Feb 11, 2023
Bill: Truth or dare?
Stanley: Truth
Bill: How many hours have you slept this week?
Stan: Dare
Bill: Go to sleep
Stan: I don't like this game
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Bill: Truth or dare?
Stanley: Truth
Bill: How many hours have you slept this week?
Stan: Dare
Bill: Go to sleep
Stan: I don't like this game
reddie + the losers reactions to their dumbassery
i'm working on part ii of my love, decomposed series!
it will be titled 'chase away the dark' and the first chapter will be out before july 3rd!!
**SPOILERS** blurb: "Things are getting worse for the kids of the Neibolt house. Eddie's blood is turning to acid, Beverly's skin is melting off, and Richie is assaulted daily by visions of the past. He was sent there for a reason...but he can't help but feel that as their tight-knit group gets even tighter, feelings arise from the rotting woodwork and Richie thinks that all of these hopes the Turtle put in him of saving their souls were for nothing."
i'll make a moodboard for part ii sometime, i won't put a timeline on it cause i'm a trained procrastinator, but i digress! i hope you all like this journey so far, it's pulling my chains so :)))
This is my favorite picture of all time, Richie looks hysterical, all the losers look worried, except Eddie who just seems to think “my boyfriend is a dumbass”.
My part for the 2019 IT secret Santa by @itfandomprompts !! ✌️😗 Merry Christmas to @georgiedenbrough ❤️💚❤️ I hope you like it!!
it still hurts
why you?
pairing; stanley uris x male!reader
words; 875
note; stan & the reader are 18!
“Shit! Y/N’s coming this way!” Stan mumbled as he quickly turned the opposite way. “Hey Staniel, class is this way!” Richie called after him but he was ignored.
“He’s been avoiding Y/N for like three weeks. I’m surprised Y/N has let it go on for so long.” Ben says as the losers watch Y/N roll his eyes and follow Stan down the hall.
Truth was Stan was trying his hardest to avoid you. Every time he’d catch a glimpse of you, he’d head in an opposite direction. In class, he’d ignore you and when hanging out with the others, he’d avoid you like a plague.
He hated himself for avoiding you but honestly, you were better off. Hell, he was better off. Why set himself up for heartbreak? Over the past couple of months, he found himself having a crush on you but he knew you wouldn’t return his feelings. You’d probably spit in his face if you found out he liked you.
“Stan!”
Hearing you called out his name, made him quicken his pace and he hurried into the bathroom. Of all places and he chose to hide in the bathroom. He’s such an idiot.
He rushes into a stall, locking the door as he sits down. “Seriously Stanley? Hiding in the bathroom?” He hears you ask as you walked into the bathroom.
”Staaannnn?” He doesn't respond, leaning his head back against the wall.
”Why are you avoiding me? Did I do something?” Stan takes a deep breath, exhaling. He didn't respond. No, you didn’t do anything it was him that was the problem.
“Stan, c’mon. Please, just say something. It’s been weeks since you’ve said a word to me. Just tell me what I did so I can make it right.”
“There’s nothing you can do to make it right, Y/N.”
“At least tell me what I did?” You placed a hand against the door. “Please?”
Inside the stall, Stan ran a hand through his curls. A series of Why’s rang around his thoughts. Why was he such a fucking idiot. Why did he have to fall in love with one of his best friends?
“I-“ he cuts himself off. “Shit, this is hard.” He mumbles, running a hand over his face.
“Look, you don’t have to tell me, Stan. I just want you to stop avoiding me. Stop acting like I don’t exist. I miss you, Stan.”
“Why did it have to be you?” Stan questions, squeezing his eyes shut as he felt them fill with tears.
“Wh-?”
“Why’d I have to fall in love with you? All of the people in the world, it had to be you. My best friend. I didn’t even like guys. I thought I was straight until I met you, Y/N. You’re the reason why I lay awake questioning my sexuality at night.
And the funny thing is, I don't see anyone but you. It's like you're the only person that's worth my time.”
”Stan? Open the door.”
“And I know, you’d never love me back. I mean, I’m Stanley Uris, the losers resident tight ass. I’m the disgusting Je-“
You cut him off, “don’t fucking finish that sentence, Stan.”
“But, it’s true.”
“No, it’s not. You’re Stan The Man, one of the losers. Sure, sometimes you can be an ass but all of us are. You’re one of the brain cells of the losers, cause honestly we’d be fucked plenty of time if you weren’t with us.”
“R-really?”
“Hell yeah, Stan. We wouldn’t be complete without you, man. Honestly, me and Richie would be a fucking mess if something would happen to you.”
Stan reaches up, wiping his eyes.
“I love you too, y’know. More than a friend.” Stan felt his eyes widen, he reached over to the lock of the stall.
“It’s been killing me, not speaking to you for the past couple of weeks. I thought I had slipped up and you found out. A-and you were...disgusted and hated me.”
Stan stands, nearly rips the door of the hinges as he opens it. “I would never hate you.”
You both take in your tear stained face and red eyes. “I know that now.”
“Can I kiss you?” You question, softly.
Stan nods as he stares up into your (e/c) eyes. He sees how much they’re filled with happiness and focused on him. His breathe hitches as he feels a warm hand on his lower back. You pull him closer, gaze never faltering.
You lean into him, hesitantly.
“How's this?"
He couldn’t find any words, soon there barely an inch of space between their lips. Stan's heart nearly stops.
“HEY GUYS!” The main bathroom door bursts open, Richie comes trailing in with the Losers sans Beverly behind him.
“WE’VE BEEN WA-“ Eddie slams a hand over Richie’s mouth. “Holy shit, you guys were making out in the bathroom? Do you know what’s floating around in the air? What’s on the toilet seats?! And you’re kissing in here?!”
Stan lets out a mournful sigh, burying his head in Y/N’s shoulder. So close but of course his asshole friends had to ruin it.
“Maybe next time, Stan?”
“Somewhere-far away from the cockblockers.”
Losers club together as youth and adult