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#the losers club roleplay
sunny-hail · 1 year
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hi! I’m 22 and I’ve had about 12 years of roleplaying experience. I am currently wanting to get back into writing, so I’m searching for long-term writing partners who are interested in roleplaying doubles! 
-I’m only looking for partners who are interested in creating a plot together, where we brainstorm ideas, and create something fun together! In our stories I’d love for there to be lots of twists, turns, and drama!  
-I’m not too picky about length, but I typically write 3-4 paragraphs. When it comes to writing smut, I don’t go into detail, and typically fade to black. 
-All I ask is that you’re also female and +20 ! :) 
-The fandoms I am interested in writing for are 
Buffy the vampire slayer (Spike x my oc)
the society (Campbell x my oc)
the losers club from IT! (Richie x my oc)
I am also completely fine with writing for celebrities or just oc’s. I also really enjoyed doing plots with alternate universes as well. (Putting other characters from certain fandoms into different movies or tv shows has always been a favorite of mine!) 
-If you’re interested message me here or on discord! rosedust7#8308
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cowboysandpilots · 1 year
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I'm looking for someone to play the Eddie to my Richie in a teen reddie rp on discord if anyone is interested. ❤️
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eddie-kaspbrat · 3 months
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does anybody roleplay mileven or stenbrough i need a mike or a bill like i need air PLEASE
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safe-marshmallows · 2 months
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DISCORD IT RP SERVER DM FOR DETAILS 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 THE FANDOM IS ALIVE AND WELL TRUSTTTT
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anderperries · 2 years
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hi!! i’m nervous about posting this but i’m hoping to start roleplaying more and i don’t know how to go about finding a roleplay partner so consider this my advertisement.
i’m looking for somebody to roleplay any members of the losers’ club.
- semi literate/literate. i can mirror whatever you do. i’d just ask no asterisks.
- platonic pairings or romantic pairings! my favorite characters to roleplay are stan and/or richie but i’m flexible. just know there might be a learning curve if i’m taking on a character i’m not used to.
- i can play one character or multiple, depending on what you want.
- 18+. even with sfw stuff, i’m not comfortable roleplaying with minors (i’m 20 btw)
- i usually choose to do AUs but i’m willing to give canon compliant/canon divergent roleplay a try!
- i’m very active. you don’t have to be although i would love an active partner. but just don’t be creeped out if i immediately start typing the second i get your reply.
- i’d prefer to use discord but i’m willing to try something else if you have a preferred platform.
- not a must but i would love somebody i can befriend and talk to ooc. i promise i don’t bite.
- i’m very flexible. just talk to me about what you want or don’t want and i can adjust as needed!
i just love these characters and their relationships and i want to write for them again.
if you’re interested, you can dm me here or on discord mmtittle#9828
maybe if IT mutuals could reblog this so there’s more of a chance it’ll be seen?? thank you.
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richwtoz · 9 months
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Derry Maine Roleplay discord!
Hii me and my girlfriend made a roleplay discord server and we need more people. Rn the only spots we have taken are bev, richie, eddie, and stan so you can be anyone else! https://discord.gg/4wFwm5qv
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spudmizer12 · 2 years
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The Missing Chapters (It Roleplaying Discord)
Synopsis: The Missing Chapters is an It roleplaying that tells the untold tales about the events that happen before, during, and after the events of It Chapter One.
Main Pairings
1. Polylosers: Bill Denbrough/Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier/Stanley Uris/Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh/Mike Hanlon
Roleplay Characters
Note: If you are interested in roleplaying any of these characters, please message me on Discord (Discord Link: https://discord.gg/H6TXNhk6eC) or my Gmail (Gmail: [email protected]). Tell me which characters you would like to play and at minimum, write a paragraph about why you would like to play that character. This will help with the vetting process.
The Losers Club
1. Bill Denbrough
2. Eddie Kaspbrak
3. Richie Tozier
4. Stanley Uris
5. Ben Hanscom
6. Beverly Marsh
7. Mike Hanlon
Notes
1. This story will be the book canon with pieces of the miniseries and the movies sprinkled into the story where they make the most sense.
2. The losers club will be their book ages (eleven and ten years old) at the beginning of the story. So please, keep it as non-explicit (No underage sex) as you can. As the characters are aging up, increasingly explicit things will be allowed. However, if you have something explicit you would like to add please feel free to DM me and we can discuss it.
3. The most important rule: Please be respectful to one another and have fun.
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skyeaws · 1 year
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who am i?
hello! i am Skye and i’ve been a part of the IT fandom since 2018 i think. Never really been active in tumblr before but decided to give it a try since i’ve always liked to share my hyperfixation, meaning reddie in the form of writing.
I am 20 years old transgender male and i am demisexual and bi.
in 2019 i used to be very active in IT community in Amino (not my proudest moments in there)
the picture was made in picrew ⬇️⬇️
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roleplayfinder · 2 years
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heyo! i’m looking for an 18+ group to play the losers club (from stephen king’s it) in a college au. it would be mostly texting/social media stuff, though we could add lit rp as well. it would be super casual, mostly goofs with light angst. i’d like to play bill, anyone else is fair game ! like this or message me if you’re interested
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sunny-hail · 2 years
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hi! f22 here, searching for long term writing partners who are interested in doing doubles. I’m looking for partners (I who are also female and over the age of eighteen!!!) who are interested in collaborating over ideas, sharing inspo pics, etc. With Halloween coming up, I would really love to do something spooky themed, whether this be based off a horror movie, or an idea we come up with on our own :)
My favorite fandoms to write for are Buffy and the Losers Club. However, I also do Harry Potter, One Direction, or simply just oc’s/celebrities. If you’re interested please message me here or own discord! rosedust7#8308
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marchivists · 2 years
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would anyone . be interested in a losers groupchat roleplay ,
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eddie-kaspbrat · 5 months
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where are the bill denbrough roleplayers please i beg
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nocturnal-rp · 2 years
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Nocturnal - a supernatural / horror / sci-fi roleplay set in the 80s
A teaser for one of our want-ads ; related to a "scooby do" type gang. The faces shown and names presented are not set in stone, merely suggestions for the purposes of the ad to get the juices flowing!
We are excited to see what kinds of characters (young and old) will emerge in this spooky town :)
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yanderenightmare · 6 months
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Gojo Satoru
TW: NSFW, dubcon, yandere, bully/mean Gojo
gn reader - fem clothing
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“Summer did you good, didn’t it?”
Your ears grate at the familiar voice. So smug you can feel the smirk before turning around to see it in all its pearly glory. 
“Leave me alone, Gojo.” You sigh, taking your drink before trying to slide passed him.
But he stands close – too close, still in the intimate club – so close his thigh brushes yours where you sit on the bar stool. “I’ll leave you alone… if you make it worth my while~”
Your nose scrunches. “Gross. I’d sooner fuck a curse.”
His smile doesn’t drop despite your insult. “I’ve got six eyes, you know…  You think I don’t see what you’re doing?”
Your eyes narrow, biting out a “What?” and his smile becomes a chuckle. 
“Short skirts and tight tops. Sitting here all alone.” His black shades dip when he looks down his nose at you, a knowing look in his loud blues. “You’re fishing- and lucky you got me hooked.”
Rolling your eyes at him, you smack your teeth. “And now I'm throwing you back out to sea.”
You try again to hop off your seat, but he leans a hand against the bar and traps you there.
“Who’re you dressin’ up for then, hm?” He continues, getting in closer, bearing down until his lips brush the shell of your ear, whispering, “You know~  all guys are pigs. I guess you’re happy being slop in a trough.”
You put a hand on his chest, but it doesn’t budge him – and when he leans back again on his own, he flashes an even wider grin at you.
“I mean, hell- If I knew you were such a needy slut, I’d mercy-fuck you sooner- shoulda just said so-”
“Shut up.” You snap.
He tilts his head, feeling undeterred – actually, the opposite, offering another snicker. “Oh? Grown some balls under that skirt, too, hm?”
You make another grimace at his crudeness, deliberating throwing your drink in his face.
“What? A couple of compliments and free drinks, and suddenly, you think you’re too good for me?”
You’re reminded of the gap in your rank – why you should hold your tongue.
You sigh – defeatedly now. “Just leave me alone, Gojo-”
But he’s not done having his fun. 
“You’re nothing.” He flicks his tongue off his smile. “You’re a curseless loser- and you don’t have to have six eyes to see it.”
Hints of hurt flicker through the anger on your face, and your scowl wavers – turning into a pout while you look up at him, trying to hold it together. His grin spreads when he sees it, and his words grow colder, cutting deeper.
“Don’t kid yourself- only reason anyone’s lookin’ at yah twice s’cause it’s real hilarious watching your pathetic ass think you’re anything but a-”
“I get it.” You cut him off, voice weak. “You’ve made your point…”
You slide off your stool, squeezing past him with your head bowed to hide the tears welling in the corner of your eyes – threatening to slip if you waited a second longer.
But before you’re able to disappear into the crowd, you’re stopped once again by a hand wrapped around your upper arm.
“Before you go, just know… if you ever decide to dress up like a little slut again- I’ll take it as an invitation.”
The tears slip while you look up at him. 
He takes a second to admire it before letting go. Watching you rush out.
You stand outside in the cold and catch your breath. Wiping your cheeks with hitched cries before a jacket is slumped over your shoulders.
“I don’t think I wanna roleplay this anymore, Toru- It’s too much-” You sniffle, curling yourself against his chest with tiny fists balled in his shirt.
“I know-” He coos, wrapping his arms around you while resting his chin off the top of your head, swaddling you. “But it makes me so fucking hard. Feel-” He groans, rubbing his fattened groin into your stomach.
“I’m not in the mood anymore-” You whine in return, trying to nudge him and his boner off.
But he keeps you in his arms, hugging you tight, a whine escaping his own lips. “No- please don’t. Don’t leave me all blue-balled, angel. Please~”
“You’re so selfish.” You pout, allowing it.
“Yeah~ I’m the worst~” He agrees with a snicker, releasing you – holding your hand as he begins leading you to the car, a hurried spring in his step. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
“You’re not even listening.” You argue, getting dragged along.
He places you against the door. “Please, I need you. I’ll beg if that’s what you want.” He moans hotly while kissing up your neck – fiddling for the keys in his pocket before unlocking and popping open the back seat. 
You don’t fight him, getting overwhelmed when he lays you down – his kisses never-ending and hunting for all those soft spots he knows make you weak. 
“Can’t believe people dare look at you-” He breathes, almost in a growl, lifting your thighs up around his torso while nestling between them. Rocking his bump against the thin lace of your panties. Voice growing more and more rowdy. “I oughta go back in and level ‘em all.”
He sucks a hickey into your neck, then a small ring of teeth on your collar. You whine at the bruising but don’t do anything to make him stop. Instead, your small hands reach out to his belt – unbuckling it and unbuttoning him, tugging his pants down until they bunch around where he’s knelt.
He makes the last liberties and finds his place between your thighs with a sigh.
“Buncha small-fries… everybody knows you’re mine.”
You sit in his lap when you’re done. Naked with your dress bunched around your midriff. Nips stiff and perky – too cute to ignore, so every now and again, he bows his head to give them a kiss or two. It never fails to make you squeal.
“You think you can fit into your old school uniform?” He mouths against you, licking kisses from your chest up to your neck – sucking your cheek before placing a chaste peck on the corner of your mouth. “I wanna poor milk on yah like I used to~
He’s always so clingy after cumming. You try and wrench away from the neediness, but it’s obvious you don’t give it much effort – mostly just scrunching your face. “You’re such a jerk.”
He hums in agreeance, and you feel his smirk through his kisses and then in his laugh. “Don’t cry, it’s not the type of milk you’re thinking of.”
You blush at the comment, ushering out a curt “Pervert.”
But he only pushes, moaning out a “Please~” while kneading your hip and rubbing your thigh – pressing his face into your neck, nuzzling you with eyes closed and mouth open.
So clingy, you feel embarrassed and ticklish under all the attention. Shaking your head. “It won't fit- it’s years ago-”
He pouts with a grumble. But it doesn’t take long before the smirk returns, inching back onto his lips. “I bet you’d fit in mine, though~”
You grow even more shy at the suggestion. “You’re so weird.”
He only laughs. “And you’re so in love with me~ which means you’re even weirder. Hah, loser?”
You frown at the nickname, again making an effort to twist away from the myriad of kisses and lovebites. “You’re insane.”
But he catches your face in his hand. Squishing your cheeks and turning your head to look back at him. “Damn right, I am.” He agrees, then turns it into a playful threat. “So you’d better never leave me. ‘You think I was a bully in school? Just imagine what a nightmare I’d be now. I’m a god; I’d get away with anything.”
You giggle at his silly dramatics. 
“You laugh, but I’m not joking.” He continues, still with your face in his hands. His big round eyes peeled. “I wouldn’t just stalk and terrorize you. I’d destroy your life if you ever left me. I’d make you lose your job, your apartment, your friends, your clan- I’d make sure you had no one left to turn to, nowhere left to run but right back to me.”
Your giggles die down, leaving a small smile playing on your lips before you press them softly against his. 
“And here I was thinking you’d just settle for sending creepy letters…”
He chuckles under his breath, “Childsplay.” Then kisses you again – this time a little longer. Giving your cheeks a squeeze before releasing you softly. Resting his forehead against yours with your noses touching.
His voice is a little more solemn now, genuinely serious this time. 
“But you would never leave me, right?”
The wet traces of his kisses cool in the absence of his lips while his thumbs feather your flesh so delicately. Holding you as though you were the most precious thing in the entire world.
You tilt your head and kiss him again – chastely and sweet.
“Never.”
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nymphomatique · 8 months
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reader asking forcing. loser!miguel to tell her his desired fantasy and since she’s feeling a bit nice that day she decides she’ll indulge it for him <3 (i feel like he’d so be into roleplay hehe ><)
nonnie ur brain.. hold on.
cw: fem/dom reader, sub!miguel <3, slight mentions of shoe play, talks of punishment and like SLIGHT exhibitionism, miguel being a simp bit what’s new, a kiss 🤭, on da sweeter side, and as per usual: definitely not proof read lol enjoy 💋
a/n: i went tame for this but suggest what role play ideas u have bc miguel is DEFINITELY into that. like imagine him acting as readers maid.. in the maid outfit.. omfg.
“miguel?”
“ah! y-yes?” he answers between a moan. you’re currently sitting on your bed, miguel sitting upright facing you on your floor as you trail your heeled foot up his crotch.
“tell me something,” you start, cocking your head sideways and leaning forward to look at him a little closer. as you lean forwards your breasts spill over the the corset top you have on. you begin to use more friction with your foot, and his moans become more feverish. “what��s your fantasy? entertain me, i’m in a good mood tonight.”
and a good mood it was, you stumbled into your dorm at around 2 in the morning, miguel waiting patiently for you outside your door, kneeling in the empty hall just like you asked, when you texted him rather drunkenly from the club that you wanted to play with him.
miguel’s face flushes, his chocolate brown eyes hiding behind his glasses. “i- ah.. f-fuck. i don’t know..” he trails off, bucking lightly into your red bottom.
“you have one more time to lie to me before this turns into a ball busting session, dweeb,” you spit, halting your teasing and looking at him intensely. you can visually see him fold under your stare. “w-well..”
“go on,” you encourage, slowly starting your teasing with your heel back up.
“i’ve always wanted to- ah! to take someone on a dinner, all fancy. a-and in the middle of the restaurant, she starts to..” he halts, his lips tightening and his face going red.
“i said go on, miguel,” you say nonchalantly, but your heel applying pressure to miguel’s crotch. he lets out a sharp shudder and a string of curses under his breath, and then resumes.
“what we’re doing now.. tease me all dinner, and th-then punish me in the restroom for getting excited..” he sighs out, the pain and shame sending waves of pleasure to his pulsating clothed cock.
“yeah? punish you how? tell your mistress what you want,” he looks at you and moans, your foot increasing its speed and pressure.
“you- you’d make me beg to cum. i- i’d beg you to- fuck. to let me touch you. let me ache to please you, to serve you mistress,” he spill out from his lips, his eyes heavy and breathing shallow from your pleasuring.
“you really are pathetic miguel,” you laugh out. you stop teasing him and stand up, watching him look up at you from his place on the floor. you slowly saunter over to him and step each foot on either side of his legs, lowering yourself down until you’re sat on his lap, directly over his erection. you grab his hair and pull his head back, hovering your lips over his own. “but you know what?” you whisper, looking at his red face and tousled hair. “i like it.”
you go in for a kiss, your lipstick transferring to miguel’s perfectly shaped lips as you kiss him sensually. you pull apart from the kiss and look at him once more, him sitting there utterly dazed and confused, this being your first kiss. you get up and walk to sit back on your bed, looking straight at him, a small wet patch staining his pants. “get out of my room.”
he doesn’t hear from you until the following evening, a text message from you reading:
philemon at 8pm sharp. take a fucking shower and wear something other than hand me downs tonight.
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steventhusiast · 1 month
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STWG prompt 18/4/24
prompt: the beemer
pairing/character(s): steddie
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"I didn't see your van outside, you need a ride home?" Gareth asks as everyone's packing up their dice sets.
Eddie looks up from scribbling notes down about important character actions with a hum, and notices that the concerned look on Gareth's face is mirrored by Jeff and Freak.
The freshmen members of the club aren't interested, whispering excitedly amongst themselves about something that will probably cause Eddie problems at their next session. (He catches some complaints about biking home too. Losers.)
"What? No, no, don't worry man." He assures with a smile, and goes back to his notes. Steve's picking him up today. They have a date. Which, sure, he's been on a few official dates with Steve now, but they still make him so... jittery and excited.
He shakes his head at the half-finished page of his notebook and readies his pen. He can't forget that Mike now has a bag of holding, so he writes that down and then closes the notebook and nods to himself, satisfied.
When he looks back up his bandmates are still staring at him in concern.
"What?"
"You literally never leave your van at home." Jeff points out, and then Freak adds on:
"You call it your child sometimes."
"Hey. Pac-Van is a she, thank you very much." Eddie says, "But seriously, it's fine. I just got a ride this morning and he's picking me up too."
He hasn't gotten round to telling them about him and Steve yet. He knows they'll take great pleasure in making fun of him getting with a jock. You know, because of all those rants he likes to go on at the lunch tables about said jocks... Whatever.
"From Wayne?"
"No." He rolls his eyes at the questioning and shoves his stuff into his backpack, then makes a quick decision. Fuck it, "I promise I'll be fine, you big babies. Harrington's a good driver."
"Harrington?!" They all ask in sync, and that gets the attention of their newer recruits, who are still chattering away. Their heads all snap over to them.
"Why're you talking about Steve?" Mike asks, looking vaguely disgusted. Dustin elbows him in the side.
"Don't worry your angsty little head about it, Wheeler." Eddie says with a grin, and then finally picks up his backpack, "Now I have places to be and people to see so I trust you all to leave this room as you found it? I gotta go."
And with that he leaves the room, ignoring Freak's voice from behind him.
"I thought he was just giving you a ride home."
He makes it to the parking lot just as the beemer pulls in, and finds a smile appearing on his face at the sight. Because he's feeling dramatic, he does a wild little wave at the car. He can't see Steve yet, but he knows that made him chuckle, or at least smile.
"Hey, taxi for Munson?" Steve yells out of his window as he slows the car to a stop, and Eddie's smile widens.
"Oh, we're roleplaying tonight, are we?" He asks as he walks around to the passenger side and gets in. He's pretty sure Steve rolls his eyes at him, but he's also pretty sure he's doing it in a fond way. Hopefully.
Steve doesn't drive off immediately, a glint of something intense in his gaze as he looks at Eddie. He's leaning toward Eddie a little too, and having Steve Harrington's full attention on him is not something Eddie's used to yet, so an unbidden blush appears on his cheeks.
"Good day?"
"Great day, Stevie."
"Good. Can't wait to hear about it over dinner." Steve nods, and his eyes flicker down to his lips for a second, and then he leans out of Eddie's space to start the car up again.
Right. Public space. Homophobic small town. Yadda yadda, kissing can wait until they're safely indoors.
Eddie's too busy fiddling with the radio as the beemer drives off to notice Freak, Gareth and Jeff stood staring at the car from in front of the school doors, perplexed looks on their faces, as the freshmen run over to the bike racks. But he'll definitely be hearing all about their thoughts at band practice.
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