Accidentally Turning Your Phone On Full Brightness In The Middle Of The Night Is What It's Like Getting

CHARACTER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS (WRITING REFERENCE)

EYES/BROWS

his eyes widened

her eyes went round

her eyelids drooped

his eyes narrowed

his eyes lit up

his eyes darted

he squinted

she blinked

her eyes twinkled

his eyes gleamed

her eyes sparkled

his eyes flashed

his eyes glinted

his eyes burned with…

her eyes blazed with…

her eyes sparked with…

her eyes flickered with…

_____ glowed in his eyes

the corners of his eyes crinkled

she rolled her eyes

he looked heavenward

she glanced up to the ceiling

she winked

tears filled her eyes

his eyes welled up

her eyes swam with tears

his eyes flooded with tears

her eyes were wet

his eyes glistened

tears shimmered in her eyes

tears shone in his eyes

her eyes were glossy

he was fighting back tears

tears ran down her cheeks

his eyes closed

she squeezed her eyes shut

he shut his eyes

his lashes fluttered

she batted her lashes

his brows knitted

her forehead creased

his forehead furrowed

her forehead puckered

a line appeared between her brows

his brows drew together

her brows snapped together

his eyebrows rose

she raised a brow

he lifted an eyebrow

his eyebrows waggled

she gave him a once-over

he sized her up

her eyes bored into him

she took in the sight of…

he glared

she peered

he gazed

she glanced

he stared

she scrutinized

he studied

she gaped

he observed

she surveyed

he gawked

he leered

his pupils (were) dilated

her pupils were huge

his pupils flared

NOSE

her nose crinkled

his nose wrinkled

she sneered

his nostrils flared

she stuck her nose in the air

he sniffed

she sniffled

MOUTH

she smiled

he smirked

she grinned

he simpered

she beamed

her mouth curved into a smile

the corners of his mouth turned up

the corner of her mouth quirked up

a corner of his mouth lifted

his mouth twitched

he gave a half-smile

she gave a lopsided grin

his mouth twisted

he plastered a smile on his face

she forced a smile

he faked a smile

her smile faded

his smile slipped

he pursed his lips

she pouted

his mouth snapped shut

her mouth set in a hard line

he pressed his lips together

she bit her lip

he drew his lower lip between his teeth

she nibbled on her bottom lip

he chewed on his bottom lip

his jaw set

her jaw clenched

his jaw tightened

a muscle in her jaw twitched

he ground his jaw

he snarled/his lips drew back in a snarl

her mouth fell open

his jaw dropped

her jaw went slack

he gritted his teeth

she gnashed her teeth

her lower lip trembled

his lower lip quivered

SKIN

she paled

he blanched

she went white

the color drained out of his face

his face reddened

her cheeks turned pink

his face flushed

she blushed

he turned red

she turned scarlet

he turned crimson

a flush crept up her face

WHOLE FACE, ETC.

he screwed up his face

she scrunched up her face

he grimaced

she winced

she gave him a dirty look

he frowned

she scowled

he glowered

her whole face lit up

she brightened

his face went blank

her face contorted

his face twisted

her expression closed up

his expression dulled

her expression hardened

she went poker-faced

a vein popped out in his neck

awe transformed his face

fear crossed her face

sadness clouded his features

terror overtook his face

recognition dawned on her face

SOURCE

The universe is making a way for you. ✨

Pennywise in It: Chapter 2 (2019)

in it 2017 mike hanlon rolled up to that clown den with a gun and i don’t think we applaud him for that enough. what the fuck did the other losers show up with? an inhaler? a bike? mike hanlon buddy they didn’t deserve you

oh yes and btw if you do not support lgbtq+ rights, religious freedom, and most importantly : black lives matter — you can unfollow me rn.

the talent! 💞

I will always love you part 1/3 (Teen dad Richie)

Pairing: Richie and reader 

Summary: You and Richie have a baby at 16 and 17

Warnings: swearing, angst(not really)

Finding out yourself wasn’t super bad. Beverly was there when you found out and when you got kicked out. The panic attacks came when you decided that your boyfriend Richie should know. You decided to write him a letter because your mouth couldn’t possibly form the words to tell him. You waited two weeks to even be face to face with him. You avoided him at school, after, and before school. He would text you but you’d just ignore them or give him short answers. You drove to his that was across derry from Bev’s house. You sat in the car trying to figure out how you would give him the letter and after about an hour of endless thinking you got out of your car and knocked on the door. Maggie, Richies mom, answered the door smiling. 

“Hey Y/N”, she said welcoming you in, “Richie is upstairs in his room.” You smiled at her and and walked up the stairs, you made it to his door and slowly opened it. Richie was on his computer so he assumed it was Maggie checking in on him. “Hey mom-“ he turned and looked at you and stood up. “Hey…where’ve you been? I haven’t been able to reach you. I swear if Henry or your dad did something-“ You shook your head and wiped your tears. 

“I wrote a letter explaining it all, but now that I’m here I’d rather just tell you.” 

Richie sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to him, you sat down and he went and closed his door before sitting back down next to you. He grabbed your hand letting you know it was okay to tell him. “Okay so maybe about two weeks ago when I had the flu, I realized that I had stopped taking the pill because I reacted badly to them. Before I could switch to something else we-“ Richie cut you off “We went to the quarry and had unprotected sex…baby are you trying to tell me that your….“ You started to cry before nodding, 

“I’m pregnant and my parents kicked me out.” Richie knelt in front of you and rubbed your arms. “Hey you can live here. My mom will be supportive, I know it.” You nodded and kept your eyes on the floor because you were scared. You knew you wanted to go through with having the baby, but you were still terrified of everything that came with having the baby. Richie was junior, he had a car and a really two nice jobs at the movie theatre/ arcade and as a tutor. The arcade owner pays him nicely because the he adores Richie. Richie also was a straight A student so of course he’d tutor underclassmen struggling with geometry. You just didn’t want all the heavy stuff falling onto him. You wanted to split the expenses and make sure he could stay in school. You know that he has a future. He has colleges already looking at his grades and emailing him about applying. 

Richie lifted your chin so you’d be looking at him. “My love, I support your decision. I will be here for you and this baby. There’s no one I’d rather do it with.” After about a week you decided to tell Maggie the reason you were living in her house. She ended up going to your parents to see if they would transfer your address to the Tozier residence, they agreed so you and Richie packed up all your things and you moved in. At the next losers club kickback Bev and Richie helped you tell them. Mike was like your big brother so he was super supportive. 

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You were about 9 months now, thinking about how you told everybody seemed like it happened yesterday. You were sat on the floor of the unfinished nursery organizing things while Richie painted and put things together. Maggie helped you fold onesies and organize bottles and stuff like that. Since you were on the younger side the pregnancy took a toll on your body. You and Richie found out you were having a girl at your gender reveal party that took place a few weeks ago. Although your parents are still set on keeping you out of the house your mom still calls you just to make sure you’re doing okay. You honestly liked talking to her about baby stuff. She gave you a few tips and dropped stuff when she could. It was mostly your fathers decision to kicking you out so your mother had to sneak around him to talk to you. You stood up and Richie looked back at you. 

“Where you going babe?” He pushed up his glasses and smiled. “I’m just going to the kitchen, I’m hungry Rich.” 

He got down from the step stool and took you into his room. “Let me take you out, one of our last nights completely alone.” You nodded before feeling a wave of pain in your abdomen. You just told Richie it was Braxton Hicks because you thought they were. But when they returned thirty minutes later and kept consistently coming back you went into Maggies office since Richie was taking a shower. She smiled and noticed the look of discomfort on your face, frowning slightly.

“Hey, are you okay hun?” You shook your head “I think I’m having contractions, I mean they started coming thirty minutes apart but now it’s like ten minutes apart.” Maggie nodded and sat you on the couch. “Im gonna grab the bag and let Richie know.” You nodded and watched her go upstairs. When she came back down Richie was with her. He had a bag and a backpack in hand and grabbed his car keys he gave Maggie a quick hug. “I’ll see you at the hospital ma.” You slowly stood up and let Richie help you to his car. You evened out your breathing as your contractions came closer together, you were in too much pain to let Richie know that your water broke but, he noticed and sped up as much as he could without breaking the law. You eventually got to the hospital and saw the losers. You loved them all but you knew you only wanted Beverly and Stan in the room with you. Bev was your best friend and Stan was Richies. Richie let them know and they waved at the other losers and walked back with you two. 

About two hours into your labor and you weren’t having it. Richie kept touching you and it just pissed you off. “Richie stop fucking touching me!” He backed off and Bev came and held your hand and you felt content. When another contraction hit you tears were spilled, to you it was the worst describable pain you’ve ever felt. The nurse came back in with your epidural and sat you up and gave you the pain reliever. It eventually stopped hurting and you were just waiting to push. About 9 hours have passed it was now 2am and everyone was asleep. You woke up first then your nurse walked in. 

“It’s been a long night for you hun, I think you should be ready to push.” The nurse examined you and everybody woke up. Richie stretched and grabbed your hand and traced circles with his thumb. “Okay you are ready to push on your next contraction” Stan and Bev came to your side as other nurses came in to assist. You felt your contraction and pushed as hard as you could. In-between pushes you took a ten second break. After 20 minutes your daughter was finally here, the nurse handed her to you after she got cleaned up and got her vitals checked. Richie went into the waiting room catching the eyes of all the losers. Eddie was first to speak up “So, what’s the news?” 

“Im a dad to the most adorable little girl ever. Y/N’s a bit tired so you guys should come back tomorrow.” The losers hugged Richie then soon exited. You were feeding her for the first time and Bev was helping you because she helps women at a shelter breastfeed during her free time. Richie walked in and wipes his face with his hands. “We didn’t think of a name.” 

@homosexualkaspbrak

stan uris HAD to die in it chapter 2 because there is no way patricia uris would have let him go back to derry alone, AND she would have pulled up with a strap and wrecked that clowns shit so fast the movie would have ended after only an hour

mess - (stanley uris x reader)

HAHA THIS IS FROM MY WATTPAD BUT I HAVEN'T POSTED IN LIKE SO LONG I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE Y'ALL HANGING AHJAKA

warnings: thigh riding. THAT'S LITERALLY IT HAHA

her hips moved in an uneven rhythm, not even giving the slightest care at how much noise she was making right now. the friction of her clothed heat rubbing against his khaki brown shorts is causing her to whimper uncontrollably, in which he is just simply gripping her hips to help her move back and forth.

"mmph i- stanley." she mewled, biting down onto his exposed shoulder. his arms wrapping around her frame to pull her a bit closer to his warm body. his hardening cock strained against his shorts.

but he doesn't care about his own pleasure right now, because he's trying to help his extremely stressed girlfriend get off before he even thinks about himself.

"you're doing so good, baby doll." he pipes out, causing another moan to fall from her flushed lips. "you can go faster."

and so she did, speeding up her pace also causing her to go a lot rougher, and if she didn't know any better, she'd think she's hurting him because of how rough she is moving against his thigh.

her arms are draped around his neck, giving her a little more balance as she humps herself on his leg. he goes over to whisper something in her ear, but she's so caught up in her pleasure that she doesn't catch what he says, only letting a small gasp as he bites on her ear.

his hands moved to her ass as his lips connected to the sensitive flesh under her ear, kissing it roughly.

the yellow tinted light bulb shined on her skin and made the marks he had left on her stand out. her lips looked extremely plump and her face was glowing with pleasure as she whimpered out his name, feeling the textures and friction on her clit. even her thinking about it had brought her scarily close to the edge.

a sudden sensitivity ran through her body, causing her legs to become unstable and a weak moan screamed from her throat. her hips became almost limp and she could barely move herself anymore. she hadn't cum yet, but she was so fucking close that she was frustrated her body had become too tired to let her go.

stan noticed her sudden stop, realizing that she was close. he grabbed her hips reassuringly and helped her move along, another noise strangling out of her mouth.

"stan i'm-"

"cum for me, princess." he cut her off, speeding up his hands even quicker.

a spew of oh my god, fuck, yes, stanley roared from her mouth as she came undone on him. she felt her body shake and her toes were curling at the intensity of her orgasm. she put her head in his neck, he breathing heavy and holding onto him for dear life.

"look at the mess you made, babe. you did so good, so good." he said, taking his hand to push back her hips a bit to see the spot she left on his thigh. she whimpered at his words.

she looked down, noticing his cock painfully hard in his shorts. she smiled.

"your turn."

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