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creamymilkk · 2 years

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⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. 🎒 Different Type Of Love 🎒 .♡

“Come on, come on and take me home. Please stay with me and don't you leave me alone. You drive me wild.”

༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader

. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and F!Reader.

༉‧₊˚ -Format: Fanfiction.

× &﹕Summary: You and Vance are head over heels for each other without either of you even realizing it. Until Vance fell. Literally.

×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): First Chapter of my fanfic! This is the playlist for the fanfic, so I do say to listen to the playlist while reading it. There’s some 70’s slang, here are the meanings “Don’t flip your wig! = Don’t be upset.”Casanova = a lady’s man” “foxy mama = a hot looking woman” “Later days = A form of saying ‘Goodbye.’” (proof read by @/alex-whitley-187)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

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The one girl Vance always found very interesting always caught his attention. The blonde curls on his head and the beautiful blue ocean eyes of his made many girls fall in love with him on sight. Then there's his tendency to pick fights with anyone, no matter where or who they are. The way he truly never cared who he was fighting. Everyone knew him.

With all that, surely he could talk to a girl, right? Nope. He could never talk to you. Sure, he’ll stare at you. In class, in the hallways, in the lunch area, even when walking home. He just… like, loves you. I mean could anyone really blame him? It’s you. There was nothing he didn't love about you. With your beautiful silky smooth hair that shines in the sun, and your beautiful smile that warms everyone's heart. With how your hips swing when you walk, not to mention how sweet and kind you are. You’re perfect in his eyes. In terms of cheesiness, Vance is not the type who would think about these things. He just couldn’t help it, you’re truly his dream girl… but he always thought a girl like you would NEVER like a guy like him. Though… there’s always a small part of him that thought maybe you two had a future together.

You, on the other hand, always see Vance. I mean, everyone in town knew who he was. You already knew that he always gets into fights. You already knew how he has girls drooling all over him. Oddly enough, you never saw him go out with any of them, something that seemed weird to you. I mean he does look like the type that would just go out with a different girl Every. Single. Day. Just like the other girls, you also had a tiny (huge) crush on Vance. I mean how could you not find him at least somewhat attractive? You loved everything about him. Vance and you do live pretty close so you will always see him outside of school. Which for you is such an amazing opportunity to see how handsome he is. If he ever found out that you always look forward to seeing him he’d probably think you were weird. He probably already thinks that you’re a weirdo. I mean you already knew that there’s no way that Vance is the type of guy that would like a girl like you. But a girl can dream.

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1978

Your normal routine was to wake up, eat, go to school and sleep, then do it all over again. Nothing interesting ever really happened to you. I mean sure, you sometimes hang out with your friends, but those times quickly ended almost as soon as the conversation started.

It’s not that you dislike them. No, no, no, that’s far from it. It’s just, you didn’t know how to hold up a ‘normal’ conversation, though they do try to talk to you. They do try, but you kept pushing them. You just have that horrible habit.

But somehow someone did break that habit of yours. Jennifer. She really tried her best to be around you and be close to you.

She basically became your only friend, one that you somehow didn’t push away. That was one of your many problems. But as of right now, you were getting ready to head off to school. Your mom wasn’t here today, she was off at work. You quickly went outside and started to head off to school, only one thing, or person, can make your day.

That special person was… Vance Hopper. Yes, the guy with the puffy blonde hair. The one with anger issues. I mean, insult him in some way and you were on the ground with a broken nose, broken arm, and covered in blood. Yes, that Vance Hopper.

That handsome guy. He always walked in the same way, everyday. Which made you so happy! Walking to school? Yeah, that totally sucks ass. Walking to school, BUT stare at a cute guy? That made it all better.

Since you were just thinking about him, he appeared at the corner of the street right in front of you. You could only see his back and his curly blonde hair bouncing with every step. With his denim blue sleeveless jean jacket, white shirt, tight bright jeans that got wider at the bottom, and brown boots. You always adore how he dresses.

You arrived at school before you knew it. Then he was off with his own little friend group. You sighed. When you entered the halls there were so many people talking and crowded together, a few random couples making out in-front of their lockers.

Until you saw your own friends, like you said before you kinda had a habit of pushing away your friends. Well not just your friends, maybe some other people. You just couldn’t help it. They didn’t say anything since they had just given up on talking to you. Until you saw your Jennifer.

“Hey girlfriend! So how was your little walk to school?” She said while wiggling her eyebrows, clearly knowing what she was saying with that.

“Oh hush, it was boring like usual.” You say while dryly laughing.

“If you say so.” Jennifer said while closing her locker. “Are you still up for going to the diner?”

“Sure! After school, right?” You said.

“Yup, but you’re paying this time. Right now I have a dollar to my name.” She said while laughing.

��Right, Right. I guess it is my turn.” You answered while smiling.

“It totally sucks, too. I really wanted these cute shoes I was looking at.” she replied with a hint of sadness.

“Don’t flip your wig!” You rejoiced, smiling at her.

“Yeah, I guess you're right. Plus, that shows I need to be more careful with my money, '' Jennifer sang, laughing.

Just then the bell rang.

“I really should get going. If not, Mr. Smith will kill me for being late. Again.” You say with a sigh.

“Gosh, his class is so boring! Okay, cya.” Jennifer spoke while walking away.

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“Then he said I was late again?! Like sorry Mr.Smith, I just hate your boring class!” You ranted, chewing your lunch.

“Right?” Jennifer commented while eating her own lunch. “Anyways, you know Jerry right?”

“Uhh, yeah. The football guy?”

“Well, guess what?” The girl marveled grinning ear to ear. She placed her fork down and clapped her hands together.

“You know I'm bad at guessing.” You said while giggling at her.

“Yeah, you're right. Okay, so Jerry asked ME OUT!!” She beamed while shaking her hands and giggling.

“No way! I’m so happy for you!” You chimed. You stopped eating and looked into her eyes that were full of happiness and excitement. You really did feel so happy for her.

“So… enough about my love life.” She spoke while giggling, a higher pitched sound than before. You knew what she was going to say. When Jennifer does that you knew she was going to say something that you won’t like. “Did you ever try to talk to Vance?” Jennifer asked with a devilish grin on her face.

“Pfft, no! He probably has a girlfriend or is already talking to some girl…”

“What? No! Vance is too busy with his dumb game. He literally just got into a fight over that game.” Jennifer grumbled, rolling her eyes.

You already knew about the fight, since basically everyone has been talking about it for the past week. “I know, but every girl in town has a crush on him!”

“Maybe you can be the lucky one. Hm?” Jennifer said giggling and giving a goofy smile. “Vance, oh Vance! Your hair looks like a poodle and I love it!” She mimicked your voice and put hand to her forehead when she said the last part.

“Oh, hush! Most people have better ears than my mom!” You stated, trying not to laugh at her antics. “Right, sure.” she said, smirk still on her face.

“Plus, Vance is a Casanova. I mean just look at him!” You say while daydreaming about him. “That’s true but you're a foxy mama.” Jennifer joked while winking at you.

“Oh shut up you!” You said laughing at her comment. “Hey! It’s true.” Jennifer added while smiling brightly at you she was truly the best at making you smile.

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“Later days!” Jennifer spoked as she threw a peace sign at you. “Yeah see you later.” You replied while you were walking out of school. Playing with your hair you couldn’t wait to go with Jennifer to the diner later, though you still need to go and get your money.

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Vance walked quickly to catch up to her just to at least see her. One day you were walking a few blocks in front of him and he saw you playing with her hair. He was taking every little detail about you, the way your hair flew in the wind.

The way your hips swayed as you walked he really liked the outfit you were wearing today, it just made you look even more beautiful. He kept looking at you with basically hearts in his eyes.

Not looking at the ground since he was too busy looking at you. He fell on the hard Concrete floor. He grunted while letting out a small ‘fuck’. He saw you turn around looking right at him.

His checks turned into a light pink color. He saw you walking towards him. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ He really wished this wasn't how you were really going to talk. All of his thoughts were quickly stopped, when you offered your hand to help him up. You giggled just a bit. He loved the way you giggled, “Hey, are you okay?” “I was better.” He said his cheeks were still light pink. “What’s your name?”

“It’s Vance… Vance Hopper.”

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rizzlord34 · 1 year

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“Rabid Piranha bitch”

(Vance x f!Reader!w/ a biting problem)

Cw: cursing, Implications of an erection

Details: You're a shoulder biter and your weird impulse led into a situation with an infamous blondie.

I didn't realize how autistic-coded I made the reader until now, Highly recommend it if you're an autistic vance lover.

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Everyone has their own habits or weird quirks right?

Whether it’s biting nails, tapping things, clicking pens, or having the irresistible urge to bite the shoulder of the person standing or walking in front of you.

Okay the last one isn't really a habit but a strange cannibalistic impulse.

You didn't think it was but your friends joked and said it was.

“Julie, it's not cannibalistic! It's just.. Just..”

You look at your hands rubbing the soft parts.

“I swear (Y/N) you're gonna be in the papers for eating someone in the future!”

She laughs out, laughing hard to the point where she could barely breathe.

“Listen, Listen, tell you what, Lets go to the Grab-N-Go and get you some gum or snacks to chew on so you can stop hunting out flesh.”

She says, wiping her tears from laughing.

You roll your eyes and groan.

“Okay fine.. Let's go then.”

As you two leave her house, she slips next to you.

Not wanting to fall victim to your biting, Again.

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You and Jules approach the mini-mart.

There stands a familiar blonde, Playing pinball.

“Oh look, Lethal barbie boy alert.”

Jerking her head towards the boy next to the window.

“Huh? What?”

You say, a bit confused.

“Not literally!”

She laughs.

“Oh, You mean Vance?”

You look back down, smiling slightly,

Toying with your hands.

“He's cool or whatever..”

You actually have a small gigantic monster crush on him.

Your interactions with him were limited but you liked to look at him and watch him from the sidelines.

It was just a tiny schoolgirl crush that was probably never gonna be reciprocated.

Right..?

You snap out of your thoughts.

“Yeah, Hes cool til you fuck with his game!”

She says, chuckling.

“It probably takes him a lot of money and time to get there..”

You say, Sympathizing for him.

“Still dont get why he’d beat people up for it.”

You shrug, walking into the store.

As you walk by him

The urge comes stronger and stronger.

You can't help yourself, after all, He does look delicious.

In the blur of the moment you move his hair, grab his shoulder, latching onto his shoulder and sinking your teeth into his exposed skin, accidentally drooling on him a bit.

He jumps up.

“Angh..!~ Wh-what the fuck?!”

Before he can turn to fully see you, you move to your friend quickly walking by her side.

To your displeasure you hear a voice yelling and gripping the back of your shirt.

Blondie pulls you up by the collar to his flustered face.

“THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR HUH?!”

You panicked but you still tried acting stupid.

“Wh-what?? What are you-”

“DON'T ACT STUPID WITH ME! YOU BIT ME YOU RABID PIRANHA BITCH!”

By this point your face was red or boiling hot.

“I-Im sorry I really am, it's a really bad urge.. And you um..”

“I what?! Spit it out!”

He shakes you.

“You were the nearest…

You stopped yourself from saying something weird phew-

“And I mean... the prettiest.”

You realized you let your thoughts slip off your tongue.

I mean no one can blame you, Youre just speaking what you're thinking.

You were gonna get it now.

"I-I mean that as in like you-"

You say trying to save yourself.

He breathes out heavily.

His expression softened, unlike him.

“What the hell?! Pretty..??”

He cuts you off mid sentence.

You looked at your feet bashfully, Noticing his pants got bigger.

A smile flickers on your face for a moment.

Did he..? Get.. excited from that bite..?

You looked to the side to see Jules, giving you an excited thumbs up.

“So uh.. Are you gonna hurt me.. Or what?”I mean not that i want to be hurt or anything I was just-''

Vance grumbles letting you fall to your feet onto the ground again.

“No weirdo. I don't hit girls, My mom taught me better than that. Fuck you think I am?”

You chuckle to yourself.

"You want me to beat ya senseless? I'll do it if you insist."

He speaks in an agressive yet, Low tone.

“Uh.. no..?”

You say, too engulfed in your own embarrassment and fear to say anything else.

You look over at him, only for a split second seeing the blonde bit his lip in frustration.

“You owe me though, I lost my high score because of your rabid piranha ass.”

You hand him your spare quarters.

He shoves them into his pocket, Shooting a glare at you looking you up and down before walking into the boys bathroom in a hurry.

“I am never showing my face here, EVER.”

You groan to yourself, Embarrassed out of your senses.

Jules was practically running to you.

“Holy fuck you saw that right? His pants-”

“Julie, let's just go home. I don't need to think about this.”

“What are you gonna do if you get classes wi-”

“SHUT UP.”

She giggles.

She's never gonna let you live that down.

Neither is your own mind.

I just thought of this and i thought it be funny okay SUE ME

#vance the black phone #the black phone #tbp vance #vance hopper #vance hopper x reader #vance hopper the black phone #tbp fanfic #tbp x reader

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thewritersofdeceased · 7 months

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ཧᜰ꙰ꦿ➢ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ.. ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ..༒

NOT AN X READER!! BUT JUST AN IDEA!!

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.." A tired voice sang out. Tears fell down who seemed to be the toughest kid in all of Denver. The kid no one dared to mess with. But here sat Vance Hopper. The blonde sat alone in the basement of The Grabber, the man who had already taken two boys before him. Griffin Stagg, the boy who was invisible the whole time he was alive. And Billy Showalter. Paperboy. As Vance remembered him as. He took a shaky breath in ,tears continuing to fall down the boy's bloodied face.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.." He continued to sing, his knees close to his chest. He wanted to go home. Even if he was a delinquent, all Vance wanted to do was go home and act like everything was fine. He knew he wasn't going home. Not when The Grabber had made that perfectly clear. The constant "I almost let you out" he heard from the masked man shattered his heart completely. He knew he wasn't leaving anytime soon. So in his eyes, it was just pathetic to hear that, or even think he was leaving. He learnt that lesson last time he tried to leave.

The feeling of a stupid belt.. That shit hurt so much, he felt like he couldn't move for weeks. When he had his nose broken, god he cried like a bitch. His eyes watered. It felt like it was getting pierced. But ten times worse. His tears continued to fall, as he softly continued to sing that stupid birthday song. He knew it was his birthday. He just knew. His eyes continued to fill to the brim with tears, before he rolled to lay on his side, himself basically curling into a ball. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.."

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR VANCE.." He cried out, slowly starting to hiccup on his words. He could feel himself stuttering and crying. Everything hurt. From his bloody nose, to all the welts on his back from the feeling of a belt.. The only thought on his mind was his family. For once. Not even pinball crossed his mind. Well, maybe once or twice. But his main goal was going home. Home, praying his parents would be glad he was okay. Well. At least him mom. His dad and him had a rocky relationship.. Mainly with his dad being a cop... Long story. He usually was the one to always be called to the scene Vance caused. Just recently. At least he thought recently, it was the Grab N'Go.. That's another story for another day.

His eyes tightly closed, his body curled on himself, Vance could feel approaching him, and slowly but surely, it was The Grabber's. His head lifted slightly, before dropping right back onto the mattress he laid on. The Grabber held what seemed to be a knife tightly in his hand, but Vance didn't even notice at first glance. His eyes just closed. /The/Vance Hopper, had given up. After months of eating, he'd given up. Finally.

As he felt his heart beat begin to quicken, but he didn't dare lift his head. Seconds later, there was nothing. The Grabber had done. it. The third victim. He smiled under the mask, staring at the bloodied mess he'd done. No longer did Vance look so awake. The blood from the boys neck dripped down onto the once white shirt. The Grabber said nothing, just let out small laughs. Talk about crazy..

#the black phone x reader #the black phone imagine #vance hopper #vance hopper the black phone #the black phone #happy birthday to you #vance hopper x reader #bruce yamada #robin arellano #billy showalter #griffin stagg #finney blake #gwendolyn blake

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redroses07 · 1 year

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Real First Date//Vance Hopper

Vance Hopper X Fem!reader

Summary: Vance and reader are best friends and he asks to hang out after school, but she thinks he wants it to be something more

Content Warning: swearing, kissing

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: Y'all...I don't know how I ended up writing this, but I actually really like it. Sorry if there's any typos, I wrote this whole thing in like a day (that's a record for me). And I apologize if anything seems out of character, it's really hard to write for Vance since he had like six minutes of screen time, so like 75% is based on head canons. Anyways, this is already too long, so I hope you enjoy the fic!!! Happy belated New Years!!! 🥰

You looked into the mirror, your critical reflection staring back at you. You looked like a mess. You sighed loudly, letting your face fall into your hands.

"My god, why the hell do I care so much?" You complained to yourself. After all, you were just going to hang out with your best friend...it's not like you hadn't done this a million times before.

Right?

No.

For some reason, this time was different. It all started after school. You met up with, Vance, your best friend after class. Although this wasn't unusual, you did this every day. Vance was extra quiet, which concerned you cause he usually never shut his mouth.

You asked him if he was okay. He shrugged in response, avoiding eye contact.

"Actually, can I ask you something" He huffed.

You said yes, and he proceeded to ask you if you wanted to go rollerskating with him after school.

"I know it's stupid, you don't have to say yes." You remember him saying.

"Of course I'll go, why would I say no?" You replied

"I don't know...I just thought never mind, see ya later." He said before turning to walk the other way.

You spent the whole walk home, and several hours after thinking about how weird the exchange was.

Why was he so nervous? You had never known Vance Hopper to be nervous about anything. It wasn't unusual for you to hang out after school...in fact you did almost every Friday.

Maybe it wasn't just a regular hang out to him, maybe he wanted it to be something more.

You thought about how Vance seemed to have a soft spot for you. Of course the boy had anger issues, he couldn't go a week without getting into a fight, sometimes even with his friends.

But with all the times you had gotten on his nerves, or done something that should make him angry, he had never lost his temper on you.

You used to brush that off as simply a friendship thing. After all, most people don't like to fight with their best friends, but maybe...you weren't just his best friend. You didn't know why but that thought made your heart skip a beat.

You decided to push the thoughts aside as you got ready to leave.

But now you found yourself sitting here, with a knot in your stomach. You looked at the clock next to your bed and realized you had to get going, so you gave your hair one last comb through, put on your shoes, and headed out the door.

The roller rink was within walking distance of your house, as were most places in your small town.

The wind whipped through your hair, making the extra brushing you had done pointless. You sighed in annoyance and continued walking.

When you finally approached the florescent lights of the roller rink you saw Vance waiting near the entrance.

You quickly combed your fingers through your hair, and walked up to him.

"Hey." you said happily.

"Finally, what took so long? I've been waiting here for like twenty minutes." Vance complained, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I think someone needs to learn some patience." You snapped.

"Shut up, asshole." He shoved you slightly, a small smile tugging at his lips.

You mindlessly grabbed his hand and pulled him through the door. The place was crowded, as to be expected, it was a Friday night after all. The music was at full volume, the bass echoing off the walls of the building.

You looked down and realized you were still holding Vance's hand, you shook it off and shoved your hand in your pocket nervously.

You saw Vance side eye you, and he looked almost embarrassed...

"Come on, let's go rent some skates." He said, beginning to walk towards the front desk.

After the two of you paid for your skates you put them on, and made your way over to the rink.

"Is now a bad time to mention that I've never been skating before?" You said nervously, this was something that hadn't crossed your mind until now.

"Seriously?" Vance said, rolling his eyes.

You smiled sheepishly, blushing slightly.

"It's easy, here, I'll show you how." Vance exclaimed as he stepped into the rink. He extended his left hand, and you took it.

As you stepped onto the rink, it felt like you were standing on a giant slippery magnet and your shoes were made of metal.

It was a fight to stay on your feet as you held on to Vance's hand for dear life.

"Oh my god, how the hell do people do this." you complained.

"Well you've gotta stop moving around so much." he said in annoyance, taking his remaining arm and wrapping it around your waist to support you. You felt your heart rate increase as he did this, and you realized this was the first time you had ever been this close to him.

Despite the nervousness you were feeling from the fact that you could barely stand, his presence seemed to calm you.

"Isn't moving around what you're supposed to do?" you shoot back.

"Ugh, shut up and just listen to me." He snapped, tightening his grip on your waist.

you stopped moving, and regained your balance. You took a deep breath and tried to move forward, you rolled a couple feet without error.

"There you go." Vance said letting go of your waist.

You began to feel confident and sped up.

"Do you think I can let go now?" Vance asked as he loosed his grip on your hand.

"Yeah...yeah I think so." You didn't want to admit it, but you would've held his hand longer. Although, not because you needed it for balance.

As he let go you decided to skate ahead of Vance. In overconfidence you decided to turn around so you could face him.

"Hey look I'm-" You started, but you lost balance again and rolled straight into Vance.

He instinctively reached his arms out and caught you, preventing you from falling flat on your face. You gripped his shoulders tightly, as he was the only reason you were standing upright. You looked up and found your face inches from his.

Your face turned red with embarrassment.

"Sorry." You mumbled.

He smiled softly, his icy blue eyes pouring into yours. And for a moment you thought he was going to kiss you.

"Move it, love birds." Some guy yelled at the two of you. You tore your eyes away from Vance's, and realized that you had been totally blocking people's path.

"We are moving, asshole." Vance yelled.

You moved forward and faced the front again, balancing yourself. You grabbed Vance's hand and intertwined your fingers. He looked at you, slightly confused.

"I think I'll need this for a little while longer." you said softly.

The two of you spent the next hour skating and talking, without a care in the world.

When you were done, you put up your skates and headed out the door. The early spring air was perfect, not too warm and not too cold. You took a deep breath and took in your surroundings.

"Wanna take a walk?" Vance asked, running a hand through his messy blonde curls.

"Always." you replied.

You followed him as he walked towards the park. The two of you walked in silence, which was uncommon. The park was pretty much empty due to the time of day. A few dim streetlights illuminated the sidewalk, making it easy to see where you were going.

"Here, do you want to sit down." you suggested as you approached a bench.

He agreed and sat down next to you.

"So..." he began, turning to face you.

"So?" you replied with a smile.

"Listen...there's something I've gotta say." Vance began. He took your hands in both of his, and you hoped he was going to say what you were thinking.

"We've known each other for a long time...and...I...oh my god this is fucking stupid I don't know what I'm doing." He sighed, this was one of the few times you had seen him falter. He always knew what he wanted to say or do, and seeing him be so unsure was a strange experience.

"Vance." you said, removing your hands from his and reaching up to cup his face.

His breath hitched as you made contact, and he looked down at you. There was a moment of silence as you contemplated your next choice of words.

You took that moment to study his every feature. The way his eyes looked at you with pure admiration, the few blonde curls that had fallen over his face, his slightly parted lips.

Well...you thought to yourself, actions do speak louder than words.

You took a leap of faith and connected your lips with his. The kiss was soft and short, but your lips seemed to fit together perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle.

When you parted, you couldn't find any words to fill the silence.

"I think you read my mind." Vance chuckled.

"Yeah..I'm good about that, with you at least." You said, looking towards the ground, trying to hide your beet red face.

"Hey." Vance whispered. He brushed his fingers under your chin, and tilted your head up to face him. He softly touched his thumb to your lips before tackling you with a second kiss.

This kiss was harsh, passionate, and just better overall. He placed his hands on opposite sides of your face. You rested your head in his hands, increasing the effect of the kiss.

You broke apart slowly, and continued to lean into him.

"I should be getting home soon." You said reluctantly.

"That's okay, I'll walk you." Vance offered as he stood up.

You rose from your seat and stood next to him. He put an arm around your waist, and the two of you began to walk down the sidewalk.

You couldn't help but smile to yourself, this had been a real date after all.

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gnwzero · 10 months

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Those Eyes.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳!𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧!𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺’𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭’𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘨𝘶𝘺, 𝘝𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳.. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘯.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘴, 𝘦𝘤𝘵. 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨!

𝐚/𝐧: 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶!

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“YOU DUMBASS SLUT, I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!” Matty screamed into the cold autumn breeze as you ran through the school yards to get away from him. You laughed as you turned your head, seeing him only get further and further behind you. “You gotta be quicker than that if you wanna catch me!” you said to him as you ran even faster than before.

You knew that Matty was all bark and no bite.. that’s all he ever could be, at least when it came to you. If he ever laid a hand on you, your best friend would lose it on him. Beat his head into the ground until all that was left of him was blood and bones. He always made sure the two of you were kept safe, protecting you and him at all cost, though it was quite easy for him.

Robin was one of the toughest guys in the school, and he was even stronger when he was mad, and if someone ever hurt you.. they mine as well accept their fate and prepare to die the next time Robin spotted them. You on the other hand, you didn’t do the fighting. You were usually the reason the fights happened though. If someone threatened to beat your ass, Robin took the words very seriously and made sure to beat their asses before they could get to you.

You usually just made the people mad by saying dumb things to piss them off, but this time was different. Matty was mad for a completely different reason.. that reason being because you stole his Nolan Ryan baseball card when he wasn’t looking. You’ve previously stolen from Matty before, you tend to do so a lot. Stealing was just fun in your opinion. It gives you a rush of adrenaline when being on the run from someone who was trying to chase you and get their belongings back, even though they’ve never been successful before.

You’ve previously stolen money, food, cheap jewelry.. but never something this precious to anyone.

Everyone knew Matty’s love for Nolan Ryan, the boy was obsessed with him. He only ever talked about him in class, and he did his previous research project in literature about him. It was honestly so annoying when listening to him talk about his new Nolan Ryan card that he received for his birthday, so you decided to take it from his hands when showing it off. Of course, it was rude and unnecessary.. but you were bored and had nothing else to do, plus you planned on returning it to his desk tomorrow at school before he got to class, since he was usually always late.

You felt your cramps begin to appear in your stomach as a result of you running as fast as you could for at least the past eight minutes. You whipped past houses that looked like blurs in the corners of your eyes due to the speed you were running at. You knew you were getting too tired to continue with your fast speed as you felt your heart beating as fast as it could in your chest.

You slowed down your speed, hardly at all, before you heard Matty yelling behind you once again. “I’M GONNA BEAT YOUR ASS UNTIL YOUR DEAD BITCH! ROBIN’S NOT HERE TO HELP YOU NOW IS HE?” he screamed to you as he picked up his speed, coming after you like a cheetah.

Fuck. You were too tired to pick your speed up faster than before, you needed a way out of this already. You continued to run as you saw the Grab N’ Go on the corner of the street appearing on the left of you as you ran up the street. ‘There!’ you thought to yourself as you picked up your pace even faster than before since you didn’t have to run much longer. When you finally made it to the Grab N’ Go, you ran inside and ran straight to the back of the store, crouching down behind a shelf when you heard the bells above the door chime as footsteps appeared inside. You slowly peeked your head around the shelf as you saw Matty walking over to the right of the entrance and towards the pinball machine, the pinball machine where none other than Vance Hopper himself played after school every single day.

Vance wasn’t your friend, in fact, you have only ever had one interaction with him. It was last year and you were in the hallways of the school, running down them to get to Robin before he walked out of the building when you ran into Vance by accident, causing him to spill his bag of quarters for his game on the ground. He looked at you angrily and began to cuss you out, but you ignored him, apologizing to him over his yelling, and running out of the school doors to Robin.

Anyways, back to what was happening in this moment.. Matty walked over to Vance and tapped his shoulder as Vance looked over at him annoyed. “Can’t you see I'm in the middle of something, dumbass.” he said to Matty as he swallowed hard. Vance was absolutely terrifying, to everyone. He was the toughest kid at school (Robin being a close second), and he wasn’t afraid to throw a punch literally ever, no matter where he was. You laughed a little, quietly, as you watched Matty’s face fill with fear due to the mad boy in front of him.

“I’m sorry.” Matty said as he looked away from Vance, so that he wouldn’t have to make eye contact with him. “I just was going to ask if you saw where the person who ran in here a few seconds ago went.” he spoke to Vance as Vance shook his head. “No, Dipshit. I was playing my game, I didn’t bother checking who walked in here.” he said as he turned back to his pinball machine and put another quarter in. Matty turned his body away from Vance as he started walking in the direction of the isle you were behind. You widened your eyes as you moved your head back behind the shelf and went around the other side of it, ducking down and fast walking to the exit.

You went to exit the Grab N’ Go as you felt a hand grab your shoulder. ‘Shit!’ you thought to yourself as you turned your head to see an angry looking red head holding onto your arm. It was Buzz.. Matty’s best friend. You widen your eyes as you ran out of the store and out of his grip. You were able to run to the side of the store as Buzz chased behind you and grabbed your shoulder again. “Matty.. I got ‘em!” he yelled as Matty started walking around the side of the Grab N’ Go and over to the both of you, anger written all over his face.

You tried to push Buzz’s hand off your shoulder as he grabbed it harder, and then grabbed your wrist so you couldn’t leave the store. “Let me go fuckhead!” you said as his tight grasp on you became even stronger. Matty walked over to you and smirked as he grabbed your jaw. “Robin isn’t here to help you now, bitch.” he said as he held up his hand to punch you. You squeezed your eyes shut to brace for impact, when you heard another voice, one that didn’t sound like Buzz or Matty’s voice.

“Let them fucking go.” their voice said as you opened your eyes and looked over where the voice was coming from. You widened your eyes when you saw who it was. Vance Hopper was standing next to the two boys who had you in their grip, and he looked extremely pissed as you felt the two sets of hands on your body let you go. You shoved Matty once he let you go and Vance looked at you and furrowed his brows. “Don’t touch me again you bitch!” you spoke to Matty as he turned his head to look at you. “I’ll tell Robin all about this if you ever try to fuck with me again.” you said as you threw his baseball card at his chest.

Vance widened his eyes a little once he saw the card, understanding why Matty was looking for you in the first place. Matty shoved you into the dirt as he spit onto you, but Vance didn’t seem to care. Buzz flipped you off as the two of them started to walk away. You grabbed a small pebble of a rock off of the ground and threw it at Matty’s back as he walked away, but he didn’t turn around or care since he had his card back. Vance looked down at you once the two boys had walked away and you hopped off the ground, dusting off your pants. You looked at Vance and furrowed your brows. “I thought you told them to let me go, why didn’t you punch them or something?” you asked him as he furrowed his brows more. “You deserved that, you can’t steal people’s prized possessions and expect to just get away with it. That’s fucked up.” he said as you looked at him annoyedly. “You’re one to talk about fucked up things.” you said as he looked at you angrily as well.

“You know what, fuck you. Next time get your ass whooped.” he said while walking back around the side of the Grab N’ Go. You felt bad that you hadn’t thanked him, even if they did shove you, he still stopped them from beating your ass. You followed behind him as you talked to him. “Thank you.” you said to him as he turned his head to look at you. “For what?” he said and you shrugged. You have never really thanked anyone before, you’re not very affectionate with words.. or actions, or anything for that matter. No one ever gives you anything to thank them for anyways. No one but Robin.

“For being the reason they didn’t beat me up.” you said to Vance as he nodded his head a little. “Don’t mention it.” he said as he walked back into the Grab N’ Go and you left, walking back to your house, dusting off your clothes as best as you could so that your father wouldn’t get mad at you for your clothes being dirty.

Once you got to your house, you opened the door quietly as you walked inside and looked in the living room to see if your dad was in there.. he wasn’t. You walked further in to see inside the kitchen and he was standing at the counter. A glass in his hand and a look on his face as if he were extremely annoyed. “Why are you late getting home?” he asked you as you looked down, not wanting to make eye contact with him. You assumed he was high or drunk, or both, you didn’t want to see his eyes nearly lifeless looking.

“I stopped by the Grab N’ Go on my way home to get a snack.” you said to him quietly so that he wouldn’t complain that his head was hurting from you being too loud. He looked at your clothes and nodded his head. “So what’s the reason for the dirt all over your clothes?” he asked you as you looked for an excuse to make. Before you could get out any type of excuse, he began talking again. “Why do you lie to me?” he asked as you shook your head. “I’m not lying, I really did stop by for a snack, but I got into a bit of an argument there and they shoved me into the dirt, I’m fine though.” You said as you began walking to the hall to go to your room, right before your dad grabbed your wrist tightly, turning you to look at him.

“I don’t like when you lie to me.” he said as he looked into your eyes. Your assumptions of what his eyes looked like from a few moments ago were correct. They were bloodshot red, and his pupils were big. He smelt like weed, but his big pupils gave away that he had been snorting cocaine. “I’m not lying.” you said to him as you looked away from his dark eyes. You felt his hand tighter around your wrist, clearly out of anger, as he lifted up his other hand and slapped you across the face. You squeezed your eyes shut to bear the pain as he grabbed your chin, making you look him in the eyes again.

“You lie to me again, I'll do more than that.” he said as he let go of your chin, aggressively. Your eyes filled with tears as you felt the mark of his hand print begin to appear on your cheek. “Yes sir.” You said quietly, not having any bark in you to tell him not to touch you like that. “Go to your room, now.” he said as he walked into the living room. You zoomed into your room, silently shutting the door before breaking down on your floor. You rubbed your cheek, where he had slapped you, and cried quietly to yourself. Tears poured down your swollen cheek and left wet spots on your dirt covered shirt. You stayed there on the floor for a while, before standing up and getting in the shower before going to bed extremely early, not leaving your room to eat dinner that night so you wouldn’t have to face your father again.

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𝐚/𝐧: thank you so much for reading! other parts will be posted after this.

#brady hepner #bruce yamada #bruce yamada x reader #the black phone #the black phone x reader #vance hopper #vance hopper fanfic #vance hopper fluff #vance hopper black phone #robin arellano #robin arellano x reader #the black phone fanfic #vance hopper the black phone

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rosettastarlight · 1 year

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Vance: *pointing to Bruce* This man really thinks I'd be good for him. Baby, I got mommy and daddy issues, commitment issues, abandonment issues, trauma, untreated mental illness.... *realizes* I'M NOT EVEN GOOD FOR MYSELF!

#vance hopper #vance hopper the black phone #bruce yamada #the black phone #the black phone vance #tbp vance #bruce yamada the black phone #brance #bruce x vance #tbp brance #tbp bruce #incorrect quotes #same though #Bruce loves him anyway though

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lexix001 · 2 years

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Finney; what did you this time Rob??

Robin; I didn't! I just walk in and it already looking depressed as ever

Bruce: have you tried-

Finney/robin; already did

Billy; well shit, what we gonna do now

Y/n: YK I COULD HEAR YOU GUYS RIGHT?!

Vance; THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CRYING WOMEN ??

Y/n; ROMANTIC FUCKING HOMICIDE

#vance hopper the black phone #tristan pravong #miguel cazarez mora #mason thames #vance hopper #robin arellano #bruce yamada #vance hopper x reader #incorrect quotes #bruce yamada x reader #brady hepner #the black phone x reader #billy showalter x reader #the black phone #griffin stagg

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vance-e · 2 years

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My Idiot

pairings: vance hopper x Fem!reader

warnings: (name) fighting, blood, violence, vance being cute/soft with (name), swearing, vance cleaning the reader up, mention of past (abuse) for like 5 sec

Fandoms: The black phone x IT 2017

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Gif not mine>>> transjohnny

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I saw (name) walk into the grab n go. I wont say this outloud but i hate a crush on (name) and whenever she walks into a room i seem to freeze up and cant move. She makes me feel giddy? i guess, i told my “friend” to take over while i go and “grab” something but i actually want to talk to (name). In the past i have tried to talk to her but I can't because i always freeze up or she sees me fighting someone.

I don’t like it when she sees me fighting somebody because it makes me think that she won’t like me if she sees me fighting with someone. I didn't even know that she knew how to fight until today. I saw her walk out before i could even talk to her. So i just left it and went back to my game until i heard something.

“you fucking asshole” i heard the boy scream at me, he had blood running down his nose. But he deserved it, he was talking shit about my brother. Henry bowers is my brother, the bully in derry. I know he can handle himself but i still don’t like it. I have had a pretty shitty life and henry was the only one who helped me with it. Our dad was abusive after our mother left, he was an alcoholic and was an officer. After what we have been through i wasn’t going to let some 5″4ft motherfucker talk shit about my brother.

I walked outside to see (name) and some random boy fighting. (name) was winning, she was straddling him while punching him in the mouth, a crowd was surrounding them so i couldn’t see what happened next until i heard a lot of people gasp at something. I pushed them out of the way and saw the boy knocked out. And (name) on the other side of him wiping the blood away.

She had a busted lip, and bloody knuckles and her head had blood coming down it. I heard the police sirens down the road and saw everyone scattering making it look like they weren't watching. I grabbed (name) and ran to an alleyway hiding so the cops wouldn’t take her.

I felt somebody pick me up which i didn’t realize until i was in a alleyway with the one and only Vance hopper. I have heard of him before because my brother fought him. I did find attractive though, his long blond curly hair god I'm whipped. Wait that's right i’m still hurt and hiding from the cops.

“are you okay ”I said looking at her looking where her knuckles are bruised, “ I will go get something cold for your knuckles and be back, stay here okay?” i said while running off to find some ice or something cold” i said while running off to find a vending machine. I Felt weird because i have never been this soft to somebody before. I found a coke vending machine. I ran back with a coke and put it on her knuckles. I heard her hiss and it made me feel guilty “ im sorry, i know it’s going to hurt but its not going to swell up if you let it stay there” i spoke softly to hear so she wouldn't get scared.

“Why are you helping me?” i heard her say, i looked at her confused then started to feel hot “ um- well t- the cops were coming and i didn’t want you to g-go in their” i said stuttering a bit because of how nervous she makes me. “but my brother fought you, why would you help me? the sister of henry bowers” she said while looking up at me. I was shocked to hear that she was henry bowers sister because he was the only one i couldn’t beat. He knocked me out and gave me a massive headache for the last week. “ your not like your brother (name) that’s why i helped you” i said while looking down at her. “Thank you vance” she said smiling at me

I didn’t like henry. but goddamn his sister was something else. And i wasn’t going to stop until she’s mine

-vance-e

#vance hopper #the black phone #x reader #fanfiction #vance hopper x reader #vance #the black phone fanfic #fanfic #vance hopper the black phone #it 2017 #pennywise #henry bowers #derry #bowers!reader #sister #fyp #flopera #first post #it

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through-space-and-galaxies · 2 years

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Surprise edit hehe

#the black phone #the black phone 2022 #vance hopper #the black phone x reader #black phone #vance hopper the black phone #vance hopper x reader #bruce yamada #brance #bruce x vance #vance hopper x bruce yamada #🎡

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1-800-fei · 2 years

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Vance Hopper Headcanons!

Don't take these seriously, they're all in good fun!

— Vance hates people touching his hair, and he might even get aggressive if someone touches it without asking. His mother is the only person who can touch it.

— He likes to climb out of his window so he can sit on his roof. He actually fell off one time and broke his ankle, but he claimed it happened during a fight.

— He sometimes doesn't realize how aggressive he is, and when he tries to speak calmly, he fails to. It always makes him feel bad because he unintentionally scares people when it happens.

— He likes cherry-flavored things above everything else. To him, it isn't a tie between cherry and blue raspberry; blue raspberry doesn't even cut close.

— Vance likes dogs, but only gentle ones. He fears that he might get aggressive if a dog gets rowdy with him, so he prefers gentle dogs that he can play with without having to worry.

— His favorite kinds of shows are really childish ones and really violent ones, there's no middle ground. He's either watching Saturday morning cartoons or he's watching a show/movie where people are dying left and right.

#vance hopper #vance hopper the black phone #vance hopper x you #vance hopper imagine #vance hopper fanfiction #the black phone #the black phone 2022 #vance hopper headcanons #vance hopper x reader #fanfiction #headcanons

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creamymilkk · 2 years

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Hey hey! I loved reading your recent Vance Hopper fic and was hoping you’d write my favorite trope which is grumpy!vance x sunshine!reader?

⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡.🧺“Awww Vance can be sweet!”🧺 .♡

༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader

. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and Reader.

༉‧₊˚ -Format: Imagines/headcanons

× &﹕Summary: Grumpy Vance just doesn’t understand why he loves you so much.

×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): new format!! I love the request so much!! Don’t worry my fanfic is coming soon..

masterlist | Requests: OPEN

- You are just a ball of sunshine, every time something bad happens. You always look like someone good about it.

- No matter how bad the situation was. You always wore a bright smile.

- Everyone knew you since you were in a happy mood. Always kind and easy to talk with.

- Overall your world was made of rainbows and cotton candy clouds.

- While Vance on the other hand, his world was made of anger and dark clouds.

- I mean the whole town knows ‘Vance Hopper’ . He was well known for fighting everyone.

- Though, he will happily beat anyone's ass over pinball.

- Yes, pinball.

- When people saw you two hanging out/going out on dates.

- They couldn’t believe it.

- Vance never understood why you were happy every-time he saw you.

- Literally was like ‘how are they so happy?? And why do I like that???”

- He couldn’t understand why he kept hanging out. Maybe…

- Maybe because of how you smile? How have you always made a difference in his life? How can you make anyone's heart melt?

- Also if anyone talks bad about you he will kick their ass :)

- You could somehow always calm down Vance. Literally if he’s about to get into a fight and if you are there with him.

- You always try to calm him down.

- He couldn’t figure out why.

- Your guys date nights are just so cute:*)

- Just imagine you two going on a movie date and it’s horror.

- Of course Vance picked that.

- And you bring you. You were just holding on to Vance for dear life.

- As right now, you two were on a picnic date

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You and Vance were on a date thankfully you were able to pick this time. Since the last time Vance picked a movie date. You thought ‘awww Vance is getting more romantic.’ Oh you were so wrong. Of course he picked a horror movie.

Since you hated horror movies you were getting scared, every-time the murder was on screen… you hated that so called ‘Date night’. But on the bright side! You were with your boyfriend that night. ‘Still a lovely date’ you thought. You picked going on a cute picnic date!

You were laying down the baby pink blanket on the grass. While getting out the food you and Vance packed. Vance was just wandering around the area, you truly loved him. Though you never really understood why he was always so mean to everyone.

I mean everyone needs some kindness in their life! You thought while you were almost done getting everything out. “Hey Vance! Sweetheart, come on and eat.” You said to him with a bright smile. Vance quickly walked to you and sat down right next to you. Smiling just a bit at you. “So how was your day?” He asked you while taking a bite from his sandwich.

“Oh just wonderful!” You said while grinning ear to ear. You were explaining everything from your day until you saw Vance glaring at random people. You sighed still smiling and asked “why do you hate everyone?” You said while smiling sadly.

“Because they're not you.” He said quite quickly all you could do is blush. “Awww Vance can be sweet!” You said while smiling brightly. “Oh shush! I ain’t sweet.” “Yes you are!! Aww”

You said while giggling you could have sworn you heard him chuckling. You sighed “can I kiss you?“ you said looking at the blonde. All he did was nod he was literally lost for words. That’s all you needed.

You went closer to him until you pressed your lips together. You really did love your grumpy boyfriend.

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{“Bat-sy (y/n) ”} part 2

Summary:

Reader is a goth girl who wears glasses, but she forgot them at the Grab-N-Go while trying to avoid Vance. Something goes wrong when she walks home.

Also, Uh I accidentally made readers dad Mexican

so if you aren't hispanic, Now you are /j

The grabber is fluent in spanish.

(H/C) = Hair color

Cw: Implied Pedophilia, Cursing, Blood

September 24th, 1977, North Denver, Colorado.

4:28

Vance H.’s POV:

I tap my foot impatiently, Waiting for the goth freak show, bat-sy to show up.

Leaning against the pinball machine.

I stretch myself upwards, looking out the window, looking for her.

Seeing nothing.

“Where the hell is she?! It's been 28 minutes! Almost 30! She better have not fucking stood me up!”

I grip her stupid nerd glasses.

If she has the audacity not to show up, Then I should have the audacity to break these stupid nerd glasses of hers.

I hold her weak material glasses over my head, With a swift movement, snapping the bridge in half on my knee.

“To teach her a lesson.” I huff, Shoving the 2 broken pieces in my vest’s breast pocket.

My heart sank.

Out of nowhere..

I got this weird, shitty gut feeling.

I can't stand this.

I feel so shit.

I'm leaving.

I sigh, Walking out into the dry dusty streets.

“Get over it, She doesn't wanna talk to you, Big deal, She's just some Freak.”

I grumble at the thought.

It cant be just that..

Something still bothered and tugged at me.

I walk home, Looking at my feet the entire time.

I bump into someone, I'd usually yell at whoever did that, but I just looked up and glared.

A man probably in his late 30s, with a shaved head, Tan skin, Started talking to me in Spanish.

“Listen, I don't fucking speak Spanish, So you can scram.” I spat.

“Chamaco has visto a esta niña?”

(Kid have you seen this girl??)

I didn't know what he was saying, but he sounded desperate and distressed.

He holds a picture up to me.

“Porfavor Niño! Necesito tu ayuda!”

(Please kid I need your help)

“I told you, don't speak-”

I finally look at the paper he's holding to my face.

My heart sank to my ass.

It was a missing poster.

It was (Y/n).

Same weird painted face, same weird glasses, and (H/L) Hair.

“I am looking for my Hija”

(Daughter)

The man says in broken English.

I'm assuming this is (Y/n)’s dad.

“Yo sey un niño kay hablar spanish”

(I know a kid who speaks spanish)

I say, Hoping the man understands my shit spanish.

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3rd person POV:

Sickening sinister laughter can be heard, a Box of Cigarettes, A Black Van, A silver cross necklace covered in blood.

A glimpse of the (H/C)’s girl's white face. Her screams for help and the man's haunting demonic mask.

Gwen gasps for air, sitting up in her bed, in a panic.

Another dream about a kidnapping..

“No, No…”

She gets out of her pijamas, Slipping into some jeans and a long sleeved shirt.

She walks out to her living room, To see her dad and brother standing by the phone.

“Finney..? Daddy..?”

The young girl says.

“Do you know a girl named, (Y/n) (L/n), Gwenny?”

Mr. Blake says, In his whispery tone of voice.

“Yeah.. She's friends with Bruce.. what about her..?”

“She went missing yesterday.”

Gwen’s heart drops, Her dreams, yet again, Weren't just anything.

Gwen grabs her brother.

"Gwen where are we going??"

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Gwen walks out, Pulling her brother with her.

They are both spotted by Bruce, Who's putting up missing posters across the street.

“Hey! Gwen! Finney! You guys! Over here!” He yells.

As Gwen and Finney get closer, Noticing Bruce looks absolutely fucked up.

His usually nice, brushed hair was a mess.

He had an expression that looked like a mixture between anger and panic.

He was sweating badly, There were sweat marks on his shirt.

“Bruce.. Are you feeling okay..?”

Finney asks quietly.

Gwen looks at the missing poster in Bruce’s arms.

“Is it because of-”

she starts.

“Shut up! Shut the fuck up!”

Bruce snaps at Gwen.

There's collective silence between the 3 of them.

The only thing that can be heard is Bruce’s shaky breathing.

He breaks into sobs, An endless stream of tears pouring down his face.

Gwen and Finney look at each other, Then walk closer to him.

“Come on, man, I'm sure they'll find her..”

Bruce glares daggers at Finney.

Walking up to him and gettting into his face and grabbing him collar of his shirt.

“That's what they fucking said about Billy and Griffin and what do you Know Griffin was found dead and Billy is still missing, probably rotting 6 feet under too!”

Bruce couldn't Hold the optimistic act up anymore.

After the disappearance of his best friend, he couldn't bring himself to do anything that doesn't involve her search. He skipped breakfast, He couldn't focus on school, Nothing.

He started acting angered and bitter towards everyone, Everyone he was like this to was taken aback by it, As this wasn't usually how Bruce would be.

“I'm not going to let her fucking die. Not like the other kids. Even if it's the last thing I do. Now get the fuck out of my way, I have to go meet with Robin, Vance, and Mr. (L/N).”

He spat as let Finney go and he walked past them.

Gwen blinked.

“Did.. Did Bruce just… yell and curse at me.. Did He really just.. do that to you?”

Gwen says, Shocked.

“I've never seen him act this way.”

Finn says, Still processing what just happened.

“Well actually.. You gotta understand, He's lost his friend, Imagine if that was you with robin.”

Finney sighs.

“I mean.. I guess yeah, that’d be horrible.. I’d never be the same”

Gwen runs after Bruce.

“WAIT!”

Bruce ignores her and keeps on walking.

“I might know where she got kidnapped.”

He stops walking.

Gwen finally follows up behind him, Finney is still trying to catch up with them too.

“Where?”

Bruce asks.

"I'm so sure I saw her getting kidnapped.. In my dream."

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1st person POV:

I stir awake, my whole body shivering, Aching, The feeling of those damn fucking welts still were stinging.

I felt weak, Everything hurt.

Feeling something on my stomach.

I look and see my captor gracing his disgustingly rough fingers on my abdomen.

I scoot away from him best I could with my limited energy.

He scoots closer, Looking down at me while tucking my hair behind my ear.

“I know you're scared, and you want to go home, I'll take you home soon.”

His tone is trying to manipulate me into a sense of security with fake sweetness.

I sit up, Avoiding eye contact.

“Now don't be like that, That makes me sad, Mi niña bonita."

The nickname making me break.

It was what my dad called me.

I start crying.

He gets even closer, Pulling me into a hug.

“Why? Why are you doing this? Did you kidnap those other boys too?”

Pushing him away.

He pulls away.

My voice was shaky and weak in fear.

He places his hand on my cheek.

My tears getting on his hand.

“No, That was someone else, Now don't cry.”

I shut my eyes.

Knock

His hand went from my cheek to my mouth.

“Try screaming, and I’ll skin you alive.”

He gets up, Walking up the steps of the dusty basement.

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3rd person POV:

Albert pulls his mask off, both parts of them.

He opens the door, Revealing his friend, Mr. (L/N).

“Hola (D/N)! ¿Cómo estás?”

He looks behind him, staring at the 5 kids, Seemingly inspecting his lawn.

He scowls.

“¡No estoy bien Alberto mi hija está desaparecida!”

He says, On the very verge of tears.

A subtle smile appeared on Albert’s face.

“Verdad? Que mal.. ¿Cuándo desapareció?”

Putting on a fake concerned tone.

Lying his ass off, Knowing he has his friend's daughter in his basement.

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Vance H.’s POV:

I stare through the window. That Albert guy and (Y/n)’s dad have a conversation.

There's something off about him.

I can't tell if it's because he looks like he doesn't shower or if it's because he just.. Gives off horrible vibes.

He smiles when Mr. (L/N) Isn't looking.

It isn't just a normal smile, It's weird.. Sinister, Smile.

“Hey, You, Snot nosed brat, Get over here.”

I signal to Finney’s Younger sister, I think her name's Gwen or some shit, I don't know, Snot nosed brat sounds better.

The kid stares at me, Like I just confessed to murder.

And looks around before slowly walking towards me

“What? Did you find something?”

She whisper-yells.

“What’d you say the kidnapper in your dreams looked like again?”

“Well his house honestly looked a whole lot like th-”

The old geezer walks out. Shit.

“Hey.. what are you kids doing here..”

Quick think of something, Not suspicious.. Uhm.. Uhm..

I get up tapping the snot nosed brats shoulder.

“Tag you're it Brat!”

The little girl isn't as stupid as I thought and she played along running after me.

Robin and Finney picked up on our act.

“Oh they're just doing something, waiting for Mr. (L/n) to come out.”

Robin says.

“Yeah…”

Finney backs him up

3rd person POV:

Albert looks around, Watching Gwen and Vance play tag, Finney and Robin having a nice talk.

“Ah.. how I love to see the youth doing kiddish things.”

He smiles.

Vance and Gwen stop and sit down on the sidewalk.

“Okay, You saw that right? Can we both agree that Mr. Shaw gives all of us horrible vibes..”

Gwen whispers to him.

Vance nods.

Albert looks at Bruce, Giving him a friendly expression, Walking towards him and resting his hand on his shoulder.

“Say.. You kids wanna come in? Mr. (L/n) is in the bathroom. I'll pour you all some lemonade. Huh? How does that sound? Hm?”

Something tells Bruce he shouldn't.

“No, Thanks.”

Shaking the man's rough hand off his shoulder.

“Are you sure? I can-”

“I said No.”

Bruce says harshly.

Before Albert can say anything (or do.. anything), Mr. (L/N) comes out.

“Gracias por la ayuda Alberto.. Vamonos niños..”

“He said let's go.”

Robin says, Not feeling comfortable there and wanting to leave.

When the group got far enough from Mr. Shaw's house, Gwen turned to the other kids.

“I think we all need to discuss something.”

Gwen says.

(I kinda lost motivation el oh el)

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