Request: Hey! Can you do a bill Denbrough x reader where the losers are watching really really bad horror movies as a movie night and the reader keeps moving closer to Bill and at the end when everyone's almost asleep she's cuddled onto him and he looks for the others to help but they all keep giving him a thumbs up like you got this watchi)�T�"
Word Count: 616 Words
Character Count: 3351 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 2 Minutes, 28 Seconds
Warnings: None
Authors Notes: Enjoy
“RICHIE, YOU CAN’T SNORT THE POPCORN YOU DIPSHIT!”
“STAN, YOU CAN’T CONTAIN ME!”
“Oh my god.” You muttered, sitting on the blanketed floor as you leaned on the couch, rubbing your temples as pounding was heard from the kitchen as Richie laughed, Stan yelling, and Eddie groaning. Mike snuggled onto the couch as he spoke with Ben, both of them chuckling at what was going on in the kitchen.
Curling into yourself, your pulled your blanket over your shoulders as you shuddered a bit, running a hand through your hair as Bill sat down with a pile of DVD’s, he was a foot away next to you as he pulled one out and handed it to Beverly.
You grabbed your mug from next to you, sipping at the hot chocolate, not noticing Bill watching you as you sighed in content, looking away as your attention piped up to the television as Beverly started the movie, Stan sighing as he walked in, butter staining his hands as Richie and Eddie followed. Richie sat down with Eddie, rubbing his nose and coughing a bit as Eddie patted his back as Stan snorted.
You smiled before shaking your head, focusing on the screen as you noticed you kept feeling that chill in your spine, causing your whole body to cool down causing you to search for warmth that could fix it. The movie soon started and you all made jokes through it, commenting on the characters stupidity.
“You think that a serial killer’s feelings would get hurt if he looked in the mirror? That probably the reason for the mask.” Richie laughed, causing your head to turn to him as you added on to his comment.
“Or maybe he’s using common sense and hiding his identity in case the victim gets away?” You smirked before he quieted down, muttering about how you had a good point on the matter.
“Then you’re a shitty serial killer that had no confidence.” Mike added, pointing at you to show he had a point. You nodded and smiled, moving a bit to your right closer to Bill, the warmth coming from him as he emitted heat that you welcomed with a small smile.
The movie continued as you all laughed and commented. Throughout the movie, you noticed that every time you felt just a bit warmer, chills took over and caused you to shake more. By the end of the movie you noticed that your sleepiness was overtaking you more and more, till the point where you laying on Bill’s left shoulder.
Bill noticed you moving closer and closer, welcoming your presence quickly as his heart started to beat faster and faster. By the end of the movie, his heart felt as if it were about to shatter, his face was swollen with blush as he looked around the room.
When you finally were half asleep on his shoulder, he tensed up, you not noticing due to your drowsiness, his eyes quickly darting around the rest as they noticed Bill was oddly silent in the next selection of the horror movie.
They all grinned as Bill motioned to you with his right hand, attempting to show them why he was so nervous. Due to his major crush on you, they all grinned evilly and gave a thumbs up at him. He quickly shook his head and gave them another pleading look. They only looked away and ignored him, causing him to feel as if it was just you and him.
He quickly eased his breathing, quickly lifting his arm as you slowly fell onto his chest, his left arm finally resting around you as he calmed himself down.
Request: you think you can do Eddie x reader x Richie HCs? Or bill x reader x Stan? or both, unless dats too much? where its kind of like a poly thing? unless ur uncomfortable with that which is fineee <3
Word Count: 256 Words
Character Count: 1134 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 1 Minute
Warnings: None
Authors Notes: Enjoy
Stan and Bill Poly HC's
-You realized you liked Bill during the school year
You had him in your English class, and he had to present a project.
You noticed his studded was pretty bad and it was getting worse and worse
You ended up raising your hand and went to the "bathroom"
You pulled the fire alarm and booked it
-After that, you started hanging out with him more and he knew you we're the one that pulled it.
-Then, you both started hanging out over the summer, and that's where you met Stan
He would laugh and chuckle at how you always did stupid and impulsive things
You did get on his nerves though
But you guys always ended up laughing and giggling
And that's where you seemed torn
-Due to your upfront and blunt personality, you invited them both over and wanted to talk about what's going on
- You told them that you liked them both and then they told you about their feelings as well.
-Then you guys decided that you'd try out being together all at once rather than choosing.
-You guys we're actually really happy about it!
-You often hang out at Bill's house.
-You guys would be such dorks, reading comics, watching shitty movies, listening to podcasts on the radio, enjoying the little moments.
-You would often help Bill with his studder
-You help Stan with his studies and such
-Bill and Stan usually help you deal with your impulses and such
Cuddles, Books, and Food - Bill Denbrough - Imagine
Fandom: IT
Request: Can i get a Bill imagine?? whatever you want, just kind of fluffy? thank you!!
Word Count: 343 Words
Character Count: 1916 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 1 Minute, 22 Seconds
Warnings: None
Authors Notes: Enjoy!
"No mom. . . no- I'm just- mom? Okay. Okay. Alright mom." Your voice came from Bill's kitchen. Your mom called you to tell her about how she is going to be late at home.
He fixed his bed up a bit more, completely making it. He laid a blanket over the made bed, leaving another folded up at the edge as he grabbed some horror literature. He placed them on the blanket, eventually going down to the kitchen to check on you, seeing as you voice stopped echoing in the house.
"(Y/n-n)? Y-You alright-t?" He asked, walking in.
"Yes! Just. . . my mom called while I was making snacks." You spoke, grabbing the chips, apples, popcorn, and a bag of candy.
"H-ere, lemme h-help." He laughed, taking the drinks and the popcorn. You both went up the stairs, walking into his room and setting the foods down along with Bill. You both sigh and stretch before looking at each other.
"R-Ready." Bill started.
"Set." You continued.
"Go!" You both went.
You both jumped on the bed, each of you grabbing a book, undoing the blanket as you wrapped it around you two. Bill's arm was wrapped around your waist, pulling you back, bringing you into a comfortable position.
You each opened your books, doing the same with the snacks, finally getting to continue snuggling, eating, and reading.
The Losers Club disbanded about a week or two ago, not wanting to continue hunting IT. You all moved on but, you stuck with Bill and Bev. Bill being your boyfriend and Bev your only female friend.
You cherished these small moments really.
As you both continued to read, but, you felt Bill shift around a bit. You felt his lips on the top of your head, causing a warm smile to appear on your face.
Moving your head too quickly, you kissed back, trying to get his cheek but, you ended up kissing his neck, causing him to release a small chuckle.
Request: Can I have a bill imagine where the reader is Henry's little sister, so everyone is kinda scared of her, but when he finds her being attacked by IT, he saves her and he realizes she's not bad at all and thinks actually she's really cute
Word Count: 495 Words
Character Count: 2845 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 2 Minutes
Warnings: None
Authors Notes: Enjoy!
Henry Bowers was a huge dick.
Everyone knew that.
Even his little sister.
And you being his little sister, meant everyone either hated you or we're scared of you, most we're scared, for the most part. This includes The Losers Club.
You we're currently walking down the street, humming to the music on your headphones as you passed the old 29 house. You always felt a bit uncomfortable when passing the house, so you started to speed up a bit.
As you did so, you felt the wind start to blow harder, causing your headphones to blow off landing behind you. You closed your eyes and turned, going to pick up your headphones, a small giggle was being produced behind you.
You grabbed your headphones and threw them in your bag, doing so quickly before turning around, slowly. Your eyes widened at the sight.
A very tall and horrifying clown stood, holding a great amount of balloons, your mother standing next to him, decaying and all.
Your heart started to beat wildly, as you stumbled back a bit, your mother starting to speak.
"(Y/n). . . help. . .me. . .ba . . .by" She stumbled, walking to you as she attempted to speak. You gasped before turning, running quickly before you wiped your tears away, the clown appearing before you.
You ran into him, falling onto your back as you looked to him, cursing to yourself before turning over and trying to get up. The clown quickly turned you over, grabbing you by your neck as he spoke, his voice sickeningly sweet.
"Oh (Y/n)! How much you look like your mother!" He giggled, causing your to squirm so you can breathe.
"HELP!" You scratched at his hands, your screams becoming choppy as the clowns laughs overcame yours.
"Asshole!" A voice screamed, the clowns chest was left protruding a rod from the spiked metal fence. He growled and dropped you, causing you to cough and hack as you looked over, The Losers Club, as they called themselves, standing tall.
They all stood there, staring, before the clown giggled and vanished, the adrenaline starting to calm in your body, your neck starting to bruise up as you struggled to breathe, noticing the blood that covered you.
"A-are you a-a-alright?" A boy, Bill, studdered. You wuickled nodded, attempting to get up with Bill helping you. As you finally stood, he still held your hands on his, stating at you with a slightly open mouth.
"Thank you. W-what was . . .that?" You asked, looking around, your hands still in his.
"I'll explain. J-just stick close. I-its every w-where." He spike quietly, causing you to nod. He finally noticed your hands still in his, dropping them and placing them in his pockets. He smiled awkwardly, before nodding his head towards the rest.
"Great ducking job on seducing Bower's sister!" A voice called out, causing you to laugh, and Bill to cover his face, the rest laughing as well.
Request: Can I have a bill denbrough imagine were it’s like the scene at the end of the movie with Beverly and bill but switch it with me and it’s all fluffy ❣️
Word Count: 372 Words
Character Count: 2002 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 1 Minute, 30 Seconds
Warnings: None
Authors Note: Enjoy
You trekked up the small hill, your muscles screaming in pain as you continued, your bandaged shoulder rubbed against your tank top as your stitches held the torn skin into place. You leaned on Bill as he helped you go through the broken and misplaced rocks.
“Here, sit.” He smiled, causing you to fall back and sigh in relief, those pain killers were saints to your body. He stood next to you as the others soon came, Stan’s face was bandaged as the others seemed to look much better than when they first came out the sewers.
Bill started to speak, uniting everyone to listen to him, his stutter showing a bit but, it was getting better. He soon brought a sharp rock up, cutting not only his hand but Richie’s as well before passing it off. The rock came back to you, and you swiftly cut your left palm, throwing the rock into the center.
You gave your cleaned hand to Mike, his blood staining your hand as he tried to smile. Your bloodied hand soon took Bill’s clean one. You now all made a promise. A promise that you would all come back and kill IT again if it ever thought of coming back.
After a while, you all decided to split and go your separate ways, eventually leaving just you and Bill, who was now sitting next to you. You laid your head on his shoulder as his hand soon grabbed yours.
“(Y/n)?” He asked, looking down at you, causing you to raise your head, and look into his eyes.
“Yea?” You asked, a small confused smile on your face.
“Promise me, like we promised now, that we’ll stay together.” He asked, his eyes were pleading as your heart was tugged in his favor, causing a blush to crawl on your face.
“Promise me that you’ll be happy if I say yes?” You mused, smirking as a small laugh came from his throat.
“I promise.” He laughed, leaning in.
“Then I promise as well.” You smiled, closing the gap and bringing your lips together, a small kiss was shared between you two. You soon pulled apart, your heart beating quickly and your stomach felt heavy as well.
Requests: Hi! Can you do a Billxreader imagine in which he has a crush on you but denies it. Then at the lake everybody teases but he is even more nervous at the sight of you in a swimming suit. At the end, he confesses to you. Thanks!
Word Count: 608 Words
Character Count: 3453 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 2 Minutes, 25 Seconds
Warnings: None
Authors Notes: Enjoy!
"Come on chicken!" Richie yelled, smiled, causing Bill to shudder as he yelled at the rest, none if them being able to jump.
"No! Fuck off!" Eddie yelled, Richie turning to Bill.
"Well Señor. . ." He sighed, looking over to Bill with a lopsided grin.
"N-no." He studdered, his voice still stern.
"Imagine (Y/n)'s down there. . . waiting for you. . .~" His words we're laced with a happy tone as his words we're spaced out.
"W-what? Why?" He asked.
"Naked." Richie deadpanned, the others laughing as Bills ears, neck, face and shoulder were all dusted a pinkish-red, not being able to speak.
"Dude!" Richie laughed, Bill doing the same. Soon, all the laughter died down as they stared over the edge.
They didn't notice you and Beverly taking your shirts off, walking up on them, before Beverly spoke, making them turn their attention to you two.
You finally got your pants off before you started to run, Beverly laughing and calling out to you.
"See ya, Losers!" You laughed, jumping off before you landed in the water, opening your eyes to see under.
You felt the water shift, bubbles next you so as you saw Beverly. Smiling, you went up for some air before being splashed with some water almost immediately.
The boys started coming down quickly as you stayed there floating for a bit.
"Hey! You called us Losers?" Richie yelled, causing you to turn, a stupid smile on your face.
"Yea! Got a problem?" You yelled back, Bill and Ben swimming closer to you two.
"Well, since you're hanging out with us, you need an initiation! Try and beat me in a chicken fight!"
"You're on! Bill!" You yelled, him nodding before going underwater, you felt him shift and lift himself for air, your legs on his shoulders. Ben did the same with Richie, his gaze flickered between you and Bill before smirking.
"Ready to get your ass beat?"
"Please, that's only a dream."
You started wrestling, Richie trying to tickle you before pushing you, in which he failed, you managed to get your hand behind Richies neck, managing to get him into an awkward angle and making him fall, you and Bill cheering before he tripped on a rock causing you both to fall into the water.
"F-fuck!" You chocked out, swimming over to the rocks and sitting down, Bill following suit.
"O-okay, time to j-just sit." Bill joked, sitting next to you. You both ended up laying down on the rock together, letting the sun dry you both off.
You both started talking, some small conversation, as you noticed Bill studdering a bit more than usual. You eventually noticed him staring, at you. . . more than usual.
"Bill, I see you." You shifted a bit.
"W-what do you m-mean?" He asked, looking down at you.
"You're staring." You muttered flatly.
"No-" He tried to refute.
"Bill." You pushed, an annoyed tone.
"F-fine." He sighed, looking at the sky. You smiled a bit, before talking again as the others continues to splash in the water.
"I didn't say stop, Bill." You mused, his reaction was funny, sitting up a but too quickly as he shuddered a bit, the wind blowing a bit too hard.
"(Y/n) W-what d-did you just- what?" He looked at you, eyes wide before you laughed.
"Bill, I know you like me. I like you too. Is that alright?" You laughed, causing him to nervously laugh as well.
"S-so, what n-now?" He asked, looking over.
"I guess we go on a date?" You answered, looking up to him.
Request: Hello love! I'm so happy someone is doing requests about IT. Would you do a bill x reader one where reader has been bills bestfriend and after gorgies death she is the only one he talks to for a while and they end up together?
Word Count: 596 Words
Character Count: 3214 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 2 Minutes, 24 Seconds
Warnings: None
Authors Notes: Enjoy!
Bill was always a cheerful kid. Though, he did like to keep to himself, only valuing close friends and family, he was always a bit shy at first when meeting new people.
That's how you met him, he was a studdering mess in your Third Grade class, which caused most kids to exile him from group activities whenever they could.
You hated that, so you started off small to keep him company. Just sitting next to him and not bothering him made him calm and a bit happier.
Eventually you both became closer, him telling you that he had a little brother and was so proud if him. Over the years you we're eventually best friends, though this cane at a price, and you both became outcasts.
You didn't care being with him was enough.
Eventually you both met Richie, Stan, Eddie, and had become acquaintances with Mike. Life was good.
Until Georgie went missing.
Soon Bill became a mess. He sobbed and cried in his bedroom, closing everyone out, refusing to accept anyone in the household who wanted to help.
This eventually became a matter that you had to handle, because Bill was not only hurting himself by not accepting help, but you as well.
"Bill? Open up." You knocked lightly, your forehead on the door, tired after your many attempts.
". . . F-fine." You heard a small voice mumble, a small smile appeared on your face, quickly entering the room. The room was clean, the only thing out of place was the unmade bed and Bill covered under it.
Sighing, you walked over to the bed, sitting next to him on the bed, his face facing you but still covered.
"Bill. Please. It's been 2 months." You began, causing him to glare up at you, gritting his teeth a bit. You only sighed as you continued.
"I know it's going to be hard, and it still is. But you need to accept it. I want to help you, and I will, but you need to get it together. Please. . ." You trailed off, your voice cracking and tears appearing in your eyes as you shook your head, looking away. Bills face soon softened, still looking at you.
"I can't. . . I can't see you like this anymore. It's killing me. I- I love you so much, we've been together since God knows how long and I can't just see you break apart when I'm supposed to be there for you. Holy hell I miss Georgie too, he was my little brother in my heart. Shit. . ." You stopped yourself, feeling a smooth hand grabbing yours.
You looked over and saw Bill sitting up, the covers falling off him as his black tank top clung to him. He moved closer to you, eventually bringing you into a hug, tears in his eyes as he spoke, causing you to tear up.
"I k-know. It's j-just so d-damn hard." His teeth were grit, his face soon nuzzling into your neck as he finished before you both kept clinging to each other.
Soon you detected from each other, looking into his eyes as you wiped his tears away, holding his face in your hands as his gripped your arms.
He brought himself closer to you quickly, crashing his lips to yours, causing you to close your eyes, enjoying the feeling before kissing back.
After a while you pulled away, trying to fix your breathing, Bill doing the same. Soon you both calmed down, Bill holding you very close with him.
