my temple will be beautiful, too. nonbinary!Daniel/George, 6.3k, explicit
Somehow Daniel is only just now unsnarling the stubborn knot that’s been tangling up in their ribcage for longer than they had ever realized, and it’s not one made from just a single thread, either, because that would be too easy to pick apart—no, it’s an entire web wrapped up inextricably, of dreams and truths, of biological inevitabilities and DNA, of reasons why. Why baggy shirts and knit jumpers are so comforting to wear, why the sharp angles of the body in the bathroom mirror each morning hurt to look at. Why every photo, every magazine feature, every Instagram story feels like someone people see when they think they’re looking at Daniel, while the real Daniel is somewhere six inches to the left, obscured by the light as it bends through their expectations like a prism.
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stan and bill (1) (tw panic attacks/ nightmares)
in a universe where none of the losers forget each other (bc it’s my hc (I use that excuse too much I’m sorry))
and the losers all find solace and comfort in each other
but stan and bill seem to be getting closer than everyone else
bill goes with stan when he goes birdwatching, and bill actually likes it
he likes getting to be with his best friend
but when all the losers are sleeping over at bill’s house, early in the morning, a sound wakes bill up.
he’s been a light sleeper ever since IT took Georgie (who the losers thankfully rescued before it was too late #georgielives)
anyway
bill wakes up and stan is having a nightmare
he’s whimpering and crying and shaking and clawing at the sides of his face, right where the lady in the painting got him
immediately bill had woken everyone else and was ordering them to do things to help
“richie, go get some bandages, bev, you go get a glass of water” things like that
bill got ahold of stan’s hands and held them to his chest and stopped him from hurting himself even more
when stan woke up, he didn’t remember where he was at first, and the first thing he noticed was that someone was gripping his hands very tightly and he couldn’t move them
his vision was blurred and he couldn’t tell that it was bill in front of him and holding his hands
he started thrashing about and screaming hoarsely
bill let go of his hands and put them on stan’s face
“stan. stanley, it’s me, it’s bill! it’s bill, you’re safe! you’re okay, stan.”
(everyone was too busy worrying about stan go notice tha bill didn’t even stutter)
when stan calmed down, he threw himself into bill’s chest and cried
“you took me into neibolt again! you made me go in there and you closed the door and I couldn’t get out! she got me again bill, she didn’t let me go! I couldn’t get away!”
everyone was crying (including me now why am I doing this)
bill remembered that stan has reopened his wounds, and grabbed the bandages from richie
he told stan what he was doing and why he had moved stan from his current position (which was literally attached to his chest)
he carefully and slowly wrapped the bandages around stan’s head, and dried his tears with his thumb
stan put his hand on bill’s cheek and looked him in the eye
“am I awake?”
his eyes were distant and glazed with tears, as if he didn’t know where he was
“stan, you’re awake, you’re at my house, all seven of us are here, you’re awake and you’re safe”
bill slowly, unsurely, moved closer to stan, their lips eventually meeting
bill was sure this wasn’t the right time, nobody was. but he needed to assure stan that he was here, he was safe
they both froze, until stan pulled away
“stan, i-“
stan kissed bill this time, and they didn’t feel fireworks like in the books and movies. this was awkward, and new, but it was comfort and safe and love.
when they pulled away, they could only smile. they didn’t need words- they had already been said
the losers watched in happy awe- they had known that those two would eventually end up together and they were absolutely supportive and happy
for the rest of the night, everyone stayed awake. stan was scared to go back to sleep, and everyone stayed up with him. bill held his hand the entire night, and stan figured out that his favorite place to be was against bill’s chest with bill’s arms around him, securing him.
he knew he was safe with his best friends, and new boyfriend
and in the morning, they all decided to sleep over at ben’s, because they all needed another night together
they talked, played board games, did everything to take their minds off of IT
when night came, stan was afraid to sleep again
the other losers took it upon themselves to put stan in the middle of them, bill on one side and richie on the other
he slept fine that night
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