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Have some shitty old art from my mostly abandoned It AU :3
This is Peter’s first time seeing Wade in 17 years lol
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Have some shitty old art from my mostly abandoned It AU :3
This is Peter’s first time seeing Wade in 17 years lol
i think it would be funny if in canon eddie really doesn’t remember his time in derry and the losers and so when he grows up and is like in his early-mid 20s and sees this up coming comedian richie tozier everywhere and gets really annoyed about it because for some reason his sense of humour really aggravates eddie. and for some reason a lot of eddie’s friends like this tozier guy, they ask eddie if he wants to come along to his shows and eddie is always like NO why would i waste money to watch some asshole tell jokes at a humour level of a 12 year old boy. i’ll pass.
anyways then imagine about 15 years later or so after derry 2.0 and one night eddie’s old friends get tickets to see richie “trashmouth” tozier live on tour after the comedian took a. mysterious unexplained break. and so they go to the show and it was great but afterwards as they’re leaving the theatre, who do they run into but their old friend eddie kaspbrak?!?!?! and so they go up to him and they’re like “hey man how are you it’s been so long! but what the hell are you doing here, we thought you hated richie tozier!!! haha did you have a change of heart?”
and eddie is just standing there, eyes wide with shock and completely lost for words, until an arm wraps around eddie’s shoulders and the friends look and see. richie tozier. the comedian. with his arm around eddie’s shoulder. who then kisses eddie on the cheek. and then says to eddie “hey eds, these friends of yours?”
and that’s how eddie’s old friends find out that eddie kaspbrak, the guy who had for some reason a burning hatred for comedian richie tozier when they were younger, is now dating the very same richie tozier.
Well this looks like ass and might look weird but what can I say.. if there are as many Gwen’s as there are stars in the sky ONE OF THEM HAS TO BE PENNYWISE
Both designs were too perfect so they had to be merged into one
"In the Deadlights"
Title: “In the Deadlights”: It fanfiction
Pairing: Pennywise ( Bill Skarsgård ) x Reader Male
Genre: Psychological Horror | Dark Romance | Supernatural | Thriller
Warnings: obsession / twisted affection, canon-typical violence and disturbing imagery.
Summary: A disillusioned man ( you ) arrives in Derry to disappear—but instead catches the attention of Pennywise, the ancient creature that haunts the town. Unafraid and strangely drawn to the monster, the two form a twisted connection that blurs the line between fear and obsession.
You came to Derry to disappear.
Something about the place called to you in a way that you couldn’t explain—like a hum just beneath your skin, vibrating against your bones. You weren’t running from anything in particular. Just... done. Tired of people. Of pretending. Of trying to explain the emptiness that grew like a black mold behind your ribs.
You’d heard of Derry before. The disappearances. The rumors. The fear stitched into the streets like the cracks in the sidewalks. But that made it perfect, didn’t it? A place where people forgot. Where people vanished. A place where even the pain might dissolve into fog.
The first time you saw him, it was in the sewers beneath the town. You were wandering—lost, not quite on purpose—and the shadows breathed around you like they knew your name.
And then… eyes.
Amber, glowing like coals. A smile, too wide for any man. A clown, crouched in the darkness, body twisted in impossible ways. A voice, laced with that sing-song menace, echoed through the damp stone:
“Hellooooo…”
You should’ve screamed. Should’ve run. But instead… you stood still. Maybe curiosity. Maybe madness. Maybe something deeper.
"You're... not afraid," Pennywise murmured, crawling closer, movements jerky like a marionette. “Strange little thing. Not like the others. No tears. No screams.”
You met his gaze, unblinking.
“You don’t scare me,” you said.
He smiled—no, grinned. Unnerving. Predatory. Almost… delighted.
“Oh… but I will.”
----
He visited you after that. In dreams. In reflections. In the places between waking and sleep. Sometimes as a clown, sometimes something… worse. Something raw and ancient, made of teeth and hunger. But always with those eyes. That voice.
And you let him.
You didn’t know what that said about you.
----
One night, you found yourself by the Kissing Bridge. Fog clung low to the ground. The moon cut sharp through the branches overhead.
“You're obsessed with me,” you said into the air.
Laughter trickled from the shadows like blood down a drain.
“Maybe it’s you who can’t stop thinking about me, sweet boy,” Pennywise cooed, voice slithering behind you before he materialized just inches from your ear.
You didn’t flinch.
He circled you like a predator, tilting his head. “You came here… to be eaten, didn’t you?”
You gave a half-smile. “Maybe.”
Pennywise grinned again, slower this time. The way a storm might grin if it had teeth.
“But you’re… different. Not tasty. Not scared.” He leaned closer, nose brushing yours. “You're… fascinating.”
His breath was ice. His eyes, too alive. You felt something crawl inside your chest, coil around your heart like a vine of thorns. You should’ve hated it. But you didn’t.
“I don’t want to be saved,” you whispered.
He stared at you, and something changed behind his face. For the first time, you saw hesitation. Then curiosity. Then—
—long, gloved fingers touched your jaw, thumb dragging over your bottom lip. “I could keep you,” he purred. “Like a little pet. A secret. A toy.”
“I’m not a toy.”
He giggled. “Everyone’s something to me. Why should you be different?”
You stepped closer, closing the gap between you, until your breath mingled with his.
“Because I’m not afraid to love the monster.”
Silence. Heavy. Endless.
Then, suddenly, he was gone.
----
He didn’t come to you for days. Maybe weeks. Derry began to rot around you. People whispered more. The air got colder. The town hungered.
And then he came again.
This time, he didn’t wear the clown face. He was taller, sharper, darker. Something older than fear. Something divine and wrong and beautiful.
“Still not afraid?” he asked.
You walked toward him. “Still not running.”
He tilted his head. “Then come.”
He opened his mouth. Not to eat. Not this time. You looked into the Deadlights—and saw eternity.
You stepped forward anyway.
----
They say another person went missing in Derry.
No one really noticed.
No one ever does.
But sometimes, late at night, the fog swirls with laughter.
And deep in the sewers, a monster whispers to something that doesn't scream.
Not anymore.
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Hi! Can I request a Richie tozier x reader Imagine? Where Richie gets jealous of reader being around Bill a lot and shows it in the worst way possible
“Jealous Jealous Jealous boyyy..” Richie Tozier!Jealous x Reader!
okay bet
* You and Richie have been dating for a while, he truly loves you, clinging every second, taking you on the little trips with the losers, except there was one problem..
* He was jealous, like VERY jealous, even when Eddie slightly brushed against you, he made fun of Eddie the rest of the trip, some insults seeming a little.. too into it.
* You and the losers decided a day at the quarry would help cool you down under the blazing sun, you were excited.
* You arrive at the quarry, your new swimsuit hidden under your cute new outfit from the thrift shop down the road, “Y/N!” Richie shouts from under a tree with the losers, sitting on the big tree on the cliff over looking the lake. “Richie!” You yell back, waving as you walk over, hugging Richie and kissing him happily, then walking over to the other losers saying your “heys”, and “hellos”. Til you reach bill, instead of a high five, bill goes in for- a hug. You hug him, platonic of course.. you turn around to see Richie’s face, eyes burning with rage, scowl on his face. You don’t think much of it, you and the losers all get ready to get in the water- til Richie roughly grabs your arm and pulls you to the side. “Richie! Hey- what the hell!” Anger. Pure anger. “What the hell were you doing! Hugging bill! Acting oh all sweet when you’re practically cheating on me!!!” He barks out. “Richie it was one hug! Bill is like my brother- you’re being dramatic.” Was dramatic the right word? It would go unnoticed as the other losers begin to come near the commotion. “Guys- what’s going on?” Mike asks, glancing at the way Richie’s gripping your arm.. it burns, like fire against your skin. “Oh nothing Mikey, how about you go back to minding your business, lamb boy.” Uh oh. “Lamb boy? The hell does that mean. You trying to pick a fight Richie?” Bill cuts him off, stuttering “w-woah g-g-guys.. let’s rel-lax.. R-Richie what’s going o-on?” Richie barks again, like a wild dog. “YOU KNOW WHATS GOING ON! YOUR TRYING TO STEAL Y/N!” Richie lets go, lunging at bill, only to be grabbed by Stan and Bev. Bill steps back, intimidated. “R-Richie what are y-y-you talking about- Y/N’s my f-friend.” Richie yells in rage, thrashing in Stan’s grip “YOU HUGGED HER! MY Y/N- STUTTERING OVER THERE ALL SWEET! ILL KNOCK YOUR TEETH OUT!!!” Everyone’s jaw drops at the threat.. “Richie what the hell..” you say, cutting through the silence.. Richie glances at you, looking at you, your terrified expression, his scowl softening as he stops trying to attack bill. “Y/N- no.. you don’t get it- this- he’s trying to steal you.” You feel the tears welling up, you were always emotional anyway. “You treating our friends like- this isn’t okay.. whenever they talk to me or touch me in the slightest..” Richie tries to gaslight you. “I didn’t even say anything that bad! You’re just- being emotional.” Emotional. Yeah. “Richie.. you threatened to knock out Bill’s teeth cause he touched Y/N..” Beverly mutters, shocked at his behavior as well. “Well- you guys didn’t see! He clings- he’s like- like a leech!” More insults hurled at bill, all wiped out by the disappointed looks on the losers faces. Richie breaks out of the hell grip of Bev and Bill, stumbling back and looking at everyone, before panicking and slowly stumbling back, speed walking through the woods- you don’t even try to call out, no sound. You glance to bill, his face pale with shock, eyes filled with hurt as he looks down, you all stand there, not knowing what to do.. beep beep Richie.
IT 🎈 AU
OKAY GUYS NO ONE PANIC
IM MAKING A SMAU
WITH THE HELP OF @elliotsaqueenfan (who is very asleep rn but will see this later)
WITH THAT BEING SAID
PART ZERO: THE ACCOUNTS
Bill:
Eddie:
Richie:
Bev:
Stan:
okay wtf ill rb with the rest bcs tumblr isn't letting me put anymore