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Stede Bonnet was ready for a fresh start, but he wasn’t sure Badminton Consultants was where he would find it. He placed a small box, filled with pens, post-its, an odd little fern, all the things one assumes are required for office work.
Stede was a writer at heart, but his heart, it seemed, had never quite been successful.
He chuckled at the thought.
A unsuccessful heart, that could be his brand.
His divorce had just been finalized, and with the added expense of his house boat, which he insisted was NOT related to any crisis of mid-life, he needed something more lucrative. Badminton Consultants was certainly that, lucrative. Plus his father had been able to get him the position on a favor.
This thought pricked his gut.
Father Bonnet’s favors were never free.
He sat down in front of a fresh desktop, fingers hovering over the keys pensively. Cracking knuckles, and hovering again.
He had no idea what his job ACTUALLY was.
He had attended the four hour training, and watched all the videos. He taken copious amounts of notes,all which read like French to him now, a language he thought he understood, should know, but often failed in his attempts to use it in real time.
Synergy?
Vertical Mobility?
Human capital?!
There was something to do with data entry..
Stede breathed and tapped his mouse, the cycling inform screen about “Early Enrollment Start Now”, faded into a lovely landscape. Maybe once he was logged in it would come back to him.
Logged in.
Logged.
In.
The “user:”and “password:” entry boxes glared at him mockingly.
FUCK.
Stede laid his head on the desk and, after a few moments, opened his eyes to see a small card pinned to the otherwise barren walls of his cubicle..
Bill Denbrough | E.T. the Extra Terrestrial (1982)
Stanley Uris | Dead Poets Society (1989)
Mike Hanlon | Back to the Future (1985)
Ben Hanscom | The Goonies (1985)
Richie Tozier | Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986)
Eddie Kaspbrak | The Breakfast Club (1985)
Beverly Marsh | Pretty in Pink (1986)
The Losers Club as 80s Movies
↳ CREDITS — pictures
The Losers and Georgie
Georgie would see a bird and ask Stan to tell him about it, he’d do it so often that Stan bought him a bird book for his next birthday so they could go bird watching together, Georgie dragging Bill along to help take photos for his picture album
Ben sneaking Georgie the sweets he used to only buy for himself and building forts with Georgie whenever Bill had a sleepover that Georgie decided to crash
Bev teaching him how to use a yo-yo like she did with Richie and always showing Georgie her designs first because he liked to talk about the colours with her
Richie doing his voices to make Georgie laugh (and maybe accidentally teaching him the occasional curse word every now and then)
Mike letting Georgie run around the farm, making him a swing out of rope and tyre and pushing him on it (probably while Bill sat on a fence somewhere and sketched it) and also giving him book recommendations from the children’s section of the library
Eddie teaching Georgie all about cars as they make their own soapbox car together as a joint project. Richie would come and “help” sometimes but really he’d just make silly comments in his latest Voice. It made Georgie laugh though, so that was alright
More ITAu doodles with baby Keith and baby Lance as Reddie. I like draw them as kids, more precisely, as 1980's kids: they're just two little beans ❤️💙💜.
@eddiethespaghettii and I have started a Social Media AU! Please check it out!
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Have some Illusiontale Alphys for yer souls <3