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my arms were always around you by Val_Creative for the_angry_pixie
Fandoms: IT (Movies - Muschietti)
27 Sep 2019
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Bill’s parents mistreat him until he grows sick. It’s time for the rest of the Losers Club to unite once more against a very real evil.
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- Part 22 of IT Movies Fic-Palooza 2019
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Derry is a normal town. Tanya is a normal girl. The losers are not normal.
OR: another person’s view on the weirdness that is The Losers.
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Panic Attacks and How to Stop Them - A Guide By Richie Tozier by orphan_account
Fandoms: IT - Stephen King
27 Sep 2019
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Eddie stares, his eyes as big as dinner plates. All he can do is stare.
Richie stares back, seemingly just a shocked as him. Like he had surprised even himself.
It’s silent for a moment, before Richie swears under his breath and begins muttering, his voice quiet and nervous, his eyes darting all around the room, looking everywhere but at Eddie.
“I- I, uh- I saw in this, well, it worked on Bev so I thought maybe... And I saw it in this book, as, like, a way to ‘ground someone’ or some shit... I thought- Shit, I’m so sorry Eds.” -
song request (play me a song to make me smile) by qthulhu
Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (2017), It Chapter Two (2019)
24 Sep 2019
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The ending was terrible.
Everyone said it.
Bill watches the cursor blink at the end of the sentence. No punctuation, holding the end of the story hostage until he finds how to piece the confetti strands of storylines into a neat, satisfying present.
He chews on twisted clippy part of his Sharpie, almost worn enough to break off between his teeth. His fingers run over all the Post-Its sticking out of the pages in the Losers’ copy of the manuscript. Bill folds up Mike’s note in his hand, the little yellow crumpled up thing with 'i don’t like the pacing here' scribbled in slanted, messy cursive. He throws it on the table beside his Scotch. His hand shakes when he picks up the glass and takes a long, burning glug.
“Okay,” Bill sighs, setting his trembling fingers to the keys. “Here we go.”
The rewrite is due in twenty four hours.
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IT the remix, not all of the beats are the same, but the general direction is - The Losers' Club beating the shit out of some fucking clown.
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Eddie doesn't like the dark, thrives in summer and sunshine and places where things can't hide, but he came here. He dreamt of a killer clown, woke up, and thought, I should go to Richie's. I should get on my bike and ride to Richie's. In the dark. That I don't like. I should go to Richie's.
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cigarettes were disgusting to him, a vile act of self harm, but the smell reminded him of richie, and richie is one of his favorite people. maybe his absolute favorite.
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Eddie Kaspbrak is sick - actually sick. In effort to hide it from his overbearing mother, he also ends up trying to hide it from his friends. This proves to be much harder than Eddie anticipates, especially when a certain Richie Tozier comes into play.
aka Eddie is sick and Richie takes care of him
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Eddie scowls and wills his blush away. “No, that’s fucking gross, why would I share with you? I’ll just–”
“Aw, c’mon,” Richie says, smirk slipping into more of a half-smile. He drops his hand to pat the space beside him. “This hammock’s too big for just me, anyway.”
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*based on a rumored scene from chapter two so possible spoilers!!*
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orange cream pop on your lips (only thing that tastes almost as good as your kiss) by Prettything_uglylie
Fandoms: IT (2017), IT - Stephen King
23 Jul 2019
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The world keeps spinning.
That's the thing about worlds, it doesn't stop for anyone and it makes him dizzy, makes him want to sob and pound his fists against the concrete. The sun, however, keeps up its resilient strife to shine brightly, casting shadows across those of us who can't keep up and the summer stays hot. Too hot.
Bill Denbrough finds himself unable to breathe in the hot summer as the world spins on.
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There was a painting that hung in his father’s office.
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His gaze travelled up to Bill’s face, taking in how peaceful he looked asleep, before it dropped swiftly to his neck.
Stan’s stomach rolled as the hunger pitched sharply.
His eyes fixed on the light flutter of Bill’s throat, able to see with crystal clear clarity how the blood rushed just under the surface. Steady, measured beats.
If he listened hard enough, he could hear the pulse reverberating in his head.
His finger stroked the soft skin, leeching the heat right from the source, marvelling. Bill was always so warm.
The thought crackled through him like lightning, and Stan yanked his hand away, stuffing both under his pillow as he gasped soundlessly. He sunk his teeth into his lip until he could taste blood.
In which Its bite does more to Stan than anyone could have predicted.
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The guys meet up to decide the future of the band.
(not actually a drabble but it was originally posted as part of the Little Things collection anyway, so it's part of it here, too)
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- Part 8 of Little Things - a Drabble Collection
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 415
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 4
- Hits:
- 59