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losers-club-hcs · 9 months

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Helping Hands

Word count:1.7k

Warnings: description of minor wounds

About: Stan didn't expect to meet Bill especially not in this way but after helping him out after a biking accident he finds himself wishing to spent more time together.

A/N: I got impatient at the end so its a bit rushed 😅

Stanley Uris never really knew much love, at least not the kind of love he wanted to experience. Sure, his parents loved him, but even that felt fake at times, no Stanley wanted to feel desired, he wanted to hold a special place in someone's heart, a place reserved for him and him alone. The type of love that would bond their souls, wispy tendrils reaching out and tying together, becoming solidified. Although Stanley yearns for this love he never thought he would get to experience it for himself, only able to stare from afar, reaching out for something he could never have.

That was until he met him. Stan has seen him around before sure, but he's never really known him. Perhaps this was destiny, an event that had been unknowably predetermined by the universe since before he was even born, perhaps there is no such thing as fate, only consequences of actions. That was neither here nor there; however, the topic of fate versus free-will is a debate that Stanley is concerned with at the moment.

The meeting, in Stan's eyes, was one of the best things to happen to him so far in his life, the meeting that shaped his future in more ways than he could ever know.

It was a normal day, stan recalls nothing particularly exciting had happened and he was content with the state of content he found himself in. His mood, however, was quick to change when it happened.

The school day was nothing interesting, same old teachers, same old classmates, same old boring assignments, no, it was what happened after the school day that flipped the whole day on its side.

Stanley had been walking home from school, bike at his side, taking in the afternoon breeze when he heard it, a loud crash, followed by a dull smack of skin on concrete, trust him Stanley has taken enough tumbles to be familiar with the sound. Snapping his head down from the sky, where it had been positioned previously, he took in the concerning scene. A bike, laying on its side, looking a little beat up but nothing too concerning, what was concerning however, was the boy on the ground his hands and knees firmly planted on the concrete of the sidewalk, a bike crash Stanley determined and a pretty bad one too based on the state of the boys hands, which had been raised to the boys eye level to assess the damage. Stanley's immediate thought, being a very morally inclined person, was to assist the boy, or at the very least ask him if he was alright, so he did just that.

"Are you ok, that looks pretty bad" Stan inquired, but immediately backtracked knowing that the boy was in fact not alright, his palms and fingertips were covered in bloody scrapes with small rocks embedded into his skin, Stanley assumed his knees were in a similar state.

The boy gazed up at Stanley following his question, "i'm alright I th-think, thanks" he lied, his voice laced with faint traces of pain, his face showed similar signs of pain, a grimace painted on his mouth and scrunched eyebrows simply proved Stanley's theory, this boy was not ok even if he said he was

Stanley, deciding to call him out, spoke, "well you're obviously not ok, I mean do you see the state of your hands?" Stan asked, a small chuckle, lacking any humor, made its way out of his lips. Stan knew the boy would need some form of medical attention, knowing that he would feel guilty if he simply walked away from this, he decided to provide it himself, his house was just down the street anyway, and it was the least he could do, " come on, my house is just down the street those hands really need to get disinfected, probably your knees as well they're most likely scraped up too", Stan offered, while not giving the boy much room to argue.

"Oh, no it's ok it's not that bad, my house isn't too far from here, don't worry about me" the boy dismissed Stan's offer, probably not wanting to be a burden.

" that wasn't a question, that needs to be taken care of, my house is closer anyway and i'm offering to help you, so come on, I can push your bike", Stan's voice held no traces of irritation, simply firmness, he wasn't about to just abandon him there.

The boy's eyes narrowed in contemplation." You're sure it's not an issue, I don't want to be a burden or anything" the words coming from the boy's mouth made Stanley sigh, " why is this kid so stubborn? "

"I am one hundred percent positive you won't be a burden, now stop being stubborn and let's go" walking towards the boy as he spoke he grabbed his arm and pulled the boy off the ground, not wanting to cause further pain by grabbing his hand. After the boy was steady on his feet he grabbed the boys bike, along with his own and started off to his home, looking back to make sure the boy was following him

Stan's gaze snapped the boy out of his trance, quickly limping towards him to keep up. After a few seconds of uncomfortably silence Stan broke the tension with a question "my name's Stan Uris, yours?"

"Bill,Bill Denbrough" came the boy's response.

"Well Bill Denbrough, what happened to cause a crash like that?" Stan referenced the event that brought them to this point.

"Think it was a rock or something, i'm not quite sure", Bill answered the question, voice relaxed now that the tension was broken.

"Must have been some rock, I mean with that amount of damage you'd have thought it was a Boulder or something", Stan's joke earned a laugh from Bill, and Stan smiled at the boy in return. Looking ahead Stan realized that his house was just a few steps away and informed Bill of this fact. When he got close enough to the front steps of his house Stan gently placed both of the bikes on his lawn putting his kickstand down, but not seeing one on Bill's bike, he simply set it on the ground.

Stan gestured for Bill to follow him as he claimed the concrete steps in front of his house, opening the door for him to walk in first. Stan walked in behind him and closed the door. "My rooms just up the stairs" said Stan, moving towards the stairs, Bill said nothing in return but nodded his head in response. Walking up the stairs and down the hallway Stan came face to face with the door of his bedroom. His hand grasped the knob twisting it and pushing it open, stepping inside he held the door for Bill who stepped into the room cautiously.

"Take a seat on the bed i'll just go grab some disinfectant and stuff, it'll just take a minute" Stan informed the boy staring out the door to his bathroom, when he arrived he opened up the cabinet and retrieved the needed supplies from within, disinfectant spray, gauze, and medical tape he also wet a rag with warm water to wipe off the dirt and rocks on Bills hands and knees. Stan rushed back to his room, not wanting Bills injuries to go untreated any longer than they already have. He quickly returned to his bedroom entering once again and approached his bed, where Bill was sitting.

"Alright, give me your hands, I'll do those first and then your knees" Stan gestured to Bills hands. Bill obliged and Stan got to work, taking the wet rag and gingerly running it over Bills hands feeling sorry as Bill hissed in pain "sorry" Stan apologized before returning to the task at hand more gently this time first removing all the dirt and rocks from that hand before moving on to the other. There was a comfortable silence between the two only broken by the occasional sounds of pain from Bill and subsequent apologies from Stan. Satisfied with the cleanliness of Bills palms and fingers Stan then moved on to Bills knees. Stan placed a hand on bills calf raising his leg up slightly in order to get a better angle. Following the same routine he had for his hands gently swiping the rag across his skin untill All the debris disappeared. Stan made quick work of cleaning Bills knees, "now its time for the hard part, the disinfecting" Stan warned, knowing that it wouldn't be pleasant.

"Its fine, it won't be that bad" Bill reassured

"That's what you think, this stuff burns pretty bad",Stan informed, shaking the bottle of disinfectant spray if front of Bill Stans words were not at all reassuring.

"I can handle it" Bill said teasingly. To which Stan replied,

"If you say so", Stan raised the disinfectant spray to Bills knees and spritzed the wounds, trying his best to be quick. Once again Bill hissed in pain, the burning feeling worse than he thought it would be.

"Told ya" teased Stan.

"Oh hush, it's nothing I've had worse" Bill joked back.while the disinfectant was doing its job of disinfecting, stan applied some to Bills hands, earning the same sound of pain, this time was worse though, the injuries on his hands were worse than his knees "sorry" Stan said apologetically, before setting the bottle down and picking up the gauze and tape. Placing the gauze onto the injuries on bills knees, long strips of tape holding them in place. His hands required a diffrent approach, wrapping the gauze around his hands and fingers and then taping it into place securely.

"All done" said Stan, standing up from his previous kneeling position.

"Thanks" Bill spoke with appreciation tworads Stans actions.

"Its no problem, I'm just glad I could help" Stan reassured.

"Hey stan… would you wanna hang out sometime or something?" Bill asked, working that Stan would refuse his offer.

"Oh… yea sure just call me and I'll be there" Stan spoke, glad that Bill had asked the question that he himself had been contemplating on asking.

The two boys made their way downstairs and to the front door, goodbyes were said and plans were made. Bill reluctantly left Stans house, grabbed his bike and pushed it to his own home.

One thought was on both boys minds, "he's really cute".

#it #losers club #bill denbrough #it 2017 #fanfic #stenbrough #richie tozier #stanley uris #beverly marsh #eddie kaspbrak #ben hanscom #oneshot

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cosmicbrowniefan · 2 years

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reddie at prom?

i just want to dance with you

fandom/ship: it, reddie

summary: when eddie gets dumped the day before prom, his friends band together and make him over as glamorously as possible to make the son of a bitch see what he lost. however, this newfound confidence also attracts the attention of a certain richie tozier.

genre: one-shot, fluff, high school au, prom au

warnings: swearing, aged-up losers (17), intentional lowercase

word count: 2,702

“shh, sh. he’s not worth the tears.”

eddie was lying on bev’s bed, sobbing into her shirt. it was the day before prom, and his boyfriend of nine months had just text-dumped him, saying he found someone better.

“why the day before prom?” eddie sobbed. “he couldn’t have waited one more goddamn day?”

bev gritted her teeth and bit back what she really wanted to say. that son of a bitch had been horrible to eddie since day one. he had constantly ignored him, cancelled plans last minute, refused to ever take him, said nasty things, and had been caught cheating. but eddie still stayed with him, for whatever fucking reason.

“because,” bev said finally, “he’s an asshole. and you know that.” she plucked a tissue from the box next to her and held it out to him. “the boys are on the way over. we’ll all help you feel better.”

“i don’t even want to go to prom anymore,” eddie muttered through sniffles. before bev could respond, her bedroom door opened, and in walked stan, richie, mike, ben, and bill.

“h-hey,” said bill, looking over at eddie sadly and joining bev on her bed. “how are y-you feeling eddie?”

“like shit,” eddie said flatly.

ben frowned and came over, grabbing onto eddie’s hand and squeezing it tightly.

“eddie,” he said softly, “you didn’t do anything wrong. you know that, right?”

“if i didn’t do anything wrong, then why did he leave?” he sobbed.

“because he’s a fucking asshole!” stan exclaimed. he sighed when he saw his friend’s face and just how broken this idiot had made him. “how many times has he hurt you eddie?”

“what he means, eddie, is that someone like that genuinely doesn’t have care for anyone but themselves,” said mike, grabbing stan’s hand and looking him the eye, reminding him to keep his cool. “you have a big heart and a lot of love to give. you see the best in everyone and it’s really admirable. sometimes people just take advantage of that.”

richie tapped bill’s shoulder and gestured for him to get up. bill stood up from the bed and swapped spots with richie, so that richie was now on the other side of eddie next to bev, and bill was standing with his boyfriends.

“i could make a million jokes right now, but i don’t think that’s what you need,” richie said with a small smile. eddie sniffled and looked over at richie. “it sucks. no matter how much of an asshole he was, your emotions only remember the good things. and that’s what your heart holds onto. but mike is right. it may not feel like it right now, but this IS what’s best for you. i promise you’ll realize that in time.”

eddie’s tears were slowing down. he rolled off of bev and turned to roll into richie, a few tears dropping onto his shirt. ben took eddie’s place and cuddled up with his girlfriend.

“i don’t want to go to prom,” eddie whispered.

“not an option,” bev said immediately.

“agreed,” said stan.

“okay, but what if he’s there?”

“who cares?” said stan, giving him an encouraging smile. “eddie, prom is about making memories at a shitty school dance and making fun of all the popular girls that make it their entire personality to become prom queen. who CARES if he’s there? you don’t have to see him or talk to him. in fact, think of this as revenge. show him that you don’t fucking need him. you’re eddie fucking kaspbrak, you’ll look absolutely stunning and you’ll have a great night. in fact, i’m sure it’ll be much better now that you’re not going with him.” bill looked over and smiled, squeezing stan’s hand.

richie was rubbing circles on eddie’s back. it always helped eddie calm down. and richie would know- he had seen eddie after many a fight with this asshole.

eddie breathed in deeply as richie rubbed his back calmly.

“maybe you’re right,” he said finally, after a moment. “i didn’t get that new suit for nothing.”

“that’s the spirit!” bev said cheerfully.

“and i-if you want to l-leave early or s-something, we can j-just all go back to m-my house and watch m-movies,” bill said with a smile.

eddie nodded.

“yeah,” he said. “yeah. let’s fucking do it. show that son of a bitch what he’s missing.”

“damn right!”

***

the next day, eddie stared at himself in the mirror. he was wearing his brand new floral suit jacket with the black background. it was absolutely gorgeous, and fit eddie’s figure like a glove. it was time for the finishing touch. eddie slipped on a pair of lightning bolt earrings that richie had got him for his birthday.

perfect.

eddie left his house and headed down the street for bill’s, where they were all meeting beforehand. he prepared himself for the pitiful hyping up his friends were about to do with him. it was a sweet idea, sure, but it make him feel so childish and depressing.

eddie knocked on the door, and, after a moment, it opened. georgie smiled when he saw who it was, but then his jaw dropped as he got a full look at eddie.

“holy crap, eddie!” georgie said, his eyes widening as he opened the door. “you look amazing!”

eddie smiled. this kid’s validation was all he needed. kids can’t fake compliments that well, so he knew it was genuine.

“thanks, georgie,” he said. “where’s everyone else?”

“downstairs,” georgie said. “really, eddie, you look awesome!”

“thank you buddy.”

eddie took a breath and headed downstairs, the voices of his friends floating up the stairs to meet his ears. he heard stan and riche arguing over the proper way to tie a tie. eddie shook his head and smiled. he didn’t even need to see it to know that stan was definitely right.

“hey.”

everyone looked up from their conversations and took a look at eddie.

and every. single. jaw. DROPPED.

bev rushed forward first and engulfed him in a tight hug.

“oh my god, look at you!” she exclaimed. “you look absolutely STUNNING!”

“a-any chance you g-guys are down to m-make us a foursome?” bill said absently to stan and mike, not taking his eyes off of eddie. the other two, who also couldn’t peel themselves away, nodded quickly, making eddie laugh.

“look at that suit!” ben said, smiling and coming over to give eddie a hug as well. “i’m so glad you decided to come tonight.”

“me too,” eddie said, only lying a little. “i just hope i don’t regret it later.”

“you won’t,” bev assured. she looked down at her phone. “come on guys, we need to get going.”

everyone moved up and out, towards the door to get in their cars, each of them patting eddie on the back and complimenting him on the way out. the last to leave was richie.

“are you actually gonna come with us, or just stand there with your mouth open all night?” eddie joked. richie looked taken aback, and quickly shut it, plastering on a grin.

“first of all- that’s what she said,” he said, “and second of all- i’m waiting for you to turn around so i can watch your ass while you go up the stairs.”

eddie shook his head and smiled. even richie’s stupid jokes were endearing tonight.

“come on, dipshit.”

***

the losers arrived at prom about 20 minutes in, but that’s just when they wanted to get there. as stan put it, “only REAL losers go to prom right on time”, and no one could really argue with that logic.

eddie scanned the room when they stepped in. all too soon, he spotted exactly the face he didn’t want to see.

bev immediately saw him glaring daggers and followed his gaze. she took his arm and tugged him towards the dance floor.

“come on, guys,” she called back to the rest of the group. “forget him,” she said so only eddie could hear. “let’s show him what he’s missing out on.”

bev took the group to a spot that was far away enough from eddie’s ex, but close enough that he would be in earshot.

“wow, eddie fucking kaspbrak, you are looking GORGEOUS tonight, my love!” she yelled. eddie blushed and laughed.

“really bev?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “you didn’t have to do that.”

“what’s that?” mike added in loudly. “you’re newly SINGLE? damn, people better start lining up!”

eddie shook his head and shoved mike playfully. he saw richie looking at him out of the corner of his eye and turned red, looking in the opposite direction.

he looked really good tonight.

“enough of this bullshit,” eddie said after a few minutes. “i’m going to make a request.”

“go for it!”

eddie strayed from his friends, feeling a bit more confident from before. he strutted right past his ex and his friend group, feeling eyes on his back. he grinned to himself. what a satisfying feeling.

“can i make a request?”

the dj took down his headphones and leaned towards eddie to hear him better through the blaring music.

“sure kid, what is it?”

“prom dress by mxmtoon.”

“you got it.”

eddie walked with a new spring in his step as he headed back to his friend group.

“holy fuck, eddie kaspbrak, how are you single?” bev said loudly in the general direction of eddie’s ex. eddie laughed and shook his head.

“you know you don’t have to do that every time we’re in earshot of him,” he said.

“i know, but it’s fun! and seriously, holy fuck!”

eddie laughed and shook his head.

“you really do look fucking amazing.”

eddie turned and saw richie bent down near him.

“thanks, rich.”

“you really do,” richie said sincerely. and eddie could tell that he meant it just by the look in his eyes. “i mean, the outfit of course is doing wonders, but your confidence is literally making you glow. you just look so much... i don’t know, freer? happier?”

“i’m definitely both of those things,” eddie said, smiling up at richie. feeling even more confident by this validation, eddie turned to completely face richie and got closer, dancing right next to him and looking in his eyes the whole time. richie raised an eyebrow.

“mr. kaspbrak, this is quite unlike you,” richie said, amused, but frankly, feeling incredibly whipped at this moment more than ever before. “i think this is the closest you’ve gotten to me when we’re not hugging. and it’s certainly the longest you’ve gone without yelling at me for something.”

eddie laughed.

“sorry, tozier, am i freaking you out?” he said flirtatiously. “because really, i can easily back away and start yelling at you for something,” he added innocently.

richie shook his head and smirked, running his eyes up and down eddie.

“absolutely fucking not,” he murmured.

at that moment, “prom dress” came on, just like eddie had requested.

“oh my god,” said bev, her eyes going wide and darting right to eddie. “is this what you requested?”

eddie grinned and nodded. he couldn’t help but flick his eyes over to his ex, who looked absolutely stunned at the choice of song. suddenly, however, he seemed to connect the dots, and his gaze found eddie. eddie, who was once again feeling bold, smiled and waved over at him, then blew him a kiss.

“eddie, you’re such a fucking icon,” said stan, who had watched the whole interaction go down.

the chorus of the song started playing, and the whole losers club got in a circle and started jumping up and down, screaming the lyrics.

“I’M SITTING HERE, CRYING IN MY PROM DRESS. I’D BE THE PROM QUEEN IF CRYING WAS A CONTEST!” eddie screamed at the top of his lungs. he had never felt so relieved and powerful in his life. after the first chorus was done, eddie looked over and richie and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the middle of the dance floor.

“dance with me,” eddie said, smiling up at richie. “that’s all i want from tonight, rich. to dance with someone who actually cares about me. i just want to dance with you.”

richie smiled back immediately. “you certainly don’t have to ask me twice.”

with that, richie pulled eddie closer in and they began to slow dance, completely off tempo and rhythm, but neither of them cared. all thoughts of his ex melted away from eddie’s mind. he could only focus on the beautiful boy in front of him. the boy who had annoyed him to no ends, but who had defended him time and again with his life. the boy who had fought with him over a hammock countless times, but who would always give him the last french fry.

the boy who was there for eddie every single fucking time his shitty ex had done something that upset him.

“hey,” eddie said softly, “want to get out of here?”

for once, richie was at a loss for words. he simply nodded instead.

the two waved goodbye to their friends (all of who gave richie bug eyes and thumbs up when eddie wasn’t looking), and headed for the door. eddie could feel a pair of eyes staring daggers into his back, but he didn’t care. nothing could ruin his night.

when they got into richie’s old beat up pick up truck, eddie immediately turned on the radio and rolled down the windows, singing along to the olivia rodrigo song that had so fittingly come on just then.

richie laughed and shook his head as eddie sang. “where do you want to go, princess?”

“i don’t care, just drive!” eddie called over the music, closing his eyes and sticking his hand out the window, allowing the rush of the air and the music and the stare of cute boy driving to drown out all the negativity in his life.

richie drove the two of them up to the scenic overlook in town. there was only one other car there across the lot. they pulled into a spot and rolled up the windows, turning down the music and staring out at the city lights in front of them.

“thanks, richie,” eddie said after a moment. he had a soft smile on his face that hadn’t left all night and that he really didn’t think would leave.

“for what?” richie asked, cocking his head. “driving you up here? because i can easily make a joke about this being a hook-up spot and make you regret everything.”

eddie laughed and shook his head. that was normally something he’d yell at richie for saying, but not tonight.

“no, not that,” he said.

“for what, then?”

“i started this night just wanting to distract myself and show my ex that i didn’t need him, even though i wanted him,” said eddie, looking straight ahead out the windshield. he could feel richie’s gaze on him. “but you guys all hyped me up so much and i actually started believing those things you all told me. and by the end of the night, i was thinking so much more about how incredible i am and honestly? i don’t want him anymore. i deserve better than that.” eddie turned to face richie, who was hanging onto his every word. “i really gained a lot more confidence in this last day than i ever thought i could. and i really owe that to all you guys, but especially you.”

“especially me?” richie asked. “why me?”

“because,” eddie said, taking a breath and preparing to do the bravest thing he ever had, “you showed me what it felt like to love someone who actually cares about me. you actually care about me. and, honestly richie, i think it’s you. i think it’s always been you.”

richie’s eyes widened and he looked taken aback, but his expression soon softened and he leaned in with a smile.

“you have no idea,” he murmured against eddie’s lips, “how fucking long i’ve been waiting to hear that.”

and with that, the two closed the gap between them. he might not have been crying, but eddie still felt like the prom queen that night.

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areyoureddieforittaylorsversion · 1 year

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Reddie Christmas Day One - Too Cold

I've decided to write a series of reddie oneshots based off Christmas prompts from today until Christmas! I'm also posting this on my ao3 account cause yes. Anygay, hope you guys like it.

"I am not going outside with you, Richie, it's like twenty degrees out!" Eddie complains as Richie puts on his shoes.

"Eds, it's Christmas time!" Richie says, standing up and grabbing Eddie's jacket.

"It is not." Eddie says as Richie slides his jacket on for him and zips it up. "It's Thanksgiving, Richie."

"Oh, come on, sweetheart." Richie says, kissing his cheek sweetly and grabbing his gloves. "It snowed on Thanksgiving and that makes it Christmas time."

"I highly disagree." Eddie says.

Richie shushes him and kisses his forehead, taking his hand and pulling his gloves on. "Now put on your shoes, darling. I don't want your toes to fall off."

Eddie makes a face, shaking his head but he puts on his shoes anyway. "Gross, Richie."

"Now, come on, Eds." Richie says, taking his hand pulling him outside.

Eddie shivers as soon as he gets outside even though the cold doesn't hit him at first. Richie laughs and lets go of his hand, picking up a handful of snow and throwing it at Eddie. Eddie shrieks and brushes the snow off his face.

"Richie, you asshole!" Eddie yelps, his nose already reddened from the cold.

"I'm so sorry, Eds, you just looked so cute." Richie says, walking over to him and tapping his nose. "Cute, cute, cute!"

Eddie huffs and pushes his hand away. "I am not cute."

Richie laughs before he tackles him into the snow. Eddie bursts out laughing, too shocked to pretend he's upset about it.

"Richie!" He shouts through his laughter, snow getting in his hair and down his shirt.

"My cute little Eds!" Richie says, pressing kisses to every inch of skin he can get his hands on.

"Richie, stop it!" Eddie laughs, pushing him off and sitting up.

After at least forty five minutes, the pair head inside, faces red and covered in snow. They shuck off their soaking wet clothes and change into warm clothes fresh from the dryer. They sit on the couch, Eddie between Richie's legs, his back against his chest.

When after fifteen minutes, Eddie is still shivering, Richie gets a little worried. Not worried worried, just that his boy is uncomfortable worried.

"You're so cold, Eddie, baby." Richie says, rubbing his hands up and down his arms.

"We were out in the fucking snow for three quarters of an hour, Rich." Eddie says.

"Still, better warm you up." He says, taking both of Eddie's hands in his, rubbing his thumbs against his palms.

Eddie laughs, shaking his head as Richie leaves gentle kisses along his neck. "Just go make some hot chocolate, asshole."

Richie lets him go but quickly takes his hand, pulling him up with him. He walks into the kitchen, placing Eddie on the counter and earning a laugh from him before he grabs the milk out of the fridge and the hot chocolate mix out of the pantry. He sets them down and pulls his phone out of his pocket and turns on All I Want For Christmas Is You, making Eddie groan.

"Richie, come on." Eddie says but Richie only shakes his head, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I don't want a lot for Christmas. There is just one thing I need. I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree." Richie sings, purposefully off key just to annoy Eddie further.

"Richie." Eddie giggles, kicking him lightly. "Make me hot chocolate before I freeze to death."

Richie laughs but nods, continuing to sing as he warms the milk. "I just want you for my own more than you could ever know. Make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas is you." He grins at Eddie when he says the last part, making him roll his eyes.

Eddie allows him to sing for the rest of the process but he turns off the music as soon as Richie hands him the hot chocolate. Eddie drinks it and smiles. It instantly warms him up, but that might just be because of how happy it makes him.

"Thank you, Rich." He says with a soft smile.

"I love you, Eddie, baby." Richie says, kissing his nose.

"I love you too, asshole."

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zoomerel · 2 years

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i'm gonna write oneshots ,, imagines and head cannons.

i will not be doing nsfw as i think it'd be weird to write ,, i will also not be doing minor and adult romantic relationships.

here are the fandoms ,,

stranger things

that 70's show

it 2019 or 1990 miniseries

umbrella academy.

harry potter-?

a series of unfortunate events

the cast of those following shows / series / movies ,, although maybe not as much

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creepswrites · 1 year

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❝ CREEPS ‣ HE/IT ‣ REQUESTS OPEN ❞ ‣ ALL WRITING ‣ MASTERLIST ‣ VIEW RULES AND REGULATIONS BELOW TO REQUEST!

I. ❝ RESTRICTIONS ❞

‣ The following themes are PROHIBITED: racism, homophobia, transphobia, inc*st, ped*philia, illegal age gaps, extreme/harmful fetishes and kinks, r*pe, self-h*rm, suic*de, & extremely graphic abuse/depictions of abuse.

‣ Topics such as mental illness, violent scenes, and mention/depiction of abuse may pop up on occasion and will be properly tagged. While violent scenes may occur, I try to avoid topics I know to be upsetting to read as well as topics I myself find upsetting.

‣ I will NOT write smut with underage muses of mine, even if the reader is the same age.

‣ I will write for AMAB, AFAB, TRANS, and GN READERS! If you have specific pronouns for your reader request, make sure to state those! I always default to gender neutral reader unless otherwise specified :)

‣ Please do NOT repost my writing anywhere! Ask to translate, do not unless I have given explicit permission for you to do so.

II. ❝ THEMES ❞

‣ Common themes I write for include but are not limited to:

fluff / slice of life

angst / darker themes

nsfw / smut

violence

multi-chapter stories

‣ I do write reader x canon OR canon x canon, so long as it does not violate any of my restrictions! I can be picky about what canon x canon pairing I write for though, it has to speak to me.

III. ❝ REQUESTING ❞

‣ I reserve the right to deny any request for any reason.

‣ Do not spam/pressure me to write! I write for what inspires me in the moment. Requests will be completed when I have the time.

‣ Requests sent when they're closed will be discarded!

HEADCANONS | 1-3K ONESHOT | 4K+ ONESHOT

‣ Headcanons : Five character max, one character min. If the headcanon prompt is specific enough, it can be combined with a small drabble! These vary in length/detail. Unless characters for headcanons are specified, I'll likely write as many/as few as I feel inspired for! Usually within the same fandom/theme, so long as they fit the prompt given!

‣ 1-3k Oneshot : These vary in length & detail depending on the material provided. If requesting, please specify, otherwise I default to headcanons. These can take me longer than headcanons so I take requests for them more sparingly.

‣ 4k+ Oneshot : Meant for more specific scenarios with lots of ideas & content involved! I rarely do these unless I'm particularly inspired by the prompt given. Usually, 4k+ is reserved for long-term story chapters.

IV. ❝ MUSES ❞

‣ Michael Myers : Halloween (1987, RZ, & 2018/Kills)

‣ Jason Voorhees : Friday the 13th

‣ Bubba Sawyer & Thomas Hewitt : The Texas Chainsaw Massacre

‣ Brahms Heelshire : The Boy (2016)

‣ Billy Lenz : Black Christmas (1974)

‣ Vincent Sinclar, Bo Sinclair, & Lester Sinclair : House of Wax (2005)

‣ Stu Macher & Billy Loomis : Scream

‣ Leslie Vernon : Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon

‣ Pyramid Head : Silent Hill

‣ Carrie White : Carrie

‣ Danny Johnson, Anna, & Amanda Young : Dead by Daylight ‣ You may ask me to try any DBD character though!

‣ Corey Cunningham : Halloween Ends (sparingly)

‣ Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Mike Wheeler, Will Byers : Stranger Things (sparingly)

‣ Bill Denbrough, Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Mike Hanlon, Beverly Marsh, Ben Hanscom : IT (1990, 2017 & 2019) (sparingly)

‣ ICON + HEADER ‣ COVER IMAGE ‣ LAYOUT INSPO

#🔪 creeps writes #slasher fanfiction #slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #horror writing #halloween 1978 #house of wax #black christmas #behind the mask #the texas chainsaw massacre #friday the 13th #the boy 2016 #carrie 1976 #dead by daylight #silent hill #scream #halloween ends #stranger things #it 2017

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embodyingchaos · 11 months

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(´｡• ᵕ •｡`) finn wolfhard masterlist

last updated: 25th august, 2023 newest: yandere tyler(dog days) hcs

rules for requesting: ✮ disclaimer: i do not do smut, i can do dark themes such as stalking, etc. requests are open.

finn wolfhard - none yet. mike wheeler(stranger things) - none yet. richie tozier(it) yandere richie tozier genre: richie tozier x gn!reader, headcanons warnings: yandere tingz, implications of murder, stalker behaviour, mean richie, mentions of cuts and bruises, possessiveness, manipulation trevor spengler(ghostbusters: afterlife) - none yet. tyler(dog days) yandere tyler genre: tyler x gn!reader, headcanons warnings: yandere behaviour, stalking, obsession, creepy tyler, delusional tyler, implications of murder, manipulation, gaslighting

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kyutepups · 10 months

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I was just about to drift into snooze land but then I had an aching sickening (like my stomach dropped) thought of MY Richie Tozier dating a FEMALE. Soon enough the rest of the intrusive thoughts were rushing in and time was of the essence. I had to swiftly pull up a reddie oneshot book before the thoughts took over and guided me to a very depressing place.

The moral of the story is don’t get obsessed with anything, it will ruin your fucking life forever.

#richie tozier #reddie #it stephen king #gay richie tozier #gay Richie Tozier on top #please god I can’t take this bull anymore #LET ME SLEEP IN PEACE RICHIE TOZIER

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babygirllinds · 1 year

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ao3 masterlist

Top Gun

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky/Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Danger is Calling my Name - explicit/oneshot

— “When Ice told Maverick that he was dangerous, he wasn't lying. The man flew too close to the edge, never once following the rules set in the parameters of the mission. But when Ice said those words, he held an entirely different meaning in mind.”

happiness - explicit/oneshot (background Slimav relationship)

— Maverick’s relationship with Ice throughout the years.

Merry Christmas - explicit/oneshot

— “Ice has never really liked Christmas, but he thinks that maybe he could learn to like it as long as he has Maverick by his side.”

say you’ll be my wife tonight - explicit/oneshot

— "I've been thinking about how pretty of a wife you'd be for me."

seduction plan: failed? - explicit/oneshot

— Maverick uses his best pants to seduce the Iceman. It fails. So he brings out the big guns: the short shorts.

kitten - explicit/oneshot

— Where Pete wears a collar, calls Tom daddy, and has intense feelings of emptiness that can only be sated one way… with Tom’s cock.

Let me Teach you a Lesson or Two - explicit/multi-chapter (ongoing)

— college!au (long-hair bratty mav + dominant tutor ice)

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky/Ron “Slider” Kerner/Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

lend a helping hand - explicit/two-shot

— A/B/O smut: Ice and Slider are good bros who just want Maverick to not be in pain during his heat… they also might have feelings for him and their help isn’t entirely selfless.

I saw him first - explicit/two-shot

— Slider saw Maverick first and was immediately attracted to him. Here’s the kicker though… Ice also wants Maverick. They come to a mutual understanding.

Ron “Slider” Kerner/Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

piercing pleasure - explicit/two-shot

— Maverick doesn’t believe Slider when he boasts about his dick size. Ice sets him right. Along with exposing that Slider has a cock piercing… and the fact that he has feelings for Maverick.

there is happiness - explicit/oneshot (background Icemav relationship)

— sequel to happiness/takes place in Slider’s POV.

The Magicians

Quentin Coldwater/Eliot Waugh

Illicit Affairs - explicit/oneshot

— Where Eliot and Quentin are in love, but neither know how to cope with their feelings. So, instead they end up fucking in secret, because what’s better than ignoring the obvious?

Happy Birthday, Q - explicit/oneshot

— "Let me make you forget your sadness for tonight, Q," Eliot's words were muffled as his kisses made their way to his ear, tongue dipping in slightly. "Let me make you forget tonight and give you a memorable birthday, sweet boy."

If the World Was Ending - mature/oneshot

— In which an earthquake happens and Eliot realizes just how much he misses Quentin.

Quentin Coldwater/Margo Hanson/Eliot Waugh

Thinking of You + 1 - explicit/oneshot

— Missing scenes from Season 1 of The Magicians. Quentin has harbored feelings for Eliot for a while and the threesome has brought them to light.

IT (Stephen King)

Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier

Like a Prayer - explicit/oneshot

— In which it’s Richie’s birthday and Eddie just wants to worship his boyfriend’s dick.

Devil in an Angel’s Disguise - explicit/oneshot

— "Eds... literally fuck me all to hell," Richie's eyes glazed over, darkening from brown to almost black, "you're not wearing anything underneath that little skirt, are you?”

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emxisms · 11 months

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ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

What I will write:

✧ Fluff

✧ Headcanons

✧ Oneshots

✧ Multi-Chapter Stories

✧ Angst

What I will not write:

✧ Smut

✧ Any triggering topics.

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ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰

𝕲𝖑𝖊𝖊 ⬎

✧ Sam Evans

✧ Quinn Fabray

✧ Finn Hudson

𝕳𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝕺𝖋 𝖂𝖆𝖝 ⬎

✧ Bo Sinclair

✧ Lester Sinclair

✧ Vincent Sinclair

✧ Carly Jones

✧ Nick Jones

✧ Wade

✧ Paige Edwards

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖉 ⬎

✧ Rick Grimes

✧ Daryl Dixon

✧ Carl Grimes (Seasons 8+)

✧ Michonne

✧ Maggie Greene

✧ Glenn Rhee

𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖑 ⬎

✧ Sam Winchester

✧ Dean Winchester

✧ Castiel

✧ Rowena Macleod

✧ Charlie Bradbury

𝕿𝖊𝖝𝖆𝖘 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖜 ⬎

✧ Tex Sawyer

✧ Bubba Sawyer

✧ Vilmer Slaughter

✧ Richter

✧ Thomas Hewitt

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖔𝖞 ⬎

✧ Brahms Heelshire

✧ Greta Evans

✧ Malcolm

𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 ⬎

✧ Eddie Munson

✧ Jonathan Byers

✧ Argyle

✧ Jim Hopper

✧ Joyce Byers

✧ Steve Harrington

✧ Nancy Wheeler

✧ Robin Buckley

✧ Chrissy Cunningham

𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 ⬎

✧ Jasper Hale

✧ Edward Cullen

✧ Carlisle Cullen

✧ Alice Cullen

✧ Bella Swan (Vampire & Human)

✧ Rosalie Hale

✧ Emmett Cullen

✧ Esme Cullen

✧ Charlie Swan

𝕾𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 ⬎

✧ Stu Macher

✧ Billy Loomis

✧ Sidney Prescott

✧ Tatum Barber

✧ Randy Meeks

✧ Gale Weathers

✧ Tara Carpenter

✧ Sam Carpenter

✧ Ethan Landry

✧ Kirby Reed

✧ Chad Meeks

✧ Danny Brackett / 'Cute Guy'

✧ Quinn Bailey

✧ Wayne Bailey

𝕴𝕿 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖔 ⬎

✧ Richie Tozier

✧ Beverly Marsh

✧ Eddie Kaspbrak

✧ Bill Denbrough

✧ Stanley Uris

✧ Mike Hanlon

𝕸𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖓 𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 ⬎

✧ Gloria Prichett

✧ Haley Dunphy (Adult)

✧ Phil Dunphy

✧ Claire Dunphy

✧ Dylan Marshall

𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 ⬎

✧ Fiona Gallagher

✧ Lip Gallagher

✧ Ian Gallagher

✧ Mickey Milkovich

✧ Carl Gallagher (Adult)

✧ Veronica Fisher

✧ Kevin Ball

✧ Jimmy / Steve Lishman

✧ Svetlana Yevgeni

✧ Sean Pierce

✧ Sierra Morton

𝕮𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖘 ⬎

✧ Spencer Reid

✧ Aaron Hotchner

✧ Derek Morgan

✧ Jennifer Jareau

✧ Emily Prentiss

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𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 ☑️

🔘 : Off

☑️ : On

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