks the moment and he ducks his head against Bill's shoulder, groaning as Bill laughs quietly at him. He's running a hand through his hair, pausing to toy with the soft hairs coiled at the base of his neck. His laughter holds no malice or anything remotely negative, something like adoration hidden in the sound.

"Don't laugh at me," he eventually gathers his bearings enough to say.

"It's just because I love you," Bill says easily, as if he hadn't even had to think about it. That takes Richie's breath away and he can only swallow roughly, winding his arms tightly around Bill's middle.

"I love you too."

They'll probably have to talk about this later but right now Richie's content to just sit here with him, breathing together and enjoying each other's company.

#bichie #i feel like. rusty this isnt as good as ir could be BUT i love them so much #thank you 😭 #i hope this is good!!! im thinking about them #i also started this with reddie but it kept tripping me up . but i hope you know that they all have Two Hands. in case anyone forgot #it 2017 #my writing

[themountainsays]

As a native Spanish speaker, is there any way I could ask you to make a list of terms of endearment? Like the kind you'd use for your child, your sibling etc vs your lover/spouse etc? Those can always get very confusing between languages (I think they used 'mi amor' both to a lover and to a child in the movie at least).

Oh!! Sure! By the movie you mean Encanto right? Sooooo we're talking Colombian spanish then. Because obviously each dialect has it's own particularities and I don't know much about colombian spanish. Still yeah there are some terms of endearment than I'm pretty sure are universal to the whole hispanic world.

I know "mi amor", "mi vida" and "mi cielo" all work for both partners and children, though you'd probably just say "amor", "vida" or "cielo" when talking to someone. Example: "¿Cómo estás, amor?" (How are you, love?) / "Buenas noches, vida" (good evening, life) / "Vení aca, cielito" (come here, little sky). Though now that I think about it, I only ever hear cielo/cielito used when someone is mad at you. You know how people will use diminutives when trying to control their anger? I.e "Marianita" as opposed to Mariana or "Pablito" as opposed to Pablo. So if, say, you wanted to write about Julieta scolding Mirabel, you could have her call her "cielito", "amorcito", "solcito", "chiquita/chiquitita" (little one) or just something like "Mirabelita" when she's trying to get her attention. You may also see people using more extravagant pet names like "mi corazón", "corazoncito" or "cariño" when they're mad, and they take on this agressive, mocking tone. Unless you're a grandma, in which case you throw those words around like you dgaf. Some people use them ironically among their friends. Moms and grandmas also like to say "mi tesoro", "mi corazón," "mi bebé", "mi linda/o", "bonito/a", "mi sol", " "mi cosita", (Julieta calling Mirabel "cosa linda" (pretty thing) in the film was perfectly fitting and realistic) when they're gushing over you and how much they love you, possibly while kissing you all over and snuggling with you in bed. But they wouldn't use it to casually say "hey you come here".

Actually I can't think of many romantic pet names. "Amor" and "Vida" (or "mi amor" and "mi vida" if you're feeling fancy) are simple and versatile, you can't go wrong with them. Some people use "Bebé" too but ngl it seems so cheesy to me. I can think of several for children, though. "Amor", "Vida", "Sol", "Chiqui" etc. My parents always called me "Cuchi" or "Cuchicuchi" but I think that one may be from my country 😂 no idea. Speaking of my country, I've also seen people say "Amorchi", which sounds like italian influence to me but I'm not a linguist so idk. "Michi"/"Michí" is a common petname for cats, and it has Quechua origins so afaik it's used in all the countries that were once part of the empire, and parts of the south of Colombia were under the empire's control but I have no idea how widespread it is. My favorite one is "bichito de luz" (firefly, or more literally, "bug of light") usually shortened to "bicho" or "bichi" (i.e "bug"). I think this is the one that sounds the most natural.

Then there's the controversial ones which I wouldn't advice using in english contexts because people may get the wrong idea. Man i feel weird and uncomfy mentioning them rn but given the context I think it's fine. A lot of girls are nicknamed "negra", "negri" or "negrita" all of which literally mean "black girl" or "little black girl". They are perfectly acceptable terms of endearment an carry no offensive meaning at all. They may call us that regardless of skin color. My aunt, who is white, calls her white daughter "negri" all the time. And I've had friendly teachers call me negra and negrita a lot in school. I know it may sound weird but it's super normal in my country at least, and if I saw it on a fic, I'd think they would sound very natural, but again if the rest is in english then it may not come across the way you want it to.

On a similar vein but not as bad, "gordi" (fatty) is also a term of endearment. I actually think this one is pretty cute. I've seen fanart and fanfic in which characters call Mirabel that and it comes across just fine imo. Again, it can be used for anyone and it's not offensive, unless you're using it as an insult. This applies to the previous point too: context is important and both terms can be used in friendly and unfriendly manners.

If i had to say which come across as most natural for a parent (in my country) to use on their everyday life (see: what we usually call kids in my family), I'd say they're Bichi, Cuchi, Cuchicuchi, Vida, Negri, Gordi, or just a shortened form of the kid's name. Amor is also used every now and then.

I think nicknames for friends are the hardest because each country has it's own set of terms. I know spaniards like to throw "Tío" (uncle) around as a way of saying "dude". In my country we say "Boludo" (someone with big balls, but having big balls is sometimes associated with being stupid, useless and incompetent, not with being brave), in Chile i think they say "Weon" (???? No idea what it means) and I think in México they say "Güey" (again, etymology unknown). Apparently, in Colombia they use "Parce" (which is what Antonio named his jaguar!). Not sure how you'd use it in a sentence though.

As for siblings... idk in my family we just call each other "brute", "whore", "slut", "bitch", "ugly", "rat", "trashcan", "stupid" and other insults of the sort (all in spanish ofc - respectively: bruto/a, puta* (puto means faggot), zorra, perra, feo/a, rata, basura, estúpido/a). Calling my sister or cousins anything nicer would feel weird. It's like telling your sister she's pretty, like, yes maybe she has a good fashion sense and knows how to style her own hair but lmao i'm still not calling her pretty. It's in my contract to be a little shit. I NEED to tell her she's trash (because she knows I don't mean it - she calls me a whore in return so it's fine). It would be suuuuuper weird to call your sibling or cousin "amor" or "bichi" unless there's a large age gap and you're coming from a more motherly babysitter vibe. I know like, one person who calls her sibling "amor" and if I didn't know that's just her way of showing respect I'd sideye her so bad. Now, maybe that's the vibe you're going for, maybe not. You also wouldn't usually call them "hermano/a" or "primo/a" on your everyday life. "Cousin" is not a substitute for "dude" lol. Though "primito/a" and "hermanito/a" could be used more ironically and playfully if a character is teasing another, especially if it's the oldest making fun of the youngest. It depends a lot on the person. I know cousins who call each other "Primo/a" but it's not the most common thing afaik. Different families have different vibes. My sister and I are just brutal with each other, but other siblings are nicer.

Oh and "enano/a" means dwarf, and you use it for kids younger than you. Idk if parents use it. Maybe cool parents? I get the vibe a cool aunt or uncle would use it too. It's meant to be a bit teasing, but it carries a more endearment than "ugly rat whore" which is how my sister and I usually refer to each other 😊

Terms like "mi amado/a", "mi luz", "mi alma" strike me as old-fashioned, cheesy and too extravagant, which may or may not fit the characters you're writing.

There's also the matter of gender, because different words have different forms depending on who you're talking about, and others don't. For example, "cielo" (sky) is always masculine, and you wouldn't change it to "ciela" if you were writing about a woman (some ppl do it ironically to cause cringe on purpose). Same with terms like "bicho" or "tesoro", and "gordi" and "negri" should be gender neutral. But if you're using an adjective and not a noun, like "chiquito/chiquita" or "enano/a", you'd change the gender. O for men and A for women.

This subject is difficult because it varies a lot from country to country. I didn't mention "Mijo/a" because... honestly I have no idea if Colombians use it. I think it may be a mexican or maybe central american thing, but it's a lot more localized than people seem to think. I don't know if my suggestions would work in a colombian context and if any colombian peeps out there would like to add anything y'all are more than welcome 👀

Still i hope it helps Anon 😂

#man i hope this is understandable i felt so clumsy writing it

[eddieeatsass]

If you’re accepting prompts can I get a small smutty Bichie one shot? Preferably including a lollipop and Bill with an oral fixation

I clearly don't know the definition of "small"... so here's 4k words instead uhhhhhhI'msosorry please enjoy this debauchery

Read over on AO3 or under the cut ♡

A lollipop is simply a lollipop until you give it to Bill Denbrough; when in his clutches it becomes a weapon of arousal. It would be fundamentally impossible to see Bill sucking on a lollipop and not pop a boner. Well, maybe it would be possible if you didn't have a dick, and oh what Richie would give to be in that category right now.

The thing is, Bill always seemed to have something in his mouth. He was a chronic nail biter, went through two packs of gum a day, was known to bum a cigarette off Bev every once in a while, and Richie's pretty sure he even caught him sucking his thumb one time at a sleepover.

But lollipops were by far the worst.

"My mom is gonna kill me."

Richie was snapped out of his hyper fixation, his attention pulled back into the conversation as Eddie voiced his newest worry.

"You can borrow one of my shirts if we stop by my place on the way back." Stanley offered, eyeing the big brown stain that now interrupted the pink of Eddie's sweater.

"She'll notice if I'm wearing a different shirt." Eddie objected, scrubbing at the spot with a napkin.

"We can throw yours in the wash and you'll be wearing it again by the time you go home." Beverly suggested, trying to defuse Eddie’s heightening anxiety.

"Yeah, my parents won't mind." Stan added encouragingly.

"This is the last time I ever order a chocolate shake. From now on, vanilla only." Eddie grumbled, crossing his arms stubbornly.

"Awe come on Eds, we all know you’re anything but vanilla.” Richie joked, jumping at the opportunity to think about someone else’s sex life instead of his own.

“Fuck off, Rich.” Eddie snapped back with little bite.

“It’s not a secret, we all know you’re a little freaky-”

“You’re the freak! Quit talking about my personal business!” Eddie was getting red in the face, but around him the rest of the Losers were doing little to hide their snickers. Even Bill, whose mouth pulled into a grin around that fucking lollipop.

And Richie was back to square one.

“My parents are gonna be home in a couple hours so if we want the house to ourselves, we should go now.” Stan mentioned, standing up from his spot at the corner of their booth, allowing Bill, Beverly, and Eddie to file out after him.

“So, we’re not going to the Quarry anymore?” Ben asked, sliding out of the other side of the booth and throwing an extra ten dollars on the table as a tip. He grabbed one of the complimentary lollipops that had been left with their receipt and began unwrapping it.

“We won’t have time if we want to keep Eddie alive.” Mike mentioned.

“Then perish.” Richie said, straight faced.

“We don’t all h-have to go to S-S-Stanley’s.” Bill said, drawing Richie’s attention back, once again, to his sinful mouth.

This was becoming a problem.

They ended up splitting three ways; Eddie, Stanley, and Mike went off on their attempt to save Eddie’s shirt, Ben and Beverly decided to go on to the quarry, and Richie ended up sticking with Bill after they’d both agreed that it was too hot to stick to their original plans.

Though, Richie would probably have agreed with Bill no matter what he’d decided.

They arrived at Bill’s place twenty minutes later, heaving hot breaths from their trek in the summer sun.

"You want s-s-something t-to drink?" Bill panted, toeing off his shoes at the doorway but not bothering to chastise Richie when he kept his on.

"Depends whacha got, Denbrough." Richie followed him into the kitchen, hopping up on the countertop as Bill opened the fridge.

"Coke, orange j-juice, and m-milk." Bill announced, his head hidden behind the big metal door.

"Toss me a coke." Richie decided easily, never one to pass up the opportunity for more sugar.

Bill resurfaced with two cans in hand, passing one to Richie and carrying the other across the room where he reached into the cabinet that held the straws.

"Why do you drink everything through a straw?" Richie asked, his cock giving an annoying twitch as Bill brought the straw to his lips and took a sip before answering.

"It just tastes b-better that way." Bill shrugged.

Richie could feel the joke forming in his throat before he could think better than to speak it.

"I know something else that tastes better cumming straight from the straw."

Damn his quick wit.

Bill froze, straw caught between those pretty pink lips as he stared at Richie with an unreadable expression.

"It's your penis, isn't it." Bill deadpanned.

"Yep." Richie responded, popping the 'p' at the end of his statement in sync with him hopping off the counter.

"N-not some of your best work, Rich-ch-ie." Bill teased, biting down around his straw with a flirty grin.

Richie's face flushed a violent shade of red, having to do a double take just to check that his mind hadn't hallucinated the way Bill had smiled at him. But before he could dwell on it too much, Bill retreated to the other room.

The next few hours were torture on Richie’s dick. Bill seemed to find something new to stick in his mouth every two god damn minutes. He was like a badly trained dog.

After the straw, Bill produced a box of pocky which he spent the next hour idling chewing and sucking on. When they finished off the box, he chewed on his fingernails as they watched TV. His pencil was the next victim when they decided to try and do some homework. And finally, as they abandoned their homework for video games, Bill found a toothpick, rolling it around in his mouth like he was fucking Tom Hardy.

But at least things were contained until Richie lost the game of Mario Cart and flopped back on the bed dramatically, resulting in his lollipop from earlier tumbling out of his pocket.

“You n-never ate y-y-your lollipop?” Bill noted, picking up the small, wrapped item and twirling it in his fingers.

Richie’s not sure why his throat immediately went dry.

“I sort of forgot I had it.”

Bill eyed it with interest, which interested Richie far more than it should. He cocked an eyebrow and proceeded cautiously.

“Do you want it?”

Bill’s eyes darted back to Richie’s, quickly schooling his expression as if he’d been caught.

“Only if you d-don’t.” Bill said, trying for nonchalance, but the catch in his voice betrayed him.

A long pause stretched between them, their eyes locked in an unspoken challenge.

“I’m starting to think I do, actually.” Richie responded with much more fervor than the topic demanded.

Bill watched as Richie took the lollipop from him and began unwrapping the small red sucker. The sound from their video game’s pause screen faded into the background as blood rushed past Richie’s eardrums.

Richie was vulgar, all the Losers knew that; he’d been making jokes about his dick since he first learned he had one. But this was something different. Richie wasn’t trying to be vulgar, he was trying to be… something new.

He popped the lollipop into his mouth, keeping hold of the stick so he could hollow out his cheeks and pull it back out, allowing the round candy to stretch his lips as they parted for it.

Richie continued his ministrations for another minute, keeping his eyes locked on Bill’s, whose own were locked on Richie’s mouth.

Richie, self admittedly, had no idea what he was doing. He tried to channel the pornstars he'd watched, to summon some of their sex appeal to guide him along this unfamiliar experiment. But after a moment, he realized the best person to model himself after was already sitting right in front of him.

Richie thought back to how Bill had been devouring his lollipop back at the diner, how his eyes had gone hazy, his attention far away as he moved his tongue around the sucker like it was second nature. His lips had been shiny with saliva, tinted redder than usual by the cherry flavoring.

Richie took the lollipop out of his mouth and dragged it across his lips lightly, as if he were applying lipstick. It glided easily, sticky with spit, and did the job as it left Richie with a tinted smirk.

He loosened his jaw and let it fall open, allowing his tongue to loll out to lick a stripe up the lollipop in what he hoped was a good imitation of what one would do with a cock. To be fair, Richie had never sucked a cock before, so he was blindly guessing. But it seemed to do the trick, because Bill's eyes suddenly broke from their trance, squeezing shut.

"Not f-f-fair, R-Rich..." Bill's voice was broken, mimicking something between a whine and a whisper.

"You want something to suck on, Billy?" Richie asked, surprising himself with his sure-fire tone.

Bill was still for a moment, but when he opened his eyes again, there was something new behind his blown-out black pupils. He nodded meekly, as if scared to admit anything aloud just yet.

"Well jeez, Bill. I've only got the one." Richie gestured with his lollipop, as if to prove his point. “I may have something else for you to suck on though.”

It was a poor attempt at a joke, absent of the usual air of humor that accompanied Richie’s jests. But maybe that’s because it wasn’t much of a joke at all; even though neither of them were quite ready to admit it, they could both feel the change in the air between them.

“Anything.” Bill’s voice was still quiet, but it had steadied out as if the prospect of Richie’s suggestion had sated something in him. Richie had to suppress a shiver.

Richie twisted his body to spring off the mattress, and the sudden action caused Bill to follow, moving himself to sit up on his knees and face where Richie stood at the end of the bed.

Neither of them knew how to proceed, cautious to cross the other’s boundary but excited by the new thrum in the air. Richie was the first to move.

He removed the lollipop from his mouth and place it on Bill’s nightstand before reaching forward and cupping Bill's chin, tipping his head up to lock their eyes. Moving slowly, allowing Bill time to move away if he wanted, he let the pad of his thumb gently trace the outline of rosy red lips, and Bill obediently opened under the touch. He darted his tongue out to lick at Richie's finger, wrapping around it and leading him back into his open gape. Once Richie's thumb was resting inside the warm entrance, Bill closed his lips around his knuckle, and with the most confidence Richie had ever seen on Bill, he began to suck.

It was the filthiest thing Richie had ever fucking witnessed in person, and for a moment he was sure he'd been transported to some alternate porn dimension. Bill moved like he knew exactly what he was doing. Richie wondered absently if Bill had done this before, not sucking the life out of someone's thumb, but sucking the life out of something else.

Bill's tongue licked up the sides of his finger like he was trying to catch the drips from a popsicle, and then he was biting down gently into the pad of his thumb, making Richie shiver delightfully.

He pulled off with a heave of breath before uttering four words that were enough to leave Richie speechless.

"Let me taste you." Bill begged.

Richie could have cum on the spot at the mere fact that Bill was so lust-drunk just from sucking on his finger that he didn't even stutter. But if he did, he'd miss out on probably the best blowjob of his life (the only blowjob of his life, thus far), so he had to keep it together.

Now, let it be known that Richie isn't proud of how quickly he whipped out his dick. There was no grace, no sensual teasing or tantalizing movements; it was all fumbling fingers and uncoordinated shimmies as he struggled to get his dick to hit the air before Bill somehow decided to change his mind.

"Uh... Taa-daaaaa." Richie pointed in the direction of his erection with two unsure hands, an awkward moment passing until Richie glanced upwards.

Bill wore an amused smirk when Richie reverted his attention back to him. It was endearing, but Richie already missed the blissed out, desperate expression he'd had not mere seconds ago.

So, Richie decided he would just have to do better. If he wanted to wipe that smirk off Bill’s face, he’d have to step up. No more awkwardness or unsure movements, Richie needed to take control.

Besides, his life moto was "fake it 'till you make it", why couldn't it apply here as well?

Richie willed his hand to stop shaking before he reached out and carded his fingers through familiar auburn locks, pushing them off Bill's forehead and holding them back with a firm grip. That same grip allowed him to pull Bill's head forward, leading him until he was right in front of Richie's cock.

That look that Richie was chasing slowly began to filter back in. Bill's eyes glazed over as he gazed down at the leaking head being offered to him, his jaw going slack as he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, and finally his whole body followed as it slumped forward with the first lick to Richie's head.

Richie felt drunk, his own head swimming with arousal and a lack of blood flow. Bill looked so good like this; Richie wasn't sure he would ever recover from the image.

But if looks alone were enough to kill, the feeling of Bill's mouth must have summoned him back from the afterlife just to murder him a second time.

When this was all over and Richie had had his brains blown out of him, literally, he was gonna have a lot of questions for Bill. Mainly, had he done this before, and if not, then where the hell had he learned to do that thing with his tongue.

It wasn't long before Bill ceased his lapping and moved to take Richie into his mouth in full. Richie wasn't one to brag (a lie he told himself) but he could physically see the strain on Bill's jaw as it struggled to open wide enough to take his whole cock. Though, if Richie were being honest with himself, it probably had more to do with the size of Bill's mouth than the size of Richie's appendage. But for the moment he allowed himself the ego-boost.

"Bill, jesus fuck, that feels good..." Richie's own voice came out unfamiliar to him, wavering far more than he'd have liked. He cleared his throat and tried again.

"You've always looked good with something between your lips, but fuck, it's like you were made for this."

Bill disconnected from Richie's cock with a wet slurp and Richie had to swallow down the noise his body tried to make in response.

"S-s-so you w-were staring at the d-diner earlier." Bill's gaze was mischievous, as if he'd caught Richie in a lie and now he'd earned himself a prize.

"I'm pretty sure everyone was staring, Billy. You were basically fellatio-ing the damn lollipop."

"F-fellatio-ing isn't a word R-Richie."

"I'm the one getting fellatio'd right now, I think I'd know."

"Well, you won't be for m-m-much longer i-if you keep making up w-w-words."

"How do I shut you up? Where's your off button."

Bill glanced down at the cock still held in his hand, and then slowly raked his eyes back up Richie's form. The implication was clear, and Richie was more than happy to oblige.

Richie replaced Bill's hand with his own, his other flying back into Bill's hair to pull him closer. He led Bill back to the head of his cock, taking a moment to paint his lips with the pre-cum that had pearled at the slit. Bill's lips felt like velvet as he rubbed himself against them, but it wasn't nearly enough.

“Open.” Richie commanded, honestly surprised when he was met with obedience instead of a snarky remark. It made his cock twitch as it entered Bill’s mouth.

No more accurate definition of euphoria came to mind as Richie sunk into the heat of Bill’s mouth, shuddering as every inch of his cock was enveloped. Bill kept his eyes squeezed shut as he willed his jaw to take everything Richie was giving him.

When Richie felt the head of his cock reach resistance, he still had about half of his shaft exposed. There was nowhere else to go unless Richie was going to start feeding it down Bill’s throat, and while that thought did make a new rush of arousal flood his body, he didn’t think now would be the best time to try it.

At the pause in movement, Bill opened his eyes, blinking away tears that had gathered along his eyelashes. Richie could see the cogs turning in Bill’s head as he assessed the situation in front of him in the same way Bill problem solved every roadblock he encountered: with reckless determination.

Bill tried to move himself forward, quickly realizing his mistake as his gag reflex kicked in. The resulting noise was so much hotter than it had any right to be, and Richie had to physically hold himself back from trying to trigger it again.

In stubborn acceptance, Bill brought his hand up to circle around the rest of the shaft he couldn’t fit inside his mouth. Richie loosened his grip on Bill’s hair to allow him to move however he needed, and instantly Bill’s head began bobbing in tandem with small twists of his wrist.

“Holy shit, ahhhhh- what the fuck D-Denbrough.” Richie’s words spilled out in a rush, tripping over themselves with a quiver.

Bill pulled back until only the crown of Richie’s cock laid between his lips, setting his tongue to work at the slit as if he could coax out more of Richie’s pre-cum just like that. When Richie’s thighs began to quake, Bill tilted his head and moved ever so slightly so his tongue could lap at the soft tissue that connected Richie’s head to the rest of his cock.

Richie released a sound that would have been embarrassing in any other circumstance, high-pitched and needy in tone. It only seemed to make Bill move faster.

Bill moved back down the shaft, running his tongue along what he could reach, his hand working the rest. He began picking up pace, flitting his eyes open and gazing up at Richie with pure lust-blown pupils.

Richie had a flashback to earlier that day, watching Bill suck on his lollipop with poorly feigned innocence, juxtaposed with the debauched expression he wore now. There was no fooling anyone, Bill wanted this. He needed this. He’d probably needed it for a long time, and that thought spurred Richie on.

“You wanna taste me, huh?” Richie began thrusting in time with Bill, punching a pleasured moan out of him. He chanced a glance down at Bill’s lap for the first time since they’d begun fooling around and noticed the bulge straining to escape his jeans. It gave Richie even more satisfaction to know Bill was deriving just as much pleasure from this as he was.

“Bet I taste better than that fucking lollipop, ahhh, fuck-” Richie’s thrusts were getting unsteady. He could see drool escaping the corners of Bill’s mouth as he struggled to keep up with Richie’s pace.

Richie was getting close, the warmth in his belly coming to a boil as the heat around him become too much to bear. Richie pulled his shirt up, holding it bunched to his chest so he would have a better view of Bill’s face as he swallowed Richie’s cum.

That thought is what finally pushed Richie over the edge, screaming out a delayed warning that did neither of them much good as Richie’s cock was already emptying into Bill’s mouth.

Thankfully, Bill didn’t seem to mind the lack of a warning, doubling his efforts to suck Richie through his orgasm, taking more of him in than he had been able to before.

Reckless determination.

Richie was squeezing his eyes so tight that stars began to illuminate the black sky behind his lids. A fuzzy feeling accompanied them, starting in his head and spreading through his limbs. It mixed with the overwhelming pleasure in each of his nerve endings, dizzying him with overwhelming sensations, and then there was nothing.

Richie thinks he must have blacked out for a second because suddenly he’s splayed across Bill's bed, staring up at the ceiling. His fingertips were still tingling, and his throat was dry and hoarse, but those were the only indications that what just happened hadn't just been a dream.

Richie propped himself up on his elbows, looking around the room in an attempt to piece things together. Bill was nowhere to be found, which made Richie entertain the dream idea even more. He could have fallen asleep on Bill’s bed, had a wet dream inspired by Bill's casual affair with lollipops… he probably moaned in his sleep and scared Bill off, even.

“Drink.”

Richie nearly jumped out of his skin as Bill suddenly appeared beside him.

“Holy fuck, Casper! Warn a guy!”

A cup of water was thrust into Richie’s hands, and without having to think much about it he brought it to his lips and downed a generous amount. His throat thanked him immediately.

“What were you m-m-mutt-ttering about?” Bill asked, hopping on to the bed beside Richie and causing the mattress to wobble them both slightly.

“I was just… trying to figure something out…” Richie raked his eyes up and down Bill’s form, trying to find any sign that he’d actually had Richie’s cock down his throat not even five minutes ago, but the boy looked as kempt as usual.

“Okay, w-well once you figure it out, can y-y-you put your dick b-back in your pants? Georgie is gonna b-be home soon.”

Richie blanched, moving comically slow as he looked down at his lap, revealing that his dick was, as stated, very much not in its confines.

Bill shifted beside him, and it was enough to shake Richie out of his ‘holy shit that actually happened it wasn’t just a dream bill denbrough is a fucking dick sucking god’ epiphany.

Once he was all tucked back in and had finished the glass of water Bill had generously (and forcefully) provided, he finally allowed himself to look at his friend again.

Bill was already watching him, a gentle smile playing on his features as he rolled the lollipop from earlier around in his mouth.

“You’re fucking insatiable, you know that?” Richie’s heart was thrumming in his chest, unanswered questions clawing to get out. But before he had a chance to ask them, Bill removed the candy from his mouth just long enough to lean forward and capture Richie’s lips in a kiss.

It was a little shy, a little tender; the complete opposite from the way Bill’s mouth worked itself along his cock. Richie decided that he liked it that way.

When Bill pulled back, they were both red enough to rival the lollipop in Bill’s hand, which he wasted no time in replacing between his lips.

“By th-the w-way,” Bill began, settling into Richie’s side and reaching for his controller to unpause their game. “You d-don’t taste better th-th-than a lollipop.” That playful smile was back on Bill’s lips.

“I guess I can’t compete with artificial cherry flavor.” Richie conceded, following Bill’s lead and retrieving his own controller.

“I still like you b-better.” Bill stated with so much certainty that Richie felt his whole world solidify.

#bichie #bill denbrough #richie tozier #bichie fanfic #bichie fanfiction #bichie smut #bichie lemon #my writing

[nblesbianbenhanscom]

Kasprough&51 and/or bichie&76 for the Drabble asks?🥺

I need you to pretend we are dating…

***

Sitting in the library, Bill frowns at his work. He’s in the middle of editing a story, and something feels off although he’s not sure what or why.

He jumps when Richie slams his book bag down next to him on the table. Other people turn to glare but no one says anything, just returns to their work. Finals are upon them and they don’t have time to fuck around.

“I am so over this week,” Richie mumbles.

“Same.” Bill rubs his eyes and leans back. “You got a lot of work to do?”

Richie shrugs. “Just some math, and I’ve got the outline for Heller’s essay done, but I still need to write it.”

“Dude! That’s due in like three days!”

Richie shrugs him off. “It’s fine.”

Bill just sighs and closes his computer. “I give up for today. You wanna get some dinner?”

“Nah, I gotta work on some math. But maybe later we can get a pizza and watch something?”

“Sure, just text me.” Bill packs up his stuff and waves as he leaves the library carrying some smaller books that don’t fit in his bag. Well, they might have, but he didn’t feel like Tetrising them in.

He’s almost to his dorm when his mom calls. He struggles with his books as he answers his phone.

“Hey, mom. What’s up?” Bill asks as he struggles to open the door. Someone coming out holds it open for him and he smiles in thanks.

“Hey, honey, I was just calling to see if you wanted anything special for your welcome home meal.”

Bill’s stomach drops a little. He’s been trying to pretend like he isn’t coming home, that the semester would just go on and on, but he knows this is stupid.

“Uh…” He sighs. “Just some of your homemade bread, maybe?”

“Can do, babydoll.” She pauses. “Also, your dad and I were wondering if your boyfriend would possibly be coming with you so we could meet him.”

Everything seems to slow down around him and he finds himself standing frozen in front of the elevator. Bill has no idea what she’s talking about. He does not have a boyfriend or even anything close to a boyfriend. He doesn’t know where she’s getting this information from, and he has no idea what to say or do. His mouth is totally dry.

“Boyfriend?” He finally manages.

“Yeah, boyfriend. Something— Something with an ‘R.’ Ralph? Rich? Something like that.”

Closing his eyes, Bill shakes his head a little. “Mom, Richie’s—”

“You’ve just been so distant lately, your dad and I just... We just hoped that maybe you’d share a little of yourself with us. If you wanted. No pressure though, baby. If this is— If this makes either of you uncomfortable, then don’t even worry about it.”

Bill’s heart breaks a little. “Mom I—” But he can’t quite get himself to tell her he isn’t dating Richie, that he isn’t dating anyone at all.

“I promise your dad and I will be on our best behavior. We just want you to know he’s welcome here.” She sounds so earnest.

Clearing his throat, Bill eventually says, “Maybe.” Pause. “Probably. I’ll talk to Richie.” He looks up at the ceiling wondering if Richie would agree to this or not.

A few minutes later, Bill hangs up and shakes his head. He heads up to his room and flop onto his bed not even bothering to close his door. Nothing seems to matter anymore.

His parents had gone through so much already, he didn’t want to disappoint them. They deserved better. They deserved to have at least one son in their lives.

Several hours go by, the sun sets, and still Bill lays there on his back staring up at the ceiling. This is how Richie finds him, just laying there in the dark. Bill groans when Richie turns on the light.

“You ok, Big Bill? Someone die?” Richie laughs at his stupid joke as he closes the door and looks down at Bill.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, Bill sits up and looks at his best friend. When he doesn’t smile, Richie’s face falls and he rushes to the side of his friend’s bed.

“Hey, what happened?” Richie asks. His bag slides to the floor and Bill lets out a shaky near hysterical laugh.

“So, uh… Funny story.” Bill clears his throat. “I uh— I need you to pretend like we are dating.”

Richie blinks at him for a moment and then lets out a loud laugh. Bill flinches and Richie pulls him close in a one armed hug.

“Very funny, Billy Boy, very funny!” He keeps laughing for several moments, but stops when Bill doesn’t smile. “What the fuck, Bill? Why?”

Closing his eyes and leaning forward, Bill scratches the back of his head. “Because my mom wants you to come visit and she thinks you’re my boyfriend, and I may have already said yes.”

“Bill, what the fuck?!” Richie just stares at his friend trying to figure out what to say. “Why? Why does she think—” Richie yells.

“Because I came home with you during Thanksgiving and the winter holidays!” Bill yells back.

“There is no reason to yell at me!”

“You started yelling first!”

“I’m not yelling, I’m just talking loudly,” Richie snaps back, quieter but not much.

“Richie, I’m sorry,” Bill whispers after a while. “I just— I— I don’t want to hurt them. I don’t want them to know I just didn’t want to come home for the holidays because it hurts too much.” Bill looks back at the rug. It has only been a few years since Bill’s kid brother, Georgie, died. Tears slip down his cheeks when words fail him.

Richie doesn’t say anything for a long time. Eventually he sighs and leans into Bill.

“Ok. I’ll do it.”

Bill sits up, mouth agape. “What? Really?” He swallows hard. “Are you— Are you serious?”

“Yeah, yeah, shut up before I change my mind,” Richie grouses, but he just laces their fingers together and squeezes his hand.

“Richie, you are the absolute best! You are a fucking life saver! I can’t even— I— Thank you!” Bill squeezes back and wipes the tears out of his eyes with his free hand.

“You know I’d do anything for you, Big Bill. Besides, you’re paying for this little trip, and your parents are pretty chill. I love your mom’s cooking.

Bill tries to snort with laughter, but his nose is already full of snot, so it’s just a gross mess. Shaking his head, Richie laughs and gets up to get Bill a paper towel to blow his nose.

“It’s ok, B. We’ll take care of this. You’ll be ok,” Richie assures him.

Blowing his nose, Bill nods. He takes a deep breath and swallows hard. “Richie, I owe you my life. Whatever you need— Whatever you want— I’ll do it.”

Smiling and sucking in a deep breath, Richie just laughs and rolls his eyes. “Oh, Billy, that’s a dangerous offer.” He laughs again and rubs Bill’s back as he sits down.

“You’re the best, Richie, really. The absolute best.”

“Yup, that’s me. An absolute saint.”

Bill laughs so hard he falls off the bed, and Richie flips him off before stretching out on the bed, also laughing loudly.

“Oh, geeze, Richie!” Bill says eventually, still breathless. “I really needed that. Thank you.” He reaches out and squeezes Richie’s ankle gently.

“I aim to please,” Richie says, still chortling a little.

They fall quiet for a moment and then Richie sits up and looks down at his friend.

“Bill, my love, I demand pizza.” They both laugh.

“Ok, Richie dearest.” More laughter. “What kind of pizza do you want?”

And since summer break is still almost a week off, they don’t talk about the fake dating for the rest of the night. They just hang out like Bill hasn’t asked Richie to do this very strange thing, and Bill is really thankful for it. He doesn’t know what he would do if Richie decided to make it weirder than it already was, and the rest of the night is almost enjoyable despite the guilt Bill feels for lying to his parents and bringing his friend into the lie.

It is what it is, he tells himself as they argue over the last slice of pizza. Bill assures himself that this is fine, that everything is fine. Nothing between he and Richie really had to change, right?

#idiots pining for each other #bichie #bill denbrough #richie tozier #it #it ch 2 #death mention #fake dating almost #pre slash #if i were to continue this #it would quickly turn into trope #i REALLY liked this #thank you for the prompt! #sorry for the slight angst #it's so hard for me to write pure fluff #lmao

[boyduroy]

Dumb bichie fluff drabble under the cut :') not proofread and I wrote it all in the notepad app on my phone so ┐(‘～`;)┌

Synopsis: Bill can't sleep because of his fears of It. Richie can't either, but he's decided he's not going to not sleep by himself.

Warnings: none? Bill calls Richie a smartass so one swearword

Rating: PG

Bill Denbrough stared at the shadows on the ceiling. Since their first encounter with the monster - with It - a few days ago, he had been getting less and less sleep for fear It might invade his dreams. The monster appeared to them at random, and in forms both familiar and frightening. And so once again he lay tucked into his little twin bed, wide awake and wondering when and where the creature might strike again.

He glanced at his closet door, slightly ajar. Was It lurking nearby at this moment? Could It smell his fear, how much he fretted even in the comfort of his own personal space? A lifetime ago he would have laughed over such childish worries, but he had seen the Bogeyman himself and knew what It was capable of.

A shadow passed by the window.

Bill's eyes darted to the curtains. Was it a trick of the light? No, there was definitely something there, something moving on the other side of the glass.

Tap, tap, tap.

He sat up with a jolt. It was here. It had come for him; It took his Georgie and It had come to take him too. Well, Bill decided as he quietly slipped out of his bed, you're not getting me without a fight. With a shiver, he tiptoed to his desk and gently picked up his baseball bat. Weapon at the ready, Bill approached the curtains and cautiously reached a hand to the fabric. He counted to three in his head then flung the curtains open, his baseball bat raised and ready to swing.

"Whoa!" said Richie Tozier from the other side of the glass.

"Ruh-Ruh-Richie?" Bill asked, still holding his bat aloft. "What are y-y-you doing!? I almost b-buh-beaned you!"

Richie smiled his signature impish grin. "You would've had to break through the window first and we both know you're not that good of a shot, slugger." He tapped on the glass again. "Can you let me in? It's windy out here."

Bill set the bat down quietly so as not to disturb his sleeping parents and carefully slid open the window. Richie then fell into his room and landed in a pile with a small "oof!"

"Quiet," Bill hissed. "M-my parents will have a f-f-fit if they hear you!" He closed the window and latched it again as Richie sat up and dusted his clothes off. "What are you even d-d-doing here?"

"What, I can't drop in for a visit with my best pal Bill?" Richie asked.

"N-n-not in the middle of the d-duh-damn night, you weirdo," Bill replied. "Do you have a-a-any idea what time it is?"

Richie gave him an over-the-top shrug. Truthfully Bill didn't know how lateit was either, he'd left his watch on the bathroom counter. It was rhetorical anyway, the kind of thing his dad would ask if he got home after dark.

"Just thought I'd swing by and say hi, I dont see what the big deal is." He sat down on the end of Bill's bed and adjusted his glasses. "Maybe have a sleepover. Y'know, curlers in our hair, paint each other's toes, the whole shebang." Richie mimed brushing his hair. The comment lacked the usual bite behind Richie's smartass replies.

Bill smirked but shook his head. He moved to sit next to the other boy on the bed. "You should probably h-head back home, Richie. Your puh-parents will be worried."

Richie scoffed and flopped onto his back across the narrow bed. "Wentworth and Maggie wouldn't notice if I turned all the family portraits in the house upside down." He stared at the ceiling, a mimicry of Bill just moments ago before the interruption. "Please just let me stay the night, Bill. I'll be gone in the morning. Your parents will never know. I can stay in Georgie's r--"

"No."

Richie sat up immediately and put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "I'm sorry," he whispered in the darkness, and Bill believed him. "I'm sorry, but please don't make me go home. I cant sleep there. I don't want to be alone in case..." Richie trailed off, something uncharacteristic for the usually chatty boy.

"I know," Bill reassured him. "Me too. About b-being alone." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "A-alright, fine, you can sta--"

Richie didn't even wait for him to finish before jumping up and flinging himself under the covers, a stupid grin on his face.

"Take your sh-shoes off first! Were y-you raised in a barn?!"

He watched as Richie toed his shoes off the edge of the twin bed from underneath the blankets, each one making a dull thud on the hardwood floor of the bedroom. Bill rolled his eyes and lifted a corner of the sheets, kneeing Richie in the back to make room for him.

"M-move over, you don't g-g-get the whole bed," Bill huffed. Richie snickered as Bill settled back into his bed. The two of them filled up the surface of the mattress entirely, their bodies spilling off the edges of the little twin bed.

Richie snuggled into the sheets, inching closer to Bill to keep from falling out of bed. "Thanks, Big Bill, you're my hero," he crooned softly into the shared pillow.

"Don't make it w-weird."

"Oh it's already weird, buddy."

Bill snickered. "You're so strange," he murmured to the back of Richie's head, a few stray hair tickling his cheek. He smelled of summer night air and cheap cigarettes and sweat. Richie hadn't even brought his backpack with him, and the roughness of his street clothes pressed against Bill's body told him the other boy hadn't prepped for bed before biking over to the Denbrough home. He must've been awake for hours, Bill thought. If he hadn't come over, would Richie had stayed up all night, perhaps biking around town and feeding his nasty smoking habit until the sun rose again?

But he hadn't. He sought out Bill, and whether he actualky realized it or not, Bill was relieved for the company. As annoyed as he pretended to be over having to share his tiny bed with the other adolescent, he felt himself relaxing, the presence of another chasing away the bad visions from before

"Goodnight, Richie," Bill said to the darkness.

"Night, Bill," came the mumbled, sleepy reply.

Bill closed his eyes, the lull of sleep finally coming to call for him. "You have to leave by m-m-morning, okay? Before my parents--"

"Nngh," Richie murmured, then nodded gently. "You got it, boss." He sighed deeply, relaxing further into Bill's embrace. Bill, in turn, adjusted his arm around his friend, the barest hint of a pull towards him.

The two of them stayed like that throughout the night, their minds at last unbothered by fears and worries for a few blissful hours.

At least until Bill's mom woke them the next morning, demanding to know who had parked their bike directly behind Mr. Denbrough's car last night.

#it #stephen king's it #drabble #ficlet #bill denbrough #richie tozier #bichie #losers club #the losers club #sorry my characters are like a blend of the book and movie together #but also im not sorry #what should i do now???

[oosizins]

Genre: angst,fluff Words: 1.952 Warning: bullies, swearing words and violence and a little kiss

AN: So this is a request by @seroonie

I hope you like it sweetie

Bichy Bich Club

All start when they were younger Jeno was a little boy who loved take care of himself everyone thought he was selfish until he went help a little girl named Y/n, who was bullied by some random person. Fom that everything start to turn into something else, and that until now they had grown up, the little selfish kid turn into a men who is now in highschool, part of the soccer team he have good grades, rich and everywhere he is going everyone is staring at him. The little girl had grown even pretier that before but no one was able to see it but Jeno and his friends. She was really silent and didn't want everyone to look at her like they are looking at Jeno. She also have good grades and if you're searching for her she is at the table next to the window watching her friends doing sports or just studying.

But like in all the stories they are antagonists and there it was a girl named Chloe really popular too, by a chance (or not ) she got close to Jeno, they start hanging out together and he even introduce her to his friends, here they are:

Renjun the older of theme all, he was cold from the outside but when you get to know him he was as warm as the cacao that you drink in a cold winter, Haechan he was always teasing everyone and even the teachers were weak but he's the sunshine of you're group. Jaemin everyone's favorite, he was kind, heart warming and sociable when they were younger jeno and he were always fighting but they learn how to live around each other and they discovered how they likeed each other. Jaemin was here for everyone who need love and support and finally Y/n the only girl that was really close to them all she was shy and talk only to the boys so imagine the face that Chloe made when she knew that Jeno had another girl in his life. But she anyways took the place of all the girls dreams and became Jeno's girlfriend. And from this situation they're history are starting

Hey Y/n we are here said Haechan while shaking his hand over his head.

Ye I'm not that blind Chan I just need to go somewhere. you mumble back

Ok we are going to wait for you in the library Renjun shout and you and you friends separate to your respective place, actually, you were going to the bathroom, it was now an habit that at 13h Chloe and her friends were here in the toilet waiting for you and if you miss one of there reunion it's the end, they gonna make fun of you in front of the whole highschool or you gonna be bitten up

So you got our history home work? Asked Chloe without even looking at you

No I didn't get the time you replied

Ow and why did you didn't get the time? You were hanging out with someone? A no I forgot that beside Jeno and his pets you don't have any one her friend commented

So what are we going to do with you? Hm? Maybe hurt you? Like slap you're ugly face? Or no maybe hurt you're friends? The second said

No! Hurt me but not my friends you begged I don't care if you slap me... but don't you dare do something to my friends. You suddenly had a wired felling inside of you like if you're blood start boiling and anger filled your eyes.

Ow so we want to play the superhero? Chloe ironically asked

No but if you dare touch one of there hair all the high school will know what did you did with Kai

Ow I see you gain in confidence, but why would they trust you when you have the courage to talk only to MY boyfriend and his friends?

Do you really love "you're" boyfriend? That is the question everyone beside you him and you're two dogs know that you don't like him for who he is but for his-

That is none of your business bich- She cut you off and you saw his hand fly and slap you're cheek Don't you dare talk to me like that again or you'll regret

What you are gonna do if I talk to you like that?

She grab your hair and smack it against the sink

That what I'm gonna do stupid, don't you're parents thought you how to respectfully talk to people or they don't like you too?....

And they're gone

That isn't actually the worst they've done, you're just gonna have an bruise and maybe a red cheek but that's ok .... Right?

Hay what happened? Asked Renjun a little panicked to see you with a black eye And you saw Jeno take out his water bottle to place it gently against you're cheek bone

You felt you're heart race and you're cheek heat up by the fact that he was looking at you and his hand patting you. He was so gentle even if he have strong arms long legs kick bullies booties he was so careful and sweet, he always had the habit to make you fall for him in a way

I got stuck in the bathroom and I hurt myself against the door you said silently and you heard Jamin replying

Y/ n it's actually the 5 time it happened maybe we'll go with you next time?

In the girls bathroom? Noooo I'm not going with you, they're all gossiping about how jeno is strong, beautiful and everything else! joked haechan

No but we can stay on the bench in front to wait and if after 10 minutes you're not out we go break the doors explained Jaemin

No it's ok guys I'm ok don't worry you thank them.

No you're not that courageous or brave that you want to be, you don't fight back you don't want to get into troubles like all those popular protagonist in the series.

After the classes you saw Chloe talking to a new guy he seemed to be uninterested in what she was saying and you laugh

What is funny Y/n ? Asked Jeno

Just you're girlfriend trying to catch that guys attention you laughed out

Oh I hope it's a joke you're not like the boys right? He groaned

But why out of all the girls did you choose her? She isn't even kind? And she look like a fish

Yes but she love me and I love her she is really nice she even get to know you and she is beautiful I don't know why you think she is ugly jeno said

Ye she is pretty with all that paint on her face and she is kind with those popular guys you mumble to yourself

Y/n I'm telling you that I like her can you just respect my opinion

And I want you to be happy and with that you're gonna be everything but happy, she's a whore and when are you gonna get it? You were screaming

You know what don't come to me I'm not letting anyone talking about my girlfriend like that and usually people understand but you don't seem to. And he walk away

No-jeno I... I'm sorry...you started to cry out but he didn't heard and you get inside the bus alone with no one to talk to or to lean on while listening to music but all you were able to do is cry cuz knowing Jeno for that long you know that he wouldn't let you come close to him so you were crying, you have lost you're best friend.

//:✨a week have passed✨://

As you knew jeno didn't let you come closer to him so you were talking to the boys,Chloe said that if she see you with Jeno she will beet The boys so you didn't try to talk to him neither, Haechan said that Chloe hook up with one of the newbie of the highschool and you were again thinking about Jeno...

Jeno was blind he thought that this girl liked him for who he was but no it's just that he is famous, his rich, he is sportif and handsome.

Like every other day you were walking down the strets to to you're house it's was dark and only the little lights were showing you the way across the little park. You get out of the park and you saw what you didn't want to see. Jeno walking alone, you did as you havn't seen him but he took you're hand and that makes you look at him in confution

Sorry Y/n.... I'm dumb we shouldn't have had a fight about her. he said and put you in his arms

No...hmpf.- Jeno let me go- you were trying to go out but his arms were too strong

It's killing me that you want to go out now when before the simple fact that I touch you're shoulder makes you blush he said and you were kinda surprised by how he new

Jeno what are you talking about let me go out what is someone see us like that, they.. they would think that you are...- you tried to explain

I don't care about the others I care about you! He shout out and you were again speechless

But me I have to care about them cuz if Chloe see us like that she gonna beet us up me and that boys you mumble and you felt tears dropping

What?! You are telling me that only now?! My Lord I'm so wrong come here he said and drag you by you're arms, So you are saying that all the scars the bruise and everything else it's because of this bich?

How are you talking about you're girlfriend? You asked a little bit shocked.

It's been a week sins she isn't my girlfriend. Cuz during this time when we were fighting I finally figured how.... How I love you Y/n that is unbelievable but I figured out that I was always watching you or asking where you were or how you were and everytime someone was talking about you I was smiling like a dumb crap in love. He looked at you and you were still inerpreting what he said and you were happy to know that he loved you

Are you confessing? You joked

Of course yes how can I not, you're the girl of my dreams and I want you to be my ... My girlfriend he confess while scratching the back of his neck

Can- I .. can I kiss you? You mumble while playing with your fingers.

He looked a little bit surprised but didn't refuse and took you're chin in his finger and close the distance between your two lips.

And after that day Chloe got in (garde a vue) and everyone left her cuz what she did was discussed

Y/n was finally getting more comfortable around people and lived a happy life with our dear Jeno who took extremely care about her, Renjun, Jaemin and Haechan were so happy that they finally confess to each other, they wanted to do like a little wedding (but they didn't cuz it was to childish in Jeno's opinion and Jaemin was sad but that's ok)

But now the most important is that everyone know that popularity is not being rich, being highly educated or perfect, it's being kind, humble and real.

#oh my gosh #it's kinda long #but i like it #what about you? #seronnie asked #nct dream fluff #jeno x reader #jeno imagines #jeno scenarios #lee jeno

[denbroughism]

━━  𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

It’s Lilia Barber ( @jaedenphy​ ) day and guess who’s making a fanfic masterlist for her?? That’s right, me! Okay, so I gathered together a bunch of fics I’ve read and considering that you’ve read the fics I sent you, some of these fics you’ve read before but are still godly. List under the cut for length purposes <3

My comments and reviews may contain spoilers and the ones without a specific chapter count are one-shots :)

The way making this masterlist made me reread the fuck out of so many fics smh

LAST UPDATED: 1 August 2020

Bill Denbrough / Richie Tozier

"Game Over, Bitch” by sweetpeacheddie | General

Richie plans a surprise date with Bill, but it doesn't quite go according to plan...

MY COMMENTS: smug Bill? yes. the Bill in this fic made me grin like an idiot just from how sneaky and attractive this little piece of shit is. Richie being soft and scared about Bill not having a good time is so adorable and the way Bill used it against him made me go jsjjdjsjd

Twister by @antisociallilbrat | Teen

Fluffiness, tongue twisters, and making out

MY COMMENTS: it’s short but still adorable idc idc. fics about love interests helping Bill with tongue twisters is adorable in itself and the flirting and the teasing in this fic made me scream from how cute they are pls

The Cruel Irony of Sunshine by @theflirtmeister​ | Teen

That’s when Richie spots him.

Leaning against one of the ridiculous fake palm trees, clearly not listening to the conversation he’s caught in, is Bill Denbrough in the fucking flesh. Richie could have picked him out from a hundred yards away, with his floppy hair, perfect eyebrows and jawline that could cut crystal.

Richie hates everything about him.

MY COMMENTS: the reason why i want to write bichie fanfics. the amount of angst and fluff mixed with longing and pining is godtier. the way they fell apart because of a fight and the first thing they do when they meet—after pining and longing mixed with anger—is fight made me cry :’)

Disciplinary Action by Apuzzlingprince | Explicit

He simply sat down on the end of Bill’s bed and patted a knee. Bill stared at him, uncomprehending.

“Bill,” said Richie, gesturing for him to come closer. “Pants down, over my knees.”

Bill balked. “Wait, s-seriously?”

Bill does something stupid and reaps the reward.

MY COMMENTS: i don’t think i’ve sent you this one because i remember i read it on my laptop instead of my phone lmao. this fic is the definition of “i’ll make it up to you with sex” fics but holy fuck this one is good. i remember reading this a while ago and yelling internally because wow this fic is so jsjsj

Dissolve by @wonderwheelzier | Explicit

After eight years of radio silence, Bill Denbrough finds himself at the same Hollywood party as his once best friend, and his first and only love, Richie Tozier. As adolescent memories come flooding back, Bill has to decide what he wants to do with this second chance.

MY COMMENTS: first off, the author is a brilliant writer so let’s put that out. second of all, this fic is 17K words long so that’s really fun. third of all, what the fuck? this fic is amazing and so well written, honestly. the way the pining and the smut were tied together wonderfully just blows my mind. this is such a pretty fic and the way the story ends with Richie leaving and BIll knowing that there’s no going back? that shit HURTED

If Your Love Was Bad for You by @perceabeth​ | Teen

Prompt: angsty unrequited type of situation with a happy and/or bittersweet ending.

MY COMMENTS: i gotta be real with you, i forgot about this fic whoops. but i read the last paragraph and i started heaving. i love this fic but i forgot the title and the way this fic started jsjfjsjf this fic is ends in a bittersweet tone holy fuck. the account on AO3 is an orphaned account, but i found the tumblr user of the author so here ya go

Soulmate AU by @perceabeth​ | Major Character Death

n/a

MY COMMENTS: i still think of this fic to this very day, this fic is the reason why i hate soulmate AUs oh my God. Richie and Bill’s dynamic isn’t too laid out in this fic, but the ending? God, the ending—absolutely wrecked me. I cried and I screamed and I couldn’t function properly after reading this fic. It’s one of the best fics I’ve ever read and deserves all the love you can give. I love this fic, I adore it, read it.

One Week Away by @trash-the-tozier | Teen | 2/2

School is out for spring break, and the Losers are taking a week long trip to visit Beverly in Portland. Could there have been a worse time for Richie to realize that he was in love with his best friend?

MY COMMENTS: I remember sending this to you but reread it. this fic is so soft and adorable my babies istg. Richie pining for Bill while Bill tried to stay away from Richie because he has a crush on him? God-tier trope. Put it in, roll it up, give it to me. The Stanlon in the background and Bev being the cheerleader she is? i love this

What We Built by @sinningtozier​ | Teen

each nail, each plank, the little scratches on the walls and the sloppily carved initials were a testament to them, a testament to their love and what they built.

MY COMMENTS: Soft boys in love that is all. The connections between kisses and hugs and the tears and pain was just adorable. Bill and Richie always being there for each other makes me smile and cry oh my God

Blood Brothers by @fairyling​ | General

bill and richie don’t say they’re dating but they kiss and they fight. their relationship isn’t one that the other’s understand or event try to.

MY COMMENTS: i read this fic once and i still cry about it <3 it’s just a really soft and adorable fic but then the ending made me scream and cry oh my God. Blood Brothers. The way Bill remembers vaguely even as all else fades away just hits hard. i love this fic so damn much and i think you would too

Eye On the Ball by @call-me-eds​ | Mature

Bill tries to cope with his role in his friend group and Richie can’t stand it.

MY COMMENTS: first of all, everyone say thank you to them for making Bichie Week and making fic hunting a gazillion times easier. Second, this fic is amazing i don’t care. the way Bill is so tight and Richie is trying to loosen him up is a concept that would first come to mind when you think of Bichie, but somehow I’ve rarely seen this put to work. This fic is amazing that is all

The Math Tutor by @sinningtozier​ | General | headcanon

georgie needs a math tutor, bill’s strong point is english not math, so his mom hire’s her coworkers son to tutor him three times a week 

MY COMMENTS: look, i know this is a headcanon but lol i love this so much. Bill is so awkward around Richie and i find that hilarious omfg

Like I Do by @thegreatwhiteferret​ | Explicit

Richie is feeling down on himself because of his ADHD and Bill jumps in and tries to teach him to appreciate all of his flaws for how beautiful they are.

MY COMMENTS: I’ve always been a sucker for Richie’s ADHD going feral and his s/o helping him calm down. This fic covers that part along with smut so bonus points on that

Bill Denbrough / Stanley Uris

Ain’t Eez-Eh by simplerplease | Mature | 17/17

Bill gets drunk, texts a number written on the club bathroom wall, regrets it, then falls in love.

MY COMMENTS: deadass the first thing that comes to my mind when anyone says Stenbrough. this fic is iconic and god-tier. I’ve read this a few times and I love it :’) if you haven’t read this fic... wow alright, cool. read it.

All My Little Words by jojenstarked | Teen

Stanley Uris never considered himself a jealous person. That is, until he met Bill Denbrough and suddenly he was jealous of the person getting songs stuck in his head.

Bill Denbrough had always wanted to meet his soulmate. Then he met Stanley Uris and he forgot all about them. All he wanted to do was get him to love him back.

Good thing they're soulmates.

MY COMMENTS: this fic is so adorable and so soft holy fuck i remember crying a bit after reading this from how sweet this fic is, i love this fic sm

More Like Baerista, Am I Right? by @billdensbrough​  | Not Rated

In which Stan is a fake black coffee drinker, Bill really shouldn't be a barista, and the rest of the losers just want them to get together without a counter in-between them.

MY COMMENTS: First off, this fic is 10K words long and contains slow-burn and a lot of pining so there’s that. Other than that, it’s really soft, adorable and fluffy. It’s just a really adorable stenbrough coffee shop AU, truly one of the best coffee shop AUs

Richie Tozier / Stanley Uris

Untouched (Need You So Much) by breathplayed | Explicit | 9/?

Stan Uris could’ve gone his entire life without knowing what Richie Tozier’s dick looked like.

(Or, Richie has a big dick and Stan the Man has a Big Crisis.)

MY COMMENTS: this is the abandoned fic i cried about the other day omfg i can’t believe i started an unfinished fic :’) but either way, this fic is so sexy and hot holy fuck, the pining, everything is godly. Richie singing a song for Stan and Stan being awkward about it?? amazing. last updated in 2018 and ends with a sort of cliffhanger, but still—

Stan My Man! Series by @birdboyinthedeadlights​ | Explicit | 4/4

n/a

MY COMMENTS: bitch you thought i wouldn’t add this fic on this masterlist when it’s the definition of goddamn iconic. you really thought i was going to leave the fic that pushed us both into the Stozier hole? as if. the was the Stozier friendship and dynamic is laid out is wonderful. The banters and the snark along with the lovely fondness is tied perfectly. i love this, you love this, we all love this, i’m dragging you back into the Stan My Man! series hole, you’re welcome <3

I Wanna Hold You Like You’re Mine by @birdboyinthedeadlights​ | Explicit

Stan's hand was moving before he could think better of it, wanting to touch the pleated navy skirt in front of him. God, it looked so soft, it must feel amazing. The whispered drag across his thighs -

“What’re you doin’?”

Stan’s hand froze, looking up at Richie’s unfocused gaze. No aide of glasses to let him see Stan’s heating face in the low light.

“Nothing.”

Richie’s eyes squinted, trying to make out the shapes around him until he looked to where Stan’s hand still hovered. The small inhale and grin let Stan know he didn’t need his vision clear to figure out what was going on. He always did know Stan too well.

“You’d look pretty in that.”

MY COMMENTS: Hello, yes, the author is so great at writing Stozier fics oh my God. The intimacy, the relationship, the pining, the need. Everything about this fic is brilliant. The way Stan wants Richie’s love and Richie wants to give Stan love but they’re both so afraid, so nervous. God, the way they dance around each other and when it’s time to take a dip, they were both to scared. Oh God, I love them so much and this fic ties the intimacy of pining and the ‘friends-with-benefits’ line so well, so perfectly. The mirroring between past and present? I love this and the author is a genius.

I Need You by @childrenofthe80s​ | Teen

Richie Tozier was a mix of emotions. He was absolutely miserable and it was all because of a motherfucking named Stan.

MY COMMENTS: the way the insecurity trope is flipped to Stan being insecure and Richie holding onto him and comforting him just makes me so soft oh my Lord

The Truth is That I Think I’ve Had Enough by @eddieeatsass​ | Explicit

For the first time since Stan developed feelings for his best friend, Richie was finally single on Valentine’s Day, and Stan was fully planning on taking advantage of it. He invited Richie on a camping trip, just wanting one night where he could pretend, but Richie had different plans.

MY COMMENTS: Yo, do you remember this iconic fic? Because I sure as hell do. The camping mixed with the repressed feeling and Richie slamming his head on the tent cover when he tried to strip? Amazing

why not me? by seeingredfics | Mature | 1/?

everything between stan and richie was supposed to be platonic, especially their secret hook-ups and longing stares.

MY COMMENTS: This is unfinished but even the first chapter has a satisfying end to it. Richie is so soft for Stan, Lord Christ and wasted!Stan gives off second-hand embarrassment like no other. But other than that, it’s amazing.

I Guess That's Love by @birdboyinthedeadlights | explicit

Stan shook as Richie held him.

Richie was used to this - used to the damaged boy with his fractured face and shattered soul. Used to playing clean up to his meltdowns and sitting with him through his dissociations. Richie knew he was a burden, wouldn’t ever say it, but Stan knew.

Stan was tired of knowing.

MY COMMENTS: I don't think this author can even write a bad stozier fic, this is so good as well tf? The angst is so wonderfully done and put together with a Stan Uris who's trying his best just mames it perfect

Bill Denbrough / Richie Tozier / Stanley Uris

Not Complete Until There’s Three by @thoughtfullyyoungduck | Not Rated

Mike’s call brings back some memories for Stan, more specifically memories about Stan and Richie. Stan is in for a rough awakening when he comes back to Derry and finds out Richie and Bill are married.

MY COMMENTS: see my reaction here :’) but other than the angst from Stan’s half, the fic is godtier. There isn’t much Stenbroughzier fics out there, but this one is so satisfying and the way everything falls together was simply perfect.

Sk8er Boi by @s-s-georgie | Teen

Stan and Richie are dating. It sucks that Bill likes both of them.

MY COMMENTS: Honestly the first Stenbroughzier fic I’ve ever read. This fic dragged me into the Stenbroughzier mess I’m now dragging you into, but holy fuck. This fic is really adorable and the pining—the lovely, lovely pining. It’s so soft and adorable aside the slight angst that is all

To Make You Feel My Love by @thegreatwhiteferret | Explicit

Stan takes care of his very neglected boys.

MY COMMENTS: i remember finding this fic and falling in love with it immediately. i know it’s on Tumblr somewhere, but I can’t find the author’s Tumblr (if you know, please respond so I can change it) and this fic covers the intimacy and the worry along with the love and fondness. Really cute, really smutty, threesome warning.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Uris by @thegreatwhiteferret​ | Explicit

Stan is always taking care of his boys and making sure they feel loved, so for his birthday Bill and Richie decide to show him how much they love and appreciate him by fulfilling his biggest fantasy.

MY COMMENTS: This is the second part to this series but it’s optional to read the first one. If you read this in order of the list, then you’ve read the first part lmao. 

Soulmate Tattoos AU by @peachyuris​ | Not Rated

stenbroughzier w/ soulmate tattoos!!

MY COMMENTS: The amount of pining here? Godly. Bill misunderstanding the situation? Stan and Richie feeling like something’s missing? I love this, I love them and I know you’ll love it too.

Milkshake Date by @winterstenbrough | Not Rated

stenbroughzier milkshake/diner date?

MY COMMENTS: Insecure!Richie is something used a lot, but never fails to warm my heart whenever his significant other(s) help him out. This fic also covers that aspect and is really soft, babies

#fanfic recommendation #bichie #stozier #stenbroughzier #stenbrough #stenbrough fic rec #bichie fic rec #stozier fic rec #fic rec #not my writing #fanfic masterlist

[antisociallilbrat]

IT/TUA Crossover

Okay I've been bouncing this idea around in my head for a while and I want to share my thoughts. I also kinda want to write this into a oneshot but we will see. Also this is only a crossover in the sense that the Losers are in the place of the TUA fam. So like what would happen if the Losers were the ones born with the marigold and adopted by Reginal Hargreeves. I mean....both TUA and IT have seven main characters so how could I not try to merge the two?

Anyways moving on to who get's what marigold (powers) and I have some maybe controversial opinions

I'm not basing this on the TUA character's personalities, just their powers btw

AAAA also for those not familiar with TUA, the numbers don't really matter, like just because someone is "Number 1" doesn't necessarily make them the leader

Number 1 with the power of strength should be Mike and my reasoning for this is because Mike has a strong heart and he would love his adopted siblings (the Losers) and would use his strength to protect them- also Mike staying at the academy the longest, hoping his family would come back

Number 2 who's power is uhhhh how do you word that? Super Aim? Basically he never misses AND he can stop something in motion in it's tracks, like bullets fired from a gun- Anywho I think this should be Ben. I feel bad bc this is my least favorite power (but I LOVE Deigo) but I like the idea of Ben being a knife guy, it's outta pocket and no one would expect it

Number 3- Mind control- Miss little "I heard a rumor" is definitely Bev. I don't have to say much about this, but Bev using her rumor power to get ahead and be one of the most successful people in Hollywood- not that she needs much help. But also like how Luther and Allison have that weird relationship, her and Ben would have that too

Number 4, the power to commune with the dead and *Spoilers for TUA season 3* the power to come back to life after dying. This is where I get a little controversial but hear me out...I feel like this should be Bill. Unlike his TUA counterpart Klaus, Bill would channel his fear of ghosts into writing and he becomes a bestselling authors selling stories that the ghosts tell him. In an interview he gets asked how he comes up with these ideas and he just shrugs "They just come to me" and meanwhile the ghost who told him the story is yelling at him. I do think that LIKE Klaus he would distance himself from his family

Number 5 who can teleport and time travel is obviously Stan. Stan is literally an 85 year old man in a 13 year olds body. Stan is already a little unhinged but getting lost in time, seeing THREE apocalypses and constantly trying to save his hairbrained family. Five in TUA IS Stan. An old soul who loves his family but also wants to murder them because they somehow keep causing the world to end. Also Stan would be so mad at himself that he hasn't mastered time travel since teleporting came so naturally to him

Number 6, the ability to summon tentacles out of his chest is Richie. Which also means Richie is dead. RIP. He's dead for everyone else but Bill can NOT get rid of him. Remember Bill talks to the dead? Richie would be following him around and aggravating Bill every chance he gets. Bill acts annoyed but he is happy he gets to talk to his technically dead brother while the rest of his adopted siblings had to mourn him. Just imagine all of the BICHIE friendship moments I could write if I wrote this ship. Richie would make so many dead jokes

Number 7, the power to turn sound waves into energy is Eddie. Poor Eddie who was constantly told he didn't have any powers bc Reggie was terrified of them. Jokes on Reggie. Eddie ended the world. Twice. And he's the strongest one of the bunch. I feel like that would be a strong character moment for him

I want write parts of this AU, I love it. Who knows if I'll ever find the time. Also yes ik there's spelling/grammar errors. I am tired

#tua #the umbrella academy #it 2 #it 2017 #it 2019 #it chp 2 #it chp 1 #the losers club #bill denbrough #stan uris #stanley uris #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrack #beverly marsh #bev marsh #ben hanscom #mike hanlon #stenbrough #reddie

[bichie-bitch]

A Terrible Idea

pairing: bichie

word count: 2,192

warnings: underage drinking

modern day AU, aged up to 17

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Bill and Richie are sitting on Richie’s bed, Bill's legs drooped over Richie's as they sit and stare at their phones, playing each other in silly iMessage games. 

"Hey, Bill?" Richie asks, breaking the silence. "I have a terrible idea," he says looking away from his phone, focusing on Bill. 

"Oh god, w-what?" Bill asks nervously and meets eyes with Richie. 

"What do you say about going to a party? Like, an actual party." a wide smile spreads across the dark-haired boy's face as he thinks more and more about the idea. 

"Why?" Bill asks, not so fond of the idea. 

"Because," Richie lifts Bill's legs off his own and faces the boy in a full on manner. "Think about it. We have never been to a party together, wouldn't it be fun to go?" 

"W-we've been to p-p-parties together," Bill says, furrowing his brows together. 

"One that doesn't include cake and balloons and board games," Richie rolls his eyes playfully. "An actual high school party. It'll be so fun." Richie sings the last part and squeezes Bill's hands. 

"W-whose party is i-i-it?" 

"Henry Bowers’ ex girlfriend's cousin's party," Richie says effortlessly. 

"H-H-Henry Bowers?" Bill's mouth hangs agape at the mention of his name. 

"Ex girlfriend's cousin's party," Richie finishes Bill's sentence. Bill just stares at the other like he's completely lost his mind. "He won't be there, you can relax." Richie laughs as he leans into the boy. 

"H-how do you know ab-about this?" 

"I just know things," Richie smirks. "Now please, let's go. You'll have so much fun. We can get really fucking drunk and you won't have to think about shit for awhile." 

"Sh-shit as in G-G-G-Georgie?" Bill asks blankly. 

"That's not what I said," Richie defends himself, heart starting to pound in his chest. 

"B-But you were imp-implying it," 

Richie looks down because he knows Bill is right, he just didn't want to say his name. An extreme amount of guilt starts to wash over Richie, his breath hitching, feeling like he can’t breathe. 

"H-hey, it's okay," Bill says, grabbing Richie's face gently, forcing him to look at him. "I'll g-g-g-go to this stupid party w-with you." Richie jumps up from the couch and starts hopping up and down like a child on Christmas morning. "Wh-when does it s-st-start?" 

"Now," Richie says and looks up at the clock that's hung over his TV in the living room. "We're actually an hour late." Richie grabs Bill's hand as they start to head out the front door. 

"Wait," Bill stops and pulls away. "H-how are we going t-to get back?" 

"She'll let us stay," Richie says and opens the passenger side door for Bill to get in. 

"How do you kn-know?" 

"She's let me stay before," 

"Y-you've been to her party b-be-before?" 

"A few times," Richie chuckles lightly. "She's nice don't worry." Richie smiles a heartwarming smile, making Bill feel calm. 

Richie starts the car and the two head off to this so-called party. The drive there is nice and pleasant, Richie playing his music through the aux cord as they sing along at the top of their lungs. Bill would never admit this, but he likes Richie's music, quite a lot, actually. 

Richie parks his car on the side of the street and the two get out. 

"Are you ready for your first high school party, Denbrough?" Richie asks the other and wiggles his eyebrows. 

"N-not really," Bill says as the anxiety starts to grow in the pit of his stomach. 

"Great! Now let's go." Richie grabs Bill's hand again as they head into the house with blaring music and flashing lights. They make their way through a sea of sweaty, drunken teenagers and over to the drink table. "Pick your poison, Billy." Richie motions over to all the drinks that are laid out all across the table, all of them being alcohol. 

"Umm," Bill's eyes dart back and forth between all the drinks. 

"Since this is your first party, we will start you off easy. Have a beer," Richie says, deciding for him, and hands Bill a red solo cup full of beer. Bill looks at the cup then at Richie - who's smiling like an idiot - then back at the drink. He slowly raises the cup to his lips and takes a drink. "So? How does it taste?" 

"N-not as bad as I th-th-thought it would taste," 

"Good!" Richie says and starts to pour himself a mix of whatever the hell it is that he's drinking. All Bill can think about is it looks like one awful hangover. 

"Richie!" a female's voice shouts over the music. "Fuck, Richie, it's about damn time you showed up!" a short brunette girl says as she hangs her right arm over Richie's shoulder. "Everyone has been asking where you've been," 

"They have?" Richie asks, shocked because he's so used to no one wanting him around or requesting to see him. 

"Yes! Especially all the girls." she winks. "Oh, who's this?" she asks, turning towards Bill. 

"Kat, this is my best friend Bill. Bill, meet Kat." Richie introduces the two. 

"You're cute, Bill," Kat says flirtatiously and clearly drunk as she eyes him up and down. Richie narrows his eyes at Kat's comment. "Now, Richie, go have some fun and find those girls, there's a ton of hotties. I will introduce Bill to everyone." 

"No, Kat, it's fine. I can do that," Richie protests.

"No, Richie, go have some fun! I'll take good care of him," she says and pushes Richie away. 

"S-so are you the c-co-cousin?" Bill asks and takes a another sip of his drink, trying to hold back a bitter face. 

"No," Kat laughs nervously. "I'm the ex girlfriend." 

"O-o-h..." Bill whispers. 

"Yeah. That was one big ass mistake. That's why I drown out the memories," she says and downs the rest of her drink in one big gulp. Bill just stands there with wide eyes thinking why the hell did he let Richie get him into this mess. "So what brings you here tonight, Bill?" 

"P-peer pressure," 

Kat laughs hysterically at his comment. 

"You're funny, Bill," Kat flirts some more.

"Yeah, s-sure," Bill says and looks away uncomfortably. 

"You see that really pretty blonde girl in the red dress over there?" Kat asks pointing over to her left, Bill nods. "That's my cousin, Tori. She's the host of the party. I say you go over and talk to her, she's been eyeing you since you've walked through the door." Kat winks. "Now I'm going to go find Richie," she says tapping her cup on Bill’s before she walks away. 

Bill hesitates, he's not sure if he actually wants to go up and talk to this Tori girl, he would rather go and look for his best friend. Bill sighs and decides to go and talk to the girl so he doesn't look like a complete loner. 

"H-hey," Bill says coming up from behind Tori. 

"Oh, hi." Tori smiles brightly. "I've never seen you around here before, what's your name?" 

"B-B-Bill," he stutters shyly, his cheeks tinting pink.

"Well, Bill, I'm Tori." The girl holds out her hand, Bill shaking it.

"You're th-the cousin," Bill states. 

"That I am," she laughs. "So who'd you come with?" 

"R-Richie Tozier," Bill takes a drink, starting to feel a little bit angry at Richie for leaving him like he did. 

"Ah, that Richie," Tori says biting her lip. Bill frowns and pulls his eyebrows together. 

"What's that s-su-supposed to mean?" 

"Oh nothing," the blonde girl laughs as she shakes her head. "Him and Kat have just gotten into it." Bill's not quite sure what that means but he has a slight idea. Bill stands there awkwardly and then downs the rest of his drink. 

"I-I think I'm going t-t-to get a refill," he says and walks away back to the drink table. 

"Fancy seeing you here," a voice says. Bill looks up and sees his best friend smiling widely at him. "Having fun?" 

"I n-n-need something stronger," is all Bill says. 

"Rough night?" Richie asks, grabbing his cup and pouring a hard mixed drink for the other. 

"Sorta," Richie hands Bill's cup back to him and he takes a drink. "Sh-shit,." Bill says, coughing. Richie looks at the boy with loving eyes and giggles. He's always wanted to take Bill to a party and he's glad he convinced him to do so. He swears that every time Bill laughs he just falls more and more for him, as cheesy as that sounds. 

"It'll get you drunk faster if that's what you're hoping for," Richie smiles a crooked grin.

"Good," Bill says and starts to chug it. 

"But take it slow unless you're wanting to fucking throw up," Richie says and quickly pulls the cup away from Bill's lips and looks down at them for a second then quickly looking away. 

"J-just don't leave me ag-agin," Bill pleads. 

"I didn't want to in the first place," Richie half whispers, feeling guilt-ridden.

Bill smiles slightly and looks down at his drink as his heart starts to pound its way through his ribcage. 

"S-so, Kat..." Bill says as sadness grows in his voice. 

"What about her?" Richie tilts his head to the side.

"You l-like her?" Bill asks brokenheartedly, Richie choking on his drink as Bill asks the question. 

"No, god no. She's just..." Richie trails off. 

"Tori s-s-said that you two have 'go-gotten into it,'" Bill says, using air quotes. 

"We just made out a few times," the dark-haired boy says quietly, feeling guilty. "That's it. It's nothing major. Didn't mean anything." Bill nods his head, believing him. 

"Y-you might want to tell h-he-her that," Bill winks. Richie blushes and laughs lightly. 

"So, you see anyone that you're interested in?" Richie half teases. 

"N-not really. You?" Bill bites his lip nervously, lying, because he wants Richie. 

"Me either." The two boys finish their drinks and continue to talk. Many, many giggles and refills later, Bill starts to loosen up. 

"I-I think I'm d-d-dr-dru-drunk," Bill says looking around, his vision a little bit blurry and feeling light headed. 

"You think or you know?" Richie slurs his words. 

"I d-don't kn-know?" Bill asks in more of a question than an answer. The two boys laugh some more, Bill trying to walk but falling into Richie's arms instead. 

"You, my friend, are drunk," Richie says, helping the boy balance on his own two feet again. "How do you feel?" 

"G-great actually. I-I-I feel like I can do an-any-anything," Bill says quite loudly and melts himself deeper into Richie's arms. He loves how he feels, he loves how Richie is here with him at his first high school party, his first time getting drunk. He knows that if Richie wasn't here with him, he'd be paranoid beyond belief. He's glad that he's here to take care of him even though Richie is quite drunk himself. 

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" Richie shouts over the loud music. 

"L-like where?" Bill shouts back. 

"Like upstairs." Bill nods his head, grabs the boy's hand and leads him upstairs. They enter a room, assuming that it's Tori's and sit on the floor. The two boys sit there in silence for a few moments until Richie breaks it. 

"I lied," he says. 

"W-what?" 

"There is someone here that I do like." Richie takes a deep breath. "And that someone is you." Bill gasps lightly, not sure if he heard him right. 

"It i-is?" Bill shakes his head in disbelief.

"Oh shit... I just fucked everything up didn't I?" Richie starts to internally panic.

"N-n-n-no, no you didn't," Bill says quickly. "Because I li-like you too." 

"Well fuck me," Richie says, exhilarated. "Really?" 

"Y-yeah, for a long t-ti-time actually." Bill blushes cherry red.

"Me too." Richie smiles at the other. 

He takes one long look at the boy before grabbing his face gently and smashing his lips onto Bill's. Bill doesn’t know what’s happening at first, but then he kisses Richie back. Richie wraps his arm around the small of Bill's back, pulling him closer and onto his lap. Bill, being desperate, wraps his arms around Richie's neck. The kiss begins to heat up quickly. Both of them have wanted to kiss each other for so long, and the amount of time is clearly showing itself. Bill scoots himself up Richie's lap so that both of their torsos are touching. Richie runs his hands through Bill's soft, silky hair and tugs lightly. Bill is the first to pull away, panting and trying to catch his breath. He relaxes himself, still on Richie's lap. 

"Shit," Richie whispers in awe. 

"Yeah," Bill agrees. 

"It sucks, you know? That we both have to be so fucking drunk out of our minds to finally tell each other about how we really feel and then make out," Richie says a little disappointed. "But, I'm also glad because there's no way I'd ever be able to tell you sober." 

"M-me either," Bill says and kisses Richie again. 

"I just don't want anything to change when we are sober, though." 

"Tr-trust me, it won't," Bill promises.

#bichie #richie tozier #bill denbrough #the losers club #losers club #it 2019 #finn wolfhard #jaeden martell #bichie fanfic #bichie fanfiction #the losers club fanfic #losers club fanfiction

[tinyarmedtrex]

Heyy! How are you doing? I hope you’re okay! I really really absolutely ADORE your writing!! But I sorta read all of your fics on ao3 and most of the stuff you write here on tumblr (;-;) I was wondering (it it’s not a problem/I don’t annoy you) whether you could recommend me some good fics/writers that you like! Thank you in advance! Have a nice day :)

Aw anon you’re so sweet! I would LOVE to rec some authors and fics! I picked my fav fics from my fav authors- hope you find some new favorites!

@oldguybones: I think I’ve rec’ed MMITG about two dozen times but everyone should be reading this. A horror fic based on Until Dawn? Freaking genius. 

@xandertheundead: My fav fic of Xander’s is a toss up between Something Wicked Cometh (witch Eddie AND Mike?? Come on)  and Unconditional (the best loser superhero fic I’ve read) so just do yourself a favor and read both.

@stellarbisexual: Okay look I know we’ve all read ZCL but have you read Stell’s other fics? Like, for example, Queer Eye for that Weird Tall Guy? Because it’s amazing. I’ll never get sick of her reddie banter and her perfect characterization of Eddie! 

@queen-sock: If you like a little angst with your fics Sorch is the author for you. My personal fav is Sugar, Honey, Honey because I am a sucker for a good coffee shop AU with a little angst thrown in!

@wonderwheelzier: So many amazing rarepair fics! My fav is Dissolve, a nsfw bichie fic that I think captures bichie’s essence perfectly. 

@jem-carstairs-is-perfection​: Fluff Queeennnn. Monse’s fics are like warm blankets and you just wanna wrap yourself in them. One Caramel Macchiato, On Me is one of her new ones and it’s perfection.

@beepbeeprichiellc: So, so, so many good fics and prompts! I love Ace’s High, it’s got a little mystery, a little tension and so many intriguing ideas!

@reddie-for-anything: Yea, yea, yea we all love beisbol BUT Em has so many epic fics. I’m rec’ing her soulmate AU- Get busy Living (or Get Busy Dying) 

@s-s-georgie: Rarepair-paloza! If you want some bichie, stanlon, stozier- she’s got it all. My personal fav is Coffee Dependency featuring an overcaffienated Stan and sweet Mike.  

You can also check out my fic rec tag- tinyarmedtrecs! 

Remember to leave some lovely comments!! 

#reddie #bichie #stanlon #fic recs #tinyarmedtrecs #Anonymous

[fyrapartnersearch]

Seeking Roleplay Partners.... obviously!

Hey hey! 

My name is Katie, and I’m a 21+ lady from Canada. I don’t mind other timezones, right off the bat, and I refuse to roleplay with someone who is not over the age of 20, for reasons that I will get into later. Anyways, onto the good stuff! 

- I have over 10 years of experience writing and roleplaying, and I tend to write anywhere from 4 to 5 paragraphs per reply. I do match my partner, and totally understand that sometimes the scene calls for less or more. That’s totally fine with me! 

- I am ghost friendly, though if it’s a roleplay I’m super stoked about, I’ll be sad, but with everything going on right now I totally get it. <3 

- I have more experience with Fandom roleplays than original, but if you’ve got an awesome idea you wanna try with me, please send it my way! For pairings, I’m really open to anything. M//, F//, M/F, anything. However, I will not roleplay with you if you are “only a bottom” or “only a female in male and female”. I am a switch when writing, and expect the same. That being said, I don’t mind doubling if you wish me to play a character for you and vice versa! 

- I adore smut. I love it. That’s why I will not roleplay with someone who is underage, obvs. I really don’t have any boundaries. If you’re into something super fucked up, I’ll hear you out, and I will 100% respect any and all boundaries presented to me! 

- I only roleplay over email. I’ve tried Discord and Tumblr, and they’re not my thing. Sorry! That being said, since I love character/world building and OOC chatter, I don’t mind casually chatting on other platforms! 

- If you decide to email me, please give me some information about you and what you’re writing style is like! I would also love to know what you’re interested in and if you have any ideas! Thanks! 

Fandoms! (Bold are the ones I am super craving!)  - Harry Potter (Drarry, Dramione, Anything with Sirius in it. I’m also open to any other pairings - if there’s a particular one you want shoot it to me and I’m sure I’ll love it!  - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (I totally get that this is a niche fandom, so I really don’t expect many replies for this but I’m super into TMNT right now. Any characters, anything. TMNT. Please.)  - Naruto (HidanxKakuzu, KakashixIruka, NarutoxSasuke, KonanxSakura, TemarixTenten, GaaraxNaruto, ItachixKisame, DeidaraxSasori, HinataxGaara. That’s all I can think up off the top of my head, open to any other pairings too!)  - Bleach (GrimmjowxIchigo, IchigoxRenji, HallibelxNelliel, any others, shoot them to me!)  - Stranger Things (BillyxSteve, JoycexHopper)  - Black Butler (CielxSebastian, AloisxClaude)  - Young Justice (SuperboyxRobin, RobinxKid Flash, ArtemisxZatanna)  - IT (Reddie, Stenbrough, Bichie)  - Death Note (LxLight, MattxMello)  - Killing Stalking (SangwooxYoonbum) 

Those are the only ones that I can think up off the bat, but please shoot me an email if there’s something that you’re wanting to try out! I’m open! 

Contact: [email protected]

#indie rp #indie roleplay #independent roleplay #oc rp #multiple paragraph #para #long term #email #marvel rp #avengers rp #harry potter rp #pokemon rp #marauders rp #spn rp #smut rp #mcu rp #dc rp #aou rp #anime rp #teenage mutant ninja turtles rp #IT rp #submission

[flowersonmymind1016]

Bichie Headcanons

Sometimes, the Losers can't shut Richie up, so Bill kisses him and that keeps him quiet for a bit. It becomes a running joke within the Losers. "Hey Bill, would you shut Richie up, please? He's giving me a headache," Eddie says.  "Beep-Beep Richie isn't working anymore, Bill. Take care of it," Stan says.

Richie rides double on Silver with Bill (this is canon, but I love it so much). Bill loves the feel of Richie's arms wrapped securely around him, his cheek pressed the middle of Bill's back as Bill zooms them through town.

Richie loves wearing Bill's baseball shirts and flannel shirts. At first, it was just him borrowing clothes to sleep in when he slept over at the Denbroughs, but he found out he loves the looser shirts, the smell of Bill on them.

Bill was on the baseball team in high school and Richie never missed a game. He would make signs that said, "Big Bill Dengbrough" or "Number 17 is my boyfriend".  

Bill loves it when Richie wears his baseball jersey, especially to school or around town.

In high school, Richie signed up for theater. Bill never missed a performance, sat front row, and always gave Richie a flower after every show.

Bill dedicates his book to Richie. "To my annoying, but loving husband, Richie "Trashmouth" Tozier.

Richie talks about his "husband, Bill Denbrough. You know, the best-selling, horror writer," in his stand up acts.

He always tries to sell Bill's books sometime during his shows. "My husband just came out with another book. You all need to go buy it and if you don't, you suck."

Bill never misses one of Richie's shows. He's always right there, front and center to laugh and cheer his husband on.

Richie never misses a book signing, book tour, or premier of the movie based on one of Bill's books.

#it 2017 #it 2019 #bill denbrough #richie tozier #bichie #headcanons #I will probably post a part 2 of Bichie #it otp