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anonymous asked:

reddie and stenbrough as parents hcs!!!!!

- bill and stan would be the cutest dads in the world oh my god

- they adopt twin girls and they’re the smallest most precious things in the world

- bill would teach the girls piano from a young age and they play every day for him

- stan explains the jewish faith to them but tells them they can follow whatever path they want, he just wants them to know more about their dad

- they call bill ‘dad’ and stan ‘papa’ 

- their uncle george is literally their favourite person ever, minus their dads obviously

- bill and stan got married after they adopted and their girls got to be the flower girls and they wore matching dresses and little flower crowns and stan cried so much when he saw them

- the girls would be SUPER close with the other losers, especially their godfather’s eddie and richie

- speaking of…

- guess who adopted a little boy and a little girl? its reddie

- the girl ends up exactly like richie, cocky and rude and hilarious and eddie loves her just as much as he loves richie

- the boy was a little shyer, like eddie, and would stick by his side constantly

- the kids keep giving eddie nicknames because they grew up hearing richie call their dad every nickname he could possibly think of

- their personal favourite is ‘popsicle’

- richie is just plan old dad, but he loves it because he feels totally more masculine

- he’s also constantly making dad jokes that make everyone cringe

- their little girl grew up way too fast and started dating early and eddie was so happy for her but richie was ready to beat this boys ass

- “no boy is going to break my little girls heart, eds”

- all four of the guys had play dates with their kids every weekend and the four kids bonded so well and were basically the new losers club

- bev and ben were the ‘cool aunt and uncle’ that always had chewing gum and movies to watch

- but uncle mike’s farm was a fucking blast and that’s how one of the twins got into horse riding and realised she wanted to become a vet

- eddie and richie’s little boy likes bird watching with his uncle stan

- babygirl tozier loves video games just like her dad and beat his high score when she was 9; eddie never let richie live that down

- the kids would always have sleepovers together and always fall asleep in bill and stan’s living room, and their dads would just watch them fondly and wonder how they got so damn lucky

Richie’s hair (part 3)

To celebrate 1.5k of you beautiful people, I present to you part 3 of my most requested Headcanons

Sorry for typos, I’ll add links soon

- the losers use the fact that touching Richie’s hair calms him down more than they probably should

- considering the fact they’re 17, he has a boyfriend and touching his hair is pretty much a kink now

- he can’t help it, it just feels so damn good

- ‘It feels better than sex Eddie, you don’t understand’

- however the losers don’t know this, they just think it’s like petting a dog on that one spot they like the most

- and Richie can’t protest because he can’t find his words if someone touches his hair

- one particular movie night Richie’s ADHD was pretty bad and ended up with moving around so much that everyone had to either 'beep beep’ him or touch his hair

- So Eddie decided enough was enough, they need to understand d what they’re actually doing to his boyfriend

- so when Richie goes to get more blankets, Eddie stands in the middle of the room and explains it to them

- 'Okay everyone we need to chill with touching Richie’s hair, okay?’

- 'Why, we aren’t trying to steal him from you?’

- 'No, Stan, I know you’re not but it’s just awkward to explain’

- so Eddie eventually explains that they’re pretty much turning Richie on when they’re touching his hair and that having his hair touched is a massive kink for him

- 'Well shit’ - Stan

- they still do it in desperate times and it’s mainly Bev and Eddie who do

- They also now understand why Eddie touches Richie’s hair when they kiss

- And now the losers pick on them about it if they ever see Eddie’s hand anywhere near Richie’s hair

- Like one day they were watching a movie and Georgie decided to join them for it

- Richie and Eddie sat on the sofa with Richie slightly slumped down it with his face pressed against Eddie neck

- like half way through the movie Stan looked over to see Eddie’s hand in Richies dark curls

- he instantly gasps super loud, grabbing Georgie to cover his eyes

- 'Guys ! There’s are children’

- Bill looks up to see what’s happening because why is his boyfriend yelling

- Stan covers Bill’s eyes too

- 'CHILDREN, EDDIE!! How could you taint these innocent minds’

- Richie is too tired to reply, so Eddie does it for him

- 'We all know Bill isn’t innocent Stan’

- Both Stan and Bill go red at that

- another time is when they’re sitting in a restaurant, just getting milkshakes like they do everyday Wednesday

- it’s like a celebration that they got through half the week

- Richie is so exhausted from school that he puts his head face don’t on the table

- Eddie comforts his dramatic boyfriend by placing a hand on his head and ruffling his hair

- they’re rudely interrupted by Bev

- 'Isn’t that like having sex with him in public, though? You guys really shouldn’t do that, ya nasties’

- Eddie just keeps looking at Richie with a red face

- Richie says something but it’s muffled by the table, it was probably an insult

- 'What was that?’

- 'I said Eddie’s mums a nasty’

- 'Ah I thought so…yanno, why do I even date you?!’

- it’s safe to say that there was not more hair-touching that evening

- However the losers also let them have their moments as they watch in awe because let’s face it, they’re adorable

- one day they were meeting up outside school when it finished to go to Bills for their Friday sleepover

- Richie was visibly tired and just done with that day

- he walked up in front of eddie, wrapped his arms around his waist and put his head on Eddie’s shoulder

- the losers watched in concern as their usual happy jokey Richie was obviously not okay

- Eddie placed one hand on Richie’s arm and the other in his hair, knowing just what to do to take his mind off whatever he was thinking about

- 'You good?’

- Eddie only got a muffled 'mhm’ and a nod as a reply

- he looked up to see all the losers watching them and turned red

- another time was at Bill’s house, it was the morning after a sleepover

- Eddie and Richie though they were the only ones awake so naturally they decide cuddling until the losers wake up is the best option

- and cuddling always involves Eddie playing with Richie’s hair

- which ends with Richie become pretty much a noodle whilst laying Eddie

- however they didn’t know that Bev has low-key been watching them the whole time

- she even snaps a photo with her polaroid camera

- she slowly wakes the rest of the losers to appreciate the adorable scene with her

- however she uncovers another cute scene when she realised that Stan and Bill were also cuddling but whilst sleeping

- (she’s used to them doing this because Stan and Bill are the designated cuddlers of the group)

- In their usually position with Bill becoming an octopus and Stan putting a leg over Bills waist and arms around Bill’s neck

- she takes a photo of that too

- all in all there’s an equal amount of teasing and appreciation when it comes to Eddie and Richie

Add more because I know you want too xo

Now I’ve Got You In My Arms

Pairing: Richie Tozier/ Eddie Kaspbrak

Warnings: hickeys, lots of hickey talk, implications of oral sex, implied top!eddie, a lot of fluff sorry

they are 18

word count: 2,726

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Eddie sucks in a breath when he watches Richie slide on a clean shirt, his back muscles flexing. He shudders and shakes away the thoughts because, Eddie Kaspbrak and Richie Tozier are not gay, okay? Especially not together. Just sometimes they kiss and give each other hickeys when they’re alone. (They don’t admit to anyone they’re from each other, but they wear their bruises proudly.) (Okay, so they’re a little gay.) (They’re hella gay.)

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The Good Girl’s Bad Boy

@trickydillion asked

“Can you do the good bad boy for Yoongi too? And when they go on the date some guys start coming onto the reader and Yoongi protects them? Sorry you don’t have to just asking…”


PAIRING:Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Badboy! AU,  School AU! Fluff

Word count: 1.3k


When your date with Min Yoongi is interrupted because of unwanted attention, you finally see the good man behind the bad boy. 

A/N: I loved writing it.This is the lil brother of The Good Bad boy! Please give it a lot of love too. I hope you enjoy reading this :) 


Originally posted by bubblepop2107

Anger was building up in you as paper planes kept on hitting your desk. You stormed off to Yoongi’s  desk as you had enough. “What the hell is your problem Yoongi?” you yelled, the eyes of your fellow classmates turning towards you both. Yoongi was sitting on his chair with his feet propped up on his desk, tie hanging loosely off his neck and a lollipop stick dangling off his lips. The moment you laid eyes on him all traces of anger were placed by nervousness.

He slammed his hands on the table before he stood up. “I” he stepped towards you. “Am” you stepped back. This happened until you found yourself in an isolated corner of the class with Yoongi’s hands caging you in. “asking where our date should be” he bent down to your eye level.  You avoided his gaze because your stomach knotted every time you looked at him. With your eyes travelling everywhere except for resting on his face you answered. “ I never said yes” at which he chuckled. “I never asked sugar” he whispered.

“Tell you what. I promise I wont touch you without your permission.” he said aloud and you could hear your classmates gasp in shock. These were not the words anyone in school expected to hear from him because Yoongi was the bad boy and boys weren’t supposed to be so respectful “I wont even kiss you without your permission” he whispered just loud enough for you to hear. Your head finally snapped in his direction and he smirked, satisfied with your response. “I’ll pick you up at 7” he turned around and walked away to his desk ready to start a very long day and you stood completely stunned in your spot because Min Yoongi had just asked you out.

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Healthy Lunches - Reddie

Summary: Eddie sees that Richie is left with no other option but to eat unhealthy school lunches for his only meal, so he comes up with an idea to help.

Words: 843

Warnings: swearing, fluff

A/N: I literally got thi idea while making my lunch yesterday, so it’s a little bad but I think its adorable :)

Eddie sat down on the chilled lunch bench beside Stan. He rested his brown paper bag on the table and placed a clean paper towel down. Beginning to remove the contents of the bag- a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, celery sticks, grapes in a plastic container, a tiny water bottle, and string cheese- he placed it all strategically on the towel. Eddie packed nearly the same lunch every day, the consistency kept him calm.

He unzipped his fanny pack and pulled out a small bottle of hand sanitizer, squeezing a decently sized dollop on the center of his hand. Rubbing his hands together in slow and precise motion, Eddie successfully defeated 99% of the germs on his hands.

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Pairings: Richie Tozier x Reader, Richie Tozier x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff?

Word Count: 658

Requested: Yes

Warnings: body shaming, fat shaming, self esteem issues, Henry being a dick, swearing.

A/N: I hope you all are having a great day! Keep sending in requests!


It was no lie that Y/N didn’t like the way she looked. There were many little things here and there that she didn’t care for, whether that be her hair, or her eyes or any of the other small things she despised. However, there was always one huge thing she wished she could change. Her weight. She’d go from having good days and feeling super body confident to having terrible days where she felt disgusting and desired only to change.

Bev, her best friend, always told her how beautiful she was and that she should never think of changing because she was perfect but Y/N could never bring herself to completely believe the words the Beverly was constantly throwing her way. Bev sometimes said it to Y/N like a mantra, and repeated it while soothing her upset friend but that usually worked as a short time fix, not a longtime one.

It didn’t help that everyone at her school were either close minded or, to put it frank, assholes. In particular, one infamous group of bullies known more predominantly as ‘The Bowers Gang.’ Lead by Henry Bowers, his gang were known for picking on easy targets, to be specific, the losers club. The amount of times Henry or Patrick had spewed hate at Y/N or said no one would ever love her, was endless, but that didn’t stop Y/N from developing a crush on her fellow friend, known as, the Trashmouth Tozier.


“You know, Y/N, I always heard fat girls were lazy… but look at you! You’re practically running to get away from us!” Henry taunted as he stood surrounded by his goons while they laughed, only encouraging them further.

Y/N had actually found the other two members of the gang, Belch and Vic, to be quite pleasant when they weren’t influenced by their peers. They usually left her alone but Henry and Patrick could be deemed ruthless towards her.

Before Y/N could react or say anything back to Henry - if she could work up the courage - she was cut off by said crush.

“Hey, Bowers, why don’t you fuck off, huh?” Richie bravely shouted at his and his crushes tormentor.

“You are so going to regret that, four eyes!”


“You didn’t have to do that for me, Richie.”

“I know.” Richie began, “But I wanted to.”

The two friends were sat on Y/N’s bed as she pulled worked on fixing the numerous bruises that were scattered across Richie’s face.

“It’s just, he’s such an asshole, Y/N, and you don’t deserve that. You’re beaut-” Richie stopped in the middle of the sentence, cursing himself for letting it slip out. He couldn’t have you finding out he had the biggest crush on him, not when he thought the feeling wasn’t mutual. This didn’t go unnoticed by Y/N though, she heard it loud and clear. A pink tint flashed over her cheeks as she shot her head down and coughed to try to break the silence.

“You’re all done. You should be fine, just try not to get into anymore fights. Okay, Richie?”

“Can’t make any promises.” He smirked and they both snickered at his reply.

“Oh and Richie, I think you’re beautiful too.”

The curly haired boy went red at the comment…. Y/N couldn’t possibly like him? Could she?

“Hey, Y/N, would you, maybe, want to go out sometime? I mean, only if you want to, of course. You don’t have to…. don’t just say yes because you feel like you have to… does that make sense? Of course it does, you’re smart!”

Obviously the boy was so inexperienced and it just made Y/N giggle. He was so flustered!

“I’d love that, Richie.”

The two lovebirds just grinned in sheer happiness at one another before Y/N engulfed him in a hug, to which Richie gladly returned. To anyone watching, the scene would’ve been beautiful.

anonymous asked:

hc where reddie are dating but no one knows and Richie accidentally kisses Eddie in front of everyone and panics so he just then proceeds to kiss everyone bc it’s !1!1 a secret !1!1

- they’d all be like chilling at the barrens or at the arcade and richie has to go home early for whatever reason

- “see ya later, eds” and he just casually kisses him

- the other losers just stop what they’re doing and stare because…richie just kissed eddie…on the lips…what

- eddie goes so red and he glares at richie who also starts blushing

- “uh…come here ben!”

- he then kisses each of the losers like on the forehead and the cheek and he’s rushing his words and trying to say goodbye whilst acting totally natural and like he didn’t just expose him and eddie

- “best till last, eh bev?”

- he plants this big kiss on bev’s lips and then runs away and everyone is just completely silent because what the fuck just happened?

- eddie berates him for hours after that

Some Reddie fluff, heh

Eddie looked at the taller boy who was in the seat next to him and couldn’t help the smile that spread on his lips. Richie was softly bobbing his head to the beat of a Pink Floyd song, one hand on the steering wheel, the other was resting on the top of the car as he had his arm out the window. A small smile was planted on his pink lips and his curly hair fell in his face. Eddie thought he looked absolutely beautiful. Of course he didn’t tell him this. Richie would probably think he was weird. Richie turned his head to look at Eddie and Eddie looked away fastly, making Richie chuckle. The sound made Eddie’s stomach do a triple flip and he tried to fight the blush. 

“So Eds. Where d’ya wanna go?”, Richie asked and Eddie looked at him with a shrug. 
“I don’t care. I’m just happy to be out of that hell house”, he mumbled and Richie nodded softly. 
It was 3 am and Richie had picked Eddie up, because his mom had been specially bad the past week, after she had found an underwear magazine (of course a magazine with male models) undeneath Eddie’s bed. Eddie hadn’t told Richie that version of the story. 

“I see. You’re lucky I know the perfect spot then”, Richie winked at him and Eddie felt himself blush again. To hide it, he leaned forward to turn up the volume of the music but then his eye caught something. He reached over at grabbed a mixtape that was laying and brought it up to look at it. 

Eds :)

He bit his lip to hold back the smile and then looked at Richie. 
“What’s this?”, he asked waving the tape at him and when Richie saw what he was holding his cheeks turned bright red. 
“It’s.. It’s some music I’ve heard you listen to and some songs that reminds me of you, it’s nothing special”, he shrugged and Eddie nodded with a smile, his cheeks matching Richie’s. Richie had actually payed attention to his music taste? And made a whole mixtape. Eddie felt like he was flying.
Both boys sat in silence for a bit before Eddie broke it. 
“Can we listen to it?”. Richie got a panicked look in his eyes and he reached over to grab the tape from Eddie, but Eddie was faster, holding it out so Richie couldn’t reach. 
“Eddie….”, Richie’s voice was pleading and he looked at Eddie with a slightly embarassed look. 
“Why not?”, Eddie asked, frowning. He really wanted to hear the songs that made Richie think of him. 
See Eddie had been in love with Richie for as long as he could remember, and sometimes he got the feeling that maybe Richie felt the same. But then again. Richie was flirty by nature. 
Richie sighed and looked troubled for a few seconds before nodding. 
“Fine. Put it in”, he mumbled and Eddie’s frown turned into a smile. He put in the tape and the first song that started playing was 99 Luftballons. Eddie’s smile grew even wider and he turned up the volume even more, singing along in very bad german, making Richie smile. He also started singing along, sounding even worse. Eddie laughed and looked at Richie. They both sang from the top of their lungs, making each other giggle. 

Eddie had forgotten everything about his homelife when they were at their fifth song which was footloose. When the song ended they were both giggling messes and Richie’s hair was even messier than it was when he picked up Eddie. 
Then Africa came on and Eddie kept singing, but Richie was a little more tight. Eddie thought nothing of it and then lovesong by the cure started playing, making Eddie stop for a bit. Richie said he put songs on there that reminded him of Eddie and lovesong was certainly a lovesong. He shrugged it off until I don’t want to miss a thing started. He looked over at Richie, who’s eyes was nailed to the road, unreadable look in his eyes. The song ended and then can’t fight this feeling came on, right as Richie stopped the car. He didn’t turn it off though, letting the music continue. Eddie’s cheeks were burning at this point and he didn’t dare looking at Richie. Why had he put those songs on the tape? Had it been a mistake? Or was this why Richie didn’t want Eddie to hear it in the first place. When the song ended Eddie took a deep breath and then looked at Richie who was chewing on his bottom lip softly. His eyes then met Eddie and he sighed. 
“I’m sorry if that weirded you out. You weren’t supposed to hear it while you were with me. I was going to give it to you when I dropped you off again. I thought it explained my feeling a bit, but it’s totally fine if….”, Eddie interrupted him by grabbing his hand. 
“Beep beep Richie. I feel the same way you idiot”, he almost whispered making Richie’s eyes go wide. Eddie then leaned over and pressed his lips against the taller boy’s, smiling into the kiss. Richie was the one to deepen the kiss, brushing his tongue against Eddie’s lower lip. Eddie’s hand found Richie’s neck and he tugged at his hair lightly. When he pulled back he rested his forhead against Richie’s and he felt Richie’s hand on his cheek. 
“Well that was almost as great as my first kiss with your mom”, he whispered and Eddie pulled Richie’s hair hard. 
“Shut the fuck up trashmouth you’re ruining it”, he sighed making Richie laugh. 
“I’m sorry”. 
Eddie then pressed his lips against Richie’s again and they spend the rest of the night on the backseat of Richie’s car, listening to the tape all over. Eddie never wanted this to end. He had never been happier. 

Ok I don’t know if I like this ending, but here’s something. I’ve been in an awful writer’s block and I’m trying to get out of it. 

Take Control

Eddie Kaspbrak disappeared every Thursday for at least three hours (often an hour or so more) after the end of the school day for no apparent reason whatsoever. All that Richie knew about it was that he took his bike to get there (which came as no surprise at all) and that he never bothered explaining where he was rushing off to or why he couldn’t see him and the other losers again until later that evening. Everyone else seemed to have accepted his mysterious weekly vanishing as one of Eddie’s many quirks and Richie had almost done the same – this had been going on ever since he’d met him, after all – until he decided he’d had enough of his Thursday afternoon boredom. Not being around Eddie always seemed to make his mind itch in anticipation and he blamed that for his frequent outbursts of irrational behaviour. While Eddie was with him, though his palms were often drenched in sweat and he could sometimes hear nothing but his own rapid heartbeat, he would always at least try not to do anything completely stupid, just so he could stay on Eddie’s good side. Without him, he simply lost control.

So on one particular Thursday in autumn, whilst the other losers all agreed to meet up at the barrens after dinner and then went their separate ways (Eddie having already rushed off to wherever he so desperately needed to go), Richie rushed off as well, just after Eddie and keeping him in sight, but making sure to remain at a safe distance from him to minimise the chances of him being seen. During the next forty minutes they rode through parts of the town Richie had never ventured into before, Eddie unknowingly leading the way.

He obviously knew the areas they crossed exceedingly well, weaving in and out of traffic and hurtling around countless street corners with ease. Richie did his best to keep up but almost lost him on more than occasion, not to mention the time he was sure he would have gotten caught because the only sounds that could be heard were the whir of his bicycle wheels and the crunch of dry, crisp reddened leaves as he rode over them. But Eddie didn’t even flinch or glance behind him. Maybe he’d known he was being followed all along, or maybe he was so focused on wherever he was headed that everything else was an irrelevant blur. Richie hoped it was the latter.

Eddie eventually came to a stop on a busy street paved with cracked concrete and lined with more shops, traffic and people than Richie was used to. He stood his bike next to a run-down building with peeling white and green paint, waited for the green door to open from the inside and walked in with his bag over his shoulder defensively. The sign above the door proclaimed, “Derry’s Dance Academy” in thick cursive lettering. Richie watched from around the nearest corner, eyes filled with curiosity and wonder. He waited for a minute before propping his bike up against the wall, pressing the buzzer by the door and heading inside once the door miraculously opened for him.

What hit him first was the smell. It wasn’t unpleasant and he contemplated it carefully as he breathed it in. It was like… shoes, mainly, but with a hint of some sort of lemon-scented air freshener as well. With a loose grip on the handrail beside him, he climbed up the pink-carpeted stairs and peered through the next door he came to, which seemed to lead out into a reception area that doubled up as a dance studio. He couldn’t see Eddie anywhere, so he turned the handle and wandered inside.

Relieved as he was to find that it wasn’t exactly packed with people (dance students or otherwise) he couldn’t help feeling alarmed that he seemed to have lost track of his friend. There were a few other places he could have gotten to, though – more specifically, through the door opposite him into another studio or into one of what he guessed were the changing rooms. Ignoring the stares from the handful of dancers stretching in front of wall-long mirror to his left, he crossed the room and gazed through into the other studio, hoping to find Eddie there doing something he could probably be blackmailed for. Instead he found himself disappointed, a stone-faced dance teacher glaring back at him through the glass. He grinned at her and excused himself, turning to the boys’ changing room. It was the only other place he could be.

And yet Eddie Kaspbrak was nowhere to be seen. All he found was a couple of other boys squabbling over whose tights were the cleanest and whitest. Richie couldn’t help thinking to himself that if Eddie did in fact have an identical pair of tights, his would obviously be the cleanest and so their argument would be rendered obsolete.

There was one place he still hadn’t checked (save for the girls’ changing room, a place he didn’t expect Eddie to have snuck into), which he hadn’t known existed until the moment he stepped into the changing room. There was a short, narrow hallway leading away from where he stood and he followed it to an archway, through which he found himself behind that stone-faced teacher he’d seen before. And passed her, holding onto a bar while he stretched his left leg out in front of him, toes perfectly pointed, was Eddie Kaspbrak.

His hair had been brushed neatly – far more neatly than Richie had ever seen – and his posture had somehow improved dramatically, his back impeccably straight as he turned and placed his other hand on the wooden bar beside him, preparing to begin stretching out his leg all over again. His usual scarlet shorts and cream t-shirt had been swapped for a navy-blue shirt and a pair of black shorts which he wore over a spotless pair of bright white tights, his trainers having been exchanged for delicate-looking peach-coloured ballet slippers.

A part of Richie wanted to laugh hysterically while the majority was too awestruck to properly form an opinion, leaving him to stand there vacantly in the doorway until he was caught and confronted by the dance teacher, who demanded in a surprising English accent (Richie had assumed she was either French or American) that if he wanted to join the class, his hair would need to be tied back and he’d need to get his hands on a uniform. He took one more glance at Eddie – who still hadn’t noticed him – before replying that he just wanted to watch, at which point Eddie recognised his voice and tripped over his own feet in the middle of what had until then been a very promising pirouette.

Richie’s trance was immediately broken, and his lips curled up into a smirk as he bit back his laughter while Eddie looked up at him from the floor. “Didn’t expect to see you here, Eds,” he commented with a mischievous grin, knowing full well Eddie was about to die of embarrassment.

“Shut up, Richie. You know I hate it when you call me that,” Eddie snapped, picking himself up from the tiled floor and dusting himself off, returning to the wooden bar that lined the room.

Several other dancers had joined him in the studio by then, but Richie only saw Eddie as they lined up at the bar. His grin still plastered on his face, he took a seat on the floor in the corner of the room, crossed his legs and kept his gaze glued to Eddie. In all the years he’d known him, he’d never seen him move so gracefully or so delicately – of course Eddie’s fragility was well-known amongst anyone who’d ever met him, but this was very different. He didn’t seem nervous or afraid as he so often did, but in fact almost confident in his ability – something Richie had only ever seen in him when he was spouting out medical facts or doing first aid. It was refreshing.

He sat there in awe for the next hour, managing to miraculously bite back every insensitive comment he felt like making (the dance teacher’s cold eyes did often wander over in his direction, quickly putting a stop to anything he felt an urge to blurt out). He did, however, find himself snickering a few times whenever Eddie happened to glance at him; he just couldn’t believe that this was what his best friend had hiding from him all this time.

When the class finally came to a close, Eddie walked over to him hesitantly and he eagerly jumped up from the floor, the countless jokes he’d wanted to make about his secret dance classes suddenly vanishing from his mind, dissolving into a pool of images of the elegance and poise he’d witnessed within the last hour. “You were good,” was all he managed to say and even Eddie didn’t seem to know how to accept such a compliment, muttering a barely audible “thanks” as he headed into the changing room.

“So, what the hell are you doing here?” he started as Richie followed him through the doorway, keeping his gaze fixed on anything that wasn’t his best friend.

“Isn’t that obvious? I followed you.” Eddie scowled at him in reply before bending down to pick up his bag and beginning to get changed. He kept quiet but soon realised that Richie’s eyes were boring holes into the back of his head and he glanced up at him, finding him leaning against the wall with a dazed look on his face. He snapped at him to stop staring, instantly dragging him out of whatever daydream he’d been trapped in. “What?” Richie grinned, gaze still fixated on him. “I just can’t get over the fact that you’re actually wearing tights!”

“Except that I’m not – not anymore, idiot. I took them off.” Richie blinked in response before scanning his friend’s body with his gaze, only to find that he’d changed back into his usual clothes without him noticing. He nudged his glasses further up the bridge of his nose, picked up Eddie’s bag for him and opening the door, asking if he was ready to leave. Eddie nodded, took the bag from him and made his way out with Richie trailing after him like a lost puppy.

Quickly catching up with the younger boy (he did have much longer legs than Eddie, after all) Richie held onto him protectively as they headed through the busy dance studio and out the door to where they had left their bikes. He didn’t like the way the other dancers were watching them, as if Eddie belonged to them and he had no place there – which, of course, they must have gotten the wrong way around because Eddie belonged to him and only him, although the rest of the losers’ club probably would have been inclined to argue with him about that.

Eddie’s bike was outside waiting for him exactly where he’d left it. Richie’s, however, was not. The two of them looked around and scanned the area but it was nowhere to be seen and after exclaiming a string of profanities which the younger boy scolded him for, Richie turned to his best friend for guidance. “What the hell am I gonna do? It’s too far to walk and I have no idea where the fuck I am! I blame you for this, Eds.”

“Me?” Eddie scoffed, climbing onto his bike and looking as if he was about to leave his friend stranded in a strange part of town (well, the whole town of Derry was strange, but this part specifically was completely unknown to Richie). “I told you when we first met never to follow me after school on Thursdays. This is your fault!”

Richie didn’t say anything but secretly wondered how it had taken him this long to finally find out where he got to once a week after school. When it looked like Eddie was about to leave, he stepped in front of his bike and grabbed the handlebars, pointing out the bus stop across the street. “Get the bus back with me? I’ll make it worth your while.” His hand grazed against the younger’s as he spoke, and Eddie flinched like he’d been touched by a personified infection. He tried not to show his disappointment but ultimately failed, Eddie catching the hurt look in his eyes and apologising immediately.

“Fine, I’ll take the bus with you. I’m not sure what you mean by “making it worth my while” but as long as you’re paying, that’ll be enough.” He hopped down from his bike and with a sheepish looking Richie in tow, wheeled it across the road to sit under the bus stop while Richie read through the timetable.

There was a bus coming in ten minutes, but all that meant to Richie was ten minutes of awkward conversation while beads of nervous sweat clung to his forehead, his palms became clammy and a single question burnt a fiery chasm in the back of his mind. His tongue crept out to wet his lower lip, his throat drying up more feverishly with every passing moment. He was close enough to Eddie to touch him and all he wanted to do was entangle his fingers in his dark, chocolate-coloured curls and breathe in his scent the way he imagined doing in his dreams every night without fail, but knowing he would be given the same look as a disease-ridden corpse kept his compulsions at bay and he shuffled ever so slightly away from him, his gaze remaining on the road ahead as pretended to look out for the number twelve bus. But really his thoughts were consumed by the boy beside him because that’s how it always was and, as far as Richie could tell, how it always would be.

He loved and cared for each of the other losers equally, but for Eddie Kaspbrak it was a different kind of love. The kind where he was in every waking thought his mind produced and in every dream, every nightmare and every reverie too. The kind where he imagined them doing things he’d never thought about doing with anyone else, like how he imagined Eddie’s lips would taste of hot cocoa and candyfloss, or how he often pictured himself sleeping next to Eddie in a bed they owned together, legs intertwined and fingers locking them in place. In his mind, the two of them were inseparable.

It was only because Eddie nudged him in the stomach with his elbow that his contemplation dispersed, the sudden roar of an engine alerting him to the fact that the bus had arrived. He paid for their tickets with a ten-dollar bill and followed Eddie to their seats, his hands finding their way onto the bike as well, both of them holding it down so it wouldn’t fall during their journey.

That question was still there, calling to him and begging to be spoken aloud. It had been there in the back of his mind for quite some time, but the sight of Eddie pirouetting across a room in tights and executing a virtually perfect arabesque had practically set it on fire.

“Eds,” he started hesitantly, the glare that he met with prompting him to correct himself. “Eddie, are you… You can answer honestly, okay? It won’t mean anything if you are but… are you gay?”

“No!” Eddie exclaimed a little too quickly, almost dropping the bike in shock. “I mean, not all male ballet dancers are gay, you know? Like the other guys in my class… they’re probably not. I don’t know.” He breathed deeply into his inhaler, the blush creeping up onto his cheeks making Richie smirk ever so slightly. “Why are you asking, anyway? Are you?”

Richie shook his head but it was his turn to blush. “I guess not. I was just… wondering, that’s all.” But he didn’t get to say what he wanted to, not if he also wanted to keep their friendship intact. So for once in his life he shut himself up, only silently adding “But I’d kiss you if you asked” and praying to every god and deity he’d ever heard of that Eddie hadn’t at some point become telepathic.

I see a lot of modern Reddie out there but the 80′s are so great you guys. Just imagine:

Ritchie giving Eddie a floppy disk with weird ass photos or cryptic texts. Eddie doesn’t own a computer, so he does nothing with it for years. Probably until somewhere in the early 90′s. It’s the thought that counts.

Actual, long phone calls. With the wired phones and the constant fear of having parents listen in on the conversation. Not Richie’s parents, because they were never that visible in his life, but Eddie’s mom listens in almost all the time. They probably develop their own nicknames and codewords so she doesn’t understand.

Eddie hates the arcade because it’s gross, but he goes to watch Richie play. He doesn’t really want to touch the machines, but Richie insists. He lets Eddie win and suffers through a whole summer of teasing about being worse than Eddie. 

Sneaking into the backdoor of the old cinema and watching terrible horror movies with the other losers (probably also sneakily holding hands in the dark, thinking the other losers won’t notice, but they do.)

Also Eddie being dedicated enough to sit in front of the radio with a recording cassette to catch all his favorite songs and make Richie a mixtape. Richie calls it lame. He listens to it all the time. 

buhbuhbuhbilly  asked:

give me ur fave reddie headcannons????? i have a Mighty Need

lort i have a lot

  • major height difference
  • eddie is a short lil thing
  • and richie is all legs
  • ‘just wait, i’ll be taller than you’ - eddie
  • he grows a few inches (roughtly 5′8′’)
  • and richie shoots up (like 6′4’)
  • and richie just smirkssssss
  • and eddie is done
  • he stomps his foot bc everyone seems to be taller than him
  • ‘at least you’re taller than bev’
  • ‘girls are supposed to be shorter than boys!’
  • ‘just take it like it is eds!’
  • ‘stop calling me that’
  • eddie uses his shortness tho
  • he climbs on richie’s back all the time
  • and the other losers
  • but mostly richie
  • eddie pouts bc he can’t reach richie’s lips
  • and richie just laughs
  • until eddie stomps on his foot
  • ‘ow! that actually hurt with your tiny toes!’
  • ‘that’s it!’
  • eddie walks away
  • and richie has to chase after him
  • but eddie is at perfect height for neck kisses
  • and he uses that to his advantage
  • like if richie isn’t paying attention to him
  • he’ll start kissing on his neck
  • even if he’s in the middle of a conversation
  • ‘pay attention to me’
  • puPPY EYES
  • richie has to stop whatever he’s doing to give his bf attention
  • eddie loves attention
  • but so does richie
  • eddie makes sure to give as much attention as he much as he receives
  • and sometimes more
  • eddie made him promise that they couldn’t go to bed mad at each other
  • but he hates fighting
  • he can’t stand fighting
  • the most they’ve gone without sleep (bc of fighting) is 2 days
  • and they were both to blame
  • richie would be the first to crack
  • and they’d just cry their eyes out to each other in eddie’s room
  • lots of hand holding
  • eddie isn’t a big fan of pda
  • unless he’s trying to get attention
  • eddie does cheerleading
  • and richie goes to every football (and basketball, i think basketball gets cheerleaders too idk) game to support his bf
  • and richie is on the track team
  • bc that boy needs to let out all that energy
  • bc damn
  • they go to the same college
  • and then move in together
  • and they want the perfect pet
  • richie thinks its a big dog
  • but eddie wants a cat
  • so they go to the pet shop
  • turns out that eddie has an allergy to cats
  • go figure
  • but that doesn’t mean he’s gonna say yet to the dog
  • so they agree on a turtle
  • richie says their turtle is boring
  • but he names him sir tort the tortle
  • which eddie hates
  • after getting steady jobs they buy a house
  • and when they’re ready they adopt twins
  • and they live happily ever after
  • and theres no clown
  • and no death

reddie hc

-after beating pennywise for the first time, most of the losers completely forget about It

-except eddie

-every single night, he’s plagued with these awful nightmares that leave him literally afraid of falling asleep

-so he doesn’t; he just sits there in bed and waits for the morning to come

-he used to love the sunrise, but now he hates it because it reminds him of everything he can’t have

-whenever the losers asked why he looked so tired, he always brushed it off as stress

-that is, until the time he literally passed out while they were at the fair

-one second, he and richie were just chilling and eating ice cream and the next his legs were swaying and he nearly fell on the concrete

-richie caught him

-richie was flipping out, and got confused when the people at the hospital said eddie had passed out because he hadn’t slept in about three days

-when eddie got home from the hospital, richie waited for the other losers to leave before confronting him

-eddie came clean about everything, and richie just pulled him into a tight hug which kinda confused eddie but he loved it anyway

-every night after that, at around 11, eddie would hear something hit his window

-it would be richie throwing pebbles like the romantic cliche he is

-eddie would let him in, and richie would sit with him, tell him stories, play with his hair, or just cuddle him until he fell asleep

-richie would stay until around five in the morning so he wouldn’t get caught by mrs.k

-he would leave a note on eddie’s forehead for him to find when he wakes up

-basically, richie helps eddie sleep

-sometimes though, eddie still gets his nightmares

-richie can tell when they’re happening because eddie starts muttering and fidgeting around a lot

-richie always tries to wake him up and talk him through it afterwards

-he hates to see eddie like that and does everything he can to help

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anonymous asked:

Headcanons for reddie getting arrested and the other losers having to bail them out.

- eddie just got dragged into this okay ??

- richie originally told him he just wanted to go to mcdonalds at 3 am which should have been a red flag for eddie

- he didnt know richie was turning him
into a life of crime

- richie will say otherwise. eddie, the little shit, was his getaway. they get arrested on charges of vandalism because richie’s got a problem with The System and he’s gotta Banksy his way through it (he vandalised some cop cars)

- richie shouldn’t have trusted someone who won’t even go over eighty on a freeway

- “i did it because i heard you like bad boys.”

- “fuckhead, we’re already in a relationship.”

- richie’s all like, “i gotta earn my goddamn keep somehow.”


- “well the internet said this will be a good bonding experience.”

- he threatens to break up with richie only 20 times during their six hour stay in the cell. richie believed like 2 out of 20. eddie’s really scary sometimes

- eddie’s one call is ben and richie’s first call is beverly. eddie wanted to call mike but ben’s better at this Bailing Out thing

- beverly because beverly always has candy in her bag and she can intimidate anyone. with her Intimidation Tactics with ben’s Knowledge of Law, richie is sure they’ll be out of jail in no time. theyre like good cop bad cop but cute

- “bev, richie’s be–“

- “been arrested?” bevs all chill bout it

- “–en arrested with eddie,”

- “WITH EDDIE? get your fucking coat on we’re going. call the cavalry,”

- honestly stan Knew This Was Coming. the moment he saw richie with a can of spray paint in his hand stan knew he was fucked

- mike brings coffee because he knows they’ll wait for a while. he charms all the cops which helps richie and eddie’s case. you can always count on Mike Hanlon’s Dazzling Smile™

- bill’s there. he’s tired and shooting stink eyes at richie. why’d he have to get arrested at five in the fucking morning

- richie flips him off the moment they see each other

- eddie bitches about how unsanitary the cell is. there’s gum under the fuckin bench

- ben lets them stew in the holding cell for a lil while so they’d internalize about what they’ve done.

- richie and eddie eventually fall asleep in that cell and the precinct coo over how cute they are… for a buncha criminals

- ben finally gets em out and richie is all cuddly and sorry towards eddie because He Really Didn’t Mean To, Angelface.

anonymous asked:

hey i’m not quite sure what u want for hcs and stuff but like i’ll try?? i like to imagine that stanley boy can sing but he doesn’t EVER because it makes him anxious and richie makes enough jokes about him anyway and he just doesn’t like it but one day after a sleepover with bill he’s going to get water in the morning and he’s quietly singing to himself and billiam hears him and he’s like F U CK

This is the cutest shit ever, I am so here for this. 

Like he wants to be able to sing in front of people, but he’s so scared that he might not be good enough or that the other losers will laugh at him so he just sings alone in his room. And then he thinks he’s alone in the kitchen but Bill woke up when he left the room and followed him and when he walks in he hears Stan singing softly to himself, probably swaying a bit and Bill just stops. Because there’s an actual angel in front of him. 

“I’m marrying you Stanley Uris”. 

And Stan dies

Bonus. They don’t tell the others because Bill likes the fact that he’s the only person who knows his boyfriend is an angel and Stan sings to him a lot when they cuddle or when Bill is sad. 
I love soft boyfriends. fuck. 

I hope no one’s done this yet! @softozier wrote a post saying that Stan would run an Animal Crossing blog and I HAD to write some HCs.

- Stan’s ACNL town would be so impeccably organized and themed beautifully. Anytime he’d post screenshots of it with his dream town they got SO many notes and people asking how he got his town like that.

- His town is blue and white theme with beautiful paths. All of his villagers are blue and white too.

- He spent soooo much time trading his starting villagers with other people on tumblr to get the villagers he wanted. 

- He’d also use duplication cheats and time traveling cheats to get so much money and would also clone his rare items for trading as well.

- He’d reset his town 40 times in a row until he got a town with a good layout, good placement of the river, had pears as the town fruit, had a blue train station roof and town hall, etc. He doesn’t even get mad while doing it because it’s fucking important to him.

- He focuses much more on making his town stunning instead of building good relationships with his villagers tbh. He loves them, but that comes second. Making them ping him for new Public Works Projects takes the first spot.

- He’d be the person to leave gold paper wrapped gifts of bubble blowers and pinwheels at his tree for his tumblr friends/followers to take when they visit his dream town

- His blog becomes so popular in the ACNL fandom people beg him to add them and come to their game’s dream town

- He never EVER allows Richie to visit his town because he runs through all his flowers and digs holes everywhere and chops down trees. He quickly learned his lesson, but anytime that happened he’d just shut his game off and prevent it from saving even if he’d played for hours before Richie came. Not worth redoing all of that.

- His fossils, fish, and insects get completely filled out within the first year of him playing. He’s super committed to getting all of them.

- If Ben ever visits his town, he waters all of Stan’s flowers.

- His house is also fully upgraded and HUGE with lots of rare sets of furniture.

- Bev designs a lot of cute clothes at the Able Sister’s shop, some especially for each Loser, and Stan always has the design she made for her displayed in his “Fashion Room”

- Sometimes when they hang out they’ll all just go to each others towns, go to the island together to play minigames, fish and catch insects, etc. 

- Stan has, BY FAR, the most beautiful town but Mike’s and Bev’s are nice too.

- Stan freaks out if he misses going on the game even for a day because he thinks all his precious flowers will wilt and die if they’re not watered.

Please feel free to add!! 

quid-ditchcaptain  asked:

Twist and Shout with Stenbrough

~Bill is drunk, he has no idea how it happened…ok that’s a lie. It might have something to do with the cup he has between his teeth. Beer pouring into his mouth, hands free. 

~Either way, he’s having a pretty good time at who’s ever party this is. He got excited when he was drunk, according to Ben. Who he was now dancing with, he was pretty sure Ben was having fun…he made that face when he was happy, right??

~Bill has made it his goal to dance with each loser. Thus far, Mike was the most fun. Bill had never been dipped before! 

~Bill had made Eddie stand on his shoes so he could be tall enough. 

~Richie’s limbs had shot out everywhere.

~Beverly had spun him far too many times. 

~He only had Stan left. He abandoned Ben, who looked relieved. He set out around the house to find Stanley. It didn’t take long to find him, considering he was tucked comfortably in the corner of the kitchen. 

~Bill grinned and walked over, holding out his hand. Stan had been told he’d get picked for this sooner or later but the time had actually come and he did not want to do it. He frowned, Bill just wiggled his hand again. 

~”Ugh, Bill I really can’t dance…” Stan sighed, taking his hand and Bill pulled him a long. 

~”Yeah you can! You just-you just…” Bill paused, considering how to explain himself. Stan watched him curiously. Bill took booth his hands, sucked in his breath and grinned. 

~”Well, shake it up, baby, now. Twist and shout . C'mon c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now . Come on and work it on out.” Bill started to sing and Stan threw his head back in laughter. 

~This was a tad bit embarrassing but Bill just couldn’t stop making him laugh. So Bill just kept going, spinning Stan around. 

~”Well, work it on out, honey. You know you look so good . You know you got me goin’, now. Just like I knew you would-” Bill pulled Stan much closer than he did with the others. 

~Bill attempted to dip Stan like Mike had done with him, but he assumed he did it wrong because he dropped him. Stan thumped onto the carpet, looking up with amusement. 

~”Oops…my bad. But hey! You can dance!” Bill, instead of helping Stan up just decided to lay down right next to him. Stan sighed with a small grin and they stayed there for twenty minutes. 

~”We should do that again someday.”

~”Sure, Bill.”

~”You free Friday?”

~Stan nearly choked. 

anonymous asked:

What clubs do you think the losers would be in highschool

beverly joins anime club but it’s all a bunch of weeb/normal animes and she likes the gorey gross ones so she stops going after the first week. she jokingly joins some make shift fashion club and that’s ran by a bunch of other students in a empty class room but she likes it. also a theatre girl

richie’s in math club and they have a tournament once a month. whenever he walks home from school, he runs on the field and fucks up the soccer team’s practice and the couch fucking hates him because he does it like twice a week but he also wants him to join the team

eddie’s in spanish club and debate club and theatre club

stan’s in debate club too but also plays hs baseball so the debate teacher is a lil easy on him and he’s part of student council !!! and holds all of the coolest fund rasiers and gets his class a sweet ass prom venue

mike plays hs football and he’s in a dance team that performs at like pep rallies and stuff and they practice after school in the cafeteria lmao. also checks in the astronomy club but can’t hang as much as he wants to. DEFINITELY in the african american association 

ben is in red cross and gets to skip class like once a month to help out at blood donations and go on college field trips and what not. in a book club too. he’s a library aide so sometimes he has to stay after and stock books or do returns/checkouts/whatever

bill is president of guitar club and when he isn’t planning their next lesson, he drops by the chess club and sometimes he stays after to help tutor in french class !!!

So like...apparently people are hating on Choro??

I’ve only seen it on a certain website *cough*. But anyways here’s my two cents.

Choro’s a fappy loser but overall one of the best tsukkomis I’ve ever witnessed. Why? Because he’s not just a tsukkomi: he’s versatile. He goes beyond your typical straight man tropes at times because he often becomes hypocritical when he’s trying to play his tsukkomi role. It gives other characters the chance at times to play the straight man instead and bounce off of Choro’s shittyness. Anyways that’s why I love him thanks for listening

Losers Club Werewolf AU

Alphas: Bill, Beverly | Henry

Betas: Mike, Ben, Eddie | Patrick, Belch

Omegas: Richie, Stan | Victor

  • The important thing here is to understand that the Losers don’t have a traditional pack dynamic like the Bowers do, with one alpha and one omega and a few betas. Most modern packs aren’t as big as theirs. They don’t mate each other, so while they have their prime alpha and omega to keep them in check, they are unorthodox.
  • Bill’s the prime Alpha. Everyone listens to him because he ohas good ideas and he’s highly focused on taking care of his pack.
  • Stan’s the prime Omega. Despite his proud and defiant manner, he’s not a fighter. Hell, even Eddie’s stronger and more aggressive than him. He’s an intellectual and hateful of conflict
  • The thing is, traditionally the omega’s treated as a way to get your frustration out and is the last to get food. The omega has to constantly flip itself onto its back and whimper in surrender, a display of the alpha’s control. They also provide relief for the rest of their pack, whether it’s a sexual or comedic relief.
  • The Bowers Gang is rough with their omega, Vic, but they generally are protective. He’s more of a trophy than anything.
  • Victor is a traditional omega, timidly licking his beta’s faces and letting his pack violently bite and rip into him as a display of dominance and a warning for other alphas to keep away. It’s often sexual and intense and disturbing to watch. He suffers abuse, but it’s worth it for him, because he is then loved and needed.
  • Let’s be real, Bill’s not biting anyone in a display of dominance are you kidding me.
  • The Losers don’t do that. Stan is their friend. The fact that he’s an omega just mans he’s a bit of a pussy, as Richie puts it, but it doesn’t make him less a wolf.
  • Beverly’s an alpha. She controls what she does and how she does. Even Bill can only give suggestions. She’s not the prime because she hates he sense of responsibility it gives her, but she’s still supportive?
  • Ben’s a Beta. He’s wonderstruck by Bev and full of ideas, happy to let her lead. He’s pretty passive most of the time, but he’s still fiercely protective and amazing at planning. He’s something to fear at his angry moments.
  • Mike is the sweetheart, but he’s still a Beta. He’s got good ideas, but he’s not as passive as Stan about them.
  • Eddie’s a beta in this setting, but his mom raised him to be a perfect omega. He’s physically weak, but he fights for his role as a beta, and would never ever let someone make him feel small.
  • Eddie’s mom is an alpha and she had no intention to lose her son. If she hadn’t, he could’ve been a natural beta.
  • Richie’s the more easygoing of the two omegas. He never shuts up, providing the comic relief I was talking about earlier.
  • Richie makes himself the scratching post, anyone can shove him around when he’s being annoying and stuff, but he’s still loved. He provides comedic relief.
  • Stan is more of a treasure. He’s considered delicate and regal, and it’s a high priority to protect him for everyone. He acts like it annoys him, but he loves it.
  • Stan’s the kind of omega who strokes your hair and reminds you that you’re important and loved when you’re feeling down.
  • The Bowers Pack have all mated their omega, it’s about control and it unifies them.
  • Now, if you’re against the Sewer Scene, that’s fine. If you’re for it, that’s fine too. But if you actually read it, it’s a moment that’s purely about them loving each other and being unified. It’s not appropriate and it’s a little inappropriate for a modern audience, but it was written with good intent. The message was that they all love each other and would never love anyone as purely as they did each other.
  • That’s the way they feel for each other in a pack setting. No mating, but just love. Anyways, if one person claimed another person, it would leave out someone.
  • Full moons are really hard for some of them.
  • Richie is always excited to change. It’s the one time he feels free and like he doesn’t need his specs and unstoppable and it’s just perfect for him. He does his best to help the others change as well.
  • Ben and Beverly went for several years unable to change, because the depression of abuse and Georgie overtook them.
  • Once they got control, they dedicated their full moons to keeping their pack safe.
  • Ben’s actually super tough. He looks like a chubby little pup, but he’s strong as hell.
  • Mike’s this big strong fast wolf and everyone’s starstruck by him. He looks as if he’s always been doing this and it’s just natural.
  • Eddie doesn’t like to change. He’s fragile and doesn’t have the strength he could, but he has so much spirit that he makes a nice beta.
  • Stan will refuse to change. He’ll fight it and seclude himself and take pills to make it so he can’t change. He has a deep fear that someone will mark him while they’re feral.
  • Stan will only willingly change if Bill’s holding him and comforting him.
  • Richie takes on the prime omega role when he’s in wolf form since Stan refuses to change, distracting his friends and trying to get them to chase him, behaving childishly and giving everyone comfort.

swankystanlon  asked:

Bill Denbrough and Mike Hanlon being each other’s best friends

this was sf cute;


ft one of my own bffs @toshitophchan

  • they bonded over the fact they have both lost family members
  • so the losers were chilling at the arcade on a rainy day and bill suddenly sees a little boy in a yellow rain coat and he rushes off to the bathroom bc he can’t control his emotions
  • and mike follows (bc he’s an angel) and finds bill crying in a toilet cubicle
  • at first bill tries to brush it off but now mike sees his flushed cheeks and just brings the boy in for a massive hug
  • “It’s alright, I still cry too”
  • and bill hugs him back just as tight, while sobbing into his shoulder
  • so every few days after bill is finished school he and mike meet up and go for coffee or just stroll around the park and they talk about how they are feeling
  • bill tells mike that everytime he hears someone knock on his bedroom down he expects it to swing open and georgies bright smile will beam back at him
  • and mike tells bill that sometimes he still waits for his parents to come into his bedroom at night time, tuck him in and kiss his forehead goodnight
  • after awhile their friendship starts developing outside of their traumatic pasts and bill is the first one that mike invites to the farm
  • and mikes granddad absolutely loves bill, even tho it takes bill awhile to warm up to him
  • but bill falls in love with the sheep and mike doesn’t have the heart to tell him what they really do to them after
  • mike tells bill he’s a vegan, but be can’t tell his grandfather about it bc he wont accept it. he tells bill that he always feeds his meat to his dog without his granddad knowing.
  • but he got caught one time and now he’s grandfather watches him eat everything off his plate and can’t leave the table until its gone.
  • he tells bill that he throws up after every meal bc he can’t stomach the thought of eating meat.
  • so bill makes sure there’s plenty of vegan friendly snacks for mike at sleepovers (regardless of richie bitching that theres to much healthy food)
  • mike is the first one that bill talks too about his feelings for stan
  • mike helps him through it and comforts him when he needs. he tells bill that there isnt anything wrong with him.
  • one awful day bill asks stan if he thinks georgie would be upset with him for liking boys and that’s when mikes heart breaks.
  • but mike tells bill that georgie loves him regardless

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