A/N: So this is my first time writing, seeing as I am finally getting the courage to do so. This was inspired by @dailyau ‘s prompt,“I’m the owner of a magic shop and you discover my magics one day when you walk in on my cat flying around inside the shop on a broom and now I have to take you in as my apprentice or turn you into a toad” AU
I’m going to tweak the prompt a bit (a lot) so that it’ll fit what I have in mind, The Losers Club will be aged up (14-15). I’m also going to make it so that Beverly is friends with the all of The Losers Club before anything about Pennywise happens. They’ll all be older when they encounter Pennywise. After (Y/N) befriends them all and joins the Losers Club, Pennywise will start his reign of terror on Derry.
I am in the process of making fan art for this, hopefully it goes well!
Pairing: Richie Tozier x Female!Reader
(Y/B/N) is your brother’s name
Trigger Warnings include but are not limited to: Profanity
The shop had just opened.
It was a dump before they came to Derry, and fixed it up. The storefronts’ paint was peeling, the windows were frosted with dust, and the doors didn’t even have knobs. But they fixed it up. The man and his kid? He didn’t look old enough to have kids, much less this this teenage girl.
The storefront now had a fresh coat of ruby red paint; the windows, now clean, appeared transparent with red velvet curtain with gold designs behind them; The doors, freshly painted, now had shiny glass knobs. In cursive lettering above the shop read,
Y/L/N’s Thaumaturgy Shop
“W-what the fuck Richie!”
“You couldn’t have shut your mouth this one time?”
“The mullet wearing asshole deserved what came out of my trashmouth”
Pedaling away on silver bikes was the infamous losers club. Bill and Mike, who cycled the fastest were in front of everyone else, looking out in every direction to find an escape route or someplace to hide to get away from rapidly approaching Bowers gang. Stan, Eddie, and Ben, took it upon themselves to start planning their eulogies in case they didn’t make it. Beverly and Richie on the other hand, in spite of noticing the rapidly approaching car, further provoked the Bowers gang by flipping them off and taunting them.
“Bev, January Ember, could you please not flip them off! They have a car; we have bikes and low stamina.” Ben huffed as he imagined the sight of the Bowers gang coming closer, forcing himself to go faster. He didn’t dare to look back. Beverly allowed a wicked smirk to stretch across her lips.
“Now, why would I do that Ben? It feels amazing flipping them off and getting away,” respond Beverly.
“What you are feeling right now is adrenaline, which causes intense excitement and stimulation caused by the adrenal glands. When that wears off you’ll slip into a flight or fight mode, once you register that you are near something that is a threat to your survival!” wheezed Eddie.
“Come on, Eds, live a little will ya?”
“Beep Fucking Beep Richie!”
“Bill where the hell are we going to hide?” barked Stan.
“The town is nearing, we’ll hide our bikes and go into one of the shops. They’ll find us if we go to the barrens,” shouted Mike.
“Al-alright, try to f-find a shop e-everyone!”
(Y/B/N) sat at the table with the tarot cloth spread out, and shuffled his Tarot cards swiftly in his hands. He regarded them with such care and warmth. As if handling something living.
“Would you like your fortune to be read?” (Y/B/N) spoke softly, even though we were the only ones in the shop.
“Is there going to be a full moon today?”
“Yes,” he replied, looking up at me.
“This calls for the Full Moon Clarity spread, yes?”
“You’re starting to understand tarot reading and the different spreads, that’s good. However, would you like your fortune read?” he inquired once more.
“Yes, please.” We didn’t read into someone’s fortune without asking. Other readers could if they wanted to, we however, didn’t think it to be polite.
As (Y/B/N) was beginning to finish shuffling the tarot cards, two popped out of the deck. Instead of putting them back in the deck, he simply put them to the side faced down. He began to put them into a particular spread that coincided with the full moon that would appear tonight.
The cards were faced down so we couldn’t see them. The first card of the spread we turned over.
“What is being hidden from you?” he questioned the cards.
“Minor Arcana, Five of Swords. Conflict,” he shuddered. He moved to the next card.
“What is ahead of you, I wonder?” He turned over the card,
“Minor Arcana, Ten of Swords. Illness, endings, tragedy,” he murmured. His mouth was set in a thin line.
“What has led you to this?” he inquired to the cards.
“Major Arcana, Justice. Balance, decisions,” He scoffed, unamused now with the cards. Folding his arms across his chest he asked,
“What conflict could you possibly get into. You’re being homeschooled, so it can’t be bullying, we just moved here so it can’t be anyone that disliked us from before.”
I only looked at the cards. What was on the cards was never set in stone. However, I was frightened of my fortune. We weren't’ even finished reading them all yet.
“What is left for you to do?” he was serious now.
“Minor Arcana, Five of Wands. To fight, to have strong opinions,” I whispered. What would I be fighting I wondered. We had yet to look at the two that had popped out of the deck while he was shuffling them.
The doors to the shop had been slammed open and closed quickly
It was the new shop, which was bright among the dull shops. We hid the bikes in one of the alleyways were they wouldn’t be seen. We had gone from shop to shop, majority of them were closed and locked. The pharmacy was on the other side of town, so we wouldn’t make it without being caught. Mike turned the knobs and pushed the doors in, everyone spilling into the shop without wondering why it was open. Richie, the last one to get in, slammed the doors quickly.
“–ndered what you’d gain from…..this?”
“O-oh, uh, hello, s-sorry to interrupt, it’s j-just that…”
“We were being chased by those assholes in the car”
“Beep Beep Richie”
“Well, the shop doesn’t officially open until next Saturday. But (Y/N) show Richie, Eddie and Beverly the shop while I show Stanley, Ben, Mike, and Bill around as well,” (Y/B/N) announced clasping his hands together. I had a feeling he was going to do something.
“How did you..?”
“Your book bags have tags on them,” I said.
All of them simultaneously looked and found the tags with their names on them. Pulling a deck of cards out of his pocket, he bent them upwards and let the cards spill into the air around him. When they settled, (Y/B/N) was nowhere to be seen.
“Where’d he go?”
“He’s in the other room,” I replied. Poking his head from the other room (Y/B/N) dejected murmured, “You didn’t have to ruin my fun (Y/N)”.
We had all regrouped after they gave us a tour of the shop. It was bigger on the inside. While (Y/N) and (Y/B/N) were speaking, I hadn’t realized that I had been silently staring at her. Everyone else had noticed, and they took amusement in my silent staring. Under the light of the metal lamps with colored glass she looked alluring. I could see her clearly, and even if I couldn’t, she would have been the most beautiful blur. Not to mention the fact that she was incredibly smart, and moved with grace found in performers and dancers.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” muttered Stan, who walked to my side. He was smirking, proceeding to look at (Y/N). I scowled, turning my head sharply to look at Stan.
“(Y/N) while they are still here, flip the last two cards and answer the question,” (Y/N/B) exclaimed.
She flipped the two cards simultaneously and said, looking at all of us,
“Both Minor Arcana, Ace of Cups and Two of Cups. Beginnings, Partnerships, and Love”
To find out about the tarot spread and to find the other meanings on the Tarot card meanings of Major and Minor Arcana