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infernalodie · 2 years

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𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 || 𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬

“𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘛𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 '𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥“

Inspo: Asha Imuno - LONELY NIGHTS

Pairing: Sophia Lillis x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: She was always waiting for your call.

Warnings: Smut with some sort of plot, oral (Sophia receiving), strap-on, and some fluff at the end.

Words 1117

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

Sophia didn’t know the type of relationship you two had. It came in waves of affection and lust, a sign of friends with benefits, but clearly, something more is wanted. Just neither of you were sure to go about proceeding with it. What she did know is that if it were friends with benefits, you wouldn’t have spent money to have a helicopter to pick her up and bring her to your yacht. No way in hell would a relationship like that just be this.

You were a billionaire and had many connections in Hollywood. Helping fund for movies and owning a percentage of certain companies. You’ve given many movie stars a shot at fame and some had reached the level that you expected from them. Sophia had been one of those few, but it had blossomed from professional business to her becoming your submissive. She didn’t know how to feel about it as this was a whole new atmosphere for her.

Neither was it said normal romantic relationship when you had her sprawled out on a chair, stark naked with the cold winds of the ocean hitting her frame. Your hands held the back of her thighs up as you ate greedily at her dripping arousal. Tongue gliding through her fold to her bundle of nerves until you finally fucked her pussy with your tongue. She knew this relationship was a mess, but she always came running back.

A hum cut through the year as you sucked at Sophia’s clit. The vibrations made the ginger’s eyes roll back, biting down her bottom lip and whimpering. “Such a good girl for me,” you muttered, eyes fascinated by the girl’s dripping pussy. Biting your bottom lip as you lowered her legs to rest over your shoulders.

In her daze, Sophia felt you interlock your fingers with hers before your tongue pushed past her fluttering entrance. Your eyes flickered up to Sophia seeing her half-lidded eyes focused on you. Curving your tongue, caused the girl’s face to contort in pleasure, moaning into the open air. “M-Mistress, please.”

Hearing her plead always stirred a feral side of you that could only survive with her taste. This side of you needed her in waves and recently, you’d been needing her quite a lot. Missing the way her warm skin felt on yours or the sweet sounds that fell from her beautiful pink lips.

Parting from her, you allowed your fingers to gently rub her clit whilst you stood up. “What is it that you want, baby?” You asked softly, contently staring at her flushed features. “Is it my cock? Or do you want to stop?”

“N-No-!” Sophia blushed at her desperate tone, clearing her throat as she allowed the sensual rub of your fingers on her clit to calm her. “Your cock, Mistress. Please, I need it so bad.”

Your lips curved into a grin as you used your other hand, grasping the red silicone cock and crouching down between her legs. Softly, you pressed the tip past her drooling heat and slowly sank. With each inch that was swallowed, Sophia whined and whimpered like a little puppy. But you were too transfixed on the way her small frame could take the seven-inch cock so well.

“Oh, has my baby been missing me as well?” You inquired softly, sinking down to the base of the leather straps. Bracing your hands on the armrests of the chair, you pulled your hips back agonizingly slow. Until you suddenly plowed forward, your hips slamming into hers and causing a cry to fall from her lips. “Have you been using that toy I sent to your apartment, Sophie?”

The girl nodded with a whine, eyes rolling back as you quicken your pace. Not holding anything back from conquering the girl and, hopefully, claiming her as yours. “I-I use it every d-day!”

A wicked grin formed on your lips at the statement. “That’s my girl.”

Grabbing her by the waist, you lifted her up and swapped spots. Causing Sophia to sink down, feeling the tip of the cock hit a new length inside of her. “O-Oh, Mistress.” She moaned out, hands grabbing the back of the chair and beginning to bounce on your cock.

Your hands grabbed at her small breasts, squeezing and kneading the mounds. Mouth salivating at how easy she was to break for you. Pinching the pebbles, you gently rolled them between your fingers. Feeling her walls squeeze the cock as her legs twitched on either side of you.

Sophia’s head rolled back, eyes fluttering shut with her hands sliding down to your stomach where they stayed. Creating a perfect motion for her hips to rock onto the cock whilst you played and chipped away at her body.

For you, it seemed like every other time couldn’t compare to the current rendezvous with the actress. It felt like you were only uncovering more and more of what made the girl orgasm. Reaching new heights and higher expectations for the girl than you might’ve had a week ago. She was the perfect girl for you as she always came when she was called and always obeyed your orders.

Her small frame was perfect for you. Her cute personality made your heart skip a beat. Her freckled face made you want to keep her tied down and ride her face until you got your own satisfaction.

But this wasn’t about you. You called her here so you could see her fall apart because of you. Her pleasure came first.

Quickly, you rubbed her clit, causing the girl's movements to falter as she sobbed. “Y/n, p-please don’t stop.”

Of course, you didn’t and you watched the girl move urgently on your cock as you continued to stimulate her bundle. Watched her breaths be choked up until she finally fell apart. Huffs of air fell from her lips as she moaned. Legs tensing on either side of you with her nails digging deep into your stomach.

When she caught her breath, you smiled, kissing her jaw softly. Her arms carefully wrapped around your neck as she slowly come down from the high. Hands scratched at the roots of your hair as you rubbed her back softly.

There was a moment of silence where only the waves hitting your yacht could be heard. Then she shuffled in her place, hissing at the way your cock still prodded at her most sensitive spot. “I wanna stay with you, Mistress.”

You smiled, pulling away to look at the girl’s baby blue eyes. Her soft features took hold of you as you raised a hand and stroked her cheek. “You can stay with me for however long you’d like, baby.”

#sophia lillis #sophia lillis fanfiction #sophia lillis imagine #sophia lillis smut #sophia lillis fluff #sophia lillis x black!reader #sophia lillis x black!fem!reader #sophia lillis x fem!reader #x black!reader #x black!fem!reader #x black reader #poc reader #x poc reader

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fandomnerd9602 · 7 months

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Doric: my human parents didn’t want a tiefling child

Y/N: I want a tiefling

Doric:

Y/N: I-I mean I’d like to have a tiefling child. It’s not like I find you extremely attractive or anything. Youregorgeous what?

Doric: you seem awkward…and cute. I like you

#dungeons and dragons #dnd honor among thieves #dnd #dnd imagine #dnd fluff #dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #doric the druid #dnd doric #doric #tiefling #doric x reader #sophia lillis #tiefling druid #doric imagine

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venomised · 1 year

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Sydney Novak snuggle headcanons

( fem reader)

Warning: this contains mention of drugs and sexual activity ( I've only watched the Netflix show so this is based on the show.)

Syd is hungry for snuggles

It took her a while to open up to ( yes you know about her powers) you

Sydney is a switch for snuggling

She loves holding you but adores being held the same

Its a perfect way to calm down

If she just had a break down Syd is calling you

And in a few minutes she's either at your door or you stand in front of her house

The second you are in a bedroom she already pushed you the bed and is either laying on your chest or vise versa

Her favorites are

The honeymoon hug, heartbeat hug, half spoon, spoon and full embrace

But being honest

She doesen't give a f_ck

Any Position where you can be close is amazing

High Sydney can not leave her hands of you

No not able too

You guys only cuddle in your shirt's and panties/womens boxers

Lots of smooching

On the forehead, neck, cheeks, eyes, nose and lips

Dont be shocked if her hands wander

Staying still is hard for her

So hands may rest on your boobs, inner thighs, sides, lower stomach etc.

Syd loves touching you

And this may have led to making love

And someone may have knocked on your door telling you to shut up

Often she's creating hickeys

She can't stop Sydney just loves you to much

She often falls asleep especially if you are watching tv

It just helps her

Please go through her hair

She will lean in and whine like a puppy if you stop

Her brother loves you

Her mother? Not that much

Liam already sees you as his sister in law

you and Syd let out giggle's when he said that

But she's already dreaming about your Wedding

To sum it up

Sydney Novak is hungry for snuggles and starved for love

Give this girl romantische affection please

She needs it

Thats it for now. More may be added later

#sydney novak #Ianowt #i am not ok with this netflix #Sophia lillis #Sydney novak x fem reader #Snuggles #Weed #Sfw #venomised #Love #Positions #Sydney novak imagene #Fluff #Relationship #couple #lesbian

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robinbuckleyshotgf · 2 years

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[🌼] introduction

[🧃] hey! my name is charlie! i’m gonna use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!

[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.

[🌈] rules:

~ dni if you are an nsfw blog

~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.

~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.

~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.

~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.

~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!

~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.

[🌊] fandoms:

IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis

A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman

Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke

Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton

Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield

My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida

Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last

I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)

Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth

The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker

[🌸] prompts:

~ Angst

”please stop lying to me.”

”i dont care.”

”please dont cry”

”what makes you think i would want to date you?”

”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”

”am i going to die?”

“when did you fall out of love with me?”

”are you leaving me?”

” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”

”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”

”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”

”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”

”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”

”it’s only 2.am..”

”please dont hide from me.”

”dont take another step in my direction.”

”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”

”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

~ Fluff

”let me walk you home, hm?”

”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”

”ugh i cant reach it!”

”stop being so goddamn cute.”

”you dont need all that candy, do you?”

”call me as soon as you get there.”

”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”

”cuddles please!”

”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”

”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

”you motherfucker! never do that again!”

” i have no idea what you are talking about.”

”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”

“im only here for the dog.”

~ Smut 🌝

“come over here and make me.”

”kiss me.”

”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”

”you heard me. take. it. off.”

”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”

”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”

”i want to taste you.”

”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”

”is that my shirt?”

“be quiet.”

”use your words, baby.”

”what if someone hears us?”

”oh fuck yes, just like that.”

“need any help with that?”

“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”

“relax.”

”did you come?”

”shut up slut.”

~ Funny Ones🌚

”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”

”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”

”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”

”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”

”excuse you?”

”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”

”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”

”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”

”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”

”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”

”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”

”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”

”for fucks sake- MOVE!”

”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”

[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))

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a-constant-gay-panic · 2 years

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— — — — — X — — — — —

! REQUESTS ARE CLOSED !

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My masterlist!

Genres I'll write:

fluff

angst

smut

I can and will ignore/not write something (even if it is one of the genres listed above) if I see fit. this could be due to me not feeling comfortable writing about it, finding it offensive/insensitive etc. if that is the case, please just accept the fact and move on.

— — — — — X — — — — —

Type of fics I'll write:

one shots

drabbles

imagines

song!fics

multi chapter fics

AUs

dark!fics

Not sure if I'm missing anything.

— — — — — X — — — — —

Who I'll write for:

— Golden trio era —

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Cedric Diggory

Pansy Parkinson

Draco Malfoy (depending on the request)

— Marauders era —

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Lily Evans

Peter Pettigrew

— General/non specific era —

Bellatrix Black/Lestrange

Tom Riddle

Narcissa Black/Malfoy

— Losers Club —

Beverly Marsh

Bill Denbrough

Richie Tozier

Stanley Uris

Mike Hanlan

Eddie Kaspbrak

Ben Hanscom

— Bowers Gang —

Henry Bowers

Victor Criss

Patrick Hockstetter

Reginald (Belch) Huggins

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

001 / Henry Creel

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley

Billy Hargrove

Will Byers

OTHER FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

Peter Parker (tasm & mcu)

Wanda and Pietro Maximoff (mcu)

Elio Perlman (cmbyn)

Hal (The king)

Rue Bennett (Euphoria)

Rodrick Heffley (diary of a wimpy kid)

CELEBRITIES

Either because I write for their fictional character/s or because I just feel like it:

Jenna Ortega

Sadie Sink

Sophia Lillis

Timothée Chalamet

Finn Wolfhard

Zendaya

Other than that, it all depends on said celebrity. If they’re not on the list, ask and I’ll get back to you.

— — — — — X — — — — —

Types of Readers I’ll write for:

In regards to fluff, smut and angst:

fem!reader

gn!reader

male!reader (however I'm not the most experienced in this)

plus sized!reader

In regards to smut, specifically, I will write sub!reader but primarily dom!reader as I have more experience with this.

— — — — — X — — — — —

What I will not write about:

Sexual harassment/abuse

Self Harm

ED's

Con-noncon / noncon

Illegal age gaps (a minor and an adult together)

— — — — — X — — — — —

Things to include when making a request:

who you want to be in it

what kind of fic you want

any specific reader you had in mind

a basic idea / summary of what you want it to be about

any prompts from my prompt list (optional)

— — — — — X — — — — —

That’s all from my side, love ya <3

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kit-nelson-imagines · 2 years

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-> rules, prompts and more <-

[🧃] hey! my name is kit and im a young writer :) my friends recommended that i use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!

[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.

[🌈] rules:

~ dni if you are an nsfw blog

~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.

~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.

~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.

~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.

~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!

~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.

[🌊] fandoms:

IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Jack Dylan Grazer, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis

A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman

Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke

Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton

Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield

My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida

Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last

I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)

Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth

The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker

[🌸] prompts:

~ Angst

”please stop lying to me.”

”i dont care.”

”please dont cry”

”what makes you think i would want to date you?”

”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”

”am i going to die?”

“when did you fall out of love with me?”

”are you leaving me?”

” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”

”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”

”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”

”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”

”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”

”it’s only 2.am..”

”please dont hide from me.”

”dont take another step in my direction.”

”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”

”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

~ Fluff

”let me walk you home, hm?”

”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”

”ugh i cant reach it!”

”stop being so goddamn cute.”

”you dont need all that candy, do you?”

”call me as soon as you get there.”

”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”

”cuddles please!”

”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”

”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

”you motherfucker! never do that again!”

” i have no idea what you are talking about.”

”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”

“im only here for the dog.”

~ Smut 🌝

“come over here and make me.”

”kiss me.”

”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”

”you heard me. take. it. off.”

”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”

”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”

”i want to taste you.”

”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”

”is that my shirt?”

“be quiet.”

”use your words, baby.”

”what if someone hears us?”

”oh fuck yes, just like that.”

“need any help with that?”

“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”

“relax.”

”did you come?”

”shut up slut.”

~ Funny Ones🌚

”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”

”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”

”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”

”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”

”excuse you?”

”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”

”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”

”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”

”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”

”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”

”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”

”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”

”for fucks sake- MOVE!”

”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”

[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))

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xgryffinwhore · 3 years

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can you do something with bev🥺 like it can be literally anything - it’s just so hard to find stuff on her

I KNOW RIGHT!!! bev content is lackingg!! don’t worry, i got you

the right words to say

warnings: bev x fem reader!!! soft fluffiness heh. and smoking. aaaand language.

word count: 1.2k

her fiery locks bounced short on her head as she road fleeing sherman lane. her crew socks and worn out reebok’s peddling her rusty bike down the slope of the asphalt. lose floral sundress flying back from her sped, the cuts and scars on her legs exposed. some fresh, from your recent adventures.

she is your best friend, always will be. ever since you two met each other, your souls intertwined. she’s cool, cooler than anyone you’ve ever met. she’s stubborn, can be such a prick sometimes. but she’s beautiful, in a friend sort of way. yeah, just in a friend way. right?

to be honest you had no idea. sure, you were in highschool, you had boyfriends and you liked your boyfriends. but your boyfriends didn’t act like bev, they didn’t speak like bev, and they sure and hell didn’t smell like her(like the perfume she stole from the mall; citrusy with a touch of musk.

it was just a girl thing though, it was normal to think your friends were pretty and shit. everything you were feeling is NORMAL. it’s normal to blush when you think of your friends, it’s normal to stare at them when they’re not looking, and it’s normal to imagine their lips on yours so soft an-

“l/n” bev mused “you seriously need to go to bed earlier, it’s like i’m pulling you down from jupiter.” you shook your head and looked back at bev, her break stand on the gravel and her foot dangling from the bike seat where she perched.

“sorry marsh, i’m good now” you threw your bike on the ground and began walking with her toward the quarry. the water was a deep turquoise today, matching your bra you used for a bathing suit.

you both stripped eagerly, the summer sun making your skin hot to the touch. she wore a white bra and pantie set, with little pink polka dots. “nice lingerie” she joked, pointing at your black underwear with a small duck on them. “shut it bev.”

you held yourself hand out in an invitation to hers, you always held hands and jumped in together. her hand clasped yours, it was rough and calloused from the days she spent climbing up trees to get away from henry and gretta. before you had time to think bev had jumped, her weight pulling you with her.

the water always felt the same, frigid. it was refreshing on the days that you couldn’t walk on the asphalt barefoot without burning the soles of your feet.

beverley’s head popped up shortly after yours, she slicked her amber locks back and inhaled deeply. your bodies floated on the stagnant water, for a while actually, it was so peaceful.

your bodies migrated to the shallow part of the quarry, a little place you and her called ‘pebble palace.’ she handed you a opaque stone “pebble for your thoughts” she always did that. you took the pebble and rubbed it in between your index finger and thumb. “dont really have any right now” you breathed, your mind crowded with every thought imaginable.

“well i have one” she stole the stone back from you, “scared for highschool to start back up, if ‘m bein honest” she skipped the stone into the water, that’s what you two did. after a pebble-thought has shared, you had to throw the pebble back into the water.

school was closer then you’d like to admit, a week left of days like this. you picked up a pebble and threw it in the water, “still get to see you though, so i’m not too bummed.” she smiled like the always did, “yeah, it’s that aspect isn’t as sucky”

she laid back on one of the rocks, she usually naps around this time after we are done swimming. the sun captured her perfectly, her freckles looked like constellations and her limbs were loose and relaxed. she was alluring.

her nap was short lived, the sun was hot, you both mutually agreed to go back into the water. she splashed you "so, you still talking to kent?" she asked, you looked down and smiled "nah, too boring." you both splashed each other and she prodded "but why not? too pretty to be riding solo"

that made you blush under your sun burnt skin, she took noticed and continued "probably the most gorgeous girl in this town" she traced her fingers along your jaw "soft on the eyes" she slurred.

you stood there idle, why was she doing this to you?

"such pretty hair" with her other hand she rain her fingers through your damp ends "and eyes" she titled up your head to make eye contact with her. she was close now, you could smell the lilac candies on her breathe. you both subconsciously gravitated closer to each other, you lips almost brushing. your breath became audible, the tension in the air could be cut with a knife.

you turned around and regulated your air flow. "what the fuck marsh" you cursed "what the fuck is happening?" you carded your locks through your fingers, your world running in circles around you. "im sorry y/n- i thought you liked it!" she sloshed her legs through the water to be face-to-face to you once again.

"what are you trying to do to me?" your feeling welled up in the corners of your eyes and began to drip down your face. " y/n, i thought you and me and some -eh- chemistry?" your eyes went blank, homosexuality was a ew concept in the 80's. sure, men homosexuality was well known but female? barley heard of, basically only in porn (which you may or may not have watched.)

"bev- we cant be into each other" you laughed nervously "we are friends, we are GIRLS, we cant like each other." beverley's face dropped in disbelief "i see the way you look at me l/n, you cant fake that type of shit" you tried to stop her but she kept going:

"youre the only person who makes me feel something, youre the light of my life. youre not like anyone else, better than any stupid boy. youre everything y/n, everything."

your words stumbled together, you couldnt form a sentence if your life depended on it. "i- well thats so nice of you ca- i feel that som- well no that you r- like agree-" she hushed you with a kiss, fire works went off in your head. kissing a girl felt so much better then kissing a guy.

you spent the rest of the evening holding hands and walking around the forest 'no i thought you were so pretty' 'i think ive like you forever, swear to god!'

bev and you road back to your house, your curfew was soon. "so" bev started "ive been dropping hints for like- ever- why didnt you stay anything?"

you bit your lip in contemplation; you were never really good with phrasing things. "i guess i was just looking for the right words to say" you bashed. "and that is" bev leaned in "i love you" you whispered, she answered by kissing you one last time before the sun fell behind the horizon.

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sapphicwhxre · 3 years

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─────── january embers ──────

“Beverly Marsh, with her bruises and her cigarettes rolled into the sleeve of her blouse.”

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brendaaaa · 3 years

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Bruh (Sophia Lillis x Reader)

This is my first tumblr post of my writing and I'm really scared ahshjsjg, but lmk if you like it!! -Brenda

“Ahhhh,” Sophia said. “God bless the air conditioner at Target.”

“Amen, Hallelujah,” your eyes fluttered close as the wonderful cool air hit your sweaty skin.

It has been kind of a bad day. You and Soph had both started your periods this morning, which was kind of funny, kind of not. You might find more humor in it later, once all the cramps were gone. Which could be a while. For now you were both content to stay home, watch some tv and eat chocolate ice cream, and most importantly, keep out the dense summer heat just outside the door.

But of course you just had to be low in stock on lady supplies, so you two had to postpone your day of pain/relaxation together and brave the sweltering weather. It was a short walk from the house to the car, which had AC, and so that wasn’t too much of a hassle, but it was really the hot walk across the Target parking lot in 110 degree air that was not going to be fun. But alas, you both made it.

“Let’s get what we need, and then get the hell out of here,” you told your girlfriend.

“Let’s do it,” she agreed.

You made your way to the feminine product aisle and both picked out your respective choices.

“We should buy some candy too,” Sophia grinned, the sweat now gone off of her face.

You nodded enthusiastically, and you both added some sugary goodness to your basket.

When you were all finished, you guys headed to the checkout line. The dude at the register was a skinny guy with a purple nose piercing and long blonde hair. His eyes were kind of vacant and he didn’t look too smart. His dorky name tag said ‘Paul’

“Hello, ladies,” he said in a nasally voice. “How are you today?” He began to scan the items slowly.

“Never better,” you say, your sarcasm only registering with Sophia, who nodded empathetically with a sad grin on her face.

“Well that’s good,” Paul remarked, scanning Sophia’s bag of Milky Way chocolate bars. He looked up at you. “Are you guys related? Sisters?”

Sophia turned to look at you, grinning widely, and back at the dude.

“Bruh,” was all you said. Sophia laughed (Please watch...go to 2:13 for Sophia’s amazing laugh) and you couldn’t help but join.

Paul stared at you guys with a blank expression.

“I’ll take that as a no?”

“No Paul,” Sophia said sarcastically, looking at his name tag, “we’re sisters.”

And with that she leaned over and kissed you full on the lips. At first you were a little caught off guard, you were not expecting her to do that, but you got into it real quick.

When you broke apart and glanced back at Paul, his mouth was sort of open and his eyes were wide, bewilderment splattered on his face.

“So you’re a…” he stroked his chin. “What was it...a lez-bean?”

“Uh...a lesbian, you mean?” You ask, trying to hold back laughter. He nodded.

“Actually no,” Sophia said, “I’m a bisexual.” And she swiped her credit card.

“C’mon, y/n, the couch is calling my name.”

Paul still stood dumbfounded as you guys walked away.

When you were halfway out the door, he called out,

“Uh, bye? Hope to see you again! Target loves diverse customers!”

And you looked at Soph, and she looked at you, and you guys busted out laughing, all the way to the car.

“Bruh,” she said, shaking her head. “He was sooo stupid.”

Word Count: 595

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lemon-boy-stan · 4 years

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dating beverly marsh includes

being the only one who she opens up to about her dad

every time you guys fight you always go back to each other because you’ll never find another girl to date

being a soft but badass couple hmu

“i make gay jokes because i am a gay joke”

the rest of the losers betting whether or not you were gonna get together

richie betting fifty bucks

bev is obviously bisexual

dancing together in the clubhouse with fairy lights - i - i -

if it was modern day, SCREAMING THE LYRICS to every girl in red song ever

tribute to my babe

anyways

ur mum doesnt shut up about how cute her nose is

ur parents want to adopt her lmao

but her nose is pretty cute tho

passing notes in class

skipping class together and smoking

breakfast club vibes

shut up richie

anyways

shopping spree dates

being the hot members of the losers club because we all know thats true

everyone ships you

even bill and ben

bev is mummy

wearing each others clothes

seeing each other naked all the time youre girls lmao

kissing her instead of ben in the sewer

ben actually doesnt mind lol

dancing together

dancing everywhere

i just really wanna dance with bev

being all dany like ALL MEN MUST DIE

bc ur queens

ok that went so off track

bye :)

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infernalodie · 2 years

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fandomnerd9602 · 6 months

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Edgin: got the plan?

Y/N: nope.

Edgin: what?! Why not?!

Y/N: I was too focused on Doric. I just want her to wrap that beautiful tail around me

Doric walks by and kisses Y/N…

Doric: I just may have to

Y/N:

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lavenderruris · 3 years

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𝐁𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

(*)- smut

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robin-draws11 · 4 years

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R+E

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bowieandqueen11 · 5 years

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If You Believe / Beverly Marsh Imagine

Request: Hi, love! I'm so glad you're back!!! Do you think you could write an imagine where Beverly Marsh has an insecure girlfriend? If you're okay with that of course. 😊

Of course love, I’m always here for some Beverly love! <3

All comments and requests are much appreciated!

As your hips sway, catching the last traces of the pelting wintry drops of rain on this overcast grey afternoon, you sigh slightly to yourself as the rain patters over your head, the soft splashes bombarding sparkly beads of water onto you and the nearby tarnished and rusty streetlamp you pass. As you gaze wistfully up at the streaky clouds hiding the last rays of sunlight, your pace quickens slightly, your shoes starting to pound against the pavement as you want nothing more than to just get home and have this day end.

Not paying attention, you nearly slam straight into a small newsstand on the verge of the street before your shared apartment. Unable to help your curiosity, you peer in slightly, avoiding the contentious frown from the man running the shop as he lifts another magazine before his eyes. The bold headline catches your eye, screaming in immense, crass block letters: ‘Fashion designer Beverly Marsh finds flirtatious new fling?’ Gazing away quickly from the gorgeous picture of the model you vaguely remember noticing in passing at the fashion party last week, your mind hones in on the thought of Bev’s hand lingering on the slight curve of his back during the night, her slender fingers dancing lightly over his shoulder. They looked like the perfect couple, and as you turn away quickly, your eyes blurring with hot tears as your fingers curl into a fist, clutching the edge of your shirt as your eyes flash over a rack of tabloid newspapers without you in them, it reminds you too much of her and Bill. Of that summer.

Skidding on the wet pavement, your hands are a blur as you fumble the key out of your pocket and hurry through the front door, the tears falling down your flushed cheeks mixing with the remnants of the rain in hot drops. However, you’re too distracted to notice Bev half-running, half-jumping down the stairs, sliding along the wooden corridor in his woolly socks and flowing satin dressing slip, and finally clashing into you with the most beautiful, cherishing grin lighting up her face.

‘God, I’ve missed you so much. Being sick is the absolute worst, and if I have to look at one more piece of satin...’

Turning fearful suddenly, Bev’s face turns into a quick and anxious frown as her hands land as soft as embers against your waist, her hair tumbling slightly down in front of her eyes like petals.

‘Y/n, please tell me what’s wrong, what has you so upset my love’.

You can’t bare to look at her, choosing instead to bite your cheek as you whisper, ‘Bev, why did you choose me instead of Bill? Why would you ever have chosen me against anyone?’

Staying silent for a moment, one slender finger running slightly over the curve of her chin as she gazes out the front door, pondering, she finally bursts into life.

‘Y/n, do we remember when we first met?’

The halls of Derry High School are shadowed by the black and white checker board tiles that Beverly’s black Velcro shoes tap upon, echoing over the emerald green lockers.The whole building sends a chill down Bev’s spine as she marches down the hall, her feet squelching wet and leaving tiny little droplets splattered on the ground like blood, her bag thwacking painfully against her spine, the sickly feeling of wet plastic and garbage sliding down onto her leg. Wrapping her arms around her chilled body, Bev ignores the laughter and nervous conversations from the few pupils late for class that litter the hallway, turning her eyes down to the frail edges of her skirt to avoid the burning gazes as they snigger, huffing lightly and just praying her dad will still be at work so early on during this Friday afternoon.

Bev sighs to herself, rolling the cigarettes back into her sleeve as they slip down, stepping out the school door, her shoes a dead weight against the stone. There is no sky today, only a rough woollen blanket of mottled grey smothering the sky and sweltering the air in a thick dullness. The air is heavy with the dampness of a coming storm, and it is quiet out, unnaturally so. Thin streaks of red break through the cloud, slipping through the cracks like dripping blood and making Bev shiver lightly, a sense of fear and dread in the air that makes her young heart patter.

Rolling forward, she decides as she steps onto the crunchy dying grass to not bother even attempting to go home, the fear of her dad was worse than the fear of being caught skipping school. The tree she decides to thump down under, placing her backpack by her dripping arm stands mute in the air, the humidity encasing them both as the boughs above her stand silent and bare like a billion watchful eyes. Each leaf above her is so tiny, she thinks as she lays down, placing her hands tight behind her head; together they almost obscure the last straggling sun rays that bring this unbearable heat. Even the birds are silenced, statue like as they seem to turn towards her like statues. She twists on the soil, the roots clumsy and coarse against her back as she closes her eyes, but the only things she sees behind her eyelids are the Dead Lights, the razor sharp teeth of Pennywise stretching into oblivion, her eyes glazing over as she startles awake.

‘You look very… damp? Oh god, no, sorry, that sounded so weird. My name, my name is y/n, and this is the worst first impression I could have given.’

Bev manages to chuckle lightly, her heart still racing like galloping horses as she shifts onto her elbows, making out your silhouette against the shaking trees as you sit down on the grass opposite her, your backpack thumping sickly against the ground.

‘It’s okay, really, but what are you doing out here?

‘I saw you leaving, and thought you might need a friend. Greta Bowie really can be such an asshole, and I’ve only been here a month.’

‘Ohhh, you’re the new kid?’ Bev glances at you, a smile dancing on her lips as your eyes scan her face, searching for a sign of what her sparkling eyes, glittering like blooming spring blue bells hide deep within the shadows that swirl behind her face. The only thing you see, however, are the freckles on her face lighting up like the constellations in the night sky, making your heart rate kick up a notch as your hands tighten into fists by your side, your fingers clenching with nerves.

‘If you’d like, me and some guys are meeting at the Quarry later this afternoon, if you want to join?’ Bev tucks stray curls behind her ears, burning like winter fire as she finds herself unable to lock eyes with you, hoping you don’t see the blush that rushes like peonies up her cheeks, and the slight constricting of her throat, such an unnatural feeling, that leaves her slightly breathless.

‘Yeah, yeah Beverly, I’d love to.’

Before you made to leave, you turned towards Bev, reaching behind your back to unclasp your necklace before handing it to her, a faint blush on your cheek at the curious surprise on your face. As her finger fiddle with the heart shape, you say

‘It can kill monsters, if you believe it does.’

‘What?’

‘Love.’

‘And I’ve worn it every day since, y/n, because you were right. Your love has helped me defeat every monster I’ve ever had. I just need you to believe me now when I say I love you more than anything.’

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gone-cotta · 6 years

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It’s Okay to be Broken Richie Tozier x Reader

Warnings: Abusive parents, cussing

Hey, you also have a brother in this :)

Requested: NOPE, but I would appreciate requests since I LITERALLY HAVE NO BRAIN AND CAN’T COME UP WITH GOOD IDEAS (note: this is my idea, I’m not taking someone else’s, its just based on my personal life and I think its kinda crappy)

Summary: Richie’s parents aren’t the best...everyone in the Loser’s club knows that. You find yourself an outlet for his rage, a way for him to voice his thoughts, opinions, and rant about them. You don’t mind at all. In fact, you find it strangely nice in a way to be alone with this boy, the real Richie. The one who isn’t contantly making innaproptirate jokes and trying to show off. However, he catches something going on in your life that makes him wonder; Why had he told you so much when you haven’t brought up your issues?

You found yourself with alone with Richie again, watching the sun set from the edge of the quarry. The two of you had spent many days like this, talking through personal issues, confiding in each other to keep the secret.

Today, it was yet another of Richie’s dilemmas. His father, a man of 40 who possesed a commanding aura, had kicked Richie out for the day, again. The boy had arrived at the quarry with the rest of the other Losers, a frustrated grimace on his face. But as soon as he came within a few feet of them, he put on his mask.

Richie Tozier had on a mask. An ‘Its-Okay-I’m-Alright’ type of mask that he wore almost every moment of every day. The mask that joked, laughed, and teased. Nobody knew the boy under the mask. Nobody except you.

You two sat on the thick trunk of a fallen tree, one arm around Richie’s shoulder, as the boy leaned into you. You were both silent, looking out over the edge of the quarry at the calm water below. Richie’s hair was ruffled and damp from swimming earlier, looking as fluffy as ever. You inhaled deeply, taking in the surroundings.

“I just don’t get it. Why would they decide to have a kid, and then treat me like this?” Richie groaned, and you sighed.

“Bad things happen to good people all the time, Rich. It sucks ass, but in the end, we all find a way to deal with it” you murmur, and close you eyes. The boy grumbled something under his breath before falling silent once more. Today had been particularly rough for him, and you knew it would be best to let him get out what he had to say. You said nothing.

A sudden breeze whisked across the clifftop, and you drew your arm away from Richie to grab your sweater, which lay discarded beside you. You wrapped it around yourself, glancing around.

“How late is it Richie?” you asked, and the boy glanced at his watch.

“Uhhh...7:43 I think” He said, blue eyes flickering down to his pale wrist. You cursed, standing up and brushing yourself off.

“Shit. I’m supposed to be home by 8″ You groaned, and Richie glanced up at you.

“Are you gonna get in trouble?” He asked warily, and you nodded before catching sight of his face. A troubled expression had found its way onto his face, his eyes dark behind the smudged lenses of his glasses.

“Nothing serious, nothing serious!” You amended. “What about you? Are you able to get home by now?”

While you knew most everything that went on in the bespectacled boy’s life, he knew close to nothing about yours. He knew you had strict parents, who would get you int trouble and were fiercely ‘overprotective’, as you liked to say. But other than that, most of your evening together were spent talking about him. It was nice, and you didn’t mind it the slightest. You just thought that Richie had enough going on without worrying about your issues.

“Yeah. If not, I’ll go to Ed’s house or something. Maybe if I’m gone until tomorrow my dad will forget he was mad at me at all” Richie said with a bitter laugh, and you groaned, shaking your head at the boy.

“’Chee, things will get better alright? I’ll make sure of it” You comforted, and the pair of you began through the undergrowth, towards the area where the ended. Scuffing the dry earth with the toe of your sneaker, you pushed passed the thick trees. Emerging into the clearing, you looked back at Richie.

The lanky boy shot you a half-grin, turning towards Jackson Street where he would turn onto Wickham Road, on his way home. “See you tomorrow, Y/n!” He called, and you smiled. “Thanks for...today...making me feel better”

“No problem Richie. I don’t mind it” you reply, as the boy begins to disappear into the darkening night. You turn around just as his voice echoes out of the dark one last time. The faint echo of Richie’s laughter.

“Maybe tomorrow you can meke me feel even better...”

You rolled you eyes at the flirty remark, and it was only later as you walked the dark, deserted streets of Derry, that you realized he had once again put on his mask.

“Y/n, howabout you actually help out?” Your father said sharply, as you stuggled to fold a large sheet. You huffed in annoyance, before throwing the sheet back into the basket in frustration.

“Wha-What do you think you’re doing?” He asked, wide eyes and a voice filled with quiet anger.

“I can’t fold it! I can’t! It’s 4 times my size, and not even my sheet” You said, and your father got closer. You had been folding laundry on the table for the past 2 hours, and your legs ached from standing, putting you in an awful mood. Your father however, didn’t seem to understand.

“So I’ll teach you how” He said, cutting across you with a thick arm to snatch the sheet. You groaned, looking up at the ceiling. “Come on. Grab that end, now” He said, and you loosely held the end.

Later, after finishing your entire basket of laundry you turned back to your dad. “I’m done. Can I go sit down now?” You asked, gesturing to the array of clothes folded in the counter in front of you. Your dad scoffed, turning to you as he set a folded shirt down in the neat pile he had created.

“No way. You’ve barely done anything. We’ve done all the work” He said, and your brother looked at your from beside him with wide eyes. He shrugged his shoulders in a helpless sort of gesture, and you gaped at your dad.

“What? I did an entire basket!” You exclaim, eyes wide.

“So? Start helping”

You turned furiously to the nearly empty basket they were working on, and your dad handed you a sheet. You fumbled with it for a minute, struggling as you tried to hold back tears of anger and weariness.

“I can’t! I’ve been working since 10:50. It’s almost 2:00, and I’ve been standing the whole time” You burst out, as the sheet grew into a small messy ball in your hands. Your dad turned to face you. “And? Look at your brother, he’s doing his work! Why can’t you be more like him” Your father grumbled, taking a step closer.

“Well, he was literally sitting down and playing 30 minutes ago! I’ve been standing the past, like, 3 hours folding these damn clothes” You burst out, unable to contain your frustration. Your dad turned to you with a livid look etched upon his face.

“He’s two years younger than you Y/N! I’ve said it a million times!” He said, and dropped the pair of jeans he was holding ont othe counter to take a step towards you. You took a deep breath.

“You’ve been saying that forever. When I was his age, I had to do all the same stuff I’m doing now, and he was doing less and less”

Your dad slammed a fist down on the counter, and your brother flinched from behind him. You, however, held his angry gaze with equally upset eyes. “Watch how you talk to me. Show some respect” he growled in a low voice.

“respect? You literally treat me like dirt half the time I’m at home! Why do I need to treat someone with respect, when they don’t respect me?” You said, before your father moved forwards suddenly so his face was inches from your own.

You moved backwards slightly as he yelled at you, spit flying from his mouth. “fuck. I’m your dad, Y/n, not your friend. You can’t talk to me like that. I give you whatever you want. Whenever you want to hang out with your friends at the quarry, I say yes. I give you money to go eat ice cream with Bev and the other girls-”

“Boys, Dad. The others are all boys. Me and Beverly are the only two girls” You cut across him. You knew you would get in trouble for this, and in doin so you would be able to prove a point.

Your father froze, his eyes blank. He looked as if you had slapped him, before his eyes narrowed. “What?”

“You heard me”

“So you’ve been lying this whole time?” He hissed, his face growing redder by the second.

“It’s not lying if you never asked. And if I had told you, you wouldn’t have let me hang out with them” You added, before stepping back.

“You’re DAMN right! Now, you need to start talking in a respectful tone before-”

“I’ll start treating you with respect when you start acting like my parent”

Silence. Like the calm before a storm. You stood defiantly, chin tilted up as you stared at your father with blazing eyes. He seemed to not know what to do for a moment, but then changed, a look unlike any other appearing on his face.

“Go to your room. Now. I’m getting the belt”

“What? No!”

You backed up, and your father reached to his shorts to start undoing the brown leather belt he wore. Your eyes widened. Not again.

“Y/n. Now. You need to learn how to treat me with respect” he said in a frighteningly calm voice, pulling the belt through the last loop and examining it in his rough hands.

“No!” You let out a scream, before turning and running through the door. Running through the hall, you reached your bedroom and grabbed your bag. It was a small pink backpack, succeeding in cuteness more than than storage, but you kept your most important belongings in it. Wallet, keys, and other small emergency items.

Grabbing it, you threw it over one shoulder before you heard your fathers angry steps echoing through the hall. You ran over to the door, slamming it and flipping the small chain lock. A second later, you flinched backwards as he began pounding on the door, shaking the walls.

“Y/n. Let me in. It only gets worse for you” He yelled, and you felt your eyes well with tears, taking steps back.

You shouldn’t be scared of upsetting them. You shouldn’t be scared of them going through your things. You shouldn’t feel like you’re trapped and wanting to go home while you’re sitting in my living room. You shouldn’t be like this.

Sliding against the opposite wall, you curled into a small ball on the floor. Sobs began to shake your body. You let out a hollow scream as he pounded the door, and a sharp crack sounded. A small metal screw, presumably one of the ones holding the lock in place, landed a few feet from you.

“Sto-STOP!!” You yelled as the pounding continued, relentless. Just when you feared he would get in, he stopped.

“Who’s there?” He yelled, voice sharp. You shook as you heard a distant yell from downstairs, and a moment later your fathers footsteps could be heard stomping down the stairs.

“Who the hell are you?”

The reply sounded muffled. Or maybe your father pounding on the door had just made it seem quiet in comparison. Whoever it was, you were certain it would only cause more trouble for you. Stepping up carefully, you made sure to step slowly and quietly through the room. You had memorized which floorboards creaked a long time ago, after your parents had developed a habit of sending you to bed without dinner. That way, you could go downstairs during the night to take food from the cupboards.

Yes, you had numerous hiding spots for food scattered around the house; Behind the thick blankets in the closet, under the TV cabinet...even under your bed you kept a small cardboard box which you occasionally refilled with snacks. It wasn’t often that they did this, but it was often enough that you were prepared. Plus, if the floorboards creaked, you wouldn’t be able to hangout with the Losers psat curfew or go to sleepovers.

Peering out the hallway and looking downstairs, you caught sight of Richie, standing with a furious look on his pale face.

“What the fuck is going on?” you heard him yell. “Where’s Y/n?”

He looked up towards the entrace to the stairs, and you knew he had seen you. You made a quick motion for him to be quiet, hoping the boy would stay quiet for a minute.

“She’s in trouble. Now’s not a good time” Your father said gruffly, and made to grab Richie. The boy ducked quickly, and caught a glance at the belt which your father had attempted to hide behind his back.

“You--you--” he stammered, and you let out an audible gasp. Your dad turned to look at you, and when you met his eyes...

He had a look of such rage in his eyes. “Go back to your room, Y/n. Now” He snapped. He used the voice he used whenever you were in trouble and your friends were near. Your chest heaving, you took a breath to attempt and calm yourself.

“No”

Stepping down the stairs, you jumped the last few steps, running to Richie and taking his hand. “What?” Your father said menacingly, beginning to advance. He would continue, whether or not Richie was there.

“I said No!” You screeched, and took a few steps back, pulling Richie with you. The boy had a look of pure shock on his face, and you thought that if you hadn’t been pulling him he probably would be standing still.

“Get away from me!” You let out one last screech at your dad, before he lunged towards you sharply. You yanked Richie back, before turning to the open door. Stumbling, he followed, and you quite literally slipped through your fathers arms.

He missed you by a literal second. Arms extendeded, he brushed your arm and you shivered. It was like time had slowed. His nail grazed your arm, but despite the sting you held onto Richie. He let out a bellow of rage, and you took off, Richie in tow.

You don’t look back until you reach the quarry.

Gasping and panting, you two stopped by the edge. You turned around, expecting to see him standing there, chasing and yelling at you. But he wasn’t. He was gone, and you knew you weren’t going back.

What were you going to do? You might be able to stay with Beverly. She was now living with her Aunt, who had since moved into her house with her. Her father was in Shawshank Prison, and Bev was happier than ever. You’d ask her later, since the Losers were all meeting up anyways for a movie. As you pondered what you would say, Richie’s voice sounded, tugging you back to reality.

“Okay, pardon my French, but what the fuck is going on”

“And then you got there, and you saw what happened. How did you get in, anyways?” You finished explaining what had happened to Richie. He sat in silence, hanging onto every word you spoke, eyes dark. You swallowed nervously, barely brave enough to look at him after all you had just told.

“Your brother let me in, but does that fucking matter? How long had this been going on?” He asked in a carefully steady voice.

“...honestly, I can’t remember. But, it’s over now, so it’s alright” You said, attempting to smile. The wind whisked through the branches overhead, but other than that, there was silence.

“This-This whole time you’ve been listening to me. My problems. But you’ve had a whole word of your own. You listen to me talk about my parents hitting me, or kicking me out, while yours have been doing similar things. How has this never come up, Y/n?” Richie asked, his voice taunt with emotion. You inhaled shakily. It was evident that Richie was worried, upset even. His face was paler than usual, and his eyes were blank. Instead of the constant fidgeting, he was still, holding your gaze.

“I-I...I guess I didn’t want you to worry” You choked out after a minute.

“What do you mean?”

“Well...you already had enough to worry about. And the others...I don’t talk to them about this kind of stuff too often so..I dunno I just-” You began to feel tears welling in your eyes, and Richie’s gaze softened.

“Y/n...” he murmured, before wrapping you in a hug.

You don’t know how long you two stayed like that, but it felt like it could have been forever. You almost wish it had been. With Richie’s hands, one on your back and the other near your waist, you felt warm despite the cool breeze. Your hands looped over his shoudlers, reaching to clasp each other behind his back. His head rested against yours, his curly hair brushing your forehead and ear.

You were certain he felt the tear that rolled down your cheek.

Pulling away, you gazed at Richie with watery eyes, contrasting the small smile playing your lips. The boy gazed at you with an unreadable expression, before reaching for you again and pulling you into a kiss.

His lips were surpisingly soft. He tasted like cigarettes and airheads, an odd but utterly intoxicating combination. Pulling closer to him, you wrapped your hands around his neck, where they buried themselves into his dark, tangled halo of curls.

Smiling against his lips, you pulled away, gazing up at Richie. “Promise me you’ll tell me if something like that ever happens again?” he mumbled, and you nodded, though you had no intention of ever going back.

“Of course” came your soft response, and Richie smiled a genuine smile. A ray of light shining through a broken person.

“Good” he said, before pressing a light kiss to the tip of your nose. You let out a soft laugh, before wiping your damp cheek with your hand, ridding yourself of the remnants of your tears.

You two stayed close for a few more minutes, blissfully peaceful, happy even, as you stared through the bushes at the calm water below, which reflected the midday sunlight.

A bird called from a nearby tree, its warbling lightly echoing the deserted area. Perhaps it was a dove, you thought, as you watched it fly away, loosening the leaves of the Birch tree where it had perched. You would have to ask Stan later. If the bird did one thing, it pulled you out of the small trance you had been in.

“Come on Richie” You said softly, and grabbed his hand. He smiled at your sudden action. “We’re gonna be late to see the others. They’re gonna suspect somethings up if we take too long” You pulled him along softly, and youu two began to walk, fingers intertwined, shoulders brushing.

You may have been broken, but two broken halves make a whole.

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